Chapter 597 Li Qiao Watching the Fun

Chapter 597 Li Qiao Watching the Fun

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he blew it straight onto the person in charge's face, with a very impatient expression, "Let Danying speed up, he's not yet sixty years old, how can he be so slow in doing things?"

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I see, you don't want to leave tonight.

More than half of the thugs outside the gym are senior boxers trained by the boxing gym.

On Li Qiao's side, there were only seven or eight people.

The underground venue was far away from the downtown area, and the group arena inside the venue was still going on.

There are not many pedestrians in this area, and occasionally someone passes by. When they see this scene, they immediately turn around and leave, not daring to stay.

The scene is like a negotiation, but also like a confrontation before a Rush.

After a while, Li Qiao raised her eyes and glanced around, leaned on Shang Yu's shoulder, and said softly, "Put me down."

The man looked down at her with a cold and serious expression, making it difficult to peep into his thoughts.

Looking at each other for three seconds, Shang Yu still compromised and bent down to put her down.

Li Qiao took a few steps in place and let out a small sigh of relief.

She squeezed her sore arm, turned to look at Li San, "When will he arrive?"

Nan Yu walked over pushing the wheelchair, and replied, "It should be soon."

Li Qiao ignored the obtrusive wheelchair, squinted her eyes and looked around, secretly thinking about her chances of winning if she made the next move.

Just as he was thinking, a person came out from the main entrance of the stadium behind him, accompanied by four bodyguards.

He was wearing training clothes, over 185, with gray temples and falcon-like eyes. Even in his old age, his figure was still tall and straight, and his gestures were full of evil spirits.

Dan Ying, the ruler of the Benan underground market.

He came to the boxing gym very early and did not show up immediately because he went backstage to check on Danmin's injury.

Danying dominates in Biannan, but only Danmin has one daughter.

Now that he was seriously injured and his eyes were lost, he would kill Li Qiao no matter what.

The head of the boxing gym saw him and immediately ran over to report the situation.

Hearing the sound, Dan Ying waved him back, squinted his eyes at Li Qiao and the others, and slowly settled on Li San.

"Master Li, it's been a long time."

Danying came slowly and greeted Li Qiao with a half-smile, but looked at Li Qiao with evil eyes.

At this time, Li San was still holding a cigarette in his hand, and a faint white mist was enveloping his surroundings, making his eyebrows and eyes a little more sinister, "Boss Dan, how do you want to solve tonight's matter?"

Dan Ying came near the thugs, stood still, and stood with hands behind his back, "Leave Li Qiao behind, and you can go."

"Tch—" Li San snorted coldly, and flicked the cigarette butt away with his fingers, "Boss Dan, are you old, sleep too much, and like to dream?"

Dan Ying lowered his eyes and fluttered his nostrils slightly, "In this case, I have no choice but to... let you stay as 'guests'."

The moment he finished speaking, he raised his eyelids, but unexpectedly saw a man in a black shirt opposite him slowly rolling up his sleeves.

The scene was already so chaotic, but his movements were not affected in any way, and even brought some elegance and dignity that border men don't usually see.

Danying doesn't know Shang Yu, but he has been walking in troubled times all year round. Some people can tell at a glance that he is definitely not a kind person.

That's an overly keen sense of danger.

Even so, he will definitely not back down.

Dan Ying stepped back a little later, raised his right arm and waved lightly, "Li Qiao, catch me alive."

With an order, dozens of thugs swarmed up behind him.

The scene was chaotic in an instant, the dust was noisy, and the shouting almost broke through the sky.

On the border, gang fights and fights have long been nothing uncommon.

Even if the underground market is relatively stable, scuffles outside the boxing gym have long been commonplace.

In this kind of place, the fist is the last word, and whoever has a hard fist has the right to speak.

At this time, Wei Lang, Nan Yu, Luo Yu and others rushed forward quickly.

Shang Yu was still standing beside Li Qiao, and a few seconds later, the man looked at Dan Ying through the shadowy crowd, his thin lips turned slightly, and he looked back at Li San, his voice was low and cold, "I'm almost sure I can eat it South below?"

Li San looked back at him, licked his cheek, and said wildly, "Ninety percent."

"That's enough." Shang Yu said two words with sullen eyes, and walked forward with his long legs.

Li Qiao stared at his back in astonishment, and just about to follow, Li San grabbed her by the shoulders and dragged her back, "Sit down for me, Achang, and watch her."

"Yes, third master."

Li Qiao looked at A Chang quietly, without saying a word, she saw him push the wheelchair over, "Miss Seven, sit down."

Fine.

Even if Li Qiao was injured, she wasn't a soft-legged shrimp.

But Shang Yu had already started to make a move, and if she rushed in, she might distract him.

Li Qiao wiped her face helplessly, kicked the front wheel of the wheelchair, sat down in the wheelchair, leaned over and began to watch the fun.

How should I put it, she has fought side by side with Shang Yu before, and has a certain understanding of his skills.

But at this moment, Li Qiao felt that she was hasty.

Among the figures fighting in front of her, she watched with her own eyes that Shang Yu lifted a long leg and kicked a boxer.

The strength of that kick should not be underestimated. The boxer was kicked to the ground, and he couldn't stand up for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, several people rushed to Shang Yu's side in an attempt to attack him.

The man strangled the opponent's wrist at an extremely fast speed, and hit the opponent's side with a fist, causing the boxer to fall to the ground.

Ordinarily, the opponent has a large number of people, so he has an advantage.

But after a long time, none of them could break through Shang Yu's defense.

The fight had lasted fifteen minutes. Several fighters tried to take advantage of the chaos to snatch Li Qiao away, but they were all knocked down by Shang Yu's punches and kicks.

Dan Ying stood at the rear of the boxers, looking at something sharply.

What is the origin of that man?

One move can knock down the boxers carefully trained in the boxing gym.

On the other hand, Li San and the others needed three moves at the fastest.

In the battle circle, Shang Yu was like an invincible lone wolf, his extremely dark figure shuttled among the fighters.

His shirt was stained with dust, and his broken hair was messy in front of his eyes. His fists were as hard as iron, and the surroundings were filled with wailing and the sound of fist-to-flesh fighting.

Can't stop him, no one can stop him.

With strong explosive power and quick movements, let alone hitting him, he couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

Ten minutes later, the opponent's fighters had already fallen to the ground.

Seeing this, Li Qiao finally noticed something unusual.

All the boxers who were attacked by Shang Yu had exactly the same injuries as hers...

All were injured on the left side of the waist.

Although the movements of Li San and the others were quick, they were still slightly inferior to Shang Yu who was in a rage.

Li Qiao's expression changed slightly, and she had a preliminary guess in her heart.

She stood up with the armrests of the wheelchair, paced and walked forward.

Achang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly called out behind her: "Miss Seven, you..."