"Three five-star masters! Fengyuntang is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" Wan Tianpeng was secretly happy in his heart, Zheng Zihao was right, this branch of Fengyuntang really came to the master. Dust, Margin, Literature√ Learning← Network

Huahai's Fengyuntang branch has two bosses, one is Wan San, and the other is Zhou Mad. Wan San went to the Lie Headquarters because of some things, and he hasn't come back yet, so only Zhou Mad is in charge of Huahai's Fengyuntang branch.

Zheng Zihao learned from the channel that Fengyuntang had several masters, so he took advantage of Wansan's absence to make this loan knife kill.

Wan San is smarter, he definitely doesn't dare to take the initiative to provoke Shen Lang. But this Zhou madness is a tendon in his brain, and Wan Tianpeng has already provoked Shen Lang with a few words of instigation.

"Tianpeng, we have a championship match in the boxing arena tonight, do you want to go and see it, there are masters on the field!" Zhou laughed wildly.

"Shen Lang is coming over soon, mad brother, don't you want to think of a way to deal with him?" Wan Tianpeng said a little worriedly.

Zhou Crazy smiled: "Haha, I have already thought of a way, and I have prepared a big gift for this kid!"

Shen Lang drove the Ferrari to Liangzhen in the western suburbs.

There are two roads in the town, a large road for the people of the town, and it is muddy. There is also a brand-new parking road, where high-end cars such as Audi and BMW shuttle from time to time.

As a matter of common sense, such a desolate place should not be passed by high-end cars.

There is also a sentry post at the intersection, guarding two strong men.

Because many villagers also drove motorcycles and vans to this oil road for convenience, some people stood guard to stop them.

The villagers didn't dare to mess with these guys, and obediently walked on the muddy road. There have been such examples before, where a Wuling Hongguang van forced its way through the road, and later the driver was beaten half to death by a group of strong men in black vests.

Shen Lang saw at a glance that he was tired, and drove a Ferrari sports car to the entrance of Parking Road.

The two people standing guard saw that it was a Ferrari sports car, so they didn't look at it, and just put it in.

Being able to drive a Ferrari sports car is a kind of identity in itself.

Sure enough, through the shady woods on the left and right, a luxuriously renovated high-rise building towered in front of me.

The parking lot on the right is full of high-end cars.

As soon as Shen Lang got out of the car door, a young waiter walked up, saw Shen Lang's face, and greeted him with a smile: "Good evening, sir, this is your first time here?"

"I came to see your boss, where is he?" asked Shen Lang coldly.

"The leader has already explained to us just now, sir, please come with me!" the waiter bowed and walked into the high-rise building with Shen Lang.

On the first floor is the western restaurant, a splendid hall, which is extremely gorgeous.

It's about half past eight now, and there aren't a lot of people.

Arrived at the front desk.

"Sir, please wait a moment. The young waiter said respectfully and walked into a nearby room.

Soon, the door to the room opened, and four or five men in suits stepped out.

A bald man at the head looked Shen Lang up and down a few times and asked, "You are Mr. Shen Lang, right?"

Shen Lang nodded and said coldly: "Zhou Madness asked me to come over, where is he now?"

The bald man was a little surprised, in Huahai City, as long as he had an understanding of the underground forces, he would definitely be afraid when he heard Zhou Mad's name.

This kid dared to come over single-handedly, and he was really bold.

"Brother Crazy has been waiting for a long time, Mr. Shen, please come with me!"

The bald man led the way in front, and several tall and strong men followed closely behind, for fear that Shen Lang would run away.

Take the elevator to the sixth floor.

The fourth, fifth and sixth floors here are all underground boxing rings, but the level is different.

The sixth floor is the highest-level, and the best boxers who participate in the competition are also the best boxers, and the people who can come here are rich and upper-class.

The bald man took Shen Lang in, passed through a wooden door, and a few sturdy men surrounded the door, took the detector to test Shen Lang, and searched the mobile phone in his pocket.

Shen Lang didn't resist, it didn't matter if he had a mobile phone or not, he had already turned it off. On his own, he doesn't need the help of the police.

"I'm sorry, but that's our rule here, you can't bring a cell phone inside. The bald man explained.

Shen Lang didn't say anything.

Walking into the hall, Shen Lang heard all kinds of excited shouts and screams coming from inside, and there were quite a few people.

The hall was dimly lit, except for a few bright headlights in the ring in the center, which seemed to be very clear as if it were daytime.

And this ring is extremely weird, there is no referee, and it is surrounded by a huge alloy cage.

In the space of about fifty square meters in the cage, in the center of the ring, two boxers fought together, extremely fierce, one of the men was covered in blood, and fiercely chased the other man to punch.

The other man's right arm was broken, and he retreated again and again, no longer able to resist, and fled for his life in the cage, dragging the metal cage and tearing it.

Unfortunately, this metal cage is completely enclosed, and he doesn't want to get out unless someone outside opens it for him.

Soon, the man covered in blood caught up with the man with the broken arm, pressed him to the ground, grinned, and punched the man with the broken arm in the face.

"Knock knock!"

A heavy sound was accompanied by the cheers of the audience.

The man's face with the broken arm was already bloody and bloody, and he was dying from being beaten. Seeing that the beating was almost over, the man covered in blood hugged the head of the man with a broken arm, twisted it hard, and broke the neck of the man with a broken arm alive!

The man with the broken arm was overflowing with blood from his mouth, nose and ears, and his body fell to the ground limply, without movement, and it seemed that he was dead.

Hundreds of spectators around the hall, some cheered and shouted, some shouted and cursed indignantly, and the scene was extremely hot.

The bloodied boxer stood up and roared loudly and loudly, letting out a beastly cry: "Who else?

Shen Lang glanced around, knowing that this was an underground boxing stadium, but he didn't expect it to be so popular. And the strength of the man covered in blood on the stage does not seem to be weak, even close to a four-star master.

To be able to get such a strong boxer, this branch of Fengyuntang still has a bit of a background.

"Tsk, this guy on the stage is called Big Dog, and he's one of the top 15 fighters in our boxing arena this month. Tonight is a good day, the championship game, there are a lot of guests, and almost all the masters will be on the field. The bald man grinned and turned to look at Shen Lang: "Mr. Shen Lang, you can also choose to challenge him." It's all masters tonight, and the odds of the big dog have gone up a bit, do you want to try it?"

Shen Lang was too lazy to take care of the bald man and asked, "What about Zhou Mad?"

The bald man was also interested, and took Shen Lang into a VIP private room.

There were a row of big men standing in the room, there were more than twenty of them, all of them were strong and strong, and they were not ordinary thugs at first glance.

Zhou Mad, who was tall and full of intertwined muscles, strode over, glanced at Shen Lang a few times, and smiled disdainfully: "Mr. Shen, you are finally here, but let me wait!"

"Really?"

Shen Lang sneered, and a cold glow suddenly appeared in his eyes. One hand turned into a claw, and a broken jade claw between the lightning and flint slammed towards Zhou Mad's neck.