Chapter 998

Sixth master.

It refers to the land style.

Because he was the sixth in the Lu family of the previous generation, he was respectfully called the sixth master by people in the circle.

The death of Lu Xingfeng shocked Lu Shaofeng, and then there was a burst of anger.

"There was an accident in Longcheng boxing field, and my uncle Liu died. There was no news about such a big thing. What did you do for such a long time?"

Lu Shaofeng's eyes were extremely cold. He stared at his bare hands and drank every word.

"Lu Shao, it's not that we don't want to announce the news, but that we don't have the opportunity and can't. Last night... Many people died in Longcheng! " He licked his dry lips with his bare hand, and his voice was stiff.

"Well? What's going on? "

Lu Shaofeng suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Although he only knows how to do it, he can kill him with his bare hands. However, Lu Shaofeng treats his bare hand as a dog, whistling and drinking at will. This is the "strength" brought by his sister and Lu family.

Red hand fear of bow, began to slowly talk about what happened last night.

ten minutes later.

Hearing the whole story, Lu Shaofeng suddenly frowned and thought of a little miscellaneous person who wanted to be broken into pieces. His eyes flickered and he asked in a deep voice

"You said that the man who killed Uncle Liu was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old and was called Prince Wang?"

"Yes."

The red hand nods bitterly, and a look of fear emerges on his face.

Facing Wang Xu last night made him feel like facing the demon God. The weak feeling of powerless resistance still makes him afraid.

"There was a riot inside the Honghua society, and the leader Chen Jialuo died?"

"Yes."

"So, the foundation of Chaman boxing champion, chachai, was also killed in his hands?"

"Yes."

Every time Lu Shaofeng asked, his face turned pale.

And then all of a sudden.

The whole court fell into a strange silence, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop a few minutes out of thin air.

"Does my sister know the news?" Lu Shaofeng asked suddenly.

"I don't know. I haven't contacted Miss Shanglu all the time. I went to miss Shanglu's villa in person, but I was a little late. I just heard that Chaman was fighting against Pang Daoxing, and miss Shanglu had come to Jiulong city village..." she shook her head.

Lu Shaofeng's eyes flickered and suddenly thought of something.

Chachai is the proud disciple of Nanyang boxing champion Chaman, but now he died in the hands of Wang Xu. If Chaman knew the news, how could he let Wang Xu go?

"Ha ha, little bastard, it seems that you are arrogant enough to make trouble everywhere and offend people. You just don't know how to live or die!" Lu Shaofeng wanted to understand, the corners of his mouth suddenly recalled a ferocious sneer.

Little bastard!

This is the end of heaven!

Everything is your own fault!

"Let's go to the dragon and tiger arena."

Lu Shaofeng immediately turned around, unable to hide a trace of impatience in his voice

"I will tell my sister in person what happened last night!"

……

Under the dragon and tiger arena.

The crowd is surging and the emotions are boiling. In the eyes and faces of countless people, there is a kind of passion that can be called fanaticism.

In addition to the tightly held chips in the hands of all the people, it's also because we are about to see two top boxers face-to-face, the kind of fight to the flesh, even blood splashing, bone fracture, and death coming.

It's hard to understand people's madness without really participating in it.

It's eleven fifty at noon.

A convoy of nine luxury cars came slowly and stopped in front of the crowd. Nine cars, double open, 18 doors opened neatly.

Lu Zhangqi slowly came down from the first car in front of the line, behind her, followed by the smiling Chaman.

The other eight people who got on and off the bus were either Lu Zhangqi's elite boxers or the guests invited by the underground black boxing queen of the West Island. Everyone's identity is a famous big man in the West Island boxing world.

"Hiss!"

Seeing Lu Zhangqi's extravagance, I don't know how many people take a breath.

On the other hand, although the number of people in Pang's boxing hall is also quite large, it is extremely low-key, or no grade.

Pang Dao's behavior is the first. Pang Fengyue, Lengwu and others follow him and walk all the way through the crowd to the dragon and tiger arena. It is very lonely and desolate.

Some people can't help but sigh in a low voice

"Pang Daoxing, as the leader of Xidao boxing, was elected by 136 boxing houses. He didn't even have a posture. It can be seen that today's ending has already been predestined... "

When one person's voice fell to the ground, the other nodded and agreed:

"Yes, you can see some endings from the periphery. Whether it's Honghua club or Lu Jiakai's offer, the odds for Pang Daoxing to win are all very high. It can be seen that the two makers do not recognize Pang Daoxing's possibility of winning in the end. "

"Lu Zhangqi, after all, has the support of the Lu family. She wants to be in charge of boxing. I'm afraid there is no one to stop her." Others nodded.

For a time, I don't know how many people look at Pang Daoxing with a trace of emotion.

Pang's boxing hall, from today on, is afraid to disappear from the West Island.

And now.

In the afternoon of the war, the forces of the two sides have already stood under the dragon and tiger challenge arena, seven or eight meters away from each other.

"Lu Zhangqi?"

Pang Daoxing sighed a little, stepped forward and looked at the young woman with gorgeous and cool face.

The woman is 27 or 28 years old. She is dressed in off white split dress. She doesn't look like she came to the dragon and tiger arena to witness blood and death. It's more like attending a party.

"Mr. Pang, if you change your mind, I can cancel today's gambling fight. What do you mean?"

Lu Zhangqi slightly raised her head, only Pang Daoxing in her eyes, said calmly.

Although she has paid a huge price for Chaman, if Pang Daoxing is willing to change her mind, she is not unable to give each other a chance.

"The boxing industry has its own rules, and I also have my own rules. Some things are the bottom line that I can't retreat from, and I can't agree with them." Pang Daoxing shook his head.

"That's the last way? Chapman, please do it. "

Lu Zhangqi sighed and slowly stepped back to give the space in front of him to a middle-aged man behind him.

This middle-aged man is Chapman!

Hearing this, he chuckled, and then jumped up to a height of more than four meters. He joined hands on the dragon and tiger reliefs on the outside of the challenge arena, and the whole person stood on the challenge arena like a flying eagle.

This scene, the crowd around a burst of exclamation.

Same second.

Pang Daoxing also waved Pang Fengyue and others away. With a dignified face, he stepped forward and walked step by step along the steps to the dragon and tiger arena.

But there was Chaman's amazing act of flying in front of him. Pang Daoxing's action was too humble, and even attracted many people's boos.

"Father..."

Pang Fengyue's eyes are fixed on Pang Daoxing, and her eyes are all worried.

Leng Wu and other martial arts school disciples are also nervous. They hold their fists and watch without saying a word.

Wang Xu was the only one who was extremely relaxed. He glanced at the dragon and tiger challenge arena at will and didn't care. He even had a faint smile to comfort Pang Fengyue

"Don't worry. Although your father still has a secret wound, he is not much worse than the Nanyang monkey on the other side. The win or lose is between five and five."