Xiao Dong's face had turned into a pig's liver, but Qin Hao was full of the pleasure of revenge! This man who could only pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of him and did not even have the courage to look directly in front of a white and rich beauty like Liu Xu, even if his personal force is powerful, it is still the case.

Tyson arrived. This is a man with a lot of muscles. The blue veins lie in the strong muscles. The power contained in it is not concealed at all. This is a real strong man! In addition, Tyson is the boxing champion in West Street and has not yet been defeated. When talking about Tyson in West Street, he is the king. No one dares to provoke. This is the biggest reliance of the old thief.

Tyson was 1.8 meters tall and looked like a villain, giving people a very strong sense of oppression. The first thing Tyson noticed was Xiao Dong. He raised his eyebrows and felt a palpitation in his eyes, but he quickly put his eyes on Qin Hao: "You caught the tiger's punch? Not bad, but are you sure you want to take my punch?"

Tyson felt that the danger Tyson gave Qin Hao was even worse than Tiger Head, and Qin Hao was not even sure whether he could block the punch safely.

"Let's take action quickly, don't be the mother-in-law." Qin Hao stood there, waiting for the storm of the next punch.

One sentence made the atmosphere reach a boiling point.

"Tyson, don't hold back!" Just now, the old thief had already received Xiao Dong's instructions, regardless of life or death! This is exactly what the old thief himself meant.

Here, it’s not the turn of Qin Hao, the young boy, to show off his heroic spirit!

Tyson had already stood in front of Qin Hao. He believed that in the next second, this guy would become another soul under his name as boxing champion, and his reputation would be further improved!

So, for my reputation, go to die!

Tyson gathered all his strength onto the powerful five fingers. He believed that even a piece of iron would have to be cracked under this punch!

The violent power changed everyone's color, and even Xiao Dong was slightly surprised. The name of the boxing champion was accumulated by countless victories. Just the moment Tyson punched, everyone thought Qin Hao was dead!

Qin Hao's body slightly measured one body, and then he turned to face the storm fist with his heart!

It's like a collision between an egg and a stone.

Qin Hao's sports shoes kept rubbing against the ground, and his body kept regressing, one meter, five meter, ten meter, and one meter, and hit the stone stake wall behind him, and then he stopped.

The bricks fell down and buried Qin Hao's figure.

"This kid is dead! No one can take Tyson's punch to death yet!"

The old thief nodded, and finally a smile appeared on his face. Then he looked at the onlookers coldly. The meaning was obvious. Those who were against him were the consequences. Xiao Dong didn't care about Qin Hao's life and death at all. An ant died and he was thinking about what excuse to report to Liu Xu.

"Find out the person and throw it into the river." The old thief gave the order, then looked coldly at the young man he caught, a little proud: "I will give you a chance to surrender, or die."

This sentence is very high-quality, but the next moment this sentence becomes a joke.

The bricks were lifted one by one, and first one arm was poked out, and then Qin Hao crawled out of the rubble, which was very embarrassed, but it was obvious that Qin Hao's breath of life was still vigorous!

Tyson's powerful punch, the boy who seemed powerless to take it!

The clothes on his body became dirty and damaged. At this time, Qin Hao was like a sloppy beggar. He walked forward slowly and firmly, his expression was never as firm as before, and there was a sense of excitement. His low voice rang out like thunder: "The last punch, who will come? Can you stop always looking for someone like a woman to tickle it? In addition, Mr. Zeng Jiuze, are your cash check ready? Take this third punch, if you can't take out the money, it will be a laughing."

Tyson was silent all the time, his arms stretched straight, maintaining a cool posture of swinging his fists, but if you look closely, you will find that his arms are trembling!

"How could it be..." Tyson looked unbelievable. The punch just now seemed to touch extremely hard steel. The force that was transmitted back made his arm hurt.

"Boy, take me another punch!" Tyson, who came to his senses, roared. He would never believe that he, the boxing champion, could not even beat a brat!

There must have been a fraud just now!

"Bad! Stop!"

Tyson looked back at the person who said the words. It was Xiao Dong, but he was worried about anything. At this time, whoever dared to stop him from finding the place would cause trouble: "Who the hell do you say is a waste!"

Xiao Dong didn't say much nonsense and slapped him directly.

Bang! Tyson flew out directly, without any strength to fight back, and the whole audience was silent. Although everyone knew that Xiao Dong, a mysterious figure with a strong aura, must be extraordinary, but when he was facing the boxing champion Tyson, he could no longer be described as powerful.

This man is so scary!

"Bad!" Xiao Dong stopped looking at Tyson lying on the ground: "I'll do this last punch."

There is no doubt about this sentence, and no one dares to raise objections. Xiao Dong looked at Qin Hao coldly: "You have successfully angered me, and I will let you understand that some people are something you can't afford to offend."

If Qin Hao hadn't cared too much about this contemptuous tone in the past, but now he felt deeply offended.

The dragon despises the people. Qin Hao, who inherits the dragon's soul, does not allow others to offend him at least in some respects.

Dignity has never been taken by Qin Hao like this.

"Why don't we add some more of this bet?" Qin Haoping looked at Xiao Dong: "If I follow this next punch, do you stand there and let me slap in the face?"

"What if you lose?" This time, Xiao Dong was really angry. When will a clown dare to make noise in front of him?

"I lost. I will present the business card you won't want, I will present it with both hands." Qin Hao's mouth curled up slightly.

No way...hehe.

The old thief and others couldn't help but retreat. Everyone felt the murderous aura on Xiao Dong. This was a truly murderous aura that made people retreat and dared not be enemies. The old thief looked at the seriously injured Tyson and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Qin Hao, but he was reluctant to die in his heart. Today, his old thief's face was greatly lost!

"Haha, Qin Hao, right? I remember. If you can really take my punch and stand up, I will stand here and let you slap this in the face. If you lose, hand over your business card and disappear from Miss Liu's sight. This is not a world that you, a clown, can touch."
Chapter completed!