As mentioned earlier, the biggest feature of this store is its particularly good sound insulation effect.

Therefore, Zheng Qingshu's gunshot did not affect the young men and women in the rock scene. Looking through the glass window, the young people inside still sing and swaying.

On the contrary, the so-called "general manager" on the intercom heard the news and shouted: "All the security department gathered at the door and stopped me those who were causing trouble."

I didn't have time to think about anything else, so I rudely grabbed the waiter and asked him to take us to the elevator leading to the basement. There was a password in the elevator, but it was not that they didn't know how to enter it at all. When the elevator door opened, we went directly to the second floor of the underground, which was on the stands next to the arena.

In the arena, the host with a low voice was shouting hard: "Then let's welcome the two challengers today with applause."

Two spotlights in the field, which looked like a column of light, were already on. Under one cluster of lights, there was a young man with a thin figure and a Taekwondo costume. Under the other cluster of lights, it was Zhang Xingyu. Zhang Xingyu was still in the daytime outfit, an orange cartoon T-shirt, loose casual pants, and a lazy smile on his face, wrapped in a lollipop like nothing happened.

"Today's duel officially begins!"

Immediately afterwards, the host's excited roar came again from the speaker.

Like yesterday, the wide arena was instantly illuminated by the lights, as if it were daylight. The men, women, young and old in the stands were waving their arms and waving flags and shouting, using this method to vent the excess hormones of the body's body.

"Langco, the game has begun." Zheng Qingshu leaned against my arm and spoke.

"Interrupt!" I pushed the waiter away and ran straight towards the arena with my face. Because there were too many spectators in the stands, I simply climbed onto the chair and ran over with some people.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Security, hurry up and drive this drunkard away"

Many viewers were unhappy in an instant and started to sneer and scold.

"Bang!"

A dull gunshot sounded, and Zheng Qingshu held the "Imitation June 4th" in his hand and aimed at the brightest headlight on the ceiling and fired directly.

The headlights like a small sun shattered, and the light in the arena was dimmed a lot. The audience who were still making the fire just now looked in the sound. When they saw Zheng Qingshu standing like a god of killing, many people screamed in fear.

Zheng Qingshu stood like a javelin, and raised his gun and shattered another lamp: "Clear the scene! It's okay, get out of here!"

"ah!"

"Murder"

The noisy audience suddenly became even more noisy, and many people stood up with their heads in their arms and ran towards the exit.

Just as I was about to approach the outside of the ring, the host's voice just now came from the speaker: "Ou Jinhua, the boss said, kill your opponent, you will be rewarded with 800,000 in cash! Don't worry, you all signed a contract, regardless of life or death!"

In the arena, the young man who was originally confused and wearing Taekwondo costume heard the sound. After hesitating for a few seconds, he rushed straight towards Zhang Xingyu with a tiger face. I guess he was the "Ou Jinhua" shouting in the horn.

"Oh my God!" Seeing this, Zhang Xingyu roared, turned around and ran away.

I roared with my neck: "Brother, don't chase him, I'll give you how much money I want."

The noisy sounds around completely drowned my shouts. Ou Jinhua didn't know whether he didn't hear me at all, or deliberately pretended not to hear it, and chased Zhang Xingyu with all his might.

After saying that, I turned my head and shouted, "Xiaoshu, I'm going to blow the person in Taoism."

As a result, there was no response behind me. I turned my head and found that several security guards in black clothes and black pants had already contacted Zheng Qingshu.

The two guys were extremely aggressive in snatching the "Imitation June 4th" from Zheng Qingshu's hands, and the remaining guys looked for opportunities from the side to do a sneak attack.

At this moment, the audience who were crying and screaming were flocking to escape from their exit. Zheng Qingshu might have been afraid of hurting the innocent, so he simply removed the magazine and fought with several security guards. However, his advantage was not on his fists and feet. He was kicked to the ground in a few seconds, but he still fell to the ground, kicking his legs in the air, trying to stop the security guards.

"There is another one, catch him!" In the chaos, a security guard looked up at me, waved his arms and shouted at his companion.

I ignored that and continued to run towards the arena. At this time, Zhang Xingyu in the field had been fucked by Ou Jinhua, curled up on the ground like a personal sandbag, allowing the other party to punch and kick.

At the edge of the arena, an exterior wall nearly three meters high blocked my way.

I just looked up from above and felt that the wall was not very high. As a result, I found that even if I put two bricks on it, it was difficult to turn over. The chairs on the stands were all welded to death, so I couldn't move them at all.

"Damn it!" I jumped around in the spot a few times, trying to touch the outer edge of the wall to use force to flip over it. But after trying four or five times, I still failed.

At this time, the two security guards rushed to me panting, waved the rubber stick in their hands and scolded me to hold my head and squat down.

"Fat, you can hold on for a while." I yelled at the arena with my neck, and simply took off my belt, wrapped it around my right hand for a few times, and rushed towards a security guard expressionlessly.

When the guy saw that he was also a character who was fierce on the outside and weak on the inside, he was so scared that he hurriedly stepped back.

"Go to Grandma Ni." I didn't make any pause and punched the boy's nose. The little security guard staggered to the ground. I raised my legs and stuffed my feet.

At the same time, another security guard thrust on my back with a stick. I groaned in pain, turned around and grabbed his collar with his left hand, swung his right arm, and punched him out in succession, and easily threw the kid over.

Then I grabbed the security guard's collar and asked viciously: "Tell me, how can I enter the arena!"

Facing my fierce look of murderous eyes, the security guard trembled and pointed at a distance not far away and explained: "You have to pass through the secret door in the southeast corner."

"Tread"

I was about to take a breath when a messy footsteps sounded, and more than a dozen security guards ran in with rubber sticks and explosion-proof shields. At this time, almost all the audience in the stands had dispersed. Zheng Qingshu curled up on the ground with his head in his hands and was kicked hard by eight or nine security guards.

"Catch Wang Lang!"

In the security group, I don’t know who shouted, and the security guards surrounding Zheng Qingshu and the dozen people who reinforced later rushed towards me like wolves and tigers.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

While there was no one around, Zheng Qingshu, who was covered in blood, got up with a sudden rush and took out a "imitation of June 4th" from his arms again with a quick hand speed. He shot several times in a row, fucking three or four security guards, but they all only knocked on the other party's calves and did not take anyone's life.

Zheng Qingshu got up with the wall and whimpered heavily: "Come on, keep twitching up if you are not afraid of death!"

More than a dozen security guards stuck in the audience were stunned. They did not dare to continue running towards me, nor did they dare to retreat to continue besieging Zheng Qingshu. The scene was instantly in a stalemate.

"Mom"

In the arena, Zhang Xingyu's crying and calling for his parents came out.

"I'll beat you to death if you dare to move!" I swept the security guard down with a hooked leg, then took two steps back and looked into the field.

At this moment, Zhang Xingyu was being grabbed on the ground by the guy from Ou Jinhua. His face was swollen and his face was filled with pain.

I rubbed my cheeks and roared at Ou Jinhua: "Friend, please let go of your hand quickly! I'll give you one million, cash! You can get the money after you go out."

Who knew that the voice of the supporter sounded again: "Ou Jinhua, don't forget that you signed a contract. Fighting against counterfeit punches or deliberately letting go is a breach of contract. Breach of contract requires us to be compensated 100 times. Can you give so much money?"

Ou Jinhua, who was obviously stunned when he heard my voice, he hesitated for a moment, continued to twist Zhang Xingyu's arm, raised his leg and stomped heavily.

"Dog Basket, I will definitely kill you!" I roared angrily, and the host must always be nearby or watch through the camera, otherwise he would not speak so well.

But my roar was useless. Ou Jinhua broke Zhang Xingyu's left arm with a "click" and quickly grabbed his right arm and planned to do it in the same way. I guess it wasn't that he didn't want to kill him, but it might be the first time he had no experience and didn't know where to go.

The secret door of the arena was violently pulled open from inside with a bang, and a cold voice appeared: "You will die if you dare to hit my brother."
Chapter completed!