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"plan?"

The secretary next to him looked blank and asked, "Boss, what plan are you talking about?"

"Old Mo is a boxer and a boxing champion. With his strength and winning streak, many people will bet on him later, and the chips can break through hundreds of figures conservatively. Once he loses, then these chips will be all Fall into my hands."

The secretary said in astonishment: "Could it be that the boss greeted Laomo in advance and asked him to punch fake punches?"

"No, that kid's strength is extraordinary, and the old devil is no match for him."

The secretary was shocked: "What?"

As the boxing champion of the boxing ring, Lao Mo is extremely strong. He has been in the boxing ring for three months, and no one is his opponent.

Recently, it has been heard that his strength has improved and he is stronger than before.

Although Ling Chen defeated the blue-clothed boxer earlier, it was somewhat surprising.

But the blue-clothed boxer couldn't even make it into the top ten fighters in the entire boxing arena, and Ling Chen's defeat of the blue-clothed boxer was nothing at all.

In other words, when Ling Chen and Lao Mo confront each other, the probability of failure must be [-]%.

But why, the hungry cat would say that the old devil is not Ling Chen's opponent?
"Just read it later." Hungry Cat didn't say much, just said lightly.

The secretary felt even more suspicious, but seeing the hungry cat accepting his words, he could only suppress the confusion in his heart, raised his head and set his eyes on the ring.

At this time, the boxing champion Laomo has already appeared. Judging from his appearance, he gives people a very cold feeling, with a beard on his face, extremely solid muscles, and an explosive force surges between his steps.

All around, all the gamblers cheered and shouted at him.

However, he didn't respond at all, as if he was used to all this, as cold as an ice wolf.

He swept across Ling Chen, and said very calmly: "In the past few months, I have met various opponents, but I have never met a boxer as young as you."

"Most of the people who confront me are impetuous and arrogant. You look young, but you are much calmer than ordinary people. Presumably, there is incredible power hidden in that thin body."

"Come on, since you meet me as an opponent, then go all out, otherwise, you may die because of it."

After these words fell, many people around were dumbfounded.

In their impression, the boxing champion Laomo had never said so many words.

To make the old devil treat him as a special case, this Ling Chen can be regarded as No.1.

"That's right, I finally met a normal person." Ling Chen nodded slightly, approvingly said: "Based on your words, I can show mercy."

"Really, then I really need to experience your unique move." A hint of ruthlessness flashed across the old devil's eyes, and a strange arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

The two looked at each other for three seconds, and the referee announced that the game officially started.

The old devil didn't rush forward to attack, but circled around Ling Chen, as if looking for a loophole in Ling Chen.

In the background, he had watched the match between Ling Chen and the boxer in blue.

Being able to knock the blue-clothed boxer off the ring with lightning speed, this Ling Chen's speed is extraordinary, if he is careless, he may lose this match.

On the other hand, Ling Chen stood where he was, without the slightest bit of solemnity, giving off an extremely lazy and casual attitude.

Seeing that the old devil did not attack for a long time, he waved his hand: "Don't waste time, concentrate on attacking, I will let you do one move."

"Arrogance!" When the old devil heard this, a hint of sullenness flashed across his face, he stopped circling around, and when his aura reached its peak, he suddenly punched out.

This punch seemed to have the irresistible power of changing the three armies.

When blasting out, one could clearly hear the old devil's joints making crackling noises, like firecrackers.

"The old devil's punch is very powerful. It is rumored that he can go head-to-head with the Tibetan mastiff. If the boy didn't dodge it, this punch would definitely kill him." In the spectator seats, a lady was smoking a cigarette, her face full of jokes.

As soon as she spoke, the next second, a look of astonishment appeared on her face.

In the arena, Ling Chen just turned slightly sideways, unexpectedly avoiding Lao Mo's punch just right.

His fist brushed his hair and landed in the void.

"What?" The old devil's pupils shrank in shock.

His fists are not only powerful, but also fast. When ordinary fighters see their fists coming down, they have already lost the best time to dodge and can only resist forcefully.

But this Ling Chen was different from the others, even though he dodged at the last second, he could react delicately and dodge.

This kind of kung fu is really very human.

"The fist is very powerful, and the speed is also good, not bad." Ling Chen's face showed a touch of approval.

The old devil is not an ancient warrior, he has not practiced the dantian kung fu, and he is already a genius if he can reach this level with only his physical body.

"You're pretty good too. However, I haven't fully utilized my strength. I can't dodge alone." The old devil smiled instead of anger. He was tall and tall, with long arms and legs. , blasted towards Ling Chen again
The difference from the previous punch was that after the old demon punched out, he threw out the next punch.

Fist wind blows one after another, seemingly unstoppable, forcibly blocking Ling Chen's whereabouts.

According to the past, it is impossible for the old devil to make such a move.

You must know that continuously swinging heavy punches consumes a lot of physical strength for a boxer.

If the enemy is not defeated, then the next game can only be slaughtered.

However, against a speed player like Ling Chen, he could only win by sacrificing his physical strength.

"It's really powerful, every punch is full of terrifying power!"

"Worthy of being the boxing champion, the strength of this punch has set off a strong wind, can that kid escape?"

"Look at the airtightness of the old devil's fist swing, it's no wonder that kid can hide."

In the spectator seats, everyone saw the heavy punches coming like mountains and seas, and their hearts were full of admiration for the old devil.

Similarly, sympathy and pity for Ling Chen emerged in their hearts.

If hit by so many punches, Ling Chen would definitely turn into a puddle of flesh.

Who knows, unexpectedly, no matter how dense the fist is, no matter how fierce it is, Ling Chen can still dodge it.

From the beginning to the end, Ling Chen had a calm expression on his face, with both hands behind his back, there was no sign of intending to make a move.

"Damn it, don't you just hide? Coward!" After missing Ling Chen many times, the old devil couldn't help showing anger on his face.

[Ding, the hatred value from boxing champion Laomo is +291! 】

"Okay, then I won't hide." Ling Chen nodded, and immediately stood where he was.

"You're courting death!" Seeing this, the old devil became furious, gritted his teeth and punched Ling Chen hard on the chest.

"boom!"

The dull impact suddenly sounded, and everyone was shocked.

They didn't expect that Ling Chen was so stupid that he really took the old devil's punch forcibly.

"This kid is going to die. The old devil might punch him through." On the spectator stand, the lady with a cigarette couldn't help but shook her head and sighed.

But suddenly, she heard bursts of uproar in her ears.

She froze for a moment, looked up at the ring, her pupils suddenly shrank into needles.

The old devil's punch hit Ling Chen's body, but it had no effect.

Even, there was no sign of making Ling Chen take a step back!
On the ring, an inexplicable chill cut through Lao Mo's back.

At this moment, time seemed to stop running.

He stared straight at the fist that landed on Ling Chen's body, he felt a chill rushing towards the sky, his heart was like a rock sinking into the sea, bottomless.

That ferocious punch of his own, which was powerful enough to pierce through the iron gate, had no effect on Ling Chen's fragile body?

Dream?
hallucinations?

The old devil can't tell the difference!
"Although the strength is strong, it is still an ordinary person. It cannot reproduce the dark energy like the ancient warriors, and the destructive power is too small." Ling Chen shook his head, and left the stunned old devil, knowing that it would be useless to continue to consume it. It has been completely overturned by myself.

After thinking about it, he jumped in the air and landed on the old devil.

Without any suspense, the old devil couldn't even resist, he was blown out and fell under the ring.

The whole place was dead silent.

The person who was drinking Sprite looked at this scene in astonishment, Sprite had already been on the body along the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were wet.

The gay friends who took pictures with scissors hands had their eyes glazed over, and their mobile phones fell out of their hands at some point and fell to the ground.

At this moment, they all stared blankly at Ling Chen on the ring, and there was a loud roar in their minds.

When the breeze blew past Ling Chen, it brought a piece of elegance.

He just stood on the ring, with a calm expression, without any exaggerated movements, nor any superfluous words.

But such a scene, against the backdrop of the boxing champion Laomo hitting the ground, has become an eternal scene, which is deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

"Awesome!" Suddenly, a shout burst out from a spectator seat on the second floor.

The sound was as loud as thunder, and like a fuse, it ignited the entire boxing arena.

"Knocking the boxing champion Laomo into the ring with just one shot, isn't that too strong?"

"It's more than that, look at that kid who just received the boxing champion Laomo's punch abruptly, and he was unscathed."

"Actor, this old devil is definitely an actor!"

The uproar resounded throughout the Anhe Underground Plaza, like the rolling waves of the sea.

No one in the audience was shocked by this.

It's only been a few minutes since Ling Chen appeared on stage, but he showed them strength beyond human beings.

There were also some people who questioned, thinking that Lao Mo was punching fake punches.

After all, it was hard for anyone to believe that with such a thin body, Ling Chen forcibly knocked the old devil away.

On the other hand, the old devil who fell off the ring, clutching his numb chest, stared at Ling Chen on the ring, his eyes were full of anger: "Damn, you must have used weird methods."

Just now, he just felt a huge force coming, and he didn't even have time to react, so he fell off the ring.

If it wasn't for Ling Chen's use of a different technique, it would be impossible to explain all of this.

[Ding, the hatred value from boxing champion Laomo is +309! 】

Facing the old devil's questioning, Ling Chen was about to speak, but saw the hungry cat walking past the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "Old devil, if you lose, you lose, don't make excuses for yourself."

The old devil gritted his teeth, even though he felt aggrieved, he still didn't say anything in the end.

The loser has no right to speak!