world famous doctor

Chapter 117 Fighting against the Fighting Coach
Zhou Chen's current location is about 4 meters away from the door of the box.

As soon as the man in the suit finished speaking, Zhou Chen made a stride, so fast that everyone could only see an afterimage passing by.

The man in the suit who was talking nonsense just now was hit in the jaw by Zhou Chen's uppercut.

"what……"

He flew up into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Everything happened too suddenly.

The man in a suit on the ground had blood spurting from his mouth and his whole body was shaking.

Yes, with just one punch, the man in the suit lost consciousness a second later.

"Kill it!"

The bustling crowd of other men in black suits pressed towards Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen's moves were quick and without delay.

No one can withstand the terrifying power he erupted.

One punch blows away one, and ten punches blows away a group.

Sun Hao looked at it, his eyes widened in horror.

There is fear and shock in my heart, but more regret.

"This... is this kid so strong?"

After the few men in suits blocking the door were knocked down by Zhou Chen in an instant, Zhou Chen stepped out of the door one step at a time.

The corridor was full of black heads.

It seems that Sun Hao really did not bluff.

Sure enough, so many horse boys were ambushed.

In the opponent's hand, there was still a guy with a knife and a stick.

They waved and yelled loudly and chopped towards Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen didn't even frown, his figure moved and his reaction was quick.

He shuttled through the crowd, and every step he took was extremely precise in avoiding the opponent's attack.

At the same time, his palms are like thunder and his fists are like rain. Every time he strikes, he is powerful and his punches are flawless.

Every second, a large number of horses fell to the ground.

Looking around, it is like the sight of a piece of wheat being cut down.

Even Gu Qing, who has always been calm, showed a bit of shock on his face.

She originally wanted to go up and help, but now it seems that there is no need for this at all.

Even if it was me, facing so many horse boys, even if the opponent didn't fight back and let me fight, I'm afraid I'd be tired.

Wave after wave of ponies kept rushing up from the elevator and the stairs.

However, none of them could stop Zhou Chen's offensive at all.

There were dull voices constantly.

That was the sound of Zhou punching Ma Zai hard.

Sun Hao was still shouting angrily:

"Abolish him, my young master rewards you with 100 million yuan!"

Every wave of Ma Zai who rushed towards Zhou Chen was knocked down by his punch after punch.

Sometimes elbows, sometimes punches, sometimes palm slaps...

Zhou Chen's body was as light as a swallow, his steps were brisk, and his strikes were fierce and merciless.

At this moment, he is like a god of war, and no one can approach and hurt him.

Fists, feet, knees, and elbows all became Zhou Chen's sharp weapons.

His body is like a huge armory.

It's only 10 minutes.

Zhou Chen threw all the hundreds of boys who came here in the corridor.

They have no resistance at the moment.

One by one howling in pain, rolling on the ground.

"How... how could this be?"

For a moment, Sun Hao couldn't believe it.

The look of anger on his face before was gradually replaced by panic.

Seeing this scene, Huang Mao subconsciously shivered in fright.

He stared blankly at the fallen men in the corridor.

I can't imagine that there is such a powerful opponent in the world?

He wondered if the scene he saw was a hallucination.

So he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

However, this is indeed the reality that is happening right now.

It's too scary!

so horrible!

Zhou Chen clapped his hands, breathless, and turned his head to look at Sun Hao calmly.

Sun Hao's face and body were covered with dense cold sweat.

Zhou Chen walked towards him step by step.

Sun Hao's ferocious gaze turned to horror and fear:
"You...don't come here..."

As he spoke, he stepped back in fear.

When he reached the corner, there was no way to retreat, he pulled the yellow hair over in a panic to block in front of him.

The two were trembling, trembling like chaff.

"I... I am the young master of the Sun family. If you dare to touch me, my father will definitely let you be buried with me..."

Zhou Chen frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure flashed across his face.

"You think I'm afraid of him?"

Zhou Chen walked over step by step.

Huang Mao and Sun Hao could feel a strong ruthlessness and murderous aura coming from Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen made a move in an instant, pinching Huang Mao's neck.

With one move upward, Huang Mao's legs were lifted off the ground.

Huangmao kept struggling, but to no avail.

He begged for help vaguely:

"Let go... let me go..."

Warm liquid flowed down the yellow-haired trousers.

Zhou Chen swung his backhand, and Huang Mao was thrown out of the private room door.

There was a shrill and painful scream.

At this moment, Sun Hao and Zhou Chen looked at each other, and his body shook even more.

With his back tightly against the wall, Sun Hao yelled at Zhou Chen hysterically:

"I am the young master of the Sun family, how dare you..."

"It was you who hit!"

As he spoke, Zhou Chen grabbed Sun Hao's index finger, which he had broken off before.

Pinch hard.

Sun Hao's facial features were distorted, and he screamed in pain.

"what……"

After a while, tears flowed out in pain.

As Zhou Chen's grip became stronger and stronger, Sun Hao's pain became more and more intense, his chest heaved violently, and he felt that he was about to die in the next second, and his face turned pale for a while.

at this time.

Behind him, a domineering and arrogant voice sounded.

"Stop me!"

A tall, middle-aged man in a white vest walked in.

After seeing this person, Sun Hao, who was in despair, suddenly showed a hint of joy on his face.

"Brother Lei, save...help me!"

Zhou Chen and Gu Qing turned their heads and looked at the man at the same time.

The man's steps were steady, his speech was full of vigor, his facial features were resolute, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were fierce. His muscular muscles could be faintly seen through the vest.

He also exuded a strong hostility.

The person who came was named Zhao Lei.

He is the free fighting coach of Jiangzhou City. Once, he won the championship in an ultimate fighting match held in Jiangzhou, and has become famous all over the world since then.

Zhao Lei narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Sun Hao, and then glanced coldly at Zhou Chen with that particularly sinister and fierce gaze.

He pointed at Zhou Chen, and said in an orderly tone:

"Let him go!"

At this time, Sun Hao had already forgotten the pain, and instead became a little joyful, excited, and ecstatic.

He shouted loudly:

"Brother Lei, you came at the right time, throw this kid out of here for me!"

The floor they are on is the 15th floor of the hotel.

When he first arrived, Zhao Lei saw so many people lying in disorder in the corridor, he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Zhao Lei pointed out the door with a slight frown, and asked fiercely:

"Those people outside were all injured by your kid?"

"Yes!" Zhou Chen replied with a light smile, "What's the matter? You also want to try the feeling of being let go?"

Hearing this, Zhao Lei suddenly laughed a few times:
"You are the only one? Are you worthy of fighting with me? Believe it or not, I can stab you to death with one finger later!"

With that said, Zhao Lei strutted up to Zhou Chen.

In terms of stature, in terms of size, Zhou Chen did look much shorter in front of Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei looked at Zhou Chen condescendingly.

"Can you hit my knee when you jump up?" Zhao Lei joked, as if he saw a child confronting him, he couldn't help but smile:
"Why do cats and dogs dare to yell at me now? Do you know who I am?"

There was also a disdainful smile on Zhou Chen's face:

"I will give you two choices now, either go out by yourself, or I will throw you out later."

"Big! Say! No! Ashamed!"

Zhao Lei shouted loudly.

He could no longer restrain his inner desire to fight Zhou Chen.

He moved quickly, and with a powerful uppercut, with the sound of howling wind, he swung towards Zhou Chen's face.

Swipe your elbow, hook your fist, and do it all in one go.

The opponent's fierce offensive is a fatal blow to any ordinary person.

Zhou Chen didn't respond.

With his hands behind his back, he looked proud and did not make any resistance or dodge movements.

Just when Zhao Lei's fist was one centimeter away from Zhou Chen's face, he stopped.

"Stinky boy, why don't you fight back? Do you really want to die?"

Zhou Chen shook his head and snorted disdainfully.

He had fully expected just now that this was just the other party's first test of himself.

"If I had just shot, you would have fallen by now!"

Zhou Chen's sudden words deeply stimulated Zhao Lei's self-esteem.

(End of this chapter)