first evil king

Chapter 41: Complete Victory (2)
"You, take this group of trash away, don't dirty my place." With a raised chin, Jun Xie squinted slightly after giving this order, then turned around and left, almost treating Qin Ershao as her servant.

Passing by the ring, Jun Xie looked at the ring with deep eyes, and suddenly bumped into a pair of bloodthirsty and icy eyes like a beast, which made her heart skip a beat. What kind of eyes are those? Ruthless yet with too much emotion.

Turning his eyes, Jun Xie raised a charming smile towards the eyes that interested her, and saw the light flashing in those eyes, as if there were waves of light shaking.

It wasn't until Jun Xie's figure completely disappeared into the casino that Qin Zihao reacted, as if being pricked by a needle, he jumped up suddenly, and ran after the direction where Jun Xie disappeared: "Hey, wait, there's nothing wrong with me. I want to discuss it with you, master, master, wait..." He shouted while chasing after him, and he still didn't forget to turn around and tell his subordinates to throw the person lying on the ground out, so as not to touch his idol's place.

Wang Zhong and the others firmly believed that this iron-faced young man was a fool, but there was a very powerful master hidden behind her. However, no one noticed that when Jun Xie was dodging left and right in embarrassment, there was a shock on her shoulder. The little white rabbit is still lying firmly on her shoulder, dreaming soundly.

From this day on, the iron-faced dandy became famous in Yuncheng, and anyone who mentions her will turn red with jealousy. Of course, the fame of the iron-faced boy is accompanied by the myth behind her that is said to be possible. The innate master of existence.

Therefore, for the Martial League Conference in a month's time, all martial arts practitioners are looking forward to it.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

Although Yuncheng is located in a relatively remote town in Nanyan Kingdom, its geographical location is excellent, and the mining and forestry industry is very developed, and because the first forest in Nanyan, the 'Beast Star Forest', is located here, it also attracts countless martial arts practitioners to visit it. Therefore, it is more prosperous than those big towns.

Especially since the imperial court promulgated the decree to hold the first Martial League Conference in Yuncheng, it has become even more exciting. Martial practitioners with eighteen kinds of weapons can be seen wandering around at any time and everywhere, and they even come to a few games from time to time. Before warming up.

Flower Lane, South Street of Yuncheng is always very lively at night, decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the fragrance of rouge can be smelled from across the street. This is a place where gold is sold, and there are the most beautiful girls in Yuncheng, the most delicious wine, The most beautiful song and dance, the most romantic wit, the most wretched uncle...

Who can see that at the back of Huaxiang, a dilapidated dilapidated temple is crowded with the most humble beggars in the eyes of the world. They don't have enough to eat, don't wear warm clothes, are trampled on, and stared at...

Really a paradise for the rich, hell for the poor!
"Cough, cough, cough..." From the corner of the ruined temple, low and deep coughs came out one after another, hitting people's hearts one after another, making people extremely uncomfortable.

"Little Quan, come, drink some water." The ragged old beggar held a broken bowl and helped up the young man who was lying on his side on the haystack and coughing constantly, with a distressed and worried face.

The young man with a face as pale as paper raised his head slightly, took a sip of water from the old beggar's hand, and coughed violently again, traces of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that his heart and lungs had been severely injured. Under the messy hair, the immature His face was that of a blood leopard from the 'Black Boxing' match. At this moment, he made no secret of his fragility, and he could not find that beast-like aura in his body at all.

"Xiaoquan, Xiaoquan..." Seeing the blood leopard coughing up blood, the old beggar was in a hurry, and the broken bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and the other beggars in the ruined temple also surrounded him with worried faces. Gossiping.

"Uncle Qi, Xiao Quan was injured too badly this time, I'm afraid it won't work if he doesn't get treated as soon as possible, I, I'll go find a doctor..."

"Doctor? But we have no money! Which doctor is willing to come and treat us lowly beggars..."

"I, this is the copper plate I got today, I'm going to ask the doctor to treat Brother Quan..."

The ruined temple that can't block the wind and rain is the warmest place in the world. A beggar who can't eat enough to take care of himself has the purest and truest heart in the world.

Blood Leopard gradually recovered his breath, looking at the dirty faces, his heart radiated warmth, the corners of his resolute mouth pulled slightly, and his voice was weak: "I...cough, I'm fine, rest, just rest Alright, don't, cough, don't let grandpa know, I...cough cough..." Another series of coughs.

After this cough, he coughed up a lot of blood, which was shocking. The old beggar known as Uncle Qi hurriedly helped him to calm down, his cloudy eyes were full of sorrow: "Uncle Qi will help you hide it, but you have to Promise Uncle Qi, this is the last time..." He has said this sentence too many times, and this time is the strongest one.

Love him dearly, love him like a grandson, seeing him get hurt more and more each time, his heart is like a knife, but facing his sincere and immature face again and again, he softens his heart again, and helps him hide his stubbornness Grandpa, but he knew he couldn't be soft-hearted anymore, otherwise, he didn't dare to imagine that the next time he came back would be a cold corpse.

Hearing the toughness in Uncle Qi's words, Xue Leopard's eyes darkened, and a thin figure suddenly burst into his mind. He was silent for a while, and under the concerned gaze of Wushuang's eyes, he hesitated for a while before faltering Nodding his head: "Well..." He didn't want them to worry about him, but if he didn't fight 'Black Fist', how many of them would be around him by this time next year!
Knowing his thoughts and his stubborn character like his grandfather, Uncle Qi could only sigh silently, both moved and distressed. They are all beggars living at the bottom of society, the weakest weaklings. The world where the honored are respected is despised by the world, charity, what a luxury word!If it wasn't for Xiao Quan who started fighting black boxing at a young age to make money, their "big family" would have died of starvation and disease.

A dozen boys and girls the size of the blood leopard squatted beside the blood leopard. One of them clenched his fists and said firmly, "Brother Quan, you need to recover from your injuries. I, I will fight too. I will fight next time." ..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Blood Leopard shouted coldly, his eyes were full of majesty that could not be resisted, which scared the man to tears. Blood Leopard couldn't bear it, glanced at the people around him, and said softly: " Anyone who wants to go out to fight 'Black Fist', knock me down first."

(End of this chapter)