Wicked Soldier King

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At night, the brightly-lit streets of Shenjiang form a sharp and strong contrast with the sporadic stars in the sky.

The famous Qintai Hotel stands in the brightly lit night, and most of them do not know that there will be three underground floors under the two-level underground parking lot of this hotel. Of course, the third basement is no longer a parking lot, but a smaller version of the indoor arena completely decorated with an antique Roman arena.

The ring-shaped seats are enough for the venue to accommodate thousands of people at the same time. In such a space, it is quite difficult to achieve such a large-scale guest capacity. After all, in addition to the viewing platform, there is also a boxer lounge, boxer channel, special betting table for gambling black boxing, and so on ...

The game originally scheduled to be canceled tonight, but Guan Peng still came to sit quietly in the boxing field he built with all his heart and painstaking effort. Everything here belongs to him. Here, he just wants the wind and rain The underground emperor of the rain, no one dared to disobey his meaning, no one dared to violate his orders. He said that no one would survive this night, and no one would see the rising sun tomorrow morning.

Guan Peng holds the best underground black boxing boxer in the country. These people are different from those who focus on practicing Qixiu as a state of mind. They focus on pure force. To make an analogy, the premise of cultivation is the state of mind to ensure that all aspects of their own strength are balanced, just like the power of Demacia or the Iron Man in LOL. The black boxer is the supremacy of force, like a dark-born sword demon, without a sword sword.

Although this analogy is not appropriate, it also has such a meaning. Therefore, because the black boxer does not practise Qi, he often does not let the ancient martial arts mental state to be worthy of consideration. This is why there is often no black boxer in the underground world.

After all, black boxers are somewhat unsuitable for fighting without constraints and rules. Their weapons are their fists, no hidden weapons, swords, daggers or even pistols.

The masters who have appeared in the underground world in recent years, either the three emperors or the seven kings, are people of the state of mind and fellow initiates of ancient martial arts. So the black boxers are slowly being ignored little by little, and no one even admits that they are masters, but regards them as a group of clowns.

Of course, this situation is indeed because some jumping beam clowns portray this consciousness in the eyes of those masters of the underground world. So even the third-rate master who is not a black boxer opponent at all starts to look down on the strength of the underground black boxer.

Guan Peng has been in charge of the world of black boxers these years, but no one has ever compared his name with the three emperors of the underground world. No, not even with the seven kings of the underground world. A considerable number of people only heard his name once or twice by chance, and then quickly forgot.

But Guan Peng has never given up the underground black boxer. He believes that sooner or later they will be recognized by people in the underground world and will be recognized by those who think that the most important thing is to cultivate their mental state! Those who sharpen their muscles and bones should not be underestimated!

Finally, the appointment time came.

A short-haired man with short hair on his back knocked on the door and walked in, whispering: "Second brother, Miss Ye is here."

"Then please come in soon." Guan Peng returned to Shen'er and pinched his cigar in the ashtray.

Ye Fara's voice appeared behind the brawny short-haired big man, and walked slowly to Guan Peng: "Second Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Guan Peng, at the age of thirty-eight, he seems to be in his early thirties. He ranks second at home, and he respects Wu Sheng Guan Yunchang very much. His back is beautiful, and the tattoo of the white horse angering the dragon and the moon and the sword of Yan Liang is enough to prove .

Therefore, he likes to be called by his second brother, whether he is older or younger, as long as he knows his first two, he will respectfully call him second brother. At this time, Guan Peng will always have a little bit of pride and pride, and it feels as if he has really become Guan Erye.

"Leaves, I haven't seen you for a long time." Guan Peng smiled slightly: "I heard something about you, I didn't expect to come out so soon, hehe, the relationship is still quite hard. If I have anything wrong in the future , I hope you wo n’t stand idly by. "

"Second brother laughed. If even the second brother was unfair, what could the little girl do?" Ye Fara smiled slightly. "Second brother, let's not talk so much politely? I can Just say it. "

There was no emotional change in Guan Peng's face, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, we can talk slowly, it's still early, isn't it?"

For the underground black boxing match that starts every day in the middle of the night, the time is indeed very early, but for normal people, twelve o'clock is not too early. However, this is a place for others, and Ye Fara is not easy to say anything. She smiled and said nothing, wanting to hear what Guan Peng is going to do.

"How about, I think this place is pretty good." Guan Peng pointed proudly at his reduced version of the "Roman Arena".

Ye Fara nodded, still smiling and not talking.

"I know that over the years, people in your mental state have always looked down on us playing black boxing. But I still have to say that my black boxers are definitely not weaker than those of you so-called masters." I will let you all know that the black boxer is not irritating. "

"Second brother, I never meant to look down on the black boxer." Ye Fara said: "Those who look down on you have no vision. You are right? I have always respected you, black boxer. There is no shortage of masters. "

Hearing Ye Fara talk like this, Guan Peng felt a bit dark, but he turned his back: "Leaves, anyone will say if they are beautiful. Do you really think so?"

"Of course." Ye Fara told the truth.

"Why do you always reject me?" Guan Peng's expression became serious. "Actually, you just said that on your mouth, but in the true sense you still have prejudice to my identity. You think a black boxer is not good enough for you .is not it?"

Ye Fara sighed helplessly: "Second brother, I remember I told you a long time ago, I don't talk about emotions. I don't accept you not because you are a black boxer, but because of feelings."

"I remember what you said at that time. You said that as long as you have feelings, even ordinary people, you will love to turn back." Guan Peng said deeply.

"Yes. I said that." Ye Fara said.

Guan Peng's face sank: "But in the end, you are still entangled with an expert who cultivates the mental state of the underground world ... Frankly, you will never fall in love with ordinary people. Your choice is still your expert who cultivates the mental state! ! "

"It has nothing to do with that!" Ye Fara's voice also became stronger: "Second brother, I came to see you today, but I am not here to tell you this, I will ask you one thing. The explosion happened in my hotel is You did not arrange for someone to do it! "

Guan Peng's eyes met Ye Fara, but he didn't speak.

"Think about it, I will give you time." Ye Fara's eyes were firm, and he was completely forbidden to avoid and avoid Guan Peng.

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