The neon lights of the city added a bright color to the dark sky. On Zhongshan Road, the No. 69 bus stopped at the central park. There was another crowd in the bus. People quarreled to get off one after another. Xiang Yufeng and Zhan Mei were too lazy to squeeze with others. Finally, they came out of the car. Three pickpockets were waiting by the car door.

Xiang Yufeng held Zhan Mei's hand and looked at the pickpockets. His disdainful smile flashed. He pointed to the gate of the central park, as if saying, I'm waiting for you inside.

"Damn... this kid is quite crazy. Follow them and I'll see if he can go crazy to the end." The short man said fiercely, and a group of people scattered and followed Xiang Yufeng and Zhan Mei into the central park.

Xiang Yufeng's willingness to do something was destined to be disturbed. The difference between the front and back was only two or three minutes, and five Landhu off-road vehicles entered the central park.

The arrival of the five Lu off-road vehicles made Xiang Yufeng confused and also made the pickpockets a little scared. They naturally understood that this male Land Rover vehicle was not called by themselves. Since it was not called by themselves, it was the man and woman opposite.

Xiang Yufeng watched Hu San walk out of the Luhu car in surprise. He frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

Hu San smiled loudly: "Gangmaster, I know you are back, so I must invite you. There will be a feast tonight, so please attend the boss." After that, Hu San glanced at the pickpockets holding kitchen knives and trembling legs, and the people behind him rushed forward immediately. In just two seconds, the hand that was holding kitchen knives had been broken, and these people were humming and fainted.

"Twist aside, don't get dirty, Xiang Boss' eyes." After saying that, Hu San bowed respectfully to Xiang Yufeng, "Seeking Boss..." Hu San looked at Zhan Mei and hesitated for a moment, "Madam, please get in the car."

"He is my woman, and I will call her younger brother and sister in the future. If it doesn't work, I don't mind calling her sister-in-law." Hu San could have a fight with Xiang Yufeng, but when it comes to his woman, he didn't dare to do anything randomly. He called respectfully, "Sister-in-law." It immediately made Zhan Mei's face turn red and charming.

The convoy entered the fork road and slowed down, only enough for two cars to drive side by side, and the road was winding and stretched to the foot of the mountain. The position of the old leader Yang's boxing ring was quite secret. After driving about one kilometer, Xiang Yufeng found two secret whistles, and a camera hidden in the branches of pine trees. Occasionally, a few dog barkings came from the dense pine forest.

Such strict security measures are more than enough to prevent people who are in trouble and police. There is such a large underground boxing ring in the western suburbs of Shanghai, which is beyond Xiang Yufeng's expectations. How dark is it? He is unsure. Although he knows that the Qing Gang has been operating the largest underground boxing world in China, Xiang Yufeng has never found this place.

In the passenger seat, Hu San looked at the jungle at the foot of the mountain with a gorgeous spire vaguely exposed. The closer he was to that place, the more excited he seemed. He glanced at Yufeng and asked, "Hu San, have you ever fought a black fist in the old leader Yang's field?"

"I've played two games." Hu San's answer was short and powerful, and he still remembered it freshly, especially the excitement of his passion and blood boiling on the ring, which would be unforgettable for the rest of his life. If it weren't for Yang Huainian's care, he would have been willing to play black boxing for a few years and try his skills.

"Hu San, the black boxer is not good. Once you walk on this path, there are only two results. Being beaten to death or being crippled. Few people can survive alone. In the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s, there were ten savages in the world's black boxing circle, but who is still in the glory now? Most of these savages have a record of one or two hundred consecutive wins in the ring, and losing... in one game, one loss will be over in a lifetime." Xiang Yufeng's understanding of black boxing is far beyond the imagination of others. You must know that he was only eleven years old when he entered the black market boxing world for the first time.

"What is a savage?" Hu San asked with his head.

"It's a group of beasts that have reached the limit of the human body... Unfortunately, there are people outside the human body." Xiang Yufeng opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and in the underground martial arts field of the Blood Sea General Hall, there are often videos of live competitions and training videos of the three most famous "savages" in the history of Black Fist.

These "violent films" that are not known to outsiders record human potential, and the explosive power is exerted to the limit. Xiang Yufeng uses this most realistic picture to stimulate the growth of every disciple of the Blood Sect.

Among them, Anthony Marcus, nicknamed "Hell Savage", is known as the most powerful boxer in human history. The speed and explosive power of the overlord who dominated the black market boxing world in the 1980s made Xiang Yufeng amazed. One right leg can attack six times in one second, and each leg can kick a twenty-seven-inch marble pillar.

Kicking the gravel column and kicking the gravel column are two completely different realms. When Xiang Yufeng saw Marcus "pointing" the 27-inch stone pillar through the video, he was stunned, just like a bomb hidden inside the stone pillar, suddenly exploded and wood chips flew. This catharsis that concentrates explosive power at one point has reached the highest level of using power.

"Yufeng, do you know Black Fist very well?" Zhan Mei snuggled in Xiang Yufeng's arms and raised her face that was a disaster for the country and the people.

"When I first stood in the black market ring, I was only eleven years old. Do you think I understand?" Xiang Yufeng replied subconsciously, but it made Zhan Mei's heart tighten. Zhan Mei recalled Xiang Yufeng's childhood memories just now on the bus, but she felt very distressed.

But Hu San had a pair of eyes widened and looked incredible. He was eleven years old. When was that time? I'm sorry, what was I doing when I was eleven years old? Let's take out bird eggs.

"You, you're so sarcastic." Hu Sanbadao said a word. Among the Qing Gang, Hu San was the one who dared to talk to Xiang Yufeng like this. This kind of relationship was pure friendship and had nothing to do with anything else.

The convoy drove more than three kilometers on the forest road and arrived at the ground. A three-story building was built against a mountain. The building was not high and the area was not small. In terms of image, it should be a hexagonal building built in six three-story buildings facing different directions. It is similar to the Pentagon of the US Department of Defense. It is much smaller in scale. Such a building cannot be built without a whopping 200 million to 300 million.

Xiang Yufeng Ning knocked out cigarette butts, came out of the car, looked around, the boxing ring was secretly located and the scenery was also good. There were three tennis courts beside the pine forest not far away, and there was an oval swimming pool opposite. People who didn't know the inside must think that this was a resort. The boxing ring was so large, and the operating expenses were definitely a large amount. The profits of the boxing ring seemed amazing.

The leader of the Qing Gang, Yang Huainian, came up with more than a dozen strong men, and took the initiative to shake hands with Xiang Yufeng. Hu San bent respectfully at the old leader of Yang, "Gang Master, Hu San is happy to be despised."
Chapter completed!