Chapter 9 Falling in love alone

Blood Hand, this mysterious boxer who became famous overnight, brought another shocking thunder to the underground world of Hong Kong the next day.

The Wolverine King, who dominated the throne of the black market boxing king in Hong Kong for eleven years, became an eternal history overnight, and the new generation of the king of the black market boxing world - Blood Hand, became an instant

A new star that is attracting attention from the world.

Some are envious, some are worshipped, some are jealous, and many people who are not afraid of death challenge for fame, wealth and status...

After the battle between Wolverine King and Blood Hand, the Black Dragon Club became the overlord of the Hong Kong black market boxing world, for nothing else, because he had the top experts in Hong Kong in charge.

The day after the war, many people came to the Black Dragon Club to issue war letters, but they were all rejected by Long Zhenhai.

Long Zhenhai felt like a mirror in his heart. These people who came to write a war book were all inexperienced characters. He knew very well what they thought.

First, they were killed. Blood Hand was seriously injured after a big battle and would definitely not be able to fight against him. Second, they knew that Long Zhenhai would not let Blood Hand come out so easily.

In fact, everyone knows very well that the Blood Hands are the treasure of the Black Dragon Club. As the saying goes, things are precious because they are rare. Of course, this is the same thing for people who watch the show. If you can see the famous Blood every day

"Who will still be interested in the battle?

Therefore, in fact, those who take this time to write a war letter are just to show that they have "seeds" and dare to challenge the "Blood Hand" to increase their popularity.

I guess among those people, most of them would pee their pants when standing on the ring with the Blood Hand.

But their idea was indeed correct, because Long Zhenhai really thought that way now.

But what Song Xiaotian and Feng Er and others never expected was that Feng Er's unintentional fame brought them a disaster.

At a construction site in Sham Shui Po, Hong Kong, three young migrant workers were whispering something.

"Damn it, I didn't expect them to be hiding in the black market boxing gym. No wonder we searched for a few days without any clues!" An older man frowned and said coldly.

"Boss, do you want to tell him?" A young man, who seemed to be less than a year old, whispered.

"No, you can call up other brothers immediately. We will wait for him to sneak in together in the next game and kill him before reporting to Group He!"

"Um……"

...

Feng Er was indeed seriously injured after the game, with two broken ribs, especially the kick that Qian Kexin repaired him, which caused him to bleeding internally, and the inside of his body was also shocked to suffer internal injuries.

However, compared with the injuries suffered by other boxers in the past, this is nothing. According to the doctor, this is nothing big...

But what others said is reasonable. After all, his injury will not leave any sequelae. As long as you cultivate more, it will be fine. For those who beat people to death and trauma, this is indeed not even a big deal.

Fortunately, Feng Er was very close to Carter at that time. Carter kicked Feng Er away before he reached the peak. Otherwise, he would have been dead that kick.

There are specialized doctors and top medical equipment in the black market boxing gym, which are prepared for the boxers they train themselves in the boxing gym. First, for convenience and timely treatment, and second, for preventing the police from causing trouble.

These doctors are famous doctors poached from large hospitals at high prices, and their medical skills have reached the level of experts. However, they specialize in orthopedic surgery. Generally speaking, except for high-level internal medicine surgery such as heart transplantation, they are all

No problem.

Feng Er's minor injury was just a pediatric department for them, so he directly treated him in the underground boxing gym and did not go to the large hospital outside.

I don’t know if it was Feng Er intentionally or unintentionally. In short, after the battle that day, Feng Er’s jokes seemed to have led to the rapid development of the relationship between him and Qian Kexin.

But in the eyes of others, Qian Kexin should feel a little guilty about trampling Feng Er to bleeding, so she compensated Feng Er, at least what Song Xiaotian thought.

In a ward, Feng Er was lying obediently on the bed, Qian Kexin was feeding him porridge with a serious look on his face. Every time he fed a spoon, Qian Kexin would pout his cherry mouth and gently look at the porridge in the spoon.

I blew it, and it looked like a wife who had been married for many years was serving her husband.

"Xinxin, you are so nice to me!" Feng Er said in a coquettish voice.

"Don't eat or sleep, and talk less when eating!" Qian Kexin said in a whisper. She was always so gentle as ever, and there was rarely anything that would really make her angry.

"Xinxin... wait for me, let's go on a trip together and travel around the world..."

"Xinxin, I'm going too..." At this moment, Song Xiaotian's inconsistency voice came into the room.

"You guys, do you have a little public morality or a little humanitarian spirit? I didn't see that we were having fun chatting here...oh..."

Before Feng Er finished speaking, Qian Kexin blushed and pinched her face so hard that she let out a tragic scream.

"Eat yourself!" Qian Kexin put the porridge on the table next to her and turned her head out.

"Gee..." Xiaohua, who was standing at the door, could not help but cover her mouth and chuckled when she saw Qian Kexin's shy look.

"I said you two have any important national affairs. When will you not come? But you came here to ruin my good things?" Feng Er looked at Song Xiaotian and Xiaohua with an angry look on his face.

"You guys, come and see you kindly. You actually bite Lu Dongbin!" Song Xiaotian pretended to be angry and said, "Xiaohua, let's go..."

"Hey hey... What's the hurry? Since you're here, I'll sit with you. I won't bite you!" Feng Er laughed.

Those stimulating words may work for others, but for Feng Er, a person with a thicker face than the city wall, it is really not work for him.

"We don't have time to sit, we have to go out, we just come here to say hello to you. By the way, I'll remind you, Qian Kexin probably came to take care of you to make up for the kick she stepped on you.

Don’t think wrongly. Don’t fall in love alone wishfully. Don’t know how you drowned..." Song Xiaotian said with contempt and turned around and went out with Xiaohua.

"What do you mean? You are so jealous. Let's go to envy and hate you..." Song Xiaotian and Xiaohua walked more than ten meters away, and they heard Feng Er cursing in the room with extreme disdain.

Song Xiaotian and Xiaohua returned to their room and disguised themselves for a moment. Song Xiaotian had a thorny beard, while Xiaohua became a handsome guy. Both of them were wearing straight suits and wearing a top on their heads.

Black top hat.

He looks gentlemanly and has a bit of a gangster temperament.

Long Zhenhai sent someone to send the two to the ground, and also gave Song Xiaotian a magnetic card, asking someone to teach him how to use it.

Song Xiaotian and Xiaohua got on a Mercedes-Benz 600. Song Xiaotian drove, and Xiaohua sat in the passenger seat and headed straight to Chi Lakko Airport.

"Xiaotian, why did Mr. Qin insist on calling you to pick him up?" Xiaohua asked suspiciously on the way.
Chapter completed!