Metropolis: Start to reward a commercial street

You can search for the latest chapters in Baidu for "City: Start Reward for a Commercial Street Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)"!At this time, in the bar on the other side, after sending Yang Zixing away, the youth immediately called Qiaozheng.

"Boss, I have sent people over!"

"People? Who?" Qiao Zheng asked puzzled.

"The person you arranged for the competition! It is Mr. Yang who beat us into the hospital last time."

Qiao Zheng immediately reacted, and the other party was referring to Yang Zixing.

He did send him an invitation to watch the game, but he didn't expect that he would really pass. If he had known it, he would have waited there to greet him personally.

"Yeah! Well done! If the other party has any requirements, you must meet them. Let me entertain you!"

"Don't worry, boss!" The young man patted his chest, and then complimented, "With Mr. Yang's help this time, we can finally exhale once, boss, you have the skills!"

If someone like Yang Zixing can be invited over, his admiration for the boss is like a surging river.

Qiao Zheng listened to his words and suddenly realized something was wrong: "What did you just say?"

"I said, rest assured, boss, this time..."

"No, the last sentence!"

The youth thought for a while: "The person you arranged for the competition..."

Qiaozheng immediately knew what was wrong and slapped his thigh and said, "You won't send him to the competition, will you?"

"Uh... isn't it?"

"Of course not! Didn't you see that invitation? He is here to watch the game, not to participate!"

The underground competition held this time is organized by some forces in Xinghai City. They will contest the strongest person to represent Xinghai City in a duel with several surrounding cities. The final winner will win the underground of several cities. The right to speak.

Qiaozheng has been unable to shrink back over the years because Xinghai City's right to speak is actually in the hands of other people, and he is nothing more than a local snake.

Unable to control the voice of these cities, he will always be just a gangster.

The last time Xinghai City had the right to speak was ten years ago, when the underground king of Xinghai City was not him, but Zhuang Dong.

Ever since Zhuang Dong chose to go ashore and abdicate, the power of Xinghai City has been sluggish and has been suppressed by several other cities.

And Hashimoto wanted to use this opportunity to completely get rid of the previous situation. For this reason, he has cultivated several good players over the years, intending to be shameless. According to the past situation, this time the champion will be him.

However, now with Yang Zixing's participation, the situation is not necessarily the same.Bashan Love Novel Network www.83love.com

He wasn't worried that the game would be disturbed by him, but he was afraid that he would offend the opponent.

Originally, I accepted the invitation to watch the game happily, but inexplicably became one of the contestants. I had to fight a bunch of brainless guys, and no one would be angry.

"Invitation? What invitation?" The youth also realized that something was wrong.

"Pig brain!" Qiao Zheng yelled and shouted into the phone: "Immediately send someone down to inform and cross out his name from the contestants!"

After hanging up, he got up and rushed outside: "I hope it's still too late!"

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"Have you seen them? These are the most professional fighters, and they have just signed up for this event!" Li Hu sneered.

"What does it have to do with me?" Yang Zixing glanced at him, grabbed Xiaowen's hand and walked to the side, without even intending to ignore him.

"Stop!" Li Hu stretched out a hand to stop him, "Did I let you go?"

"Do you want to experience the taste of that day again?" Yang Zixing sneered.

Li Hu stepped back subconsciously, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but then realized that he was a little gaffe, and this time he was no longer alone, there were three helpers behind him, so there was no need to be afraid of each other.

Thinking of this, he puffed up his chest: "Don't worry, I won't be too heavy in my hand later, I will interrupt you at most, and I won't kill you."

"No wonder!" Yang Zixing said, wondering if this guy was stupid by him last time, and he said some nonsense.

Behind him, Ding Wenhua's face became a little ugly, planning to find an opportunity to take him away.

If it were a normal game, it would be fine, but now it is obviously targeted by other people. Take a look at the physique of the three opposite people, and then look at Yang Zixing. He feels that there is basically no suspense. When the time comes on stage, I am afraid that the scolding will come. The opponent's poisonous hand.

He really couldn't figure out why the boss of the bridge would let his sub-stars represent the competition. Isn't this he obviously wanted to lose the game!

Li Hu left a few ruthless words and left with a few people.

"Quickly go!" Ding Wenhua whispered, holding Yang Zixing's hand, and then taking him away.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid of him!" Yang Zixing thought he was afraid of Li Hu.

"This is not the place you should come!" Ding Wenhua sighed, "Although I don't know why Qiao Zheng chose you, you shouldn't come here, let alone bring Xiaowen!"

Yang Zixing became more confused: "Huazi, what are you talking about?"

At this time, the whole venue suddenly became quiet, and then there was a sound from the broadcast.

"The next one is Zhao Lei who represents King Wang, and the other is Yang Zixing who represents King Bridge. Let us welcome them!"