The five people looked at Jiang Fan in surprise, thinking that he was talking nonsense. Jiang Fan walked to the wall opposite the iron gate, silently recited the curse of passing through the wall, and immediately came out of the wall. Brother Sheng and the five people were stunned, "The boss is passing through the wall!" Xiaoqiang exclaimed.

Brother Sheng couldn't believe his eyes. He was dreaming that he reached out to pinch his hand and felt the pain. He realized that the boss was really passing through the wall just now.

After Jiang Fan walked out of the wall, he found that there was no one around, only the searchlights in the distance were illuminating back and forth. In the direction Xiao Qiang pointed, Jiang Fan quickly found the processing factory in the prison, and more than a dozen prison guards stood at the entrance of the factory.

Jiang Fan immediately escaped into the underground and entered the basement of the processing factory. He heard shouts and whistles from afar. The black boxing venue was at the corner of the basement. There was a particularly large venue, with a platform in the center, surrounded by railings, and two boxers were fighting inside the railings.

Both boxers were naked, one was wearing blue pants, and the other was wearing red pants. The two of them fought barely. The blue pants were beaten to the point of blood, their body was shaking, and they were about to fall down.

The audience below were very excited, "Damn, come on! Don't fall down, I'll bet a million!"

"Damn it, fuck him up! They were like they didn't eat it! Better!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan remembered the underground arena in the West. The situation was very similar, except that the people here were prisoners and prison guards. Jiang Fan mixed into the crowd, and no one noticed him at this time. Everyone was staring at the two boxers on the stage.

Jiang Fan looked around and finally saw the warden Bu Shiren and the female prison guard Qin Xiaoyue on the viewing table. Bu Shiren put one hand on Qin Xiaoyue's shoulder, the other hand was groping in her arms, and his mouth was still shouting.

Qin Xiaoyue also shouted, and put one hand into Bu Shiren's crotch and groped, as if she was digging something.

The game on the stage ended, and the boxer in blue pants was knocked down by the boxer in red pants. The audience immediately started to scream and cries came.

"Damn, the guy with blue pants is really a waste, and I'm going to lose money!"

Then a beautiful female host came on stage, "Everyone, next is the cold-eyed evil god Geng Feng who won ten consecutive games against the deadly iron-legged martial strongman who won fifteen consecutive games! The cold-eyed evil god Geng Feng and the deadly iron-legged martial strongman are five to two, so everyone can bet."

Jiang Fan was surprised when he heard Geng Feng's name. Unexpectedly, he also participated in the black boxing. At this time, Geng Feng stood on the stage with bare arms. He said nothing, as cold as a piece of ice, and his eyes shot out like a cheetah seeing prey.

Opposite Geng Feng was a man taller and stronger than him. He was bald, with scars on his face, and his chest was muscular and densely packed with scars. He was Wu Qiang, who claimed to be deadly iron legs. This guy was originally a bodyguard, but he went to Qinghu Prison because of killing people.

Wu Qiang once went to Dai Kingdom to learn Daiquan and won the title of Daiquan Warrior. His feet were as hard as iron. A small tree with a bowl thickness can be kicked off by just a light sweeping its legs, which shows the power of his leg skills.

In addition, Wu Qiang is tall and one fist taller than Geng Feng. When the two of them stood together, Wu Qiang was obviously better than Geng Feng. Wu Qiang kept waving to the audience below and shouted: "I, Wu Qiang, are invincible! A must-kill!"

Someone from the audience immediately shouted: "I will win if I take my life!"

Faced with these noisy things, Geng Feng did not react at all, his face was cold, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Jiang Fan secretly exclaimed: "Damn, Geng Feng has a good determination. It seems that Wu Qiang will definitely lose!"

Jiang Fan judged that Geng Feng would win from Geng Feng's expression, because fighting mainly depends on a person's momentum. The stronger the momentum, the greater the chance of victory.

With the sound of the bell, the game began. Wu Qiang swung his punch and then raised his legs to attack Geng Feng's abdomen. He was good at legs, and his legs were like double sticks, flying up and down.

Geng Feng was calm and did not panic, and his feet were as fast as sliding in, and his fists were like meteors, and he counterattacked. After a few rounds, Geng Feng was kicked in the leg, and he took the opportunity to hit Wu Qiang's shoulder.

With a bang, Wu Qiang was knocked back a few steps, and he felt a pain in his shoulder. If he hadn't practiced the Seven-Star Horizontal Practice, the punch would have broken his shoulder.

Geng Feng was kicked by Wu Qiang and felt pain. If he hadn't experienced hard training, he would not have been able to withstand such a fierce blow.

Geng Feng hit Wu Qiang's shoulder and found that the opponent's shoulder was as hard as iron. He knew that Wu Qiang had been practicing horizontally. His only weakness was his crotch. So Geng Feng kicked out three legs in a row, and his first two legs attacked Wu Qiang's weak ribs. The third leg suddenly changed its trajectory and attacked Wu Qiang's crotch.

Wu Qiang could not dodge at all, and was kicked by Geng Feng. With a bang, Wu Qiang was not hurt at all! Geng Feng was surprised, "Haha, I have practiced the iron level skill, and the bottom is as hard as iron!" Wu Qiang said with a smile.

Geng Feng still said nothing, and he continued to attack Wu Qiang. A few minutes later, Wu Qiang got hit by Geng Feng's legs again. Wu Qiang was still unscathed, "Haha, you can't break my seven-star practice!" Wu Qiang smiled proudly.

Geng Feng frowned slightly. Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Wu Qiang, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Brother, the door of Qixingheng is under his armpit. As long as you attack his ribs, his Qixingheng practice will be broken!"

Geng Feng was shocked. Someone actually sent a message to his mind. There was such a clever person in the prison! According to the prompts of the sound in his mind, Geng Feng lured Wu Qiang to take action and looked for an opportunity to attack his armpit.

Wu Qiang basically never leaves his elbows and his elbows. It is not easy for Geng Fenggao to attack his ribs. When he was worried, he remembered the voice in his mind: "As long as I guide you to attack him!"

Geng Feng followed the sound in his mind, and swayed his move to attack Wu Qiang's eyes, then revealed his flaws, allowing Wu Qiang to attack. Wu Qiang was indeed trapped, and his elbow finally lifted up, revealing his armpits.

The opportunity was not missed. Geng Feng hit Wu Qiang under the armpit with a punch. Wu Qiang screamed, and his seven-star horizontal training was broken. Then Geng Feng hit a combo, and Wu Qiang got kicked a few times in his head, abdomen, and crotch, and fell to the ground with a scream.

The audience immediately shouted, and someone immediately scolded: "Damn, what a deadly iron leg, shit!"

"Oh, the cold-eyed evil god won! That's great, I won the money!" someone shouted immediately.

The warden Bu Shiren, who was watching, was surprised and said, "I didn't expect this person to defeat the deadly iron leg! It was so unexpected to me!"

"Yes, I feel that this person has great potential. We must train him well!" said the female prison guard Qin Xiaoyue.

"Well, I need to train him well!" Bu Shiren nodded.

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