The best prodigal son

Han Feng really couldn't figure out why these people who are usually full of benevolence and morality would show such disgusting faces now.

Han Feng didn't feel disgusted by boxers who killed opponents on the stage, because it was a necessary condition for them to survive.

He really did not expect that the dark place in the capital city would be such a bloody and dark scene.

"Is there really no problem with this kind of private fight?" Han Feng looked at Hai Fu'an in front of him and asked in a cold voice.

"Mr. Han, who do you think will take care of this?" Hai Fu'an looked at Han Feng and smiled softly.

Hearing Hai Fu'an's words, Han Feng was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Hai Fu'an and frowned, "Of course it's the police..."

"People here, who do you think will tell what happened here? How can the police have evidence?"

When Han Feng heard what Hai Fu'an said, he finally realized it. Indeed, who would come here to tell what happened here?

Boxers obviously don't, and they don't even necessarily have the opportunity to act freely.Not to mention the audience, because they witnessed the whole process. From another perspective, they are all accomplices!
Moreover, seeing Hai Fu'an's calm appearance, it was obvious that someone above had helped to support him. Even if the real police had the evidence, it would not be so easy for Hai Fu'an to be brought to justice.

Han Feng frowned, but now he was curious why Hai Fuan let him watch this boxing match today.

"Aren't you afraid that I will speak out?" Han Feng chuckled.

"Mr. Han, you won't." Hai Fu'an looked at Han Feng and smiled softly, and took off the mask on his face.

"Mr. Han is a smart man. You know how many people you will offend if you do this." Hai Fu'an laughed softly, "If Mr. Han reports it, everyone related to the boxing ring will hate Mr. Han."

"Mr. Han, do you think you have so much energy to deal with so many people's revenge?"

Although Haifuan had a smile on his face, the words that came out of his mouth were quite terrifying.

Han Feng was already able to understand the threat behind Hai Fu'an, and thinking about Jiang Chengfeng telling himself before that their revenge might pay for murder, now he couldn't help but sweat a little.

Han Feng didn't speak anymore, Hai Fu'an saw that Han Feng didn't speak anymore, and now he continued to watch the performance on stage contentedly.

The boxer of the middle-aged man just now had arrived, and when he saw the boxer on the stage, Hai Fuan, who had always been relatively calm, suddenly became imperceptibly flustered.

It seems that Hai Fuan knows the person on stage!

Of course, Hai Fuan not only knew this person on stage, but was also quite familiar with him.

Because the boxer on the stage is inextricably linked with Haifuan!
Hai Fuan frowned, how could he become a boxer here?

"Game start!"

The young man rushed towards the thin monkey like an arrow off the string, and the high-raised elbow fell down dully like a cow's hoof. Sticking to the skinny monkey.

The young man is like a swift and fierce cheetah, jab punching out to the thin monkey's throat, while the other hand is hidden aside and ready to go.

Danger!

The thin monkey's back felt cold, and this idea came up when it was the first time it was fighting with someone. The young man gave the thin monkey an idea that he couldn't resist.

But right now, the thin monkey didn't have a chance to think too much, relying on instinct to avoid the young man's jab, but it couldn't prevent the subsequent attack, just like a lone eagle catching its prey and going straight to the point.

The thin monkey suppressed the pain, grabbed the young man's wrist, took a step back with his left leg, and stepped forward, with a flash of hostility in his eyes, he threw the young man into the air, raised his foot and kicked him up, but was blocked by the other party, feeling in his heart Surprised, he wanted to retract his legs, but the young man was one step ahead of the thin monkey. He reached out and grabbed the thin monkey's heel, and after stabilizing his body, he launched an attack very quickly.

With a cruel smile on the young man's face, he grabbed the thin monkey's heel with his left hand, and punched the thin monkey's knee with his right fist.

The thin monkey's face changed drastically, staring at the young man and trying to pull his legs out, but found that he was stuck in magma and couldn't move. At the same time, the young man's fist was getting closer and closer, and the sharp wind howled and penetrated!
The thin monkey immediately became ruthless, and collided with the young man with force. The huge impact made his fist empty, and the thin monkey took advantage of the situation to escape from the young man's bondage.

The scene of the thin monkey fighting with the young man can be clearly seen on the big screen, and the action is even slowed down so that every audience can clearly see the movements of the thin monkeys.

Although Han Feng couldn't understand punching, he could still understand that the thin monkey was being tightly suppressed by the man, obviously not as light as when he was dealing with the night falcon.

For some reason, Han Feng had a natural liking for the thin monkey on stage, and now he really wanted to wait until after the game to see the thin monkey.

"Mr. Hai, can I have a chat with that skinny monkey after the game?" Han Feng looked at Hai Fu'an beside him.

But Hai Fu'an's whole body was tense now, and he was staring at everything on the stage, obviously very nervous.

"Wait until he survives!" Haifu'an's eyes were full of death, as if the thin monkey was already dead.

The young man didn't stop for a moment, and when the thin monkey broke free from his restraint, he planned his next move.

The thin monkey responded in a hurry, but the young man's boxing skills were completely invisible, like overlapping shadows, but with a sense of art in it, confusing the opponent's eyes.

The young man greeted the thin monkey's head with a right uppercut, and the wind of the fist passed close to the thin monkey's face.

In an instant, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the thin monkey's eyes. In the next second, it was discovered that the young man's left hand had reached the thin monkey's face, and an inch further forward was the thin monkey's head.

Chilled to the bone, the thin monkey turned his head sideways and quickly dodged the fatal blow, seized the opportunity and immediately launched a counterattack at the young man.

The thin monkey stepped forward, throwing over the shoulder disrupted the young man's steps, clasped his upper arm with his backhand and threw it to the ground.

Although it is known that the chance of success is low, at least it can hinder the young man's defense.

Sure enough, just as the thin monkey guessed, the young man supported the ground with one hand, tapped the ground with his toes, and attacked the thin monkey.

When the thin monkey reacted and wanted to continue to attack, the initiative had already fallen into the opponent's hands.

This evenly matched boxing match instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the audience!