Shura love

"Why did you bring me here?"

Turning around and raising his head, Yan Moshang's cold eyes locked firmly on his side face wearing the nighthawk mask, vaguely, he seemed to have guessed his purpose.

"Are you scared? My stray cat!"

Without answering his question directly, Di Mojun smiled, lifted his long hair with his hand and leaned over to imprint a kiss. Where no one saw, his blue eyes quickly slid across a touch of bloodthirsty that only wild animals have, Stray cats, the real hell is close at hand, do you dare to accept this challenge?

"Hehe... I don't have the word fear in my dictionary, Di Mojun, if you can do it, so can I."

After the words fell, Di Mojun couldn't help but froze his body again, and then he smiled in relief. As expected of his stray cat, he kept his shrewd and calm at all times. Yes, he is the god of death who walked out from here. Boxing Nighthawk.

"Then I'll wait and see."

After whispering in his ear, Di Mojun raised his head, pulled his right hand lightly, and Yan Moshang, who was about to say something, instantly fell into his arms.

"Hehe... who am I supposed to be? It turns out it's our boxing champion Nighthawk. You haven't appeared for five years. What brought you here today?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar bass came in suddenly. Hearing the sound, the tall and handsome Kate Ryan walked over with seven or eight burly and expressionless men. The man Feng Lan saw was obviously different. He was elegant and noble in Feng Lan. He was not at all like the legendary underworld boss. Instead, he gave people the feeling of a noble prince. Now, he still has that kind of personality on his body. The unattainable superiority, but there is still a bright domineering, brutal, vicious and bloodthirsty image in it, a vivid image of the black boss.

"Kate, stay safe!"

Letting go of Yan Moshang and giving him a deep hug, Di Mojun looked down at the boxing ring: "That's the new boxing champion you said is expected to surpass me?"

"Well, his name is Xiao Hanxing, he is 22 years old, and he is from East Asia. He has received the toughest and cruelest training in my training base for nearly three months. He just stood out from more than 1000 people last month. You have won 56 fights in a row, not far from your record of [-] fights, Nighthawk, are you interested in going down to play with him?"

Standing side by side with him, Kate stared at Xiao Hanxing below with him, and could not hide her pride in her words, but anyone who came out of his training base alive was a real killing machine. In life, their only belief is to win, and keep winning until one day they are knocked down and killed!This is the only fate of a black market boxer.

"Are you willing?"

Cursing his lips and glanced at him, Di Mojun grabbed Yan Moshang and pushed him in front of him.

"What's the meaning?"

Looking at Yan Moshang who was also wearing a nighthawk mask in surprise, Kate, who had already guessed what he wanted to do, lost her voice, didn't she, didn't Lin Zi say that he loved this new favorite?Xiao Hanxing is not the same as Long Moting, he is slender and thin, and he probably burps if he can't catch a punch.