Interstellar star overlord Bo Qi

A few boxers followed into the background, some of them looked very weak, and their physique was not as good as his!It feels like it will be ko.

There is also a very strong one, two meters tall, but his face is sallow, and he seems to be terminally ill.

Seeing Bo Qi observing the boxers one by one, Shang Fang whispered in his ear, "These people are sick and dying, they come out to seek violent income, and strive to earn a sum of money for their family before they die, tsk tsk tsk poor."

"You will give them money?" Bo Qiliang questioned.

"Of course, it's unconscionable money and we can't take it."

I don't know if this sentence slapped Bo Qi in the face, or slapped Shang Fang himself to death!

"Then why do I give so little?"

Shang Fang smiled, "You are a little black charcoal boss, you don't understand anything, and you perform so poorly on stage, using a hidden weapon is immoral, you know that? I thought you were the kind of brat who would give as much as you want, maybe Just give it a little and you'll be happy!..."

"What is Heitantou?"

"Heitantou means miner, but I didn't expect that your kid was so shabby, and the beating was still hurtful. I can only blame you for being unlucky."

"Then why do you have to come, I don't know anything, why should I come?"

Bo Qimu asked with a handsome scumbag face as he watched the two sick patients come to the stage to die.

"Why? You don't know your current force value, do you? The whole street wants you, boy, as long as you have to go to the martial arts scene, hey, don't ask me why, the boss just said that he will get you here at all costs, and the rest I don't know either, but then again, how can you compare to me, cut."

Bo Qi glanced at him up and down, and said, "The height is about 1.7 meters five, the appearance is average, and the fights are all based on threats. This is what I have seen so far."

"Hey, praise you, you're still breathing, brat."

Bo Qi followed Shang Fang to the stroll, it must be said that it was really leisurely.

When Shang Fang passed by the bar occasionally, the bartender would pour him a glass, and he asked Bo Qi to drink it a few times, but Bo Qi refused.

It's not because Bo Qi is underage, but Bo Qi doesn't like wine at all, either it's bitter, or it's bitter like juice, or it's too spicy.

Everyone said it was enjoyment, but in Bo Qi's view, it was suffering.

Bo Qi's walk along the way has attracted many men and women to pay attention to him. Only Bo Qi, who is good-looking, doesn't think he is good-looking. Maybe it's just these days, and he even has a mirror For no reason, he even forgot that he was handsome.

Bo Qi dismissed the attention of these people from Liuxiang or those women and men who came with those gamblers, and treated each other coldly.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is an ice cube.

During the shouting, the two sick youngsters on the boxing ring were fighting fiercely, and Shang Fang and Bo Qixian showed off how chivalrous they were.

"In our place, there is such a match every Monday. This competition is their sacrifice to defend their families, and it is also the boss's charity day. Only two hardest masters are selected every week."

"Then they also want to thank you for the two copper coins."

Bo Qi felt that they were not good people, because they deeply hurt his heart.