Taurus's heart moved, and a thought had just formed, which made him blurt out: "To be honest, Mr. Zang, you said that the most powerful A-level boxer in our boxing ring is the king."

As soon as he spoke, mouse and Datou guessed what he wanted to say. Both of them were shocked and angry, but they did not dare to show it on their faces.

After hearing this nickname, Mr. Zang couldn't help but smile and shook his head and said, "King? I heard that the nickname is quite domineering."

It is actually hard to match the reputation of Zang, who always thinks so.

Generally speaking, the more domineering the nickname, the earlier you die. For example, "Overlord", "Martial God", etc., it is called "Chili", and "Black" and "Black" often live to the end.

"He is more domineering!" Taurus deliberately used his expression and movement to increase the tone he wanted to express: "He started from the C-level boxing match and won all the way to the A-level, and he won 29 games in a row, and he was about to beat the A-level! From the moment he walked onto the ring, he had never suffered a defeat!"

"Oh?" Old Zang raised his eyebrows. As the chief teacher of the Black Star S-level boxer, he had seen many geniuses, but the one who could win 29 games in a row still aroused his interest: "Very good! It's him! Haha, it's just that you need such a whetstone to grind out a sword that is as sharp as mud!"

After hearing what Mr. Zang said, Taurus was filled with joy.

Very good, that's it. Mr. Zang trained all the good seeds of S-level boxers. No matter how powerful the king is, can he still be a good preparation for S-level boxers?

If he beats the preparatory S-level boxer to death, hum, he will definitely offend Mr. Zang. I heard that Mr. Zang is very protective of his shortcomings...

"Old Zang..." The mouse's face was pale. How could Taurus have thought of what he could have thought of? He was about to speak, but his head gently pulled him without any trace.

The mouse looked at Datou, who shook his head slightly.

"What?" Mr. Zang looked at the mouse, and obviously smiled in a good mood: "Do you have a boxer you want to recommend?"

"...No, Mr. Zang." The mouse gritted his teeth and finally made a decision: "Old Mr. Zang, the king, is the one who is absent from our four great King Kongs."

"Is that true?" Mr. Zang smiled disconcerted: "It's rare to be a boxer and a King Kong again."

In desperation, the mouse had to say again: "He signed a contract with the boxing ring for thirty games, but later because of his meritorious service, the four major kings were vacant, so he was allowed to make up for the position. He had played twenty-nine games, and he was only the last one."

"Oh? It turned out to be the last battle, it's not bad." Old Zang nodded as if he didn't hear what the mouse meant, "It's interesting."

Seeing that Mr. Zang had no intention of changing his words, the mouse bit the bullet and took out his last trump card: "Old Mr. Zang, the king is the most optimistic person in the White Dragon's leader, and he has added the position of the four major kings. Otherwise, it would be better to change one? There are still many A-level boxers in our boxing ring..."

After hearing what the mouse said, the big head who cared about him couldn't help but look pale.

Taurus was smirking secretly. The idiot actually dared to use the white dragon to suppress Mr. Zang. Mr. Zang may not be the opponent of the white dragon, but his identity is transcendent. Even the white dragon cannot use power to suppress him. It is even more impossible for him to turn against Mr. Zang just because of a king. You are smart all your life. I didn't expect to get out of such a confused chess. I'm really looking for death. Hahahaha...

Two blades suddenly shot out from Zang Lao's turbid old eyes. In an instant, the mouse felt like his body was being dug up and boned.

But in a blink of an eye, Mr. Zang's eyes returned to the ordinary smile: "That's even more interesting! I want to see which one is better, the one that is better, or the one that I am optimistic about! Hahaha..."

The mouse was as if he was thundered, and stood there for a while before he came to his senses.

Big Tou hurriedly held him. As soon as his hand touched Mouse's body, he felt that Mouse was trembling violently and couldn't help but sigh:

Mouse, mouse, although the king saved your life by chance, you can repay his debt of kindness by pushing him to the top of the four great kings. Now he is still in front of Mr. Zang, risking his life to stand up for him. It's so stupid...

But... it’s because you are so stupid that we are brothers!

I hope the king won't let you down...

Taurus was smiling and she wanted to get rid of the king. She had originally wanted to kill the king, but she didn't expect that the mouse came to her door to seek death. When she turned around, Mr. Zang would definitely be asking for trouble for the mouse. Humph, then there would be only one big head left. Is this Black City still the world of Taurus?

The three young people brought by Mr. Zang were not as respectful as Taurus and others. Instead, they were all very casual and had outstanding personalities.

The most eye-catching thing is a white beauty in exposed clothes. Her long wavy golden hair reaches her plump and round buttocks. She is so sexy and seductive when she is at least 180 cm tall. What's even more amazing is that she seems to be not wearing underwear. She is surging on her chest when she walks, and there are two small bumps when she stops.

On her left was a boy in a very hip-hop style, with his hands in his big pocket, a baseball cap and golden sunglasses chewing something in his mouth.

The young man on her right side looked the most ordinary, with a medium figure and mediocre appearance, but he had a pair of big hands that were disproportionate to his body. Those big hands looked bigger than the hands of a basketball player and rougher than the hands of an old farmer.

When Mr. Zang and Taurus were talking, the three of them seemed to be walking around casually, but they also had private communication.

The hip-hop teenager obviously has a good impression of the blonde beauty. His eyes kept peeking at the blonde beauty's chest under the cover of sunglasses, constantly making no words to talk. The blonde beauty heard more and said less, while the big-handed man occasionally interjected, but it can also be seen that he had a crush on the blonde beauty, but it was much more obscure than the hip-hop teenager.

"Sister Mao, do you think there will be any particularly powerful opponents in this boxing ring?" The hip-hop boy said while chewing: "Teacher Zang has taken us to fight several times, and those people are vulnerable, haha!"

"I don't know." The blonde beauty casually tweaked her hair, but since she answered, it means that she was still interested in this topic.

The big-handed man immediately inserted in like a wild wolf smelling the fishy smell and said, "You are newcomers, maybe I don't know. I have been here before. The Black City level in the mountain city base is very low, so the level of the underground boxing ring is also low, as if the highest is A-level boxing competition. So there should be no particularly powerful opponent. As long as you perform normally, it is possible to kill your opponent in seconds."

"Really?" The blonde beauty smiled happily after hearing this: "Thank you for your iron hand."

Seeing that the man with big hands snatched the words again, the hip-hop boy turned his face unhappily and spitted the chewy things in his mouth to the ground.

Suddenly, there were squirting blood on the ground. It turned out that the hip-hop boy was not chewing gum, but betel nut.

The blonde beauty and the big-handed man gave him a blank look in disgust, but it was not seen by the hip-hop teenager.

It was soon evening, and when night fell, Wang Ge returned to Heicheng.

As usual, he went to his brother's black shop to deliver his harvest today. When he saw Wang Ge curly, he immediately said, "Master, you are back. Today, the mouse boss came to you with urgent matters and said that he had called you a lot but couldn't get through. He sent someone to notify me that if you come back, you will ask him to call him back immediately."

Wang Ge was stunned for a moment, and this time he remembered to check his communication watch.

When he looked, he realized that he had no idea when the communication watch was already in a broken state. He recalled that it was probably broken accidentally when he was fighting with insects and beasts.

"I understand, lend me your communication watch." Wang Ge dialed the mouse with a curly communication watch. After the phone was connected, Wang Ge asked with a smile: "Mouse, I am the king. My communication watch is broken. Is there anything urgent to do?"

"You are back..." Mouse's voice pretended to be relaxed, but Wang Ge could hear the heavy feeling in his heart through the phone.

Can mouse not be heavy in his heart? King, you are really my dear brother! Even if you come back early? Do you have to rush back with the time?

Before, they invited Mr. Zang and three seed boxers, and the mouse was still hoping that if Wang Ge could come back at this time and toast Mr. Zang at the table, he would have room to ease his mind.

No matter how bad it is, you can observe your opponent at the dinner table first? Let’s help you with indirect measures, and maybe you can fool the opponent’s trump card!

You came before the opening, what else can I say? The mouse sighed: "Master, come to the field, let's talk in the boxer's lounge."

"Okay." Wang Ge looked at the time and it was almost time to prepare.

Wang Ge rushed to the boxer's lounge with his spare tire, pushed open the door and went in, but saw mouse and Datou sitting side by side on the sofa waiting for him.

Wang Ge, who had an ominous premonition before, stopped the spare tire, and said with a wink: "You are waiting for me outside, don't let anyone in."

The spare tire went out to guard the door obediently. Wang Ge looked at the mouse and then at Datou, and asked, "What's the matter?"

He had quickly analyzed what might happen, but he was now one of the four great King Kongs, and even Taurus did not dare to cheat him casually, so he really couldn't imagine any major event.

"Brother, you're having a big deal this time..." Datou shook his big head and told Mr. Zang about what happened, because the mouse would definitely not say what he did for Mr. Zang for Wang Ge, but as a brother, Datou must let Wang Ge know.

"What we know now is that your opponent will be a man named "Iron Hand". I don't know if he is the strongest, but he is the only veteran among the three seed boxers." The mouse walked up to Wang Ge and habitually patted Wang Ge's hips: "I'm sorry, brother, we can only help you get here."
Chapter completed!