Nomenclature of Night

"Huang Zixian was beaten and cried because your knight is really angry, right?" Li Shutong asked.

"Yeah," Qing Chen nodded.

Li Shutong said with emotion: "Then you are a little bit pungent."

Qing Chen said, "Fortunately, you reminded me before I started the fight. I realized that I still have an advantage in this respect. Master, I want to know what the effects of other knights' innocence have? Is there anything like me."

Li Shutong said: "The knight's innocence is varied, but it is really not repeated. Your uncle's is making people vomiting, your teacher's is making people feel tactile, and your second teacher... is to make people feel like him."

"Wait!" Qing Chen looked at Master in shock and inexplicably: "Why the Second Master's knight is so domineering?"

"I don't know this," Li Shutong sighed, "In the actual combat, his knight's innocence is quite good, and it can make the morale down. He is fighting with him, and suddenly he can't get off. Got it."

"In this way, Master, your true qi is already relatively serious," Qing Chen said with emotion.

"Of course not everyone's Chivalry Chi is good for fighting," Li Shutong said: "There is an illusion of excitement with the Chivalry of a predecessor, so when Chivalry was poured into the enemy for the first time, the predecessor. The beatings were particularly cruel."

Qing Chen was dumbfounded.

However, Li Shutong said at this time: "In the Knights Organization, there has never been a genuine anger that has repeated the effects of others, except for yours."

Qing Chen was puzzled: "Me? Did the knights' organization appear to have the same anger that can make people cry?"

"Yes," Li Shutong nodded.

"Which other senior is like this?"

"The founder of the Knights Organization is the one who carved the four words eternal youth on the cliffs of the green mountains," Li Shutong stood up after speaking, "rest early, Master go out to do something, you may watch it all the time of the next day. I’m gone. I’ll take you back to Prison 18 on Sunday morning the next day."

"Well," Qing Chen asked, "Master, can I go to the boxing gym alone?"

"Of course it can, and it's where you should go the most now," Li Shutong said: "When you don't have to beat the Tigerweight opponent with the Cavaliers' innocence, you can consider the next life and death barrier."

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Countdown 40:00:00.

At eight o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door.

Qing Chen got up from the bed dumbfounded, and when he got up, the injuries all over his body began to tear like pain, as if the whole person was about to split.

But he didn't say a word, just moved slowly to the door: "Who?"

Yangyang's voice sounded: "Me, go to school together!"

"That..." Qing Chen hesitated: "I don't want to go to school for something today, so go ahead."

Yangyang outside the door glanced at Zheng Yi, feeling a little strange.

Yangyang asked: "What's wrong with your voice? It sounds a bit wrong."

At this moment, half of Qing Chen's face was swollen like bread, and his words leaked a bit, which of course didn't sound right.

The reason why he didn't go to school was because he was worried that his classmates would see him like a ghost.

Moreover, he did have difficulty moving today, and it hurts even if he moves.

Qing Chen is a very strong person, even if he hurts him again, he didn't say a word at this moment.

But being strong doesn't mean he has to go to school with his injuries. It's not being strong, it's stupid.

Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "I'm fine, you go to school quickly, or you will be late."

"Okay," Yangyang took Zheng Yi's hand and walked to the elevator.

When the two girls got on the light rail train on the 66th floor, Zheng Yi said in a low voice, "Aren't you worried about Qingchen classmate? I feel like he has something wrong."

"It's okay," Yang Yang helped Qing Chen round: "He probably didn't wake up. This person liked to skip class before."

Yangyang had already judged that Qing Chen was injured, but she didn't want to understand how the other party was injured.

Two young girls are standing in a crowded train. There is always a force field next to Yangyang covering the two of them. Anyone who wants to get closer will be invisibly slid away, like two magnets of the same pole can never get close. .

The silver-haired girl Zheng Yi was holding the ring of the light rail with one hand, and her small shoulder bag with the other hand. She watched the light rail drive by in the air and shuttled from building to building, not knowing why she felt so happy.

It may be because she has a much smaller burden in life, or it may be because she, who is a little more lonely, has more friends.

At this time, Yangyang asked: "Zheng Yi, I saw a civilian electric shock baton in your bag yesterday. Do you usually carry this with you?"

"Yeah," Zheng Yi nodded, "My home is in District 9, and I have to be careful every time I go back on weekends. If something goes wrong there, even if you call the police, it will be two hours after the police arrive at the scene."

"So slow?" Yangyang frowned.

"Yeah," Zheng Yi nodded: "Mum said, those federal policemen are afraid of guns at the crime scene. If they go too in time, they may be shot. If they go later, they will be finished after the case is over. The lives of the nine districts are worthless."

Yangyang looked out of the window, and it was clearly a city that looked very beautiful. The buildings seemed to stand in a fairyland, but life at the bottom was so difficult.

She accidentally opened Zheng Yi's refrigerator last night, only to find that there was only the cheapest protein bar in it, and the cheapest multivitamin on the table.

At that moment Yangyang understood why Zheng Yi had to study hard. That was the last effort the people at the bottom could make. They could only change their destiny through knowledge.

After arriving at school, Yangyang suddenly found that the students in Class 3 of the second grade were head-to-head. When she and Zheng Yi entered the class, the discussion stopped and they looked at her.

She curiously asked a male classmate: "What's the matter?"

"Last night, two classmates followed their cousin to watch the boxing match, and it turned out that the transfer student who is very familiar with you was actually on the ring," the male student whispered, "They said that Qingchen was in Haitang. The boxing gym also has a flower named Qing Xiaotu, who was rated as a rookie for the first time last night, and he was rated as a tiger."

The black fist that can separate life and death in the octagonal cage can't make it to the table, but many federal people like to watch this, especially teenagers.

The male student looked at Yangyang curiously: "Did you two walk together after school yesterday, don't you know?"

"I really don't know," Yangyang replied.

The student who had watched the boxing match exclaimed: "I saw Qing Chen in the qualifying match yesterday with my own eyes. He was beaten at first, but later became particularly vigorous. However, after reaching the Tigerweight level, Qing Chen seemed to be just like that. It’s a bit too much to deal with. He was beaten by Huang Zixian for more than ten minutes before he came back."

Yangyang nodded, then she knew why Qing Chen didn't come to school today.

To be honest, she has also been to see Black Boxing. There are hundreds of Black Boxing venues in the entire city on the 18th. One family is more fierce than the other, and Qing Chen must have color on her body now.

Just listen to another male student who was on the scene last night continuing to say: "Student Qing Chen didn’t have a chance to deal with it, okay, I think the most exciting boxing match last night was that. You don’t know, Qing Chen At first he couldn't adapt to the tiger-weight rhythm, and he was squeezed to the edge of the octagonal cage. Later, he didn’t know how he broke out of blood, and he used the injury-for-injury and life-for-life style of play against the opponent. The old boxing king was restrained, and finally beat the opponent and cried!"

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At this moment, Qing Chen was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and rested. He didn't know that a discussion about him was unfolding in the class.

Qing Chen knew that Uncle Li's purpose in taking him to the ring was to let him digest the power he had gained in actual combat.

Every knight is promoted to skip stages, so they must have a process of familiarizing themselves with themselves.

It's like a child who suddenly gets ten million, but he only knows that ten million can buy a lollipop, but he doesn't know that ten million can also be used to buy a house, a car, or an RV.

Moreover, Qing Chen is different from those who have been trained, the training he received is only the time that Ye Wan hastily taught.

So he needs to constantly review, observe, and learn, which is what he is best at.

Every day in the boxing hall, desperate fights take place, and the fighters are also the ones who are the most proficient in fighting skills, so the knights of the past will honed them there.

Just as Li Shutong said before leaving: When you don't need to beat the Tigerweight boxer with innocent knights, you can start thinking about the next life and death.

The meaning of this sentence is to let Qing Chen learn the best fighting skills from the best black boxers in the best boxing gym in District 4.

At that time, he was not a fool with nothing but power.

Thinking of this, Qing Chen ended today's replay, and took his mobile phone to make a call: "Hey, hello, this is Qing Xiaotu, can you let the nanny car come to pick me up?"

On the other side of the phone came Jiang Xiaotang’s laughter: “Okay, let’s make arrangements for you. You are now a popular boxer in our boxing gym. You can come whenever you want. Let me see, your father’s address is Luoshen. Mansion, right?"

"Well, it's Luoshen Building, thank you," Qing Chen hung up.

He was a little puzzled. It is reasonable to say that this kind of call shouldn't be answered by the boxing gym's staff? How could it be directly on the boxing gym owner's cell phone?

Soon the nanny car arrived, and Qing Chen sat in the luxurious nanny car and found that the table next to the seat had already prepared him with fruits and refreshments.

The black nanny car passes through the huge and intricate city, as if walking between a maze.

After dozens of minutes, the babysitter car drove directly into the back door of the boxing gym, but was stunned when Qing Chen opened the door.

Seeing Huang Zixian sitting in a wheelchair waiting quietly, when he saw Qing Chen get out of the car, he stood up with difficulty.

Qing Chen looked at it.

The injury on the opponent's body was more serious than that of him. His left arm was hanging, and it seemed that his bones were damaged.

It's just that Qing Chen is a little strange. The other party has suffered such a serious injury.

But seeing Huang Zixian push away the assistant who wanted to support him with his right hand, and then bowed to Qing Chen: "Boss Jiang told me you are coming, so I came out from the hospital next door and waited here, so I wanted to say thank you. "

Qing Chen shook his head and said, "Actually, you don't have to. At that time, you no longer have the ability to fight. I don't have to kill you."

Huang Zixian shook his head: "The other people in the octagonal cage may not be as kind as you. Maybe you didn't often come to the boxing gym or watch the black boxing before, so I don't know how cruel the octagonal cage is. But I know very well. What kind of place is this, and thank you in place of my wife and children. If I died yesterday, they would end up miserably."

Before Qing Chen could say anything, Huang Zixian continued: "My thanks are sincere. I may not be able to have more substantial sincerity, but time will prove everything. I owe you my life. I will arrange the family affairs as soon as possible. At that time, this life can be returned to you at any time."

Qing Chen looked at Huang Zixian, the other's eyes were extremely serious.

Above the ring, everyone is an opponent, but below the ring, each other is also a living person. Have a wife, have children, have relatives, can joke and drink.

Qing Chen had not explored what kind of person the opponent was before, but at this moment, he also felt the courage and personality of the tigerweight champion from the opponent.

Qing Chen was silent for a moment: "Okay, I have written down the favor you owe."

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Thank you four brothers, ten sticks, and two for becoming the new alliance of this book, and thank the boss, the boss is magnificent.

Let me explain here that there is only this chapter today. Ren Xiaosu had nightmares in the two days and nights and couldn’t fall asleep with fear every day. Last night I was tossed and woke up seven or eight times. I was indeed out of state today. I wrote a lot but deleted one. Most of it, so there are only so many today.

I will make up today’s update tomorrow.