Noble Husband At the Door novel Chapter 959

How do you want to die?

The simple words lifted the atmosphere to the highest point again.

Everyone in the audience felt as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

However, the moment when Shan Qing raised his hand, the boxing venue immediately became dead silent again. This was enough to show how strong Shan Qing's control over his strength was.

"It seems that no one is optimistic about you. Have you thought about the consequences after you fight for Saber Twelve?" After saying that, Shan Qing raised his head, looked at Saber Twelve in the stands, and continued, "You carry the title of underground boxing champion, but you're a coward. Are you so afraid of death?"

"My appearance is already enough." Samuel said.

Shan Qing laughed loudly, so did the audience in the stands, as if they had heard a big joke.

"This guy's tone is really arrogant. He doesn't put Shan Qing in his eyes at all."

"If he dares to talk to Shan Qing like this, Shan Qing will definitely not let him go. This guy is going to die." "I really don't know how he died in the hands of Shan

Qing. Based on Shan Qing's methods, I bet he'll be tortured to death."

When Shan Qing was done laughing, he said to Samuel, "A piece of trash like you, so what if I let you hit me ten times? You won't be able to beat me either."

A faint smile rose from the corner of Samuel's mouth. When fighting with this fellow, he might not be able to attack in a head-on manner. However, he had never expected that Shan Qing would actually take the initiative to make such a request. Wasn't this just giving him sufficient room to display his strength?

As long as he gave full play to the strength of the Taekwondo club, this guy would not even have a chance to resist.

"I don't need you to give me ten punches. One punch i s enough," Samuel said.

Shan Qing reached out his right hand and crooked his index finger at Samuel. He said, "Fine, I'll give you a punch first. Come on; let me see how much strength a weak chicken like you can have."

"You brought this upon yourself. Don't regret it," Samuel said with a smile.

"Regret?" Shan Qing said disdainfully, "How can I regret dealing with a good-for-nothing like you?"

Samuel lowered his legs and once again made a horse stance.

The rest of the audience sneered when they saw this

After the audience saw this scene, all of them were defeated by Shan Qing. Yet, he had closed his eyes when fighting with someone else. Just what kind of level of disdain was this?

"This guy, he actually doesn't think much of Brother Samuel." After Zhou Bo saw this, he gritted his teeth and said. The arrogance of Shan Qing made him want t o personally compete with him. It was a pity that he also knew that he was no match for Shan Qing.

Saber Twelve sighed and said, "With his strength, he really doesn't need to take Brother Samuel seriously. They are at completely different levels."

Samuel's attack was extremely fierce. However, due to the disdain of Shan Qing, even the ordinary audience did not pay Samuel any attention.

At this time, Samuel had already approached Shan Qing. In the face of his action of closing his eyes, Samuel just cursed in his heart, "Idiot."

The moment Samuel collided with Shan Qing's fist, Shan Qing suddenly opened his eyes. Samuel's face, which was filled with smiles, appeared in front of him.

Immediately after that, Shan Qing's expression became distorted, and the distortion was caused by the pain.

The next moment, Shan Qing felt that his body was going up in the air uncontrollably. His feet left the ground and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

He flew out of the ring and smashed into the audience seats. Several of the audience members, who had been hit by Shan Qing's body, wailed in pain.