Personal Doctor King

0"It can't be considered as a conflict, it's just that I'm not happy with him." The man said.    

    

"With your character, you can just slap him if you want to. But seeing how relaxed he is right now, I'm afraid it's because your hand is too soft." Master Wan teased.    

    

"Ho … He's only a small character." The man laughed in disdain. His eyes became more and more arrogant as he sized up the screen.    

    

From the moment he noticed Yu Jingzhe, he had already investigated his background. It was extremely simple, so simple that it was not worth it for him to be stubborn.    

    

"So that's how it is." His answer, Master Wan thought.    

    

"Should we make a bet, Master Wan? I might as well bet on the piece of land from before. " The smile on the man's face was filled with provocation.    

    

Earlier in the auction for the land, Master Wan had used his luck to snatch away the land that should have belonged to him, which made Master Wan sullen in his heart.    

    

Master Wan was also interested, "How do we bet?"    

    

"I bet on this kid winning." Zhang Yuan, the man beside Master Wan, said.    

    

"Impossible." Master Wan's face was filled with confidence, "You should know the fist king's strength well. Until now, you have never lost."    

    

"Let's just wait and see."    

    

Seeing how stubborn he was, Master Wan did not try to persuade him anymore. After all, he was the one who suggested it first.    

    

"How about you take the commercial street in the west part of the city? That's a piece of meat, are you willing to part with it?" Master Wan had been envious of Zhang Yuan for a long time and did not dare to take action.    

    

These were all fat that had been placed in his mouth. It would be a pity if he did not open his mouth to take them.    

    

Zhang Yuan smiled, turned around and said, "Uncle Qing, bring me the contract that you have yet to sign."    

    

"Yes." The skinny old man, who had been following behind Zhang Yuan, nodded and quickly disappeared to get something.    

    

Master Wan narrowed his eyes. He suddenly didn't understand Zhang Yuan. After all, there were a lot of people following the events on the business street. Just because of this bet, they were easily let out?    

    

"Are you sure? Once the bet is set, you can no longer repent. "    

    

Zhang Yuan had the title of Seven Evils in the circle because he didn't follow the usual path and was decisive in killing.    

    

In Master Wan's opinion, the Striker King was guaranteed to win.    

    

If Zhang Yuan brought money to him, there was no reason for him to not take it. It was natural for merchants to seek profit.    

    

"There is no reason for me to take back the words that I, Seven Fiends, have spoken." Zhang Yuan said proudly.    

    

The duel on the field finally began with an order from Yu Jingzhe. To outsiders, Yu Jingzhe's action of putting on an act had won a lot of boos.    

    

If he wore a long robe, he would look just like a modern version of Ye Wen. He almost shouted out, "Yongchun, Ye Wen."    

    

Coupled with his handsome appearance, the effect was absolutely unprecedented. At least a bunch of rich wives were trying to find a way to support him.    

    

The next second, the black guy also moved. His biggest advantage was that his body weighed more than 300 pounds. The strong fat made him look like a black mountain of flesh. He suddenly used his weight to charge towards Yu Jingzhe.    

    

"Go, kill him!"    

    

"Break his heart! Let him know how powerful he really is!"    

    

The audience broke out into a frenzy. This kind of bloody and violent boxing was what they liked to see the most, not to mention the fact that they had placed a lot of bets on it.    

    

The so-called compassion was already left outside when they entered the boxing ring. They had spent money to come in and take a look, just like when Yang Yue fell to the ground miserably earlier, no one took a glance at him.    

    

The law of the jungle, not only was it the law of the world, but it was also the law that was tacitly accepted in the black fist market.    

    

The black man was fast, even faster than when he was dealing with Yang Yue.    

    

While he was in high spirits, he threw a punch towards Yu Jingzhe. This punch used almost every ounce of strength in his body. His fist looked like a sandbag right now, as it smashed towards Yu Jingzhe's head.    

    

Suddenly, Yu Jingzhe, who should have been there, disappeared and his punch naturally missed. He landed on a corner of the cement pile with a boom, causing the concrete to fall off one by one.    

    

The full force of the punch did not appear to be only fifty kilograms of strength. However, Yu Jingzhe had escaped or else he would have lost his life under this punch.    

    

After failing his strike, the black man turned around and looked for Yu Jingzhe's shadow. As expected, Yu Jingzhe was right behind him. With a loud shout, he threw himself at him and threw another punch.    

    

Yu Jingzhe's feet touched the ground and his body leaned slightly to the side. Unsurprisingly, the black man's fist missed again.    

    

Yu Jingzhe and the black man got off the same boat. Yu Jingzhe reached out his hand and pushed him. The black man's unexpected strength made him lose his balance. He threw himself forward and fell down on the ground like a dog eating sh * t.    

    

The posture of the African was very strange. His success caused the audience to be unable to restrain themselves from laughing out loud. Some of them loudly teased the African man, "Fist King, are you eating sh * t?"    

    

The African man had never been embarrassed like this before. The shame that followed gave birth to anger. He wanted to tear his target into pieces. This was what he did every time, and this time was no exception!    

    

He suddenly got up from the ground and pointed at Yu Jingzhe while shouting, "If you have the ability, don't dodge!"    

    

"I didn't dodge, I was just warming up. Now, we shall officially begin the duel. " Yu Jingzhe stretched out his hand and made an international gesture towards the black man. Then, he pressed down heavily in front of the black man's eyes.    

    

This was full of contempt. This made the black guy, who always had his eyes set high on top of his head, completely angry. He roared and then rushed towards Yu Jingzhe with heavy steps.    

    

Another fist. If someone were to be hit by it, it would be very bad. After all, just now, it had already shattered the cement pillar.    

    

Yu Jingzhe still had one hand behind his back and stood still on the spot. It was as if he didn't care about the black man's fist and just watched as he got closer and closer.    

    

When the fist was about to hit his face, Yu Jingzhe made his move.    

    

He stretched out his right hand and precisely gripped the African man's fist. He did not put the astonishment on the African man's face into his eyes.    

    

This palm was perfect for holding his fist in his hand, unable to move even an inch forward.    

    

Due to using too much strength, the African man's face was flushed red. This was the first time that his fist had been restrained by someone.    

    

The excited audience also froze in their tracks. They were very dissatisfied with the African man's unmoving actions.    

    

"Move, smash his face with your fist, what are you doing standing there?"    

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"Fight? Why are you in a daze?"    

    

The discontented voice grew louder and more piercing. Having angered the African man, Yu Jingzhe's ability was beyond his expectations. However, the final victory could only be his!