Chapter 97 Enter the God of Fighter

With Qin Hui's fingers, the slot machine rotated again.

"Ding, congratulations on getting an invitation from the old demon of Montenegro. This invitation can bring you into the world of Ghosts. This world is a normal mission world. After experiencing this world, you can get a three-month rest.

Qin Hui looked at the invitation in his hand and casually put him into the backpack of the system. He asked, "System, can I go back to reality first and see my wife?" Will I stay at home for two days and come back immediately to complete the copy task?

After listening to Qin Hui's question, the system answered emotionlessly: "This copy is an assault copy. After the copy is opened, you must enter it and can't get any rest time."

Listening to the metal sound of the system, Qin Hui clenched his fist tightly; "System! This is not good! You should at least give me a break. You are a copy of the overlord!"

The system replied coldly: "Binding the system is your original choice. Please don't forget the agreement of that year. Now ask the host whether to enter the copy."

Qin Hui took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Okay, you are cruel. I choose to enter the copy immediately."

"Catch him and don't let him run away." Among the boxing gods, Qin Hui, who had just recovered, narrowed his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment and the young man who was being chased with vigilance through the surrounding lights. Seeing the young man running closer and closer, Qin Hui gently put his body on one side and made way.

"Hum.. Buzz!" Just after Qin Hui made way, with the roar of a motorcycle, a handsome man stepping on the flight board rushed out of the crowd. The man stopped the flying board in front of Qin Hui, then flew up from above and kicked the young man who grabbed someone else's handbag to the ground.

This man grabbed the bag in the young man's hand, then kicked the young man who fell to the ground, and scolded; "You dare to run away after robbing my sister's bag!" I'd like to see how you run out of the palm of my mountain light.

Qin Hui stood aside, looking at the man in front of him and the first protagonist of the boxing god, the light of the mountain.

"Aguang, don't hit Aguang, you will kill him." Just as the mountain light punched and kicked the young man, a very beautiful girl in her twenties pushed away the crowd and held the mountain light's hand in her hand.

With a cold hum, Shan Zhiguang kicked the man twice and handed over the handbag in his hand to the girl.

After giving the handbag to the girl, Shan Zhiguang looked at Qin Hui, who was standing aside and staring at him, raised his head and shouted to Qin Hui: "Hey, boy. I just asked you to catch him, but you didn't hear! The old man has gone so far!"

After hearing this, Qin Hui turned her head and looked behind her. After discovering that there was no one behind him, Qin Hui realized that Shan Zhiguang was really saying this to himself. Looking at the fierce mountain light, Qin Hui couldn't help thinking, "What's going on! My identity has been generated! Why doesn't he know me?"

Just when Qin Hui was puzzled, Shan Zhiguang said again, "How about it? Are you guilty!" The mountain light that said this looked at Qin Hui by the street lamp and said with a smile, "Oh! He looks like a martial arts master, but he didn't expect to be so gutless! I don't even dare to stop a * offender!"

"Ha ha!" Qin Hui listened to the words of the mountain light, but smiled and didn't care at all. Because in Qin Hui's opinion, it is appropriate to help or not.

The girl looked at Qin Hui, quickly pulled the mountain light and whispered, "Aguang, just say less."

Shan Zhiguang looked at Qin Hui's 1.8-meter and decent black priest uniform and said to the girl, "Sister, I'm telling the truth! He is so big that he is so scared that he dares not move. It's really useless!"

"Aguang!" The girl looked at the light of the mountain and talked more and more. She couldn't help blocking him behind and said to Qin Hui, "Are you all right, sir?" My brother likes to talk nonsense. Don't be like him.

Qin Hui shook her head and asked the girl, "This is your brother!" So what's your name?"

The girl listened, smiled shyly, and then replied, "My name is A Piao, how about you?"

Qin Hui looked at the mountain light played by Wang Lihong and said with a smile, "My surname is Qin, and my name is Hui."

A Piao listened and said with a smile, "Your name is Qin Hui!" I didn't expect you not only to look like him, but also have the same name as Qin Hui, a martial arts master!"

"Master!" Qin Hui listened, pointed to herself and said, "If it's right, the person you said should be me."

As soon as the light of the mountain heard it, he laughed, and then slapped the flying board beside him and said, "You said you are a martial arts master! Are you kidding! You don't want to think about what you looked like just now! You think we're playing house!"

"What it looks like!" Qin Hui looked at her dress and found that there was nothing rude. To the mountain light with a contemptuous face, he asked, "What's wrong with my appearance? Is it very bad?"

"It's not a decline, it's a decline!" Shan Zhiguang said, flying directly and kicking towards Qin Hui's position.

Qin Hui just frowned gently and looked at the movement of the mountain light without making any concession.

"Aguang, what are you doing!" Shan Zhiguang's sister looked at Qin Hui standing aside and shouted at Shan Zhiguang, "Aguang, you are like this. I'll tell my mother when I get home!"

Shan Zhiguang looked at Qin Hui, who was expressionless beside him, and said helplessly; "Sister! Look at him. He was so scared that he almost peed his pants. Why are you still protecting him like this?"

"Young people! You played too much!" Qin Hui, who heard this, said unhappily.

Hearing this, Shan Zhiguang said with a smile; "Too much! I said, man! How old are you! Dare to call me young man!"

Qin Hui looked at the light of the mountain and said nothing, but kicked him in the stomach. The light of the mountain kicked by Qin Hui flew seven or eight meters in the air, and then hit the roadside street lamp fiercely.

"Aguang!" A Piao looked at his brother who was beaten out and immediately ran to his side. He was worried and checked the injury of the mountain light.

Shan Zhiguang looked at her worried sister, shook her head slightly, then licked the blood at the corners of her mouth, stood up and said, "What a fast speed! I didn't expect you to have two good things.

Qin Hui just smiled at the words of the mountain light and said affirmatively, "Two times! I think it should be more than that!"

Shan Zhiguang moved his body, casually made a fighting posture, and said, "Slip mouth, let me see how many pounds you have." After saying this, the mountain light took a big step and rushed to Qin Hui.

Qin Hui looked at the scattered steps at the foot of the mountain light, shook his head and sighed, "The instability under his feet is a flaw. I really don't know how your master taught you to box!"

The light of the mountain heard it, and the pace under his feet was a little faster. He jumped up three meters away from Qin Hui and kicked Qin Hui's head with his foot.

Qin Hui looked at the movement of Shan Zhiguang and stood there motionless, making him kick directly on his head.

The light of the mountain kicked Qin Hui's head, but Qin Hui, who was kicked, only slightly tilted his head. Then he looked blankly at the mountain light standing in front of him.

Qin Hui shook her neck and asked doubtfully, "The fighting consciousness is very different from the reaction. With this ability, why don't you know how you learned your father's magic boxing?"

After two steps back, looking at Qin Hui, who had no injury, Shan Zhiguang asked carefully, "God's boxing has not spread at all. How can you know God's boxing?"

Qin Hui smiled and said, "Your father is a figure of the same era as me, but it's a pity that we have different positions and don't have a chance to fight. So the magic fist you used is not a secret in my eyes at all.

There has been no father's mountain light since he was a child. After hearing this, he directly forgot his personal grudge with Qin Hui and quickly asked: "You know my father! Do you know how he died?

Qin Hui looked aside and nodded nervously because she heard about her father and said, "I know, but I won't tell you until you take me to a place."

When the light of the mountain heard it, he immediately answered without hesitation: "Say it, I'll take you there."

In this way, under the leadership of the mountain light, Qin Hui and he came to the black market. Qin Hui's goal this time is the second generation of boxing gloves* in the black market. The full name of this simplified version of the boxer glove is Type B. Because he did not use rare metals, he could only develop 30% of the human brain. However, the fist gloves of a generation can develop between 50% and 100% of the human brain in theory.

However, this is the case, this second-generation glove has no side effects, and the cost of making it is less than one-tenth of the production cost of a generation of boxer gloves. At this cost, the government can fully mobilize funds to equip all elite police officers.

With a burst of electric current flowing all over his body, Qin Hui equipped the second-generation boxer gloves bought with gold in his hand. With the equipment of the gloves, Qin Hui felt that his body seemed to make a happy sound. The whole body index has increased across the board. In Qin Hui's perception, this growth is so clear and intoxicating.

"Now you can say it!" Shan Zhiguang looked at Qin Hui with an intoxicated face and asked directly.

Qin Hui clenched his hand with boxing gloves and found that it was no different from usual. This is obviously a bloated glove. After wearing it on the hand, it has no weight at all. Instead, it emits waves of exciting micro-electricity.

Qin Hui felt the feeling of charging and smiled, "Your father is not dead, and you will know the specific information when you come with me." After saying this, Qin Hui directly stopped a magnetic levitation taxi and took the mountain light to the government police building.

Qin Hui looked at the scenery flashing around her, stroked the smooth touch on the gloves, and smiled in her heart; "What a perfect feeling, what a great increase! Sheriff, now I'm here. Let me see the power of your first generation of boxing gloves this time.