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  The giant hammer was squeezed into a corner by the big dragon, who was half a head taller than itself. Immediately afterwards, it was followed by a headbutt that slammed into the giant hammer's nasal bridge!

  "Crack!"

  A crisp sound came from the bridge of the giant hammer's nose, his body quickly went limp, and finally fell to the ground powerless!

  From head to tail, the big dragon only makes one move, but this move is a fatal blow. He fights without dragging on!

  Those crazy cheers for the giant hammer gradually subsided until there was no sound, and the spacious underground room was left with only the heavy breathing of the big dragon machine...

  Half an hour later, at the entrance of the basement, one by one, the gamblers with their heads down and dejected came out from inside, constantly cursing the incompetence of the giant hammer, except for one person, who was the muscular man who had bet 10,000 yuan on the big dragon in the last moment, now that 10,000 yuan has become tens of thousands.

  Everyone had left, and at the entrance of the basement, two more people came out. One was a stout uncle with a well-fed body, wearing an old-fashioned director's uniform full of pockets.

  And another person was wearing a straight army uniform, with narrow and long phoenix eyes paired with majestic sword eyebrows, and there were several new wounds. Wasn't it the big dragon from the underground boxing match just now? Or should I say: Tang Ao!

  The two of them left the basement and stopped in a small alley, where Fei Shu pulled out a stack of cash from one of the pockets of his director's uniform and handed it to Tang Ao, saying: "This is 25,000, count it!"

  "No need to count!" Tang Ao also didn't stand on ceremony, stretched out his hand to take the money and said: "Uncle Fei, if there's nothing else I'll be off!"

  "Something's up!" Fat Uncle saw him wanting to leave and quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, then pulled out another wad of cash from his pocket and stuffed it into Tang Ao's hands, saying with a serious expression: "This is 5,000 yuan for your son to buy toys. I won't go see him anymore. Oh right, don't forget what I told you, think about it, it'll be good for your son's future!"

  Uncle Fei finished speaking and turned around with a smile, leaving behind Da Long whose eyes were flashing.

  Fei Shu is a boxing manager, often scouting for boxers, and he also frequently visits the military bar. He has become familiar with Tang Ao over time, and even invited him to be a boxer, but Tang Ao was a professional soldier at the time and flatly refused Fei Shu's proposal.

  However, two months ago, Tang Ao took the initiative to contact Fei Shu. At first, they just discussed making a fortune by fighting in a match, but later on, Tang Ao came to this underground boxing arena time and again to make money, and Fei Shu also knew the cause of the matter!

  A few days ago, Fei Shu asked Tang Ao: Can the money earned here afford the huge expenses of your son in the hospital?

  Tang Ao said it's okay!

  "Don't be stubborn anymore, I know more about what's going on in hospitals these days than you do, it's simply a place where they swallow people whole without spitting out their bones!" These were Fat Uncle's exact words.

  Then he asked Tang Ao: I have a way to make money faster here, do you want to do it?

  Although Uncle Fei was asking a question, he didn't wait for Tang Ao's answer and continued to say: You've earned enough money, you can use the best medicine for your son and invite the best doctor!

  Fat Uncle told Tang Ao to do what he was best at: killing people!

  Tang Ao didn't respond before, but now Tang Ao's heart is moved!

  In the old soldier's bar, Tang Ao ordered a cup of the cheapest white wine to help reduce swelling and promote blood circulation on his bruised face.

  "Bang!"

  A bulging envelope was thrown in front of Tang Ao, inside were stacks of old man's head banknotes. Tang Ao looked gratefully at the owner of the envelope: Kang Xiaolong.

  "I sold the house that my grandfather left me, and it's in the suburbs so I could only sell it for this price. Now I don't have a single penny on me!"

  Tang Ao tightly hugged him and said in a low voice: "Thank you, good brother!"

  "If you keep hugging me like this, we'll really be 'good brothers'!"

  Two men embracing each other, causing the old soldiers beside them to frequently cast sideways glances.

  "Ouch!"

  The bar door opened, and a beautiful woman in a red dress walked in. She had an androgynous face, but was quite elegant and refreshing. Her tall figure was full and curvy, especially her two-and-a-half jin chest, which left the old soldiers in the bar staring.

  "This chick is really something, I like her!" Kang Xiaolong said with his mouth watering.

  Tang Ao looked at the red-robed woman and furrowed his sword-like eyebrows, a faintly familiar feeling rising in his heart.

  The woman in a red skirt scanned the people in the bar and finally fixed her eyes on Tang Ao's face, exclaiming with joy: "Tang Ao!"

  "Are you, are you... Zou Wu?" The fake little brat from back then had changed so much.

  "How can you not recognize me after just a few years of not seeing each other?!"

  "Recognize, recognize, but you've become prettier and grown up!" As he said 'grown up', Tang Ao's eyes involuntarily looked at Zou Wu's chest, indeed grown up!

  "Get out!" Zou Wu Jiao scolded, then took out an envelope and handed it to Tang Ao, saying: "After you called me yesterday, I started preparing. There's only this much, but it's better than nothing. How's your son's illness?"

  "I'm going to send him abroad for treatment!" Tang Ao took over the envelope, which also contained money. "Have you been discharged from the army?"

  "Withdrew, withdrew long ago. Now the special forces brigades of various major military regions are emerging like mushrooms after rain. As soon as one "Sea Dragon" unit is established here, another "Eagle" unit is formed there. The First Brigade announced last year that it would only be responsible for sending instructors to various special forces units and no longer carry out combat missions. Disbandment was inevitable. Not mentioning these, haven't even asked when you arrived in BJ?"

  "It was half a year ago!"

  "It's been so many years and you didn't contact me, I had no idea you were coming to BJ, otherwise I would have..."

  Zou Wujieli kept talking non-stop, her enthusiasm for Tang Ao made Kang Xiaolong frown beside her, but Zou Wu also seemed to realize her own mistake and quickly stopped with a red face!

  "Thanks for remembering me, this troublemaker who often causes you trouble. Thanks for lending a hand this time. Thanks, my childhood friend, my classmate, my comrade-in-arms! I, Tang Ao, owe you one!"

  Tang Ao gave her a hug, a grateful hug. Zou Wu's face turned red and she didn't refuse, but her eyes were very complicated!

  "Zou Wu, what are you doing? Who is he?" An angry voice suddenly rang out at the entrance of the bar, interrupting the two's intimacy.

  Zou Wu hastily pushed away Tang Ao, gave him an apologetic look, and then walked towards the angry man standing at the entrance of the bar, explaining something to him.

  However, Zou Wu's explanation seemed to be of no use. The man looked at Tang Ao and became more and more agitated as he spoke, no matter how Zou Wu explained it, he just became more and more agitated and angry!

  "Bang!"

  A loud slap rang out, the large bar instantly fell silent, and the quiet was so still that a pin could be heard dropping. The Zhōu Wǔ at the entrance of the bar covered her red and swollen face and cried pitifully, while the old soldiers cast their gaze towards the man.

  "What's wrong with you? Haven't you ever seen a man hit a woman before?"

  The man suddenly shouted at the old soldiers in the bar and pulled Zou Wu, who was still crying, out of the bar, Blood Brothers.

  The man's palm hit Zou Wu's face, and in the instant when the slap sounded, Kang Xiaolong suddenly felt a crazy killing intent that was extremely dangerous. This sudden and abrupt danger came from Tang Ao beside him!

  "Whoosh!"

  A swift black shadow burst out from beside Kang Xiaolong and charged straight at the man holding Zou Wu, it was Tang Ao.

  Tang Ao suddenly jumped up, pounced on the man like a starving tiger, and knocked him to the ground. Without saying a word, he grabbed the man's collar and punched him in the face!

  The old soldiers in the bar saw someone go to beat up the man who hit the woman, and immediately knocked their bottles on the table: "Clang clang clang, hit him in the face! Hit him in the face! Hit him in the face!"

  Tang Ao didn't even throw two punches, and the man was already bleeding profusely from his nose and rolling back his eyes. Tang Ao could only stand up with a humiliated expression: "You're quite fierce when hitting women, but after letting me hit you twice, you've become like this, what a softie!"

  "Tang Ao, he is my...!" Zou Wu was crying and laughing at the same time as she tried to explain the situation.

  "I don't want to know who he is!"

  Tang Ao interrupted Zou Wu's explanation and said, "I only know that you are one of the women I love most in this life. He dares to hit you, and I didn't cut off his hand. It's already a bargain for him!"

  The old soldiers heard Tang Ao's words and shouted again: "Hoo hoo, heroes save beauties and must kiss one!"

  "Give me a kiss!"

  "Give me a kiss!"

  Tang Ao punched away a man who was either Zou Wu or someone else, then grabbed the scattered money and rushed to JFJ General Hospital. However, as soon as he arrived at the hospital entrance, Tang Ao discovered that the atmosphere in the hospital was somewhat abnormal. Several police officers were walking back and forth inside the hospital, while several pale-faced nurses were explaining something to the police who were taking statements. When they saw Tang Ao return, they all gave him strange looks!

  Tang Ao's footsteps quickened as he walked, eventually breaking into a run. Years of living on the edge of life and death had honed his extraordinary intuition, and that intuition told him that the strange occurrences in this hospital were somehow connected to himself.

  "Get out of the way, get out of the way, I'm sick......!"

  Tang Ao pushed through the crowded people blocking the door of Xiaolong's hospital room, and the scene inside made his eyes widen in shock. On the spotless white bed lay Xuyun, her chest covered in fresh blood, as several doctors rushed to save her!

  "The bullet pierced his heart, it's hopeless!" The old doctor in charge of Xiaolong's condition sighed regretfully as he looked at Tang Ao standing at the door.

  Tang Ao rushed into the room with bloodshot eyes, shoving all the money he had just gathered into the old doctor's arms, and begged: "This money, this money is all yours, please save her, save her!"

  "I'm powerless!" The old doctor dodged the thick stack of banknotes handed over by Tang Ao.

  Tang Ao's expression was like that of a madman: "Unable to do anything? You're a doctor, you're the national medical saint, can't you save him?"

  "Tang Ao, Tang Ao, don't make it difficult for them anymore!"

  Xu Yun weakly shouted, wanting to stop Tang Ao's crazy behavior, she was so kind and always thinking of others.

  Tang Ao held the weak Xuyu tightly in his arms, forcing back tears and asked: "How could this be? Who was it? Where is Xiaolong?"

  "A group of men in black suits, as soon as they came in, they wanted to take Xiaolong away. I couldn't stop them, waaahhh!" Xu Yun leaned into Tang Ao's arms and started crying.

  Tang Ao tried to comfort the heartbroken Xu Yun: "Don't blame yourself, don't blame yourself!" But he himself had also shed tears.

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