The girl's figure is almost perfect, except that she has slightly more muscle groups than ordinary women. The strong biceps, broad shoulders, tough eight-pack abs, graceful fishman threads, and narrow, long and thick sarcosm all interpret how hard Yosuke Takamiya was.

It was also the muscles on her body that seemed more wild and unrestrained, and full of heroic postures, like the female Amazon warrior in the legend of Greek legend, full of infinite charm.

Song Baojun couldn't help but fantasize that if she put on armor, stepped on a war horse, and held a long halberd, she would be like a Valkyrie who came out of ancient mythology.

The silly girl walked into the bathroom, but didn't close the door. She opened the shower and started to rinse, and said with a smile: "Mr. I'm so dirty, let's wash together."

"Uh, I'll wash it when you finish washing." Song Baojun forced a smile.

...

On this side, the senior executives of the Death Arena finally reached an agreement.

Several fighting experts at the scene expressed their opinions, and they all had the same meaning.

The power, means and killing spirit shown by Ling Anqi are incomparable. She killed Yosuke Takamiya on the ring and killed five Japanese warriors in the next five seconds. It was basically the highest level in the world's underground boxing ring in the past twenty years.

Any such person can provoke bloody storms in underground boxing rings around the world, easily destroying the country's fighting industry.

Death Arena is known as one of the three major underground boxing rings in China, and there is no way to stop her. If it is an enemy, as long as she is willing to come to Death Arena to challenge, she can easily eliminate all the boxers in the arena and be unbeaten.

For an underground boxing ring, boxers are the most important resource, equivalent to the funds for listing. Whoever has a strong boxer will have greater say.

I can't imagine what kind of situation it would be to fight against a strong enemy like Ling Anqi. The best way to win over her for her own use is to win over her.

"Mr. Yan, I'm sorry your boxer was defeated." The general manager said in a polite tone, "Takami Yosuke and his entourage died in a very tragic way. Of course, we will be responsible for the cost of cremation and funeral. You don't have to worry too much."

Before Yan Yu could come back to his senses from the shock, he still had a pale face as pale as paper. His eyes were dodging and looking at the general manager, saying, "I can pay the fee, I can pay the fee."

The general manager asked the waiter to bring a glass of brandy in front of Yan Yu, and smiled and said, "I think it's time to settle the private bet between you and Mr. Song for 50 million."

"Um..." Yan Yu picked up the brandy and drank it all in one gulp, panting, but his face was much better, and he said, "I am willing to accept the loss."

"Okay, I appreciate Mr. Yan's pleasure. Bank transfer or cheque?"

After the two completed the transfer procedures of 50 million yuan, Yan Yu tried to speak but stopped.

"Does Mr. Yan have any other requirements? If it is reasonable, we will try our best to satisfy you." The general manager felt very happy after receiving the money.

Yan Yu stammered: "Can you ask you to convey my apology to Mr. Song on your behalf? You know, I chose the opponent in the wrong way."

The general manager was a little embarrassed and said, "It depends on Mr. Song's meaning. I can't make the decision. Maybe you should give Mr. Song an explanation in person."

After this duel, Yan Yu realized that someone would rise strongly in the ground in Chazhou City. Ling Anqi was already so powerful that Song Baojun, who could control Ling Anqi and make him obey his words, had no idea how deep the background and skills he had.

"I understand." Yan Yu smiled bitterly and stood up and left.

The general manager sent him out of the office door, then immediately turned to the conference room, changed into a cheerful smile, clapped before entering the door, and shouted: "What a wonderful showdown, I'm really dead without regrets."

Several guests in the conference room had their own thoughts. Mu Qiuguang looked full of spring breeze and looked proud. His mouth almost broke into his ears, and even his speech was filled with the rhythm of singing.

Liu Xiaoxuan was mixed with joy and sorrow. She was happy that Song Baojun actually won, but she finally didn't create any uncontrollable situation. She was worried that Song Baojun was not a good person either.

Douglas was feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, his butt was covered with nails, and he looked like he was constipated. Like Yan Yu, the collector also felt that he had provoked the wrong person.

Liu Peilong stood beside Liu Xiaoxuan and tried hard to explain that he had nothing to do with Yan Yu. It was Yan Yu's fault that he had nothing to do with him. He had sweared to the sky several times.

There was still Yuan Shuang left, staying in the corner. She looked like a clay sculpture on the surface, but in fact she was in a state of uproar and waves.

Before she came, she heard Liu Peilong's proud explanation of the status of the underground boxing ring, which was close to an alternative arena for the big guys. The big guys invested huge amounts of money and bets here, and used the life and blood of the boxers to gain countless benefits.

If you lose, you will be ruined; if you win, you will be rich.

Therefore, Yuan Shuang was very excited and wanted to see with her own eyes what was going on in the bloody world of the upper class.

When she first saw Song Baojun surrounding Liu Xiaoxuan, she felt a little angry and contemptuous, which basically confirmed that Song Baojun was a shameless novice.

From Ye Jingchun to Liu Xiyue to Guo Yuyan to Li Meijia to Yan Luohan, any topic has been talked about by classmates and spread vividly. Yuan Shuang has heard it more than 80 times.

What is Li Meijia and Yan Luohan fighting for Song Baojun in the boys' dormitory, what is Liu Xiyue giving Song Baojun a Porsche, what is Ye Jingchun abortion for Song Baojun several times...

I thought I had teased someone at the beginning, but I didn’t know that they were the true love saint.

When Song Baojun's personal female bodyguard Ling Anqi turned around and destroyed Gao Jianyang's party for the sake of the rain, Yuan Shuang found that she was wrong again, which was ridiculously wrong.

Song Baojun seemed to be more than just a soft meal. He could easily take out 50 million as a bet and defeat the other party. Is this something that ordinary novice can do?

Yuan Shuang suddenly felt a little regretful.

The general manager did not notice that Yuan Shuang's emotions were irrelevant to him. He walked straight to Liu Xiaoxuan and smiled: "Mr. Liu, congratulations on winning the game. The exciting and exciting level of this game is almost the highest since the opening of the Death Arena, and it will surely be recorded in history."

"Is it so exaggerated?" Liu Xiaoxuan couldn't tell the difference between two people fighting and killing on stage. Isn't it just a dead person?

The general manager laughed and said, "Of course, the peak duel is like the match between Germany and Brazil in the World Cup finals. Don't look at how many goals they each score, but you have to look at the impact on the world football after the game."

Liu Xiaoxuan shook her head: "I can't figure it out."

The general manager was about to boast about Ling Anqi's dominance in the fighting industry, and a female secretary rushed in: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Song and Miss Ling are here."

"Oh." The general manager hurriedly got up.

Song Baojun wore a suit given by the arena, which didn't fit well, but looked energetic. In the eyes of the general manager, he looked particularly majestic.

Ling Anqi followed her and followed her step by step, looking timid and cautious in her young wife, but in the eyes of the general manager, she felt that she was loyal to Mr. Song and was unswerving to death. It was so great!

Song Baojun glanced at everyone in the conference room and asked, "Where is Mr. Yan?"

"Mr. Yan felt that he had no face to face, so he left early. He entrusted me to handle bet-related matters." The general manager explained.

Song Baojun nodded slightly: "Since that's the case, please ask irrelevant people to go out first."

"No one?" The general manager was stunned.

Song Baojun said coldly: "Young Master Liu, and the elder sister who doesn't know what name is, why are you still standing there? If you don't leave, you still expect me to keep you for dinner?"

When Yuan Shuang heard that he actually called him "the eldest sister who doesn't know what name he was", she was almost furious and bit her lower lip and said, "Song Baojun, it doesn't matter if you ignore me, but you don't even know my name. Isn't it a bit too pretentious?"

"Punish her out." Song Baojun turned a blind eye to Yuan Shuang and said to the general manager.

"Miss, please leave." said the general manager.

Yuan Shuang was both ashamed and annoyed, her face turned red, and she said with a grunt: "Just leave, do you think I'm willing to stay here?"

Liu Peilong dared not be troublesome, so he quickly pulled her and said, "Shuangshuang, go quickly, you can say less."

The two quickly disappeared outside the door. Douglas saw that it was not a problem and said goodbye.

Song Baojun sat opposite Liu Xiaoxuan, looked at the two women, and said, "After deducting the 50 million bet, which is 5% charged by the arena, that is, 2.5 million, then we have 47.5 million left. Let's divide the money by one cent now."

The general manager coughed gently and reminded Song Baojun of his own existence, and smiled and said, "Mr. Song, because the excitement of the game was beyond imagination, the effect far exceeded the expectations of the arena. The most important thing is that Miss Ling defeated Yosuke Takamiya, defeated the arrogance of the little Japanese and gave us Chinese a fierce look. This is a national integrity worth promoting! Therefore, our arena decided not to charge this handling fee."

The words that won over Song Baojun were particularly impressive.

Song Baojun thought to himself that he had a total of 2.5 million, and he would not take it for nothing. He smiled and said, "Then I will express my gratitude to the Death Arena on behalf of Qiqi."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, this is what we should do."

Song Baojun said seriously: "In this contest, Ling Anqi defeated Gao Jianyangjie and Yan Yu alone, and she made the most efforts. She should take the big shot. Do you have any opinions on Mr. Liu and Mr. Mu?"

Liu Xiaoxuan and Mu Qiuguang both nodded in agreement.

Ling Anqi hurriedly said, "Sir, I don't want this money, it's all for you."

Song Baojun waved his hand: "Sit and wait for me to finish my words. Second, Mr. Mu Qiuguang and Mr. Mu would rather guarantee Qiqi. Third, the money he was paid by Mr. Liu. You were on my side at critical moments and took great risks. You each got 20% of this bet. How about you? As for me, I have basically never done anything, so I won't take this money."

The total amount is 50 million, and 20% is 10 million. Liu Xiaoxuan paid them 50 million. Although he took great risks, he would earn 10 million with just one hand, and the profit would be high.
Chapter completed!