Xiaotian was excitedly smoking a cigar and preparing to enjoy this wonderful boxing match. After a few days, he realized that the person who was confronting Pathun Supan was Feng Ziming, his son's head teacher at the police academy. He couldn't help but admire Lao Feng's true powers and could represent the Cui Jiaquan Pavilion to compete with the famous Muay Thai master Pathun Supan. He also admired Lao Feng's courage to "send his death". At the same time, he also placed 10 million yuan in heavy bets to support Lao Feng.

Ten million yuan is nothing for Long Xiaotian. It is just to give his son a face to support their class teacher. If Lao Feng wins upset, it is good, but he will lose ten. Moreover, Long Xiaotian asked Long Fen into the police academy to make his son develop his thin body. Following a class teacher who can defeat Muay Thai master Pathon Supan, training a good body is simply a pediatric department. If Lao Feng loses, it doesn’t matter. Just treat it as 10 million yuan to buy fun. However, with Pathon Supan’s method, Lao Feng may die directly after losing. This is a bit of a pity!

Someone came in at the door of the boxing gym. A man in a black suit walked to the VIP seat and whispered with Lin Mao's ears. Lin Mao nodded and waved his hand to signal the man in the suit to walk away. He then blinked at Yue Wen and Liang Man. The two nodded understandingly. The three of them walked out to the door and warmly welcomed the visitor.

Cheng Qian supported Hong San, who was leaning on crutches, and walked towards the three of them tremblingly. Hong Limin, who looked unhappy, immediately went to support him. Yue Wen reached out to hold one of Hong San's arms, and his false smile was grinning: "I don't know that third brother, you are also interested in boxing matches. You should have told me that I'll send someone to pick you up!"

"Yes, yes," Liang Man also smiled and agreed. "Third brother, you are in poor health recently. You should calm down at home. Just tell us a few of us when you watch the boxing match. We can find someone to record it and send it to you specifically."

Lin Mao didn't say anything, but kept squeezing at Hong Limin behind him, meaning that he asked why the old thing Hong San suddenly came, and was so sick that he ran to watch the boxing competition himself. Isn't that because he was full and had nothing to do?

Hong Limin looked embarrassed and shook his head gently, obviously not knowing why Hong San suddenly wanted to watch this boxing match.

After Hong San washed his hands, he no longer involved these things in the world. He was even less concerned about such trivial matters as the boxing gym under the control of the underworld and the righteous boxing gym for the right to speak in the boxing industry in the Bauhinia Flower Market. If he hadn't heard Cheng Qian talk about it accidentally in the morning, he wouldn't know that there was something else. But when Hong Sanyi heard that Lao Feng was fighting against the Muay Thai master Pathon Supan, he immediately asked Cheng Qian to prepare the car, not saying why. He just wanted to take a look. Hong Limin had originally planned to watch this boxing match. He wanted to see why Lao Feng was beaten to death by Pathon Supan. When he went out, he happened to meet Hong San. He had no choice but to come together.

"Cough cough cough..." Hong San coughed violently, and Cheng Qian quickly helped him take the medicine out and feed him. After waiting for Hong San to recover a little, he waved his hand weakly, "Go in!"

With three simple words, there was nothing to say. Lin Mao and the other two couldn't help but look at each other and shook their heads. They didn't understand what Hong San sold in the gourd, but the three of them believed that he was so ill. It was impossible for them to just watch the boxing match.

After everyone sat in the VIP seat, Hong San winked at Cheng Qian without saying hello. Cheng Qian walked straight to the back of the boxing gym without saying hello. All this was seen by the careful Lin Mao, and he couldn't help but wonder what Hong San asked Cheng Qian to do. Is there a treasure behind the boxing gym? Then isn't there the lounge between Paton Supan and the policeman?

Then Yue Wen raised his hand and looked at his watch, with a slightly anxious look on his face. He stood up and said to everyone, "Third Brother, you sit first, I'll go to the bathroom. This boxing of Baton is not defeated. Haha, I'm a little nervous, so I'm soaked in pee and relax!"

Cheng Qian walked to the door of Lao Feng's lounge, knocked on the door and gently pushed it open. At this time, Cui Yuanshan and Cui Ping were "deifying" Paton Supan in Lao Feng's ear. Lao Feng became more and more nervous. When he saw Cheng Qian coming, he was a little surprised, but he still smiled and said, "This... this is my friend. I still have time. I will go out to chat with him and relax!" As he said that, he and Cheng Qian came to a quiet place and took the opportunity to avoid the endless chatter of Cui Yuanshan and Cui Ping.

Old Feng took out a cigarette and lit it, spitting out a cigarette, "It's all here, Mr. Hong is really loyal, come and praise his brother Yue Wen. Haha, then you... you are not going to the wrong place, the Paton Su Pandi Lounge is opposite."

Cheng Qian smiled: "Paton Supan is one of the few Muay Thai masters in recent years, with attack power and explosiveness.

Amazingly powerful, you are about to show off with him, and you are not in a mood to joke at all?"

"Oh!" Old Feng smiled, "Then are you here to find me?"

"That's right! But it's not that I'm coming to you, I'm coming to you on behalf of others," Cheng Qian took out the phone reluctantly, dialed a number, and said after answering, "He's right next to you, wait..." Then he handed the phone to Lao Feng.

"Haha, everyone who is mingling with Master Hong likes mysterious things. What are you doing? Haha," Lao Feng took the phone and attached it to his ear and smiled, "I want to ask me to play chess now. I don't have time."

"Play chess? What kind of chess? You bad guy, you didn't tell me when you went to such a terrible boxing match, and even turned off the phone. Do you know I'm worried about you?"

The other end of the phone was not Hong San. Old Feng was a little surprised and asked, "Didn't you go to Paris to shoot MVs? Why..."

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"Phone, what are you going to do? I still have the heart to do it," Qiao Ziyan on the other end of the phone was about to cry, "I'm already at the airport and will be back soon, why don't you tell me?"

Yes! Why didn’t you tell her? Old Feng himself didn’t know why, so he said, “Uh… what do women care about men’s affairs? There’s nothing wrong with them.”

"You...but do you know I'm worried about you?"

"I know, so I won't tell you!"

"If you don't tell me, things won't happen, and I won't worry? Wouldn't I know these things from other people?"

Lao Feng smiled relaxedly: "What will happen? What will happen? What are you worried about me? Are you worried that I will be beaten to death on the ring?"

"I...I don't allow you to say that!" Although Qiao Ziyan said that, she was worried in her heart. "Why are you going to do such a dangerous thing? Why are you doing such a dangerous thing?"

"Dangerous?" Old Feng smiled indifferently and said perfunctorily, "I have been doing dangerous things since you met me on the first day. Being a policeman is very dangerous. Don't think about it anymore, just take a good picture of your MV, OK?"

"Don't shoot, no pat, no pat!" Qiao Ziyan said anxiously, "Can you not fight? This kind of underground boxing competition is very dangerous, and the opponent's strength is too terrible. I don't want you..."

"Okay Zi Yan," the boxing competition is about to begin. Lao Feng doesn't like to hear these words like Zang Fei, which is like separation from life and death, making him feel like he is really going to die. Lao Feng knows better than anyone else. If he really doesn't want to play this boxing competition in his bones, even if Cui Yuanshan says that, he will never come. He will never be influenced by other people's thoughts. The reason why he still promises Cui Yuanshan to play on behalf of Cui Jia Boxing Hall is because although Cui Yuanshan

The idea of ​​the land is too ideal, but it is also done by a gentleman. Lao Feng sincerely respects him. Similarly, as a policeman, as long as it is useful in combating the underworld forces, no matter how big or small, he should still do it. So he said, "I don't want to say much about the great truth. In short, it won't be possible if I don't fight. If I come, I won't be able to fight. Haha, but I promise you that I will definitely be fine regardless of winning or losing. If you want to come back, come back. You can see me as soon as possible."

"You're really okay?"

"You have to live a happy day, and you have to live a sad day, so why not live every day happily? Also, you think that I have to wait for you to come back to see the final. You think that something will happen to me and you have to wait for you to come back to see the final. Why can't you expect me to order it? Haha, in short, I said, it's up to you to do whatever I believe." Old Feng said relaxedly.

"Then...you must wait for me."

"Sure!" After Old Feng said that, he hung up the phone and handed it back to Cheng Qian.
Chapter completed!