Chapter 1930: victory
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The manager of the boxing hall looks at Yan Qi and his party. He has never seen Yan Qi before. She shouts out her grandfather's name and carries Yan's family out. Naturally, she can't be offended, but who knows her identity?
In case of fraud, will the boxing hall make people laugh off their big teeth and be bluffed by a little girl? In order to solve this problem, both sides have to take a step back. "Mr. Fan Yongzhi is sure to keep his camera. The day before yesterday, a reporter came in to take a picture. Only then did the new rules be established. Those who did not know were innocent.
In this way, I give you two choices: one is to leave the camera and go away after watching the game. The other is to play on stage and win a game. You can not only take away the bonus, but also return the camera. " When he speaks, the audience can hear and see.
Fan Yongzhi looks at a weak scholar. His skin is not as white as that of a southerner. The administrator speculates that he is a pampered young master in his family. It's a little childish, but if he is given a step, he should go back.
"Forget it, Mr. Fan." Yan Qi pulled fan Yongzhi's sleeve, then shouted to the steward, "what does the camera do for you? Can't I just give you the film? "
"That's what Miss said, just the film." Steward. Fan
Yongzhi gently helped her shoulder: "it's OK, I've been moving my muscles and bones for a long time."
He said, took off his shirt and leather shoes, and carefully handed the camera and shirt to Xie Shangkuan: "there is film in the pocket, don't lose it."
Xie Shangkuan knows that fan Yongzhi is powerful. When his grandfather went to England, he brought more than 300 domestic slaves, including a special martial arts teacher. Those martial arts teachers are all soldiers, experienced in all kinds of battles. Fan Yongzhi's father didn't like learning, but he followed his old servant to practice martial arts since he was a child. Later, he opened a boxing school to teach some foreign students or martial arts lovers.
He is not short of money. He just has this hobby.
Yan Qi also knows that he can master Kung Fu, but he is worried that he will not be able to compete with the martial arts masters who make a living in the challenge arena. "
... What are the rules?" Fan Yongzhi asked the administrator. I didn't expect him to dare to deal with the matter. He smiled at the bottom of his eyes: "signing the life and death form, going to the challenge arena, life and death have nothing to do with us." "
nonsense, you don't play the game of life and death!" Yan Qi is furious. "This is the exception."
Yan Qi: "...
she turns around and goes back to move the soldiers, but is surrounded by the people in the boxing hall, so she is not allowed to go for the time being.
"You know who my grandfather is and who my father is!" Yan Qi's voice was even louder. "You wait, my father told people to carry your nest!" Fan
Yongzhi comes over and taps Yan Qi lightly on the shoulder: "it's OK, wait a moment." That
side, life and death has come up.
One way to deal with affairs is to force fan Yongzhi to withdraw and protect the face of both sides. But fan Yongzhi had to take the film away.
He wrote down his name and turned to the stand. Thanks
Shang Kuan is also very nervous, but he constantly comforts Yan Qi: "don't worry, Yongzhi's Kung Fu is very good. He doesn't embroider his legs. It's OK. He wants to play a game. Let him try. "
Fan Yong went up to the challenge arena and the steward winked at the people next to him.
A moment later, fan Yongzhi's opponent also went to the challenge arena. As soon as the people came out, the whole basement suddenly became quiet, and then there was a thunderous shout.
Yan Qi looks at the man: it's a Malay, black blooded, one meter nine, taller than Mr. Fan. He's very strong, black and muscular. "
Why are you so good?" Yan Qi asks the person next to him.
The man next to her was very fond of the beautiful girl, and knew that she was a little white faced companion. He sympathized with her and said, "that's the champion here. There is no one alive under the champion. It's rare to see a fight between life and death today. The stakes are ten times higher. " The face of chess is pale.
Xie Shangkuan also felt that the steward was despicable, but fan Yongzhi had already been on the stage. A gong and drum sounded, and the competition officially began. Don't dare to watch chess.
She could not help but lie down behind Xie Shangkuan and hide herself and her sight.
Xie Shangkuan kept comforting himself. He didn't know whether to comfort Yan Qi or himself: "it's OK, it's OK."
Fan Yongzhi on the ring fights with the champion. In this kind of competition, they are fastidious and ruthless. Once they drag on, they will be exhausted physically and will probably be killed by each other.
So the first few moves are very dangerous. Yong Zhi looks weak. Everyone is betting that he will be killed. However, after a few moves, he has the upper hand. His attack was quick and quick, and every move was relentless. Yan
the chess heart suddenly turns: "I want to leave quickly, go back to find daddy to help!"
She can't help Mr. Fan by staying here. However, the thugs surrounded her and Xie Shangkuan, and they were not allowed to leave. Yan's mind is in a mess.
Suddenly, a noise broke out in the crowd. Yan
for fear that Mr. Fan might be hurt, he hurriedly stretched his head and looked. However, he saw that Mr. Fan punched the champion in the chest and beat him back two steps, temporarily gaining the upper hand. I don't look very well.
The steward is very experienced. After a few moves, his heart suddenly trembles: the little white face on the way up may kill his champion.
The boxer made a lot of money for him. It was his treasure. He had been trained for ten years before. This underground boxing hall is supported by the champion. Who can think of such a small white face, such a powerful Kung Fu, and quick response to the war, not losing to experienced veterans at all? "
Mr. Fan!" Yan Qi is surprised and yells.
Fan Yongzhi was sweating all over and breathing was hot. He was very tired, but he was not worried at all. He knew he could have an explosion before he was exhausted. He took advantage of the outburst of the stock and suddenly got into trouble. People can only see that his boxing is as fast as the wind. After a few moves, the usually dignified champion looks like a novice and doesn't know how to parry.
Fan Yongzhi's last stroke was a feint, but the boxer who lost in a hurry didn't react.
"No!" The steward's face suddenly changed. However, fan Yongzhi was able to fight in front of the champion.
The champion fell down in response. His face was covered with blood, and his teeth almost fell off.
Think of the countless dead under him, and now he has been defeated, but only suffered a little slight injury, which is also a bit of luck.
I haven't met any real ruthless people. In the
audience, there was a shout, and the sound wave was about to overturn the roof. Fan
came down to the challenge arena. He looks like a fire all over his body, with pain in the bone seam. He held up a breath, afraid that the boxing hall could not afford to lose and would not let him go, so he did not show exhaustion. "
are you ready to go?" He asked the superintendent. Despite his kung fu and endurance, he can breathe freely at this time. It's possible to fight a group of thugs without any doubt, and make way immediately.
Fan Yongzhi first pulled Yan Qi, let her walk in front, then let Xie Shangkuan walk behind him. Three
when he left the underground boxing hall, he took two steps. Fan Yongzhi's legs were shaking. This was a fierce battle that consumed all his strength.
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to climb up the car with his last strength. Then he fell into the seat, unable to lift his eyelids.
Xie Shangkuan and Yan Qi also hurried to get on the bus and the driver left. Fan
can't speak the first sentence until ten minutes later. He
said: "walking too fast..."
Yan Qi: "still urgent? If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave. " Fan
Yongzhi: "no bonus." Yan
chess: "...." thanks
Shang Kuan: "....
both of them are worried about their lives. In the eyes of Mr. Fan, it's just a gamble. He was dying of exhaustion and thought about the bonuses.
People die for wealth and birds die for food. Both wealth and food are willing to fight desperately. Yan
for the first time, he looked at Mr. Fan with great admiration. He found that the goods were usually so cold and high. It's estimated that they were not proud but slow in response.
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The manager of the boxing hall looks at Yan Qi and his party. He has never seen Yan Qi before. She shouts out her grandfather's name and carries Yan's family out. Naturally, she can't be offended, but who knows her identity?
In case of fraud, will the boxing hall make people laugh off their big teeth and be bluffed by a little girl? In order to solve this problem, both sides have to take a step back. "Mr. Fan Yongzhi is sure to keep his camera. The day before yesterday, a reporter came in to take a picture. Only then did the new rules be established. Those who did not know were innocent.
In this way, I give you two choices: one is to leave the camera and go away after watching the game. The other is to play on stage and win a game. You can not only take away the bonus, but also return the camera. " When he speaks, the audience can hear and see.
Fan Yongzhi looks at a weak scholar. His skin is not as white as that of a southerner. The administrator speculates that he is a pampered young master in his family. It's a little childish, but if he is given a step, he should go back.
"Forget it, Mr. Fan." Yan Qi pulled fan Yongzhi's sleeve, then shouted to the steward, "what does the camera do for you? Can't I just give you the film? "
"That's what Miss said, just the film." Steward. Fan
Yongzhi gently helped her shoulder: "it's OK, I've been moving my muscles and bones for a long time."
He said, took off his shirt and leather shoes, and carefully handed the camera and shirt to Xie Shangkuan: "there is film in the pocket, don't lose it."
Xie Shangkuan knows that fan Yongzhi is powerful. When his grandfather went to England, he brought more than 300 domestic slaves, including a special martial arts teacher. Those martial arts teachers are all soldiers, experienced in all kinds of battles. Fan Yongzhi's father didn't like learning, but he followed his old servant to practice martial arts since he was a child. Later, he opened a boxing school to teach some foreign students or martial arts lovers.
He is not short of money. He just has this hobby.
Yan Qi also knows that he can master Kung Fu, but he is worried that he will not be able to compete with the martial arts masters who make a living in the challenge arena. "
... What are the rules?" Fan Yongzhi asked the administrator. I didn't expect him to dare to deal with the matter. He smiled at the bottom of his eyes: "signing the life and death form, going to the challenge arena, life and death have nothing to do with us." "
nonsense, you don't play the game of life and death!" Yan Qi is furious. "This is the exception."
Yan Qi: "...
she turns around and goes back to move the soldiers, but is surrounded by the people in the boxing hall, so she is not allowed to go for the time being.
"You know who my grandfather is and who my father is!" Yan Qi's voice was even louder. "You wait, my father told people to carry your nest!" Fan
Yongzhi comes over and taps Yan Qi lightly on the shoulder: "it's OK, wait a moment." That
side, life and death has come up.
One way to deal with affairs is to force fan Yongzhi to withdraw and protect the face of both sides. But fan Yongzhi had to take the film away.
He wrote down his name and turned to the stand. Thanks
Shang Kuan is also very nervous, but he constantly comforts Yan Qi: "don't worry, Yongzhi's Kung Fu is very good. He doesn't embroider his legs. It's OK. He wants to play a game. Let him try. "
Fan Yong went up to the challenge arena and the steward winked at the people next to him.
A moment later, fan Yongzhi's opponent also went to the challenge arena. As soon as the people came out, the whole basement suddenly became quiet, and then there was a thunderous shout.
Yan Qi looks at the man: it's a Malay, black blooded, one meter nine, taller than Mr. Fan. He's very strong, black and muscular. "
Why are you so good?" Yan Qi asks the person next to him.
The man next to her was very fond of the beautiful girl, and knew that she was a little white faced companion. He sympathized with her and said, "that's the champion here. There is no one alive under the champion. It's rare to see a fight between life and death today. The stakes are ten times higher. " The face of chess is pale.
Xie Shangkuan also felt that the steward was despicable, but fan Yongzhi had already been on the stage. A gong and drum sounded, and the competition officially began. Don't dare to watch chess.
She could not help but lie down behind Xie Shangkuan and hide herself and her sight.
Xie Shangkuan kept comforting himself. He didn't know whether to comfort Yan Qi or himself: "it's OK, it's OK."
Fan Yongzhi on the ring fights with the champion. In this kind of competition, they are fastidious and ruthless. Once they drag on, they will be exhausted physically and will probably be killed by each other.
So the first few moves are very dangerous. Yong Zhi looks weak. Everyone is betting that he will be killed. However, after a few moves, he has the upper hand. His attack was quick and quick, and every move was relentless. Yan
the chess heart suddenly turns: "I want to leave quickly, go back to find daddy to help!"
She can't help Mr. Fan by staying here. However, the thugs surrounded her and Xie Shangkuan, and they were not allowed to leave. Yan's mind is in a mess.
Suddenly, a noise broke out in the crowd. Yan
for fear that Mr. Fan might be hurt, he hurriedly stretched his head and looked. However, he saw that Mr. Fan punched the champion in the chest and beat him back two steps, temporarily gaining the upper hand. I don't look very well.
The steward is very experienced. After a few moves, his heart suddenly trembles: the little white face on the way up may kill his champion.
The boxer made a lot of money for him. It was his treasure. He had been trained for ten years before. This underground boxing hall is supported by the champion. Who can think of such a small white face, such a powerful Kung Fu, and quick response to the war, not losing to experienced veterans at all? "
Mr. Fan!" Yan Qi is surprised and yells.
Fan Yongzhi was sweating all over and breathing was hot. He was very tired, but he was not worried at all. He knew he could have an explosion before he was exhausted. He took advantage of the outburst of the stock and suddenly got into trouble. People can only see that his boxing is as fast as the wind. After a few moves, the usually dignified champion looks like a novice and doesn't know how to parry.
Fan Yongzhi's last stroke was a feint, but the boxer who lost in a hurry didn't react.
"No!" The steward's face suddenly changed. However, fan Yongzhi was able to fight in front of the champion.
The champion fell down in response. His face was covered with blood, and his teeth almost fell off.
Think of the countless dead under him, and now he has been defeated, but only suffered a little slight injury, which is also a bit of luck.
I haven't met any real ruthless people. In the
audience, there was a shout, and the sound wave was about to overturn the roof. Fan
came down to the challenge arena. He looks like a fire all over his body, with pain in the bone seam. He held up a breath, afraid that the boxing hall could not afford to lose and would not let him go, so he did not show exhaustion. "
are you ready to go?" He asked the superintendent. Despite his kung fu and endurance, he can breathe freely at this time. It's possible to fight a group of thugs without any doubt, and make way immediately.
Fan Yongzhi first pulled Yan Qi, let her walk in front, then let Xie Shangkuan walk behind him. Three
when he left the underground boxing hall, he took two steps. Fan Yongzhi's legs were shaking. This was a fierce battle that consumed all his strength.
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to climb up the car with his last strength. Then he fell into the seat, unable to lift his eyelids.
Xie Shangkuan and Yan Qi also hurried to get on the bus and the driver left. Fan
can't speak the first sentence until ten minutes later. He
said: "walking too fast..."
Yan Qi: "still urgent? If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave. " Fan
Yongzhi: "no bonus." Yan
chess: "...." thanks
Shang Kuan: "....
both of them are worried about their lives. In the eyes of Mr. Fan, it's just a gamble. He was dying of exhaustion and thought about the bonuses.
People die for wealth and birds die for food. Both wealth and food are willing to fight desperately. Yan
for the first time, he looked at Mr. Fan with great admiration. He found that the goods were usually so cold and high. It's estimated that they were not proud but slow in response.
The manager of the boxing hall looks at Yan Qi and his party. He has never seen Yan Qi before. She shouts out her grandfather's name and carries Yan's family out. Naturally, she can't be offended, but who knows her identity? In case of fraud, will the boxing hall make people laugh off their big teeth and be bluffed by a little girl? In order to solve this problem, both sides have to take a step back. "Mr. Fan Yongzhi is sure to keep his camera. The day before yesterday, a reporter came in to take a picture. Only then did the new rules be established. Those who did not know were innocent. In this way, I give you two choices: one is to leave the camera and go away after watching the game. The other is to play on stage and win a game. You can not only take away the bonus, but also return the camera. " When he speaks, the audience can hear and see. Fan Yongzhi looks at a weak scholar. His skin is not as white as that of a southerner. The administrator speculates that he is a pampered young master in his family. It's a little childish, but if he is given a step, he should go back. "Forget it, Mr. Fan." Yan Qi pulled fan Yongzhi's sleeve, then shouted to the steward, "what does the camera do for you? Can't I just give you the film? " "That's what Miss said, just the film." Steward. Fan Yongzhi gently helped her shoulder: "it's OK, I've been moving my muscles and bones for a long time." He said, took off his shirt and leather shoes, and carefully handed the camera and shirt to Xie Shangkuan: "there is film in the pocket, don't lose it." Xie Shangkuan knows that fan Yongzhi is powerful. When his grandfather went to England, he brought more than 300 domestic slaves, including a special martial arts teacher. Those martial arts teachers are all soldiers, experienced in all kinds of battles. Fan Yongzhi's father didn't like learning, but he followed his old servant to practice martial arts since he was a child. Later, he opened a boxing school to teach some foreign students or martial arts lovers. He is not short of money. He just has this hobby. Yan Qi also knows that he can master Kung Fu, but he is worried that he will not be able to compete with the martial arts masters who make a living in the challenge arena. "... What are the rules?" Fan Yongzhi asked the administrator. I didn't expect him to dare to deal with the matter. He smiled at the bottom of his eyes: "signing the life and death form, going to the challenge arena, life and death have nothing to do with us." "nonsense, you don't play the game of life and death!" Yan Qi is furious. "This is the exception." Yan Qi: "... she turns around and goes back to move the soldiers, but is surrounded by the people in the boxing hall, so she is not allowed to go for the time being. "You know who my grandfather is and who my father is!" Yan Qi's voice was even louder. "You wait, my father told people to carry your nest!" Fan Yongzhi comes over and taps Yan Qi lightly on the shoulder: "it's OK, wait a moment." That side, life and death has come up. One way to deal with affairs is to force fan Yongzhi to withdraw and protect the face of both sides. But fan Yongzhi had to take the film away. He wrote down his name and turned to the stand. Thanks Shang Kuan is also very nervous, but he constantly comforts Yan Qi: "don't worry, Yongzhi's Kung Fu is very good. He doesn't embroider his legs. It's OK. He wants to play a game. Let him try. " Fan Yong went up to the challenge arena and the steward winked at the people next to him. A moment later, fan Yongzhi's opponent also went to the challenge arena. As soon as the people came out, the whole basement suddenly became quiet, and then there was a thunderous shout. Yan Qi looks at the man: it's a Malay, black blooded, one meter nine, taller than Mr. Fan. He's very strong, black and muscular. "Why are you so good?" Yan Qi asks the person next to him. The man next to her was very fond of the beautiful girl, and knew that she was a little white faced companion. He sympathized with her and said, "that's the champion here. There is no one alive under the champion. It's rare to see a fight between life and death today. The stakes are ten times higher. " The face of chess is pale. Xie Shangkuan also felt that the steward was despicable, but fan Yongzhi had already been on the stage. A gong and drum sounded, and the competition officially began. Don't dare to watch chess. She could not help but lie down behind Xie Shangkuan and hide herself and her sight. Xie Shangkuan kept comforting himself. He didn't know whether to comfort Yan Qi or himself: "it's OK, it's OK." Fan Yongzhi on the ring fights with the champion. In this kind of competition, they are fastidious and ruthless. Once they drag on, they will be exhausted physically and will probably be killed by each other. So the first few moves are very dangerous. Yong Zhi looks weak. Everyone is betting that he will be killed. However, after a few moves, he has the upper hand. His attack was quick and quick, and every move was relentless. Yan the chess heart suddenly turns: "I want to leave quickly, go back to find daddy to help!" She can't help Mr. Fan by staying here. However, the thugs surrounded her and Xie Shangkuan, and they were not allowed to leave. Yan's mind is in a mess. Suddenly, a noise broke out in the crowd. Yan for fear that Mr. Fan might be hurt, he hurriedly stretched his head and looked. However, he saw that Mr. Fan punched the champion in the chest and beat him back two steps, temporarily gaining the upper hand. I don't look very well. The steward is very experienced. After a few moves, his heart suddenly trembles: the little white face on the way up may kill his champion. The boxer made a lot of money for him. It was his treasure. He had been trained for ten years before. This underground boxing hall is supported by the champion. Who can think of such a small white face, such a powerful Kung Fu, and quick response to the war, not losing to experienced veterans at all? "Mr. Fan!" Yan Qi is surprised and yells. Fan Yongzhi was sweating all over and breathing was hot. He was very tired, but he was not worried at all. He knew he could have an explosion before he was exhausted. He took advantage of the outburst of the stock and suddenly got into trouble. People can only see that his boxing is as fast as the wind. After a few moves, the usually dignified champion looks like a novice and doesn't know how to parry. Fan Yongzhi's last stroke was a feint, but the boxer who lost in a hurry didn't react. "No!" The steward's face suddenly changed. However, fan Yongzhi was able to fight in front of the champion. The champion fell down in response. His face was covered with blood, and his teeth almost fell off. Think of the countless dead under him, and now he has been defeated, but only suffered a little slight injury, which is also a bit of luck. I haven't met any real ruthless people. In the audience, there was a shout, and the sound wave was about to overturn the roof. Fan came down to the challenge arena. He looks like a fire all over his body, with pain in the bone seam. He held up a breath, afraid that the boxing hall could not afford to lose and would not let him go, so he did not show exhaustion. "are you ready to go?" He asked the superintendent. Despite his kung fu and endurance, he can breathe freely at this time. It's possible to fight a group of thugs without any doubt, and make way immediately. Fan Yongzhi first pulled Yan Qi, let her walk in front, then let Xie Shangkuan walk behind him. Three when he left the underground boxing hall, he took two steps. Fan Yongzhi's legs were shaking. This was a fierce battle that consumed all his strength. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to climb up the car with his last strength. Then he fell into the seat, unable to lift his eyelids. Xie Shangkuan and Yan Qi also hurried to get on the bus and the driver left. Fan can't speak the first sentence until ten minutes later. He said: "walking too fast..." Yan Qi: "still urgent? If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave. " Fan Yongzhi: "no bonus." Yan chess: "...." thanks Shang Kuan: ".... both of them are worried about their lives. In the eyes of Mr. Fan, it's just a gamble. He was dying of exhaustion and thought about the bonuses. People die for wealth and birds die for food. Both wealth and food are willing to fight desperately. Yan for the first time, he looked at Mr. Fan with great admiration. He found that the goods were usually so cold and high. It's estimated that they were not proud but slow in response.
