Ye Fan and Chen Feng returned to the locker room to make the best preparations, while the audience on the edge of the city was still talking about the two of them.

Liu Mengxue and grandfather Liu Zhengtian naturally came to watch the game, at least in terms of topics and traffic they bringed, their decision-making was extremely successful.

"Xiaoxue, Ye Fan's boxing match with this Chen Feng won't be in danger of his life, right? After all, he is a professional eater. ”

Liu Zhengtian said with some concern, he always felt that his granddaughter seemed to be a little tired of Ye Fan.

"Grandpa, don't worry! Whoever has an accident, Ye Fan, this kid won't have an accident! Don't forget that we are the ones who survived on the desert island!"

For Ye Fan, Liu Mengxue is extremely confident, as for what kind of professional boxer, it is just a matter of being knocked out in seven seconds.

"Xiaoxue, I remember that you are not too young this year, is it time to think about talking about marriage?

Liu Zhengtian asked tentatively.

His granddaughter is strong, and he is very satisfied with being able to open the company so well, and at his age, it is more like seeing his grandson.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about!

Liu Mengxue said with a red face.

"Are you really just friends? So why are you together every day? People in the company say that you two are tired of being together every day. ”

As the CEO of the group, it is normal for Liu Zhengtian to have a few eyeliners in the company, especially in terms of paying attention to his granddaughter.

"Grandpa, you're spying on me! You're so angry with me, ignore you!"

As soon as Liu Mengxue's voice fell, the game officially began.

Ye Fan ** was wearing his upper body and black sports shorts on his lower body, and his toned and strong figure attracted the attention of many audiences.

In contrast, Chen Feng's figure is a little unsightly, like a thin monkey.

In this era of deformed aesthetics where thinness is beauty, people are more concerned about weight than body fat.

Ye Fan realized a truth on the desert island, a fat man with strength is much more practical than a good-looking thin man.

Chen Feng blushed a little, he didn't expect Ye Fan's figure to be even better than himself, those fitness photos posted on social platforms before, compared to Ye Fan's now, are simply amateurs.

"Don't worry, boy, I'll knock you out in the second round!"

Chen Feng's self-confidence is not without roots, he made up his mind in the first round and will not take the initiative to attack, and the victory or defeat is in the second round.

Ye Fan didn't have time to deal with Chen Feng, in his opinion, such an opponent was far less interesting than the beasts on the desert island.

"Let's fight!"

The referee screamed zero, and the weirdest scene in the ring appeared, and neither side had the intention of taking the initiative to attack.

It's a bit like the mutual temptation of the senior brother and He Jinshui in "The King of Destruction".

It's just that Ye Fan wants to fulfill Liu Mengxue's entrustment, while Chen Feng has to wait for an opportunity.

"Oh yes, you're fighting! Lao Tzu bought a ticket to watch you two dance tango?"

"yes!

"Hit! You're still a gold belt, it's really watery!"

The audience's scolding came one after another, and Chen Feng couldn't bear it, but Ye Fan was unmoved.

Chen Feng stepped forward one by one, punched Ye Fan's chin, and finally the thin-skinned one took the lead.

Ye Fan stepped back and lowered his waist to dodge easily, in fact, he didn't need some superfluous movements, but in order to make the audience enjoy watching it, he would make relatively large movements.

"This man who is playing against Boss Chen has two hits!"

Asian fist Bo Qiu stared at Ye Fan and said, "It's just that this kid's movements are a little redundant, if it were me, he would have fallen to the ground with a punch!"

Bo Qiu then stared at the fight between Ye Fan and Chen Feng, who kept attacking tentatively, as if he was afraid that the driver would knock him out with a punch.

"Damn! Chen Feng didn't play like this in his previous games!"

"You forgot he said that he won't knock out Ye Fan until the second round!"

"This is the strength of the gold belt?

The audience can't see the doorway inside, and can only rely on the visual experience.

In fact, Chen Feng himself knew that his punches were completely conservative tests of the water, in case Ye Fan really got angry and knocked him out, that person would be a big loser.

However, he forgot that Ye Fan had said that he would knock him out within five seconds of the final round.

"Damn, when the first round is over, all you have to do is drink the water, and the victory will be mine!"

Chen Feng had already bought off the people in the venue before, he put some *** in Ye Fan's water, and after drinking it, he would be dizzy, and then he wouldn't let him ravage?

"Ding!"

"End of the first round!"

Before the end of the round, Chen Feng wanted to step forward to fight the black punch, but Ye Fan easily dodged it, and this punch hit the referee firmly.

"Oh my grass!" This referee has also been immersed in boxing for many years, and if he had changed to another player, I am afraid he would have gone up and beaten the other party a long time ago.

But Chen Changjiang is one of the sponsors of this competition, and it is obviously inappropriate to beat his son.

"One warning!"

The referee could only raise his hand, drag his panda eyes, and leave the field aggrieved.

"That kid of the Chen family is a bit of a black hand!" Liu Zhengtian said with a frown, strength in the ring is a part, but character is also very important.

At least Chen Feng's actions made him very disdainful.

"Grandpa, he just wants to punch Ye Fan, he really looks down on such a dirty man!"

Liu Mengxue said with added vinegar, anyway, she didn't have a good impression of this Chen Feng at all.

Liu Zhengtian nodded, "Someone you don't like, grandpa will never force you to marry him!"

Ye Fan looked at Chen Feng with a smile, "Next time you can play well, it's not good to beat the referee!"

"Who the hell did you say I deliberately hit the referee!"

Chen Feng was annoyed by Ye Fan's words, and said with some anger.

"Both sides shut up for me, drink saliva and get ready for the second round!"

The referee said dissatisfiedly, Ye Fan is also very slippery, and wants to make Chen Feng lively.

"Brother Fan, drink saliva!"

The young man on the side handed over a bottle of water and said with a smile.

Ye Fan didn't even look at it, and took a sip directly, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome..."The young man sweated a little nervously, as long as Ye Fan drank water, he could get a reward of 10,000 yuan!

Ye Fan took the first sip and felt that there was one in the water, but he didn't care.

The memories of the Brahma God awakened, and the little *** is a fart for him?

Chen Feng sneered, "Damn, let's see what you use to fight me this time! Lao Tzu will kill you in a while!"

"Ding!"

"Round 2 begins!"

With the referee's order, Ye Fan stood on the ring again, wanting to play with Chen Feng for five rounds, Ye Fan was inexplicably a little irritable.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Feng stepped forward and smashed a swing fist at Ye Fan's head, the latter's speed obviously decreased slightly, and he barely dodged the fist when it was very close to him.

"It looks like the effect of the drug has taken off!"

Chen Feng was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately accelerated the frequency of his attacks, but he couldn't imagine why every time he attacked closely, Ye Fan would be thrillingly dodged.

"Damn, it must be that the medicine is not effective enough!"

Ye Fan sneered, this time the audience was enjoyable, after all, no one likes to watch the game without suspense.

With Ye Fan's cooperation, Chen Feng had a tendency to knock out the opponent, but he was dodged by the opponent every time.

"Hey, this driver's luck is so good! I think he's going to be knocked out!"

"Yes, every time you can save the day!"

"Chen Feng still has the grace to save face for this driver!"

Finally suffered the last round, Chen Feng was out of breath at this time, constantly wiping sweat and rinsing his mouth, he couldn't figure out why Ye Fan had persisted until now, and there was no drug effect!

"Brother Fan.. Some more water?" the young man asked nervously, every time he rested, Ye Fan would drink water with face, but he didn't pour it for a long time, what was the reason?

"I've drunk it so many times, you should know it too, right? Ye Fan threw the water aside, "I'll go for a test when the game is over, how about it?"

"Brother Fan, I was wrong!"

"Get out!"

The last round finally began, and if Chen Feng and Ye Fan, the driver, were tied, it would be really funny!

"Let's fight!"

"Huh!"

The referee didn't see Ye Fan's movements at all, and Chen Feng had already fallen to the ground on the spot!

Victory or defeat is in a split second!

Say knock you out in five seconds in the last round, and you have to do it!

"What are you doing in a daze, counting the seconds!"