Silence often does not lead to tolerance, but is likely to be an inch.

Looking at the tormented expression on Uncle Zhou's face, and the look in his eyes that he had to endure it, it was very simple to judge that this kind of thing had not happened on the first day, in the changing room, which was not much bigger than the public bathroom, the laughter was still endless, the seven shirtless strong men were all on the left, and there was a large open space in the middle, Uncle Zhou's thin body in a suit, and Shang Yang, who had just arrived, were isolated on the right.

In fact.

Hearing the words "stupid son" from their mouths, Shang Yang was not surprised, when he first came into contact with Zhou Fei, he felt that this person was not mentally normal, even if he was just a small sparring role, it was impossible to have no verbal communication, he would fight when he came up, and the mechanical-like movement gave people the feeling of being too rigid.

"Da-da..."

The strong man who spoke at the beginning walked over with his neck dangling, and the rest of the strong men, except for one who sat on the long changing sofa in the center of the dressing room, stood aside, their eyes smiling expectantly.

Shang Yang and Uncle Zhou were also sitting on the changing sofa, right at the door, with their backs to everyone.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Uncle Zhou's face was tense and his whole body began to tense.

Shang Yang next to him was very surprised, it stands to reason that everyone is boxing in the same boxing arena, there is no personal conflict, and it will not be like this offstage.

"Smack..."

A pair of big hands that were open enough to grab the basketball slapped on Uncle Zhou's back erection neck, and shook Uncle Zhou's body, and then the owner of these big hands slowly sat next to him, his eyes narrowed into a slit and said abusively: "Old Zhou, I haven't responded to me when I talked to you just now, how about proposing? Marry a daughter-in-law and use it with your stupid son, I have thought about the way back for you, give birth to a child, you can be both a grandfather and a father, Zhou Fei also has a brother, otherwise what will he do in the future? Look at his stupid appearance, how will he live when you die?"

Shang Yang turned his head and stared coldly at the man sitting next to him.

"Hehe..."

Uncle Zhou smiled awkwardly, and turned his head, just before he could pretend to be indifferent, he had been blocked in front of him, and he couldn't hide, but he didn't resist, but followed the topic, and said insincerely: "Save money, when you have saved enough, I will marry him a daughter-in-law, and when the time comes, I will give you a happy wine, everyone has to come, have a show, give face, we also want to be popular..."

As soon as these words came out, several people behind him laughed.

"Really?"

The strong man next to him had a light in his eyes, and teased: "No matter whether they go or not, I have to be there, not for anything else, that is, when I enter the cave room at night, Xiao Fei's skills are not skilled, I can still guide and guide, I guess he can't learn, but you can rest assured that he won't come to me, and the candles in the cave room will definitely be lively..."

The words just now were already naked humiliation, and now, the humiliation has undoubtedly added another level.

There are many sacred words in the cave room, but the protagonist changes, and it will become dirty and dirty.

"Old Black, why are you here? when we are eating dry rice?"

The other side of the locker room remembered the sound of laughter.

Lao Hei, that is, the nickname of the man sitting next to Uncle Zhou, has indeed dark skin.

"That's right, we are all a company, we are blessed and enjoy hardships together, Zhou Fei's cave room flower candle, you clearly don't treat us as brothers, don't fight for righteousness!"

Lao Hei turned around and admitted: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, it's not my daughter-in-law anyway, let's come together..."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head again, grabbed the strength of Uncle Zhou's neck, obviously a little heavier, lowered his head a few points, stared at Uncle Zhou's side face and said: "Old Zhou, don't be angry when I say this, you can hear it all for the good of your stupid son, after all, the first impression is very important, if you are really unhappy, you can also communicate together, let's communicate together, learn from each other!"

"Hehe..."

Lao Zhou continued to laugh awkwardly, not knowing how to respond, so he lowered his head and didn't respond, not even daring to look at the old black next to him, completely looking like a bully.

"Smack..."

Lao Hei slapped Uncle Zhou's neck again, and unexpectedly, Uncle Zhou, who weighed absolutely less than 100 catties, trembled again when he was photographed.

"Speak, whether you agree or not, but don't worry, whether the child born is ours, or a neighbor's arm, or a beggar on the street, we will let him be surnamed Zhou, and no one will fight with you!"

"Get your hands off the way!"

Before the people in the back had time to laugh, they heard a cold voice coming, not surprisingly, it was Shang Yang next to him, although he had not experienced hard work in the workplace, he had watched a lot of TV, and knew that there were always some so-called colleagues who stabbed knives behind their backs, if it was someone else, Shang Yang would not open his mouth when he was paired, but it was Lao Zhou who let him have some expectations in the word "father".

The hot blood that had already been angry was rolling, his face was flushed, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Lao Hei was stunned when he heard this voice.

Not only him, but even several strong men who were watching the play on the side gradually tightened their smiles, put down the arms they were holding just now, and slowly stood up straight against the wall, staring at the front seriously.

The expression on the old black face gradually turned cold.

Before he could speak, he saw Uncle Zhou suddenly panic and said, "Brother Hei... Brother Hei, don't be angry, Xiao Shang didn't understand the rules when he first arrived, and I didn't tell him, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, you are angry..."

Looking at Uncle Zhou's skillful begging for mercy, it has been more than once or twice.

"Fuck off!"

Lao Hei did not become restrained because of his plea for mercy, but intensified, staring at Shang Yang with his eyes, and the arm that grabbed the back of Uncle Zhou's neck did not let go, but suddenly exerted force, just watched Uncle Zhou's body pop out of the sofa in an instant, Lao Hei's arm was almost as thick as Uncle Zhou's calf, and the strength can be imagined, Uncle Zhou was caught off guard and lay on the ground, with a bang, and fell very hard.

There was Uncle Zhou between the two just now, but now there is no one.

Lao Hei said word by word, "Not only did I not send it, but I also threw it out to him, what can you do to me?"

"Hmm..."

Shang Yang instantly got up from the sofa, ready to fight back, in his dictionary there were those who were killed and those who were not scared to death, in other words, he really wanted to rely on something else to recover the scene, but when there was nothing left, it seemed that there were only fists left.

Seeing this, several people behind him stepped over in unison, leaving only the man sitting on the sofa in the middle of the two rows of locked wardrobes, he was very calm, his eyes did not blink, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

The girls call them walking hormones, looking at the muscles on their bodies, they do reflect the strong charm of men, this group of muscles came over, and the result was obvious, it was not to pull a fight, just a few people, but there was a posture of black clouds crushing the city.

At this moment, I heard a "creak".

The door to the room where Shang Yang had just come in was opened.

A middle-aged man in casual clothes walked in from the outside, not tall, at first glance he was an ordinary person, and he had no characteristics, he could not be called kind and kind, but he had a bit of a fierce face, his appearance made the atmosphere in the room freeze suddenly, Shang Yang didn't know him when he first came, but as long as everyone in the boxing stadium knew that this person's name was Ge Zhong, and everyone else was called Mr. Ge, and he was responsible for the daily affairs of the boxing stadium, and his status was him except for the two managers.

As soon as Mr. Ge entered the door, he found out about the situation, frowned slightly, and showed displeasure.

"Mr. Ge..."

"Ge is always good"

These walking hormones lost their momentum just now, and suddenly barked like cats, nodding their heads and waists.

Able to fight... It's really not as good as having the right!

Mr. Ge didn't respond immediately, he looked down at Lao Zhou, who was pushed to the ground by Lao Hei and was still in pain, and his face was still pale, knowing that this old man must have been bullied just now, but he didn't ask, each place has its own unique rules, at least the four words of the jungle are eternal truths.

"It's all fucking idle, stay on stage to make trouble, whoever dares to make trouble will fucking fuck me out!"

Mr. Ge roared violently.

Hearing him shout, these people were all silent, and even the most arrogant old black just now lowered his head and accompanied his smiling face.

Mr. Ge said that he wouldn't come back for ten days and half a month on weekdays, and even if he fought again, he didn't know, after finishing speaking, he looked at Lao Zhou, who was completely up, and then looked at Shang Yang, and asked, "Are you here to fly for the fool?"

Fool Fei, it should be Zhou Fei.

Shang Yang nodded: "I'm here to replace Brother Zhou..."

When Mr. Ge heard the reply, he looked Shang Yang up and down, and then shook his head without leaving a trace, this look is too different from the boxer's figure in his cognition, but he didn't say anything to deny it, after all, Lao Zhou's father and son are also a big gimmick in the boxing gym, fools fly, every time they win a game, they will shout at the boxing stadium "I want to make money and marry a daughter-in-law" I really gained a lot of people who were willing to buy tickets to come in and see.

As a manager, Mr. Ge naturally knows that sometimes he still has to put some water.

"Let's prepare..."

After speaking, he looked at the strong man sitting on the sofa in front of him, turned his head and walked out.

Shang Yang noticed that when everyone else became panicked, this strong man didn't even move, but he just understood the look left by Mr. Ge, so he stood up, and where he passed, everyone else took a step back, made way out, walked to the door, didn't go out immediately, stopped and looked at Shang Yang.

Said: "Your name is Shang Yang, right? I've heard you, my brother used to follow your ass all day long, and it was Brother Shang who opened and closed his mouth, and he didn't even listen to my own brother, but this is not the one you've seen, you can make a name for yourself by being fierce, there are rules here, just now, if Mr. Ge didn't come in, they would not have taken care of you if they were crippled and thrown out, because boxing is risky, this door is equivalent to signing an agreement..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted Shang Yang on the shoulder, "More than brave, not enough brains... It's not impossible to take revenge, your opponent today is Lao Hei, prepare well..."

After saying that, he let go of his hand and walked out of the door.

"Thank you, Brother Xiong, thank you, Brother Xiong..."

Shang Yang didn't speak, but Lao Zhou's face was full of joy, and he looked like he was being instructed by a master, and he didn't take his eyes back until the door closed.

"Boy, count your fate, don't beg for mercy when you play later, I was going to beat the fool out of the, but unfortunately, I beat you to kneel on the stage today, there is a kind of don't admit defeat!"

Lao Hei's hands turned into fists and collided together, making a standard provocative move.

He finished speaking, leaving only a contemptuous look, and then turned to the side.

The other strong men also looked at it with disdain, and there was no lack of anger in their eyes, but they were silent.

The locker room was silent.

Uncle Zhou raised his hand again and grabbed Shang Yang's arm, his heart palpitated, and he softly said two words in a mosquito-like voice, "Thank you..."