Happy times always pass so quickly, and in the blink of an eye I have been back for months. In the past few months, I have not been idle, I rented a store on the corner of the street, opened a small restaurant called "Manbu Life", relying on the cooking skills learned from hell, the business is not bad. The chef will help me buy groceries every day, and I still have to do the cooking. Yoo Woo-hee would come to the store every day when he came back from work to help me greet customers. Seeing her in professional attire helping me serve dishes and bowls, I was a little reluctant and persuaded her to go back to rest. But she stroked her hair, smiled at me, and said I like to do something with you. At that moment, my whole body was crispy, and I couldn't wait to immediately put down the spatula in my hand and hug her into my arms. My Yuxi definitely has the ability to turn 100 steels into finger wrapping softness.

On the day the store opened, Xiao Yang took a group of his friends to book a three-day show. Seeing Xiao Yang's friends who drove BMW Daben staggering in my palm-sized shop, I just went out and toasted a glass of wine, but I didn't know what to say. Xiao Yang really has nothing to say to me. Hugging my neck, Xiao Yang smiled and said, remember to call me to join the stock when you open a branch, I value your craftsmanship. In front of his friends, Xiao Yang made my humble little shop a place for their future dinners. Thinking of the process of getting to know Xiao Yang, it really makes me wonder if there is such a thing as fate.

Song Jian hasn't been in touch since the last time we met, he didn't come to mess with me, and I can't recruit him, so it's a good thing for me to just keep in touch with each other. During this time, a police officer came to the door to find me and verify my identity. However, it was only to verify my identity, and it didn't take me back to the police station or anything. It's just that the police officer surnamed Wang told me not to run around, and that I may need to help with the investigation at any time. I thought it must have been Brzygood who did the work for me. He said that he would give me justice, and I was really looking forward to it.

I'm afraid the happiest thing is the relationship between my daughter and me. These days, the relationship between our father and daughter can be regarded as a day by day. Especially since I opened this restaurant, my daughter has become a loyal eater for me. The debt over the years has also made me always think of the law to make some special snacks for this snack goods. Every time I see this little girl eating with a greasy nose and a greasy face, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Whenever I am satisfied, my daughter will use her greasy little mouth on my face. It felt better than when I knocked out an opponent in the ring.

When it comes to the ring, I can't forget boxing. More than two years of diligent daily training abroad has made the shadow of fighting in my blood. Although I opened a small shop, I still resumed training, and I practiced hard for four hours a day, regardless of wind or rain. The master and Yuxi talked about me at the beginning, but seeing that I was very determined and persistent, they didn't say anything more. At this time, I practiced so hard that I didn't have any purpose, I just wanted to practice, and I couldn't stop.

One sunny afternoon, Ye Xianxian came to my store and handed me a bright red "Xi" with both hands: "Please have a glass of wine, you must enjoy the light." "I gladly accepted the invitation and sent my sincere wishes. Ye Xianxian didn't show the same feelings as the last time they met, just smiled slightly and nodded, "Wait for you." Then he turned and left.

Looking at the back of Ye Xianxian leaving, I knew that we were just passing friends after all. However, I sincerely wish this girl to find her own happiness. Thinking of the huge photos of Ye Xianxian and Ye Chengfeng on the street, I suddenly felt that I really owed Liu Yuxi too much. Touching the ring that still hangs around my neck, I still owe Liu Yuxi a wedding.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon and there were no guests. Ngawang and I, the waiter I had invited, dozed off lazily. Suddenly, Ngawang stabbed me with his hand: "Boss, there is a visitor." ”

I looked up and saw a familiar face grinning at me, "Aren't you welcome to me?

I laughed, stepped forward, and gave a hug according to Russian etiquette: "Welcome to beautiful China, Mr. Akibuev." ”

Ngawang looked at me in a daze, he never thought that I, the unattractive boss and man, could speak fluent Russian: "I'm going to pour you a glass of water?"

"Nope. I waved my hand, "Heat up the few dishes I made at noon, and bring over a bottle of wine." "I'm still used to drinking with Archie.

Looking at the environment of my small shop, Archie shook his head incredulously: "I really didn't expect you to come back and open such a small shop." When Popov told me, I thought he was joking with me. You know, you're a mad dog from hell. Archie looked at me with a shake of his head, "But you seem to like it, don't you?"

"That's what life is for me. After taking the hot food and drink, I raised my chopsticks to Archie, "Will you use it?"

"Of course!" Archie expertly picked up his chopsticks and gulped down, "but then again, your cooking skills are indeed good, and it's a bit of a waste not to be a chef." But it's hard to imagine that you made such a delicious dish. Archie tapped the plate with his chopsticks and snuggled his mouth.

I poured Archie a drink: "Try our Chinese wine, it's no worse than vodka." ”

Archie nodded: "I haven't drunk less with you Chinese in the past two days." I've drunk your Chinese wine once, but I still like it. It's strong enough to suit my taste. "The temperament of the Russian old man is good face, and I suspect that he must not be used to Chinese wine.

"You've been in China for a long time?" I clinked glasses with Archie, "and now you remember to come and see me?"

"Yes, it came last month. Archie smiled, "I didn't have time until yesterday." I asked Xiao Yang for your address, and I came to surprise you today. ”

"What's the big business now?" I said, draining the rest of my glass, "I've been busy until now." ”

Archie looked at Ngawang sitting at the table next to us and frowned at me.

"Don't worry. I smiled, "An ordinary fellow, we don't understand a word." ”

Seeing us looking at him, Ngawang stood up and walked over: "Boss, do you still want to order food?"

I shook my head, "It's okay, you can just find a place to rest." ”

Ngawang was a clever young man, and when he saw that we were getting drunk, he brought us another bottle of wine, and went to sleep at the bar.

"Tell me, my friend, what business is it that makes you so secret?" I tapped Archie's cup with my chopsticks.

"Hey, what else can I do. Archie looked at Ngawang cautiously, then lowered his head and said softly, "It's not about organizing some boxing matches or something." ”

"Yes, it's all developed in China. "I give a thumbs up. Eagle once said that Archie used to control half of the underground black boxing world, and he thought that Archie would make a comeback after returning to the United States this time.

"I have to thank you for that, Mad Dog. Archie raised his glass and nodded at me, "If it weren't for you helping me win that fight, I don't know when I would have achieved my dream." ”

I knew that Archie had taken a lot of money in that boxing match, but I didn't know what his ideals were. I smiled, "If you're comfortable with it, I'd love to hear about your ideals." ”

Archie lit a cigarette and looked at me: "Mad Dog, you have really changed, you would never ask me before." ”

I was stunned, Archie was right. After I came back, maybe my life was too comfortable, and I thought about less and less. When I was in Russia, I rarely asked questions because my life was under constant threat. Because the more secrets you know, the more of a threat you are to certain people. At that time, I would never have thrown a question as casually as I do now.

"But I want to tell you. Archie took a puff of his cigarette and nodded at me, "My ideal." After a pause, he looked at me again, "My ideal is to create a global underground black fist world!"

I was shaken to create a world of black fists? I never knew Archie had such ambitions. I don't know what Archie planned in mind, but it sounded very grandiose to me.

"Isn't that a bit unrealistic?" Archie grinned self-deprecatingly, "Different countries have different customs, different national conditions. And underground black boxing is banned in most countries, let alone globalized. Sometimes I think I'm a bit of a dreamer. ”

Archie shrugged, "Still, I just want him to make it happen." ”

Archie's eyes were full of confidence and certainty.

"I believe in you!" I nodded, raising my glass, "Ideals are always realized, how do you know if it works without trying?"

"Thank you, Mad Dog!" Archie looked at me with a complicated look as he drank the wine from his glass, "You're the best fighter I've ever met, and I even longed to work with you for a long time." At one point, I even had a long future plan for both of us. ”

"Hey. Archie shook his head, "But now that I'm seeing you in such a small shop, I don't know if I'm happy or sorry for you." ”

Archie's words pierced my heart, and from the bottom of my heart, I wanted to let go of my career as a boxer. I like to stand in the ring and look down on people, and I like to fight my opponent hard, even if it's bloody. But then the family I care about the most has nowhere to put it.

Smiling, I didn't want to continue the topic, and the conversation changed: "You came to China this time for your black boxing world layout, right?"

"Not bad. Archie nodded, "China is a big market. I stayed in N City a few days ago and a guy named Chen Zhijun was planning our future market. ”

"With whom?" I was stunned.

"Chen Zhijun. Why, do you know him?" asked Archie, turning his face to the side.

Hey, it's a small world. I sighed softly!

PS: The layout of the whole novel has been written, but I will break it at the end of the first volume. The characters and plot settings of the first volume have laid the groundwork for the second volume, and the story of the second volume will slowly unfold. I know I'll keep writing, but when I get back to it depends on fate. The best time is like a dream, and the dream will eventually wake up. I know, it's time for me to wake up.

Although few people read this book, it has become a part of me that I can't part with. Maybe this is the plot of my eggache! The world I want to write about, that feeling is my wishful thinking after all. Sorry for my 10 or 20 clicks a day. Although I have written to the beginning of the hundredth chapter, I will only update to ninety-nine chapters at the moment.

A sentence of self-encouragement: Riding the wind and waves is sometimes exhausted, and the clouds and sails are in the sea!

On the night of April 19, 2017