Nightmares, uneasy premonitions always linger in my heart, and Coriander realizes in her trepidation that she is so afraid of losing Fujihikodo. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The security and trepidation that this man brought to her were almost equal, and these two diametrically opposed feelings were like growing up at two poles, and there would never be a day when they would meet.

Seeing Fujihiko Tang practicing boxing in the dark room at home, Coriander felt a little guilty. She felt like she was dragging him down—

Fujihiko was supposed to go to the boxing ring today to find someone to practice, but when he saw that Coriander woke up from a nightmare and was not in a good mental state, he said that he would stay at home and accompany her all day.

He practiced with a sandbag, and the effect he received from practicing with others was still very different.

The old lady and Su Qinghong were so forgetful that they were playing together, how could they care about the affairs of the little couple?

However, Yan Song was idle at home and had nothing to do, and when he walked around, he saw Fuji Yantang sweating in the dark room and fighting with a sandbag, scratching his head in wonder, and after walking in, he found the name in this dark room.

He felt the chisel marks on the wall along the wall, and it was clear that they were not natural. But if it were man-made, he really couldn't imagine what kind of crazy person had left these marks on the wall.

"What's going on with this wall? Are these scratches decorative? Yan Song said, "Tsk, it's full of murderous energy." ”

Fujihiko couldn't help but roll his eyes, and gasped lightly, "The decoration of your house is like this?" ”

He didn't let go of his hands holding on to the sandbag for a long time, remembering the days when he was tormented by mania - once he got sick, he would be locked up in this dark room, venting all the violent impulses and excess energy in his body. It was only in this way that he gradually found peace.

Later, he knew that there was such a place as an underground boxing ring, so he slowly got rid of this confinement room.

Later, he met coriander......

The thought of this little woman made the corners of his lips rise uncontrollably.

Seeing him holding the sandbag silly, Yan Song was inexplicable for a while.

He happened to walk in the direction of Fujihikodo's side, and then he saw the bruises on Fujihikodo's face.

Yan Song was a little stunned, "What's the matter with your face?" ”

Without waiting for Fujihikodo to answer, he said again: "Coriander?" ”

Fujihiko smiled angrily, "Is she willing to beat me!" ”

"Ouch, do you want me to call her over, you ask her face to face if she is reluctant to beat you."

Yan Song laughed very badly.

Fuji Yantang really swung his fist over, and Yan Song easily dodged it.

"Seriously, you two didn't have a conflict?" Yan Song felt that it was time to play the role of a wave of "good big brothers", in addition to honoring the old lady in this family, it was also possible to do some work to coordinate the relationship between the younger brother and the younger siblings. "When I saw Coriander just now, she was very anxious, so I didn't dare to talk to her, for fear that I would beat me up if I didn't agree. I said, why did you mess with her? ”

Fujihiko couldn't help but smile, he thought Yan Song was joking, but after listening to his description, he realized that Coriander might really be restless. Except this morning when she was awakened by a nightmare, and after crying in his arms, she never showed this emotion to him.

He knew what Cilantro was worried about. But Yan Song misunderstood, thinking that there was something wrong with the relationship between their husband and wife.

Fujihiko explained to him: "In a few days, I have a boxing match, and she may be worried that something will happen to me." ”

"Boxing match?" Yan Song was stunned for a moment, and then he rubbed his hands, looking eager to try, and complained, "No wonder you are practicing!" There's such a good thing, and you didn't tell me! ”

Fujihiko Tang laughed repeatedly, "This is a good thing-"

Then, he told Yan Song what happened.

The more Yan Song listened, the more solemn his expression became.

Hearing this, his expression made Fujihiko feel like he had been sentenced to death.

Yan Song said: "It's not a good thing to know, you still have to take this mess?" ”

Fujihikodo is righteous and awe-inspiring, "You can't let the Japanese do whatever they want!" ”

"The current situation is like this, it is not a matter of a day or two for the Japanese to do whatever they want in the Chinese, what can't they do?" Yan Song felt that Fuji Yantang took things too seriously.

The countless evil deeds committed by the Japanese in the territory of the Chinese people, and the manipulation of underground boxing rings and so on, are only the tip of the iceberg.

Yan Song used his own theory to analyze with Fuji Yantang, "When you don't take it seriously, it's not a thing." The more you take it seriously, the more impactful it will be in the end.

The one called Qianyu or something, it's also impulsive. What is he fighting with Japanese fighters? You say, don't you?

Even if it was a matter at first, I thought your friend was too upright. If I were him, I would ignore the referee and beat the Japanese fighter so that he couldn't stand up, and if the referee stopped me, I would beat him together. Whoever stops me, I'll beat him! They ignored the rules in the first place, and your friend didn't have to follow the rules of the game at all, and he wouldn't be said anything if he won - he didn't take the chance to win. ”

Yan Song was worried, "The referee is deliberately delaying the schedule, and he will definitely do something in the game in a few days, and the substitutions are trivial." I'm afraid something else will happen—"

"What else could be the matter?" Fujihiko asked.

"The Japanese fighter dominates the underground arena undefeated, and finally someone could break his winning streak, and the next bout is sure to be in the spotlight. In case this match attracts the attention of people with sensitive identities......"

"You mean......" Fujihiko still didn't understand what he meant.

Yan Song shook his head, "There are some things that are hard to say. ”

Although the agencies and departments of the patrol and police departments are different, the duties they perform are similar. Yan Song has been a patrol officer and knows a little about the ups and downs of the police world. Fujihiko has never done anything in his business, and it is understandable that he knows a little about it.

The patrol room in Longcheng is about to be abolished, although the duty is still there, but it has neglected the police affairs of Longcheng. The new police station is different—unlike the passive patrol room, the new police station is in a period of activity.

Yan Song was thinking that if the new police station targeted the underground boxing arena because of the boxing match, it would be troublesome.

And he had a hunch that it could be a big problem.

Yan Song said that he would inquire and wait for the results of the matter to be discussed in detail with Fujihikodo.

He felt that Fujihikodo would not receive too significant results by practicing boxing against sandbags, so he said: "You can't practice like this, do you want me to be your opponent?" ”

Fujihiko threw him a pair of gloves, "I just want to try your skills." ”

Yan Song smiled a little weakly.

Self-aware, he still has it.

If he was serious, he would not be Fujihikodo's opponent at all.

Wearing boxing gloves, Yan Song made moves with Fuji Yantang, and after more than ten moves, he was a little overwhelmed.

Fujihiko got serious, like a mad dog.

And Yan Song has a shadow in his heart, he still remembers one day being knocked unconscious by Yan Song and then tied up in an abandoned warehouse by Wuhuada......

Sensing that Yan Song was gradually struggling and his movements became sluggish, Fuji Yantang smiled and sneered, "Can you do it?" How do I feel that you haven't beaten me yet? ”

Yan Song raised his hands in surrender, "It's old, it's old, it's not good." He breathed a sigh of relief as he took off his gloves, and suddenly remembered something, "You said your friend was seriously injured?" ”

Fujihiko nodded, "It's quite serious. I decided to help him play the next game after a few days. He sighed with some emotion, "Maybe as you said, it would have been nice to ignore it at first, but at this point, this game has to be fought-"

Yan Song will naturally judge the situation and know that the next game has to be played, and he has to win!

But the Japanese are so dark!

If Fujihikodo wants to win the beauty, it will be really difficult!

Yan Song helped him think of an idea, "You go and learn more about the opponent with your friend."

On the day of the match, even if the Japanese want to make a substitution, the person who is replaced will be similar in shape and fist style, after all, they will not do such a shameless thing as a substitution, they will not do it too obviously.

Your friend is also a master, so you should have an impression of your opponent's style. And from the injuries he suffered, it can be seen that Japanese fighters only need to attack which part of the body.

You can do some research and make a plan to deal with it in advance. ”

What Yan Song said, Fuji Yantang thought of it.

"Coriander ......"

He was mainly concerned about the feelings of coriander, so he did not leave the house.

After staying in the Fuji family for so long, how could Yan Song not see that these little two were like glue? In particular, Fujihikodo is not only obedient to coriander, but it is simply good to make people envious, jealous and hateful!

In front of them, Yan Song felt that he was suffering a thousand critical hits every day, and his single dog had already suffered tons of damage.

As long as he saw that Fujihiko was good to coriander, he sighed all the time, why wasn't he the one next to Fujihiko's pillow......

Yan Song said: "Coriander must have a premonition of what will happen, so she is so worried about you." You are ready for the next game, don't worry about coriander, nothing will happen to her at home.

Hurry up and find your friend, you can rest assured that you can leave the coriander to me, you can rest assured, I will never take advantage of it. ”

Yan Song put on a particularly sincere expression.

Fujihiko was a little speechless. Can he say that the more Yan Song said this, the more he was worried about going out......

"You come with me!"

Yan Song's face collapsed instantly.

Fujihiko slipped Yan Songti to coriander and said that he wanted to go out, and immediately got coriander's permission.

Coriander called Baifeng early in the morning and asked her to check on the underground boxing ring.

As soon as the results came out, she was taken aback, she didn't know if she didn't check, she didn't expect the background of the underground boxing stadium to be so grand. Not only the wealthy gentry and businessmen in various parts of the Shanghai market, but also the high-ranking officials of the state government also participated. These are people who like to gamble.

The underground boxing arena is like an ancient Roman Colosseum.

The underground boxing stadium is still a place where some forces launder money.

In fact, it is not the first time that the black-box control has appeared in the underground boxing arena, but it is not as arrogant as the Japanese.

Some of the businessmen involved in the gambling in the underground boxing stadium did business with the Japanese, and put the transferred black money into the underground boxing stadium to wash it up, and the matter was mastered by the Japanese.

The Japanese participated in the underground boxing arena through some means, and it seems that they are not willing to be a participant, and gradually dominate the events of the underground boxing stadium......

Fujihiko and Yan Song went out together, but the two didn't come back together.

Fujihiko came back very early, before dinner.

Yan Song didn't come back until late at night, and brought back very bad news.

“…… Sure enough, it was the same as I thought - a colleague of mine in the patrol room was going to the police station, and he told me a little that the police station would be in action in four days, and the call order had been issued to them. He said he didn't know what the operation was about, but it was supposed to be a big operation, and other officers would be brought in from elsewhere to participate in the operation.

I think it might have something to do with the underground gym. Because the time is almost the same, it is all after four days. ”

Hearing this, Coriander felt a lot more at peace.

Knowing what to expect, taking countermeasures, knowing that something is going to happen but not knowing what is about to happen, then the sense of anxiety will become more and more intense.

Yan Song guessed: "On the day of the fight, the police may launch a big hunt for the black boxer. Then he asked Fujihiko, "Have you decided to go to the tournament anyway?" ”

Fujihiko thought for a moment and nodded resolutely, "Hit." ”

This game had to be played.

Yan Song was a little helpless, "Okay." Then I'll ask again tomorrow and see if I can find out what those people at the police station are trying to do. ”

From beginning to end, Coriander looked at Fujihiko Hall fixedly, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance into her bones.

Yan Song knew that Coriander must be worried about Fuji Yantang, but in fact, his mood was the same.

"The underground boxing arena still has a bit of a background, and it's still a bit difficult for the police station to want to take a nest there." Yan Song's words carried a lot of comfort, thinking of the rules in the underground boxing arena, he felt that they could also take advantage of the loopholes like the Japanese. He instructed Fujihikodo, "Hikodo, if you play, don't take off your mask no matter what. If there is an accident, I will arrange for you to run away! ”

He suddenly thought again, "Huh? Cilantro, do you have a friend who works in the Department of Police? You can ask him—"

After he said this, Cilantro remembered Octavia, who served as the deputy director of the Police Division.

Yan Song also said: "No matter what action the police station takes, it must be an order directly issued by the police secretary. ”

After thinking about it, Cilantro nodded and said, "I'll ask." ”

But her relationship with Octavia is a bit delicate.

Octavia himself is a bit delicate, and it is not certain whether he will agree to help this time.

Fujihiko didn't want cilantro to have much to do with Octavia.

He looked at the coriander, "I'll ask." ”

Coriander was slightly stunned, "It's okay." "Don't go directly to him." ”

According to Mingrui's current status, whoever is close to him will definitely get into trouble. (To be continued.) )