Fifty-one proficient

Also a boxing champion, these reporters all revolved around Baoren to interview, and no one was birding, which made Nancy feel like a passerby. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Nancy pondered and pondered, and finally found the reason, the British boxing champion is no longer worth much in England. Boren is so popular because he wants to win the world boxing championship belt, which is why he is like this.

As a result, Nancy was furious and asked behind Suss's buttocks: "Hey! Old man, when do I have a game? I'm going to be a world champion too, I'm going to fight, fight, fight, fight. ”

Nancy, in jealousy, was chanting behind Suss's ass.

Ursus hated Nancy to death, but at the same time, it must be said that Ursus felt a little guilty. But are you to blame for this? No, absolutely not.

If anyone is to blame, it's Nancy himself, the bastard.

Now not only in England, but also in Europe, all over the world, know this problem. Nancy's bastard strength is okay, and he also has a bad habit of writing poetry and humiliating each other. If you lose, you will not only lose boxing, but also be ashamed.

So most people are reluctant to fight Nancy, and Ususs struggled with it. Now that Nancy had bumped into him at this time, Suss immediately squirted.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you promise not to write poetry, not to humiliate the other party. I'll help you find your opponent soon. ”

Nancy heard these two conditions and immediately jumped to her feet.

"Well, those are part of my tactics. Without those things, it wouldn't be my Nancy's race! ”

Nancy's argument was so ingenious that even Wang San and Marven secretly gave a thumbs up.

Yusus keenly knows that the latter sentence is probably the real reason.

He couldn't bear Nancy anymore and shouted, "In that case, you provoke the opponent yourself?" ”

"Great!"

Hearing Ursus's words, Nancy was actually elated and eager to try.

When Ursus thought about Nancy's amazing ability to taunt again, he was terrified, as if he had promised something terrible.

But at this time, Nancy must refuse, and things can only go one step at a time.

Today's game is thanks to Luo Lun's blessing, the game specifications are very high, and Wang San's dressing room is very spacious.

Wang San's dressing room is still noisy, who made his friend Marvin Nancy.

Wang San held his breath in the noisy dressing room, he was looking for inspiration, he was composing poetry, but today inspiration was insulated from him, Wang San thought for a long time and had no inspiration. It's really distressing, there is no poetry in the game, what has become of it. As Nancy said, it's still my game.

Wang San was very distressed, and the time to weigh himself had come.

Wang San and a few of them walked into the physical examination room, and saw a handsome brown-haired boy walking from the direction of the head-on, his figure was well-proportioned, his skin and flesh were shiny, and there was a faint self-deprecation in his smile. Behind him, a phalanx of black-clothed men followed, each of them with a straight figure, like a professional manager in a large company.

This is a beautiful guy who makes people want to go. Wang San had such an idea at the first sight of him.

Sergei also looked at Wang San, with black hair and black eyes, a sturdy figure, clear eyes, and a somewhat dull and uncoordinated action. The disharmony of the eyes and the demeanor and its contrasting effect. This is an interesting person, as if he knows it himself.

Sergei politely stretched out his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was rare and sincere.

"Hello, I'm Sergey, please advise me today."

The guy who makes people feel like a breeze.,No matter who can't hate the fan.。

Wang San didn't hate this kid either, and he also held the other party's hand.

"I'm Wang San, it's a pleasure to fight with you."

Sergei is a veteran of reading people, and he knows that what Wang San said is not false.

So he suddenly smiled brighter, no more self-deprecation, more sincerity.

"Me too, and I believe that after the game, we can become friends."

"Okay!"

Wang San also began to like Sergei a little.

Wang San and Sergei were both of standard weights, and both of them passed the test smoothly.

Returning to the lounge, Marven sighed: "Sure enough, it's the rich second generation, look at the style of the people, and fight a boxing group of staff to serve." It's just refreshing. ”

Nancy has always considered herself the first handsome in Britain and the first to hang. Now that I see Sergei's low-key nature, it seems that he is a little more handsome than himself, and he is naturally unconvinced.

"It's just a soft-footed shrimp, that's it with his talent. There is nothing to envy. ”

Nancy originally intended to disagree with Sergei, but Marven's demeanor was actually a little unnatural. Only then did Nancy feel that Marvin and Sergei had something in common.

The air in the lounge became a little stranger, and Wang San felt it, but he knew that boxing was not a boring sport that simply accumulated talent, and he could even fight well without physical talent.

When Wang San saw Sergei's real person, he was inspired, and he saw something the same as himself in Sergei's eyes.

So Wang San's poem was completed, and he was ready to dedicate it to Sergei. It's just that I don't know if Sergei is similar to Chiv and is allergic to poetry.

Wang San's wait was not in vain, and the game finally began.

The first to appear is Wang San, who is also notorious in the eyes of fans. His character is strange, his poetry is strange, and everything has a strange sense of novelty, so Wang Sanyi appeared, and the scene was somewhat similar to Wang San's lounge.

Whistling, booing, shouting, laughing, messy.

Wang San enjoyed the mess very much, because this was his daily routine. Wang San raised his hand and waved, so the mess became a little more messy.

Wang San also walked into the ring in the host's chaotic eyes.

When it was Sergey's turn to appear, the atmosphere changed, and the atmosphere of the scene changed from chaotic and noisy to the feeling of a concert.

A large number of women who came out of nowhere screamed in unison.

The piercing scream is indeed very unpleasant for men, which stems from male instinct. The hormones that permeate the audience with female explosions make it feel like something is wrong with the atmosphere. The wandering and neurotic idealization of the female changes what should have been felt.

Sergei stepped into the ring with a faint smile, shirtless and still graceful, bowing as if he were wearing a tuxedo.

The screams around him became louder, and even Wang San was a little dissatisfied this time. "Hey! Sergey, you don't have to be like this. ”

Wang San muttered directly in dissatisfaction, and Sergei smiled proudly.

"I'm sorry, I'm happy when I think of the game, and it's inevitable that I'll get carried away and be handsome. I'm still not low-key enough. ”

Sergei admitted it with pleasure.

Wang San is not a person with a small belly, so he immediately forgave the other party.

"Okay, I forgive you, don't do it again next time."

Wang San greeted Sergei very familiarly, and Sergei actually nodded.

At this time, only the host is a little munby.