The call seemed to come from a long distance, ethereal.

Gao Xuan's consciousness gradually cleared up, and he found that his body was very heavy and stiff, and his eyelids couldn't lift up a little.

It feels like a baby for a few months, and it is difficult to control your body.

It was clearly not his powerful golden body, but a mortal body. That's why it's so heavy and sluggish. His powerful mental power was also completely restricted. It's not much stronger than when you were a bug.

However, it's better than turning into a bug.

Gao Xuan knew in his heart that this was the world of the Nine-Turn Divine Cicada, and he was just a divine soul entering, so it was not surprising that he encountered any situation.

Gao Xuan was thinking about it, when he felt a sudden chill on his face, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

Then, he saw a greasy man with a big fat face. This guy is not only fat and old, but also bald, and this man still has half a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Apparently, this guy splashed him in the face with water.

When the bald old man saw Gao Xuan open his eyes, he grinned happily: "I still thought you were dead, and I was scared that I was going to send you to the crematorium." It seems that it saves a lot of money on cremation costs. ”

This guy speaks ugly, his tongue is still a little uncontrollable, and he spouts a lot of foaming stars in one sentence. The breath is also very strong, like a urinal that has been soaked for a few days.

When this person spoke, relevant memories also appeared in Gao Xuan's mind: Lao Fei, the manager of the Flying Tiger Boxing Gym, an old bastard and an old fritter.

In this world, he is also called Gao Xuan, but he is forty years old, and his wife has also died. Fortunately, there is not so much blood left behind a seriously ill daughter!

He was originally a boxer, and his results were very good. When his wife died, he became decadent, drank heavily, and his body was ruined. I can't get into the ring at all.

Lao Fei and he have been friends for many years, and seeing that he is pitiful, he got him a sparring job in the gym. In fact, it is to be a target to feed the boxer.

Just now, the fighter suddenly got up and kicked him unconscious with a kick in the head.

Gao Xuan sorted out his memory, and only then did he figure out the situation of the characters. Looks like he's living a waste now.

Lao Fei was still chattering there: "Lao Gao, you are only forty years old, and you are too wasteful." The muscles and bones that have been practicing for decades have been soaked in alcohol, so why don't you quit the bar quickly......"

Gao reluctantly raised his arm and pushed away the big fat face: "Lao Tzu is going to be smoked to death by you, die a little." ”

Seeing that Gao Xuan had spoken, his eyes were no longer floating, Lao Fei was really relieved.

The two have been friends for decades, and he doesn't want Gao Xuan to be beaten up.

Lao Fei said to the young elite boxer standing next to him: "Yu Xiaoming, what are you doing." Feed you punches, who the hell made you kick someone. Can you afford to kick someone to death?"

Yu Xiaoming glanced at Gao Xuan and snorted, not apologizing at all, but with a look of disdain.

Lao Fei couldn't do anything to Yu Xiaoming because of this little thing, he scolded: "It's reasonable for you to kick people badly, apologize quickly." ”

Under the forced gaze of Lao Fei, Yu Xiaoming said reluctantly: "Lao Gao, I don't know that your body is so weak, I'm sorry." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Gao Xuan to speak, Yu Xiaoming turned his head and left.

Gao Xuan was a little speechless, this kid is quite horizontal. That kick was clearly a deliberate kick to his head, he didn't wear protective gear on his head, and he drank too much wine, and his body was slow to react, and he was kicked over directly when he was caught off guard.

In other places, this kick is enough to deliberately hurt people.

Gao Xuan couldn't remember any grievances between him and this kid for a while, but it didn't matter.

The important thing is how to complete this trial?

Gao Xuan didn't quite understand, what does this identity, this world, the Nine Turns Divine Cicada mean?

Lao Fei dragged Gao Xuan's hand and dragged him up, he saw that Gao Xuan's face was still a little confused, and he asked with concern: "Are you okay, do you want to go to the hospital to take a film......

Gao Xuan covered his head and said, "I had a concussion, you said there was something wrong." ”

"I want to blackmail Lao Tzu's money!"

Old Fat reacted quickly, he took a step back and clutched his pocket, "Don't even think about it." ”

The other guys who gathered around to watch the excitement burst into laughter.

The old fat waved his chubby little hand: "You will see it after you pay the money." Hurry up and do what you want to do. The gym doesn't have idlers. ”

Everyone laughed and dispersed, and Lao Fei dragged Gao Xuan to the side and sat down: "Lao Gao, you listen to me, forget it." Yu Xiaoming is a very potential fighter, and the gym attaches great importance to it. You know. ”

The gym doesn't look at who is justified, the gym only weighs who is more valuable.

Gao Xuan is a sparring partner and is worthless. He has no opinion to count a fart. If Gao Xuan dares to make trouble, the gym will immediately fire him.

"Okay. It's up to you. ”

Gao Xuan will not toss for this little thing, the top priority is to figure out the situation and find a way to break the situation.

"Good brother, you suffered a loss this time. ”

Lao Fei sighed and patted Gao Xuan on the shoulder, he took out a wad of money from his pocket and stuffed it in Gao Xuan's pocket: "Go back and eat something good." ”

As he spoke, the old fat shook his head and left.

In the past, Gao Xuan's sex was like fire, but he wouldn't endure this breath. Of course, in the past, Gao Xuan's muscles and bones were strong and known as a tiger, so he would never be kicked and fainted.

Gao Xuan is old, and the hero is dying. Let the old fat sigh abnormally.

Gao Xuan sat on the chair, and gradually came to his senses and adapted to this body.

There is no source power in this world, and his spiritual power is completely restricted. There is no supernatural power. Fortunately, psychic power can still act on itself.

Hand-to-hand combat is very popular in this world. Fighters who can fight are popular. A world-class professional boxer with an annual income of more than nine figures.

When his body was in its heyday, he was also first-class in China. It's a pity that before the peak period, my wife had an accident. As a result, people are wasted.

Gao Xuan didn't quite understand the idea of the original owner of this body, and his wife wouldn't live if he died?

Of course, his wife was stabbed to death in the street, and the original owner has always speculated that it was a competitor. It's just that no evidence can be found.

The world is technologically backward, and more than ten years ago, there were not many cameras. If this kind of case is not solved at that time, it is unlikely that the murderer will be found.

Gao Xuan felt that this brother's life was very bitter, and of course he had problems with his own personality, he was too radical and embarked on a wrong path.

The more frustrated you are, the stronger you get, the more you come out of the blow to win the championship, with honor and money, it is much easier to take revenge.

What other effect can a sinking like this have other than to make the enemy happy?

Gao Xuan sorted out his own situation, but he didn't find any clue. He covered his head and went into the locker room, took a shower, and then found his clothes to change.

This person is also dressed casually, just a T-shirt, a leather jacket, jeans, and thick-soled military boots. Standard Prodigal Son dress.

Gao Xuan looked at himself in the mirror, his facial features were similar to himself, and he could see that he was handsome and handsome when he was young. It's just that I'm old, my life is decadent, and the muscles on my face are loose and can't hang up.

The human face is very delicate, and the uncoordinated muscles can be seen. When you get older, your muscles are a little loose, and your eyebrows and eyes change.

Gao Xuan can't say that he is ugly now, but his eyes are cloudy, his eyebrows are a little drooping, and he looks depressed when he looks at it.

The body that has been exercised for decades is barely okay, but the small belly has arched up, and the muscles have lost their lines. Fortunately, he is tall, even if he has more fat, he can hold up his body and not be too ugly.

The place where Yu Xiaoming swept his leg was swollen a lot, and his head looked a little deformed. Luckily, the hair was long enough to hold it.

"It's a bit miserable to live this virtue......"

Gao Xuan also sighed in his heart, this bleak life, there is no hope in sight, and no strange person will fall.

At this time, Yu Xiaoming and two young fighters walked in. The three of them were wearing only training shorts, and their naked upper body muscles were well-defined, and they all had a masculine atmosphere.

Yu Xiaoming saw Gao Xuan in front of the mirror, and he sneered: "Old Gao, if you can't afford to play, don't do sparring." If you are knocked down, why do you want me to apologize, you should have a face. ”

The old fat is gone, and Yu Xiaoming has no scruples. He didn't like Gao Xuan in the first place, just to teach him a lesson. was forced to apologize, which made him even more unhappy.

Gao Xuan actually didn't want to pay attention to Yu Xiaoming, no matter what the other party thought about embarrassment with him, it didn't matter.

This world itself is illusory, or rather, constructed by the Nine Turning Heavenly Cicada. He competes with Yu Xiaoming, just like competing with NPCs in the game, which makes no sense.

For him, the key is to complete the mission and clear the level. But the other party looks like this, obviously wants to kick his nose in the face. The more he ignored it, the more things followed.

Gao Xuan walked over and almost put his face on the other party's face, he was a few centimeters taller than Yu Xiaoming, and his weight was more than twenty kilograms. In terms of size, he looks like he has the upper hand.

What is really terrifying is Gao Xuan's eyes, deep, indifferent, without a trace of human emotion.

Yu Xiaoming and Gao Xuan have also known each other for a long time, he has seen Gao Xuan's arrogance, he has seen him decadent and depressed, and he has seen him drunk like a dog, but he has never seen such a sharp and sharp Gao Xuan.

At that moment, Yu Xiaoming's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible force. A layer of sweat broke out on his nervous forehead.

"Little boy, you take your Yangguan Road, and I take my single-plank bridge. Don't mess with me. ”

Gao Xuan said and pushed Yu Xiaoming away, and walked away by himself.

Yu Xiaoming was stunned for a moment before he became furious, he was actually afraid of this waste, which made him feel very ashamed and angry.

He clenched his fists at Gao Xuan's back and shouted: "Waste, I'll kill you tomorrow Believe it or not......"