Chapter Twenty-Seven: Murder and Silence

S City International Gymnasium.

Here, a Chinese Muay Thai Championship is underway.

“…… Let's welcome Santhichai from Thailand with warm applause! With the high-pitched announcer of the host's voice, the classic Muay Thai appearance music "BangRaJunWanPen" sounded, and four beautiful boxing babes waved the Santichai gym and the Thai flag to support him into the infield.

"Wow-whoa-whoa-" The audience in the stadium responded with enthusiastic applause and cheers.

In the VIP audience near the edge of the fighting ring, Sheng Xiaolan and Xue Beirong, who had not seen each other for a few days, sat next to each other, and the two were very knowledgeable and discussed the game one after another.

Of course, I didn't come to see the two of them to "show affection", but to meet Santichai, what I wanted to do was to meet him by chance, attract his attention, ask him to meet for a meal, and then use it to curry favor with Sheng Xiaolan.

In addition to being a world-class boxing champion, Santichai is also a well-known movie martial arts star with huge potential commercial value, but he has not yet officially entered the film industry.

Xu Zongyao said that Sheng Xiaolan wanted to sign him very much, but Santichai was very arrogant and cold, extremely distrustful of others, and never easily met outsiders.

Sheng Xiaolan personally went to Thailand twice, but she didn't see Santichai herself, and he didn't see anyone.

However, except for one person - Yu Xiaoxiao.

A few years ago, Santichai once pursued my sister in a very high-profile manner, which was published in newspapers and magazines, but she never responded, and Santichai has always been obsessed with this.

In recent years, Santichai's boxing has gotten better and better, and his international status is comparable to that of Conor McGregor, but he has always remained single.

Whether the reason for being single is because of my sister, no one knows, we can only gamble.

Because of my mother's blessing, my face is somewhat similar to Yu Xiaoxiao's, as long as I put on a little makeup, I can be fake and real, and Li Dai Tao is stiff.

Three minutes in a game, the game ended quickly.

Xu Zongyao knew Thai, and after talking about it, the staff let us go to the rest room of Santichai.

"Relax, they're coming back, I'm on the other side of the door." Xu Zongyao finished speaking.

At the front desk, the host announced the results, and there was no suspense, and Santichai defeated the opponent.

Amid thunderous applause, Santichai stepped down with the support of his agent Yinmu and the team, and walked to the lounge.

To my surprise, Xue Beirong was also by his side.

Not only is he an amateur Muay Thai master, but he also speaks Thai very well.

Santichai and Xue Beirong walked side by side, the two were talking and laughing, probably talking about the game, and talking and gesturing.

When I saw Xue Beirong at first glance, I was very nervous and annoyed.

I don't know if I'm thinking too much, I always feel that Xue Beirong's eyes are shooting at me intentionally or unintentionally.

Yes, shooting, that is, very sharp, extremely displeased, aggressive eyes.

"Savadica!" I took the fan album and pen I had prepared in advance, ignored Xue Beirong, walked straight up to Santichai, and said in English that I wanted him to sign my name.

Santichai only cared about talking to Xue Beirong and didn't care about me.

"Where are you from? Don't you know if he's tired just getting out of the ring? Go away! Mulberry needs a break! The agent Yinmu said in proficient Chinese, stepped forward, and with his fat big hand, he pushed me down the shoulder with a bad attitude.

"Ah~" I let out a cry of pain in my voice and sat on the ground half-truthfully.

This delicate and soft voice caught the attention of Santichai, and his gaze fell on my face for a few seconds, and he immediately froze.