Chapter Fifty-Eight - The Relationship Is Misunderstood
Uncle Zhou looked at him, put his hand on his shoulder, and said with a pleasant face: "If you win, this time is neither Wang Shangwen's nor Zhang Da's, and it will be yours in the future." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoI'm in charge of this. I've wanted to help you up for a long time, and I like you among so many juniors, but I covet no suitable opportunity. ā
Yan Guanxiu lifted the teapot on the table and poured tea for Uncle Zhou, and answered, "Okay, just listen to Uncle Zhou." With a wicked smile on his face, he looked at the stands below, and the people in the ring looked like two beasts, as if they had exhausted their strength, but they were still biting each other.
Uncle Zhou leisurely picked up the tea poured by Yan Guanxiu, drank it, glanced at Yan Guanxiu beside him with appreciation, and stopped talking, with a posture of victory.
Mu Yao'er glanced at the two of them secretly, and felt that the more she listened, the more wrong she became, didn't she say that she was going to deal with those people? Quietly pulled the corner of Yan Guanxiu's clothes a few times, leaned into his ear and said, "Didn't you say that I would fight?"
Yan Guanxiu glanced back at her, and said with a straight face, "This is a man's business." ā
Uncle Zhou suddenly laughed and said, "Haha, Guan Xiu, is this your girlfriend?" I forgot to ask you just now, this seems to be the first time you have brought it out to meet someone, don't you introduce it." "I had been worrying about the field just now, and Xu completely ignored the two people around Yan Guanxiu, so he focused his attention on Mu Yao'er and the little monster.
The corners of Yan Guanxiu's mouth raised an evil smile, glanced at Mu Yao'er and replied, "Well, her name is Mu Yao'er, and next to her is her younger brother Mu Qi." ā
When Mu Yao'er heard this, her head was stunned, what a woman, but she was just about to explain, "I...... Hmm...... "The mouth was covered by Yan Guanxiu's hand from the back of the neck.
Mu Yao'er could only stare at Yan Guanxiu with wide eyes, and tried to break the big hand on her mouth with both hands, but Yan Guanxiu was still smiling shamelessly and didn't look at her, and said to Uncle Zhou: "They are two children, they can't speak, don't be surprised by Uncle Zhou." ā
Seeing this, Uncle Zhou laughed, "Hahaha, it seems that you have a good relationship, don't forget to invite me, an old man, to drink two glasses when you have a happy event." ā
Yan Guanxiu's heart blossomed, and he hurriedly replied with a smile: "Definitely!
Mu Yao'er listened to what he said, and stomped her feet angrily, but she didn't dare to mess around, after all, these people didn't know the details of these people now, and in the end she could only stomp on Yanguan's pedicure.
Yan Guanxiu was suddenly trampled on and whispered, "Ah!" before letting go of Mu Yao'er, and worried that she would talk nonsense, so he could only stare at her all the time.
Mu Yao'er looked at him nervously, and didn't dare to say much, thinking in her heart that when it was time to get up, she would ask Uncle Zhou for help.
Uncle Zhou watched from the side and smiled without saying a word, did not interject, and glanced at Zuo Zhen, who had just entered the door.
After Zuo Zhen entered the door, he went straight upstairs and bowed deeply in front of Uncle Zhou. "Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm late. The expressionless face glanced around, and his eyes fell on Mu Yao'er and the little monster, his eyes looked a little strange, probably because he felt that these two people were face-to-face.
Uncle Zhou nodded and said, "Well, just come, you know all the situation here." He raised his hand and motioned for him to sit down.
Zuo Zhen received the signal and walked to the opposite of Uncle Zhou and sat down, retracted his gaze and looked at Uncle Zhou without squinting and replied: "Yes, please rest assured Uncle Zhou, I also brought two top Muay Thai masters." ā
Uncle Zhou gave a look to the people around him, and then someone poured tea for the people on the table one by one, and then Uncle Zhou asked with a slightly unhappy expression: "This king, when is he going to play until he comes back, the boss is very dissatisfied with him." ā
Zuo Zhen bowed his head slightly and replied, "Brother Wen didn't explain, but I will tell you the truth." ā
Then after a few words of greeting with Uncle Zhou, he stopped talking, drinking tea and watching the game below.
Mu Yao'er glanced at this Zuo Zhen and found that this person's facial features were thick and his eyebrows were very rough, and he didn't squint as always, as if he was in a meditation, just sitting motionless. Her intuition told her that this person was what was commonly known as a tendon, and she was extremely dull, and she ignored it when she didn't think it was interesting.
At this time, the ring competition below was over, and a referee-like person went up, introducing tonight's turf scramble at the top of his voice. Roughly talking about the basic rules, the three clubs each send a few fighters out, draw lots to decide the opponent, first play on the small platform set up under the ring, and then win after the fact, and then match the confrontation respectively, anyway, the one who stands to the end wins.
Without waiting for the referee to finish his introduction, Uncle Zhou stood up and shouted, "Let's go, let's go down." Then he strode downstairs.
No one in the group dared to say anything, so they followed, and when they came out, several other people in the Accord also came out. Everyone looked at each other, and walked directly to the hall without saying hello, everyone didn't look very friendly, and it can be said that they all stared at each other with a little fierce eyes.
When they arrived in the hall, Uncle Zhou and the other two elders who came down one after another sat in the judges' positions at the front of the ring, while the others spread out and sat in the direction of the stands.
Mu Yao'er always wanted to come to Uncle Zhou to ask Ying to fight, but she couldn't stand it all the time, a bunch of people blocked it, and she was still dragged by Yan Guanxiu, so it was useless for her to jump.
After the little monster followed them down, its ass began to sit still again, and it was excited to rush to the edge of the ring to look, but it was dragged back by Yan Guanxiu, and since that drag, its two eyes have been glaring at Yan Guanxiu.
Seeing that all the players were preparing, Yan Guanxiu also got up and planned to change his clothes, Mu Yao'er was anxious like an ant in a hot pot, pulling the corner of his clothes and yelling: "Why don't you let me go!? As a result, he was just about to get up when he pressed him back.
Yan Guanxiu glanced at Mu Yao'er, who was already furious, squatted down and stared at her, and said in a suppressed voice: "This is not suitable for you, so you can't go." ā
Mu Yao'er looked at his dark eyes, which contained a lot of things that she couldn't understand, and her mind was blank for a few seconds before she reacted and answered, "I won't be hurt, don't worry." ā
Yan Guanxiu frowned, lowered his head and sighed, raised his head sharply and shouted back to her, "I know you won't get hurt, I don't want you to be touched by other men, understand." ā
Mu Yao'er was stunned for a moment by this sudden change in tone, and then glanced at it again, and the little monster next to her who was still glaring at Yan Guanxiu flashed in her mind. "If you don't let the little monster get on, it must have a better chance of winning than you. ā
The little monster who had been holding back on the side for a long time immediately happily agreed, "Okay!
Yan Guanxiu's face suddenly became gloomy, his whole face was a little stiff, his already well-defined facial features became more obvious, and his deep eyes stared at Mu Yao'er for a few seconds before he squeezed out a sentence: "Do you think I'm inferior to it?"