When Li Mu and Liu Mo returned to the guest room, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning.

Liu Mo was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, why couldn't he sleep.

As long as he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see Chen Dongqian's tragic death, and even sometimes, Chen Dongqian, who fell to the ground, suddenly turned into Li Mu, staring at him with wide eyes, as if asking him why he brought himself to Southeast Asia.

The tragedy of the boxing challenge far exceeded Liu Mo's expectations, especially when one by one living people died in front of him, Liu Mo really understood how cruel the underground boxing match with a mortality rate of more than 50% was.

The more Liu Mo lay down, the more he couldn't hold his breath, and after tossing for a long time, he couldn't help but get up from the bed, put on his coat, went out of the house, and knocked on Li Mu's door.

In a moment, the door opened.

Li Mu glanced at Liu Mo curiously and asked, "Something?" ”

"It's okay, I can't sleep, let's talk?"

"Okay."

Li Mu nodded, got out of the way, and invited Liu Mo in.

After entering the house, Liu Mo sat on the sofa chair, looked at the bustling scene of Pattaya outside the window, took out a root and put it to his mouth, and took a deep breath.

Li Mu sat down opposite him and said with a smile: "What's the matter, your heart is not steady?" ”

"Sort of." Liu Mo smiled bitterly and nodded.

"It's normal for people to get used to it."

Li Mu was relieved, and then turned his head to look out the window.

The two big men sat quietly in the room for a while, followed by Liu Mo and couldn't help but ask, "Master Li, the matter of the Guoshu Pavilion back then was so important to you?" Is it worth the risk to come to Southeast Asia? ”

"It's worth it."

Li Mu didn't look back, but just replied categorically with two words.

"That was a long time ago, and even if you knew the truth, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to change anything, but even then it would be worth it?" Liu Mo asked.

"It's worth it."

Li Mu nodded again, then turned his head and smiled at Liu Mo.

"Only when we know the truth can we talk about acceptance, and if I don't even have a clear understanding of the truth, then the so-called acceptance is nothing more than wishful compromise."

Liu Mo seemed to think of something, silently lowered his head, and took a hard puff of his cigarette.

After a long time, Liu Mo pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and smiled bitterly.

"If I had your obsession, maybe everything would have been different now."

After sighing, Liu Mo patted his cheek vigorously, re-energized, and took the initiative to change the topic: "By the way, that kid Sawan, what are you going to do?" Really bring him back to Huaxia? ”

Li Mu pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"He is willing to endure hardships and has talent, if he is willing to learn, I can take him back to Huaxia, the opening of the martial arts hall is to teach the Tao, someone is willing to learn, I naturally want to teach."

"Then you'll let him get into the ring in the future?" Liu Mo said curiously.

"Yes, for those who are studying martial arts now, this is already the best destination."

Li Mu took a sip of the teacup and said firmly.

"That's right." Liu Mo echoed and lit another cigarette.

"What about you? Do you want to go back to China, or stay in Southeast Asia? Li Mu asked rhetorically.

Liu Mo was stunned, and subconsciously said: "There is a high probability that I will return to China......"

Li Mu frowned slightly and said, "What about Tian Hui?" Didn't the hospital say that Tian Zhikang's illness will not be able to get up within a year and a half, or let her return to China with us? ”

"This ......"

Liu Mo obviously didn't think about this issue either, and was speechless for a while.

After a while, he grabbed his unkempt hair: "Let's take one step at a time, wait for us to cross the hurdle in front of us first, and it's not too late to go back and discuss Xiaohui's affairs." ”

"Hmm."

Li Mu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

As the night deepened, Liu Mo ended the topic, returned to his room, lay on the bed for a long time, and finally gradually fell asleep......

……

The next day, 9 p.m.

Li Mu and Liu Mo had a meal in the room, and then came to the venue on time.

Unlike yesterday's invitation challenge, when the two of them went to the venue today, they found that the scene was already full of people, and even Paniva sat in his seat in advance with a solemn expression.

After Li Mu and Liu Mo sat down, Paniva lowered his voice and slowly spoke.

"Master Li, how was your rest last night, and how was your state?"

It was the first time Li Mu saw that Paniva was so nervous, he couldn't help but smile and replied softly: "Don't worry, it's all under control." ”

"That's good, that's good."

Paniva nodded, coughed lightly, and loosened her neckline.

"Master Li, today's game is different from yesterday, the people who appear on the stage are all personally selected by the managers of each event, all of them are masters, you must be careful."

Li Mu nodded and began to stare at the screen intently, waiting for the game to start.

Soon, the hands hovered over 10 o'clock and the game officially began.

Yesterday's old voice sounded again, and slowly spoke.

"Today is the first day of the nominees' match, and the first group of opponents will be drawn."

The scrolling screen began to turn, and finally locked in the opponents of the first round.

"First round, 1 vs. 29!"

As soon as the words fell, directly opposite Li Mu, Paniva and the others, a Chinese Huo Ran got up, walked to the edge with an indifferent face, and jumped into the ring.

Just as Li Mu was observing the contestants, Liu Mo hit him twice with his elbow.

Li Mu was stunned, lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Master Li, look at the position next to the person who took the stage just now."

Li Mu raised his head and looked over.

I saw that the position of the person on the stage was vacant, and next to his position, there was a person sitting with a proud face talking and laughing with the people next to him, not worrying about the victory or defeat on the field.

Liu Mo's voice reminded.

"He's Guan Yi!"

"Guan Yi?" Li Muxu narrowed his eyes, "So, this boxer who is on the stage now is the person under him?" ”

"I guess so, Master Li, you have to pay more attention."

"Well, don't worry."

Li Mu withdrew the gaze that fell on Guan Yi and turned to look at the boxers in the ring.

This person is half a head taller than Li Mu, with a strong and burly body, and standing in the ring is like a thick wall, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.

And when the man's face inadvertently turned around, Li Mu's pupils suddenly contracted slightly.

Because on his face, the dense sermon scar is like a layer of cobwebs, forcibly stitching his broken facial features together, which is terrifying!

"Damn, how could it be him?!"

At this moment, Paniva's face changed suddenly, and he cursed in a low voice.

Li Mu turned his head and asked, "Who is he?" ”

Paniva said with a pale face: "In the underground black boxing world, there are three recognized challenges, in addition to the Boxing Challenge in Pattaya, Siam, and the Overseer Challenge in North Magnesium Mexigo, this guy in front of us is the runner-up of the Overseer Challenge last year...... 'Broken Face Ghost' Tang An!" ”