"It's done!"

As Mancha's voice rang out, Paniva excitedly stood up from her chair.

For so many years, he has been searching for and dreaming of the boxing stadium, and finally it belongs to him completely at this moment!

Mastered the boxing arena and radiated around from this foundation.

One year ...... No, half a year!

He has absolute confidence that in just half a year, he can control the whole of Pattaya!

At that time, Pattaya's industry, coupled with his strength in the Angel Capital, is not an exaggeration to say that he will hold the whole of Siam in the palm of his hand!

At that point, he might even have a chance to get a glimpse of Mancha's throne!

And all thanks to the man in the ring......

Li Mu!

Thinking of this, Paniva couldn't help but set her eyes on Li Mu.

Although from the first time the two met, when he saw him defeat Lu Di, he had a hunch that Li Mu would be the strongest martial artist in the entire Southeast Asia.

But he didn't expect that Li Mu would be so strong that even Tang An, the "face-breaker" who once dominated the underground boxing scene of Beimei, was not his opponent.

God-given generals!

Paniwa's eyes became more and more eager, and he had already begun to calculate in his heart what kind of price it would cost to keep Li Mu and make him his right-hand man.

In the ring, Li Mu did not react to Paniwa's eagerness.

He looked at Tang An, who was staring blankly, and sighed lightly.

With so many big battles, Tang An is a rare strong man he has seen.

His terrifying strength is not comparable to even Bayede in England.

It's a pity that such a master of national art has always been willing to be a mouse in the gutter instead of developing and promoting national art in an open and honest manner......

"Hey."

With a light sigh, Li Mu raised his head.

At this time, on the edge of the ring, in addition to Paniwa, there was also a pair of eyes, staring at Li Mu, those eyes were full of hatred and anger.

Even if he didn't have to look at that face, Li Mu knew that it was none other than Guan Yi who was staring at him at the moment.

"The surname is Li, if you kill Tang An, you are against the entire Hongmen, and don't think that the grudge between the two of us is like this, I will give you a word, the moment you step out of the building, it will be your death!"

Guan Yi stared at Li Mu, put down a cruel word, and raised his big hand.

"What are you doing in a daze, carry Brother Tang's body out, it won't be long before I let this bastard surnamed Li be buried with Brother Tang!"

After speaking, Guan Yi turned around and left.

And the subordinates who followed him jumped into the ring, scattered the staff who had planned to collect Tang An's corpse, carried Tang An's corpse by themselves, and walked away.

Paniva also jumped out of the ring at some point, walked to Li Mu's side, patted Li Mu's shoulder, and said with relief: "Master Li, don't worry, they won't be able to jump for long." ”

"Yes, I know."

Li Mu nodded indifferently.

Paniva smiled and said, "Let's go, I'm afraid you have one more thing to do before you can deal with this kid." ”

Li Mu was stunned, frowned, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Meet Mancha, this is a special benefit for the winners every year, otherwise it will be more difficult for our group of people to meet this emperor of Southeast Asia than to ascend to the sky."

It seems to be to confirm Paniva's words.

Among the staff, someone greeted them and bowed slightly to the two.

"Two, Mr. Mancha is waiting for you on the top floor, please."

"Okay."

Paniva carefully tidied up his collar, then gave Li Mu a look, and the two followed behind the staff and entered the elevator together.

……

The top floor of the building.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Li Mu felt that his eyes were open.

On both sides of the top floor, there are floor-to-ceiling windows, and the whole of Pattaya surrenders to the feet, and countless neon lights and the light of the traffic on the street are like countless signals all over the grid, constantly moving forward with the passage of time in the city.

"Two, this way, please."

With the staff's whispered reminder, Li Mu and Paniva came back to their senses and followed him along the corridor, step by step towards an office in the deepest part of the room.

Arriving at the office door, the staff stopped.

He turned around and said to Paniva with a slight apology: "Mr. Paniva, I'm sorry, I need you to wait here for a while, Mr. Mancha wants to talk to the champion of this competition alone." ”

Paniva was stunned, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it, coughed lightly, and pretended to be nonchal, "Okay, then I'll wait here for a while." ”

"Mr. Li, please."

The staff turned around and raised their hands to gesture at Li Mu.

Li Mu nodded, stepped forward, pushed open the heavy door, and walked in.

The space of the office is even larger than Li Mu expected.

And, as in the hallway, the entire office is covered with transparent floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and people stand as if they are in the clouds, not in a building.

In the center of the office is a large table that is nearly three meters long.

On the table, there were several computer screens, and behind this pile of screens, there was an old man with white hair, who was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at Li Mu with interest.

"Baji Li Mu, Wing Chun Li Mu, what should I call you?"

"It's all Li Mu, it's no different."

Li Mu looked around left and right, frowned slightly, and said, "You don't even have a chair in this room, are all the guests standing and chatting with you?" ”

"yes."

The old man in the wheelchair nodded solemnly.

"There are not many people in this world who can be on an equal footing with me, and myself, as you can see, I can't do without this broken wheelchair at all, and naturally I don't need a chair."

After a pause, the old man continued to himself: "Let me introduce myself formally this time, my name is Mancha, the owner of the Freedom Building, and the creator of the Boxing Challenge, and now the champion, take the rewards you have won." ”

Speaking of this, Mancha took out a bank card from the secret compartment of the armrest of his wheelchair, put it on the desk, and gently pushed it in front of Li Mu.

"A million dollars, a lot of money, and the password is 6 zeros."

Li Mu took a step forward and reached out to take the card, but found that Mancha's hand was pressed on the card and did not take it back, and a pair of eyes were still staring at him.

"Something?" Li Mu frowned.

"Of course." Mancha smiled, "The Boxing Challenge is just a threshold, you have the ability and ability to make more money, how about it, are you interested in doing it with me?" ”

"It's also a game?" Li Mu raised his eyebrows.

"Life and death fight, playing in my place, fighting against representatives sent by other organizations, the appearance fee for each game is this price, or even higher than this."

"Not interested."

Li Mu shook his head, used a slight force, and pulled the bank card back.

"It's a shame."

Mancha sighed and tapped his head with his hand.

"Oh, by the way, you seem to be in a little trouble, do you need my help? Just take it as my special treatment for the champion, just because you owe me a personal favor. ”

"No, I'm afraid it's hard to return your favor."

With that, Li Mu turned around and left.

Looking at Li Mu's back as he walked away, Mancha sighed lightly, then pressed the button on the armrest of the wheelchair, and slowly said: "It's a pity, Li Mu is a good thug, send someone to continue to observe, and give him some help when necessary......"