"Crispy said your wounds are almost healed?" The old man looked at Ling Jinwen from beginning to end.

Ling Jinwen rubbed her crispy head and reached out to pick her up, "Hmm! Thanks to our crispy! ”

He also found it amazing.

Obviously, when he was on the field, he felt like he was on the verge of death.

After seeing the crispy, the wounds on the body recovered at a miraculous speed.

The old man showed a smile of relief, "What about the competition?" Is it more than that? ”

"I ......"

At the mention of this, Ling Jinwen's face was a little more bitter and gloomy.

He was silent for a long time before a harsh voice sounded, "I'll rest for a while before I watch." ”

Old Man Ling: "??? ”

"I feel...... No matter how hard I practice, I can't seem to beat him. ”

From childhood to adulthood, countless people praised him for his talent.

But the opponent he faced on the field this time made him feel for the first time what real powerlessness is.

He has participated in too many competitions, and it is precisely because of this that he can clearly see the unbridgeable gap between him and the national boxer.

As soon as the old man heard his answer, his face instantly turned cold.

"One failure makes you want to give up?"

How could his son be decadent because of a single failure?

"I kept saying before, If you want to go on the road of boxing, I will pave the road for you, and you won't even look at it! But look at you now..."

Ling Jinwen hung his head and sighed, "Dad......"

Crispy was frightened by this oppressive atmosphere, and looked at the old man nervously with a pair of big eyes.

"Dad, don't be angry, in case you get angry." Nan Jia hurriedly spoke, "You don't know how persistent he is in boxing, how can he say give up?" He's talking angry! ”

The old man snorted coldly and turned back to his room.

Nan Jia immediately pulled Ling Jinwen upstairs.

Crispy trotted forward and hugged the old man's feet, "Grandpa, dissipate the duck~"

"Well, grandpa is not angry." The old man took the crispy little hand, and his face softened a lot.

Among these sons, Ling Jinwen is the most talented in business.

But at the beginning, he refused to engage in business, and was determined to become a professional boxer.

But now he has become this ghost because of a loss in a game, how can he not be angry?!

"Grandpa, uncle doesn't know that big-breasted men are ghosts!" Crispy patted his little chest, "When he shows his true face, let's let my uncle compete with him, and my uncle will definitely be able to beat him into a pig's head!" ”

Crispy believes in my uncle the most!

Ling Bueven also stood up, "Yes, wait!" The good days of big watermelons are over! ”

It was unbearable to hurt his father, and he almost caused a family war between them.

Suffer death!

"He's a ghost?" Old Man Ling was stunned for a moment, and looked at Crispy Crisp meaningfully, "Grandpa knows that Crispy wants to comfort Grandpa, but Grandpa is no longer angry." ”

In fact, as soon as the game ended, the old man immediately arranged for his people over there to conduct a drug test on Zhang Yurong, but the results of the examination were normal.

He didn't take any medication.

It can only show that this is his strength!

"Comfort grandpa?"

Crispy looked at him suspiciously, and muttered in a low voice, "The person who lost the game is my uncle, what is there to comfort my grandfather?"

If you want to comfort, you should also comfort your uncle!

Old man: ......

Child's words are untaboo, children's words are taboo.

"Alright! Grandpa, I can't talk to you more, I'm going to find my uncle to deal with the big-breasted man together~"

As soon as the words fell, Crispy turned around and ran upstairs in a hurry.

"You, you, you're a big ghost!"

The old man looked at her little back and shook his head amusedly.

"Slow down! Don't fall! ”

"Okay!"

"Wait for me!"

Ling Buyun also hurriedly followed.

……

In the room, Ling Jinwen was ready to rest under the supervision of Nan Jia.

"Sleep, don't think about it so much." Nanjia sat down next to him.

Ling Jinwen didn't have a trace of sleepiness, his eyes were full of excitement, "No, I just said something wrong." ”

"Huh?"

"I'm not going to give up!"

Dad was right, just being defeated once, what's the big deal?

Over the years, he has defeated so many people, and he has never seen them all give up.

He was carried away by the accolades and victories.

"He's played against me before, and his strength is far from what he is now, so there must be something wrong with that."

Nan Jia looked embarrassed and couldn't help but splash him with cold water, "Even if there is a problem, he is not the same as before, you don't want to think about how heavy your injuries are?" ”

She and the old man have completely different ideas, and I wish Ling Jinwen would give up this path sooner!

The training hours are long every day, and it is rare to have a few times without injury.

"Otherwise, don't go during this time, it's not like I can't afford to support you."

When Ling Jinwen heard this, he sat up from the bed with a sweet smile, "You support me?" ”

"yes, is there a problem?"

"Wife, what should I do if happiness comes too suddenly?"

“…… Slippery! ”

"I'm happy, but... I still don't want to give up. ”

It's not his character to run away when he encounters difficulties.

"He's strong now, but he must have his weaknesses. So, I'm going to have to play against him. ”

When Nan Jia heard this, she was so angry that she slapped him on the hand, "What kind of nerves are you having." ”

Ling Jinwen's innocent face, "I'm not nervous." ”

"Uncle?"

There was a knock on the door of the room, and a small head poked in from the outside, "Can you come in?" ”

"Crispy!" Nan Jia beckoned to her, "Come here, aunt hug." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Crispy sat down in Xiangxiang's arms steadily, and couldn't help but lean over and take a sip on Nan Jia's face, and then divided his attention to Ling Jinwen on the side, "Uncle is going to find a big-breasted man?" ”

"Yes!" Ling Jinwen's eyes were firm, "I want to compete with him again." ”

"Uh-huh, yes! This is the uncle who moves forward bravely~"

Crispy gave him a thumbs up.

"But uncle, we have to go to him before the game!"

"Huh? Why? ”

"There's something in him that allows him to keep beating people."

When watching the game, Crispy noticed that something was wrong.

Looking at the wounds on his uncle's body, Crispy became more and more sure of his conjecture.

The wound smells of spells.

"Something?" Nan Jia frowned, "But he didn't use any medicine, and all the indicators on his body were normal." ”

She had already had this suspicion, and was even ready to send someone to investigate.

"Hmm-" Crispy touched his chin, "You can't find this, but Crispy can see it!" Just keep me close to him. ”

"Can you find the crisp?"

Ling Jinwen's pupils shrank slightly, "Could it be a ghost or god prop or something?" ”

Thinking of the ability to make a crisp......

This kind of ghost and god props, normal people like them really can't find it.

"It's a magic weapon!"

"In other words, if he really used the magic weapon..."Nan Jia grimaced, "This can explain why he has progressed so quickly and is still so unscrupulous." ”

(End of chapter)