Qi Yuan snorted, his eyelids were fighting, and his speech was a little slurred.

"Sister Fairy... If my brother comes back, you're going to wake me up, I miss him. ”

"Okay, Yuanyuan, go to sleep!"

Jiang Tingting covered Qiyuan with the quilt, and after watching him fall asleep, he got up and left the room.

She put on her shoes, put on a peaked cap, and pulled up the top of her black coat, and went out the door.

Underground black market...

There is a hard punch at ten o'clock today.

One is Qi Guqian, the new boxing champion who has been gaining momentum recently, and the other is Anson, the boxing champion who has been dominating the top spot in the rankings and has only recently come out.

There are a lot of people watching this game.

The day before the tournament starts, all the bets are placed......

Odds of 1:10.

There are very few people who support Qi Gu Qian... After all, anyone who has ever seen Anson boxing knows that Anson has always been a dead hand, and his ferocity is well-known in the underground black market, and the people he killed may not be counted on one hand, so everyone feels that there is no suspense in this match......

The previous games played by Gu Qian were basically to the point.

And this time it's different, fighting with the boxing champion, you have to sign a life and death certificate before going to the ring.

If he wins, he will be the king of the underground black market.

If you lose, your life may be gone.

……

There was still half an hour left before the ring.

Qi Gu Qian stood in the corner where no one was smoking, and then called Jiang Ting.

The phone rang, and Jiang listened to some quiet over there.

He whispered.

"Listen."

"Huh?"

Hearing Jiang Ting's voice, he prayed that Gu Qian was relieved.

"Did I wake you up?"

"Didn't sleep."

The man leaned against the wall, his eyes gentle, his fingertips smoky, and he snuffed out the half of the cigarette that he had not finished and threw it into the trash.

"I may come back later today, remember to check the doors and windows before going to bed, don't open the doors to strangers, and call me if something happens."

"It's really verbose to pray for Gu Qian."

Jiang hung up the phone after hearing this, and the taxi she reached out to stop also stopped.

……

Qi Gu Qian listened to the busy voice, lowered his eyes and smiled.

It's lovely to listen to him.

In today's game, he had to win.

Pray Gu Qian's expression was cold in an instant...

What about Anson, he can still fight.

The game began, and the players from both sides took the stage. Anson's strong muscles were exposed to the air, and the whole person looked strong and difficult.

The referee gave an order, and the two sides tested... Pester... Scuffle together.

At the beginning, Anson took the lead, and Qi Gu Qian received a solid punch directly on half of his face......

Anson's boxing is really to beat people to death, and after a while, Gu Qian's face and body are all painted, of course, Anson is the same, but his injuries are obviously not as serious as Qi Gu Qian.

Meanwhile, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, a man in a black high-end suit stood straight, condescendingly watching the action in the ring below, gently shaking the goblet as the red liquid flowed from the cup.

Zhou Yan took a sip, the coldness on his face and the murderous aura in his eyes were obvious.

Look at how he strangled Qi Gu Qian directly in the cradle in this life......

This poor boy actually robbed his woman without his own strength, what a damn thing!

Thinking of Jiang Ting's attitude towards him, Zhou Yan's eyes narrowed, and he put all the blame on Qi Gu Qian.

In the ring, Qi Gu Qian was knocked to the ground by Anson's heavy punch, and he stood up with his body strong, panting slightly......

The first half ended and the second half continued after a half-quarter of an hour break.

Qi Gu Qian leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes to slow down, his mind was actually a little unclear......

(End of chapter)