The boxing ring is still hot, under the bright incandescent light, the two boxers in the ring are fighting fiercely, and most of the audience are looking at the boxing ring with excitement and shouting loudly, and the boxing ring is noisy.

After five boxing matches, Ang Lee seems to have gotten used to it, and he doesn't feel the slightest discomfort in such an environment.

"You're finally here, and you've been waiting for a long time."

Without waiting for Li Ang to look for it, the sharp-eyed Darong walked over with a smile on his face, and his attitude was very enthusiastic.

As a new blood, Ang Lee is dazzling enough among the more than a dozen fighters under him.

Li An looked around the noisy boxing ring and asked casually:

"Who's my opponent tonight?"

"Nguyen Van Ho, it's a Vietnamese boy."

Da Rong approached Li An and reminded in a low voice:

"You have to be careful with this guy, he came down from the battlefield, he shot fiercely, and all the fighters who fought against him were torned off their wrists by him, and finally they were beaten to death on the stage."

Li Ang could hear the jealousy between Da Rong's words.

He smiled, "I see." ”

"Then you find a place to watch the boxing match first, and you will be on stage for a while."

"Okay."

Li An nodded, and when Da Rong left, he tightened the brown paper bag in his hand and walked down the mottled iron staircase to the second floor.

In the grandstand on the second floor, near the staircase, Ma Ma sat on a chair.

He withdrew his gaze from the ring, looked at the sturdy middle-aged man sitting on the side, and said politely:

"Master Naifeng, as long as you can help me get Long Chenghu, we can talk about the appearance fee."

If Ma Lusheng can be arrogant against the fighters under him, then he can be said to be low-voiced to Naifeng.

Ma Lusheng can't help it, and he has been anxious about the fact that his fellow villagers will come to smash the field recently.

Even if Long Chenghu's odds on the field have been adjusted very low, it can't stand the brainless followers of most of the spectators who bet, which leads to the fact that the boxing stadium has not made any money recently, not to mention, and some people can't make ends meet.

Although the boss behind him did not say anything about this matter, Ma Ma was in a hurry.

The boxing stadium can't make money, so he naturally can't make any money when he takes care of the boxing ring.

The reputation of Master Chen of the Cai Li Buddha Martial Arts Pavilion is like thunder. Since Nai Feng can fight with Master Chen, his strength is naturally not bad. What's more, listening to Yu Jiujiang, he took the initiative to admit defeat on the premise of leaving room for improvement.

In his mind, regardless of whether Yu Jiujiang's words contained an element of boasting, at least Master Chen affirmed Naifeng's strength in the newspaper.

As long as Naifeng can make a move, the certainty of getting Long Chenghu is still very great.

Nai Feng looked at the ring with a calm face, and when he heard Ma Yusheng's words, he said without looking back:

"Before leaving Hong Kong, I planned to open two Muay Thai gyms in Wan Chai, but I could only barely open one Muay Thai gym with the money in hand, and there was still a lot of funding gap."

When Ma Yusheng heard this, the muscles of his face twitched, and he said with some pain:

"How about winning 10,000 in appearance fees and losing 5,000?"

Naifeng turned around with a smile, and a pair of eyes were like eagles staring at Ma Yusheng's face: "Win 20,000, don't lose!" ”

Ma Sheng frowned.

He pretended to think for a while, sighed, and finally agreed:

"Okay, just let you say, if you win, you will be given 20,000 Hong Kong dollars."

The smile on Naifeng's face became brighter: "Then it's decided." ”

"Nature." Ma Sheng agreed.

Won 20,000 yuan, lost a point and didn't give it?

This condition made Ma Lusheng almost couldn't help laughing.

Long Chenghu's bets in each boxing match are as high as more than 100,000 yuan, and the big head is, of course, the stakes of the fellow townspeople's association.

As long as you can win the boxing match, even if you pay Naifeng an appearance fee of 20,000 yuan, the boxing stadium can still make a lot of money. If you lose, don't talk about it, invite a master to come to the stage for free, you don't have to pay a penny, and you can make a sure profit without losing money.

Since he has confidence in himself, Ma Ma Sheng has no reason not to agree.

Li An came to the second floor, his eyes swept over Ma Lusheng and the others, and he was about to walk towards Hua Man not far away.

At this time, a dark-skinned young man who was originally standing behind Naifeng saw Li An who was going upstairs, but his eyes instantly became fierce.

As if sensing the young man's gaze, Li An paused, glanced at the young man, and his gaze stayed on the armband of his left arm.

Thais?

If Li An is not mistaken, the person in front of him seems to be the companion of that Cha Song.

The young man glanced at Li An fiercely, leaned into Naifeng's ear and whispered something, and stretched out his right hand to point at Li An.

Naifeng turned his head to look in the direction of the young man's finger, and stared straight at Li An at the staircase.

Ma Lusheng apparently noticed the abnormality of the three as well.

He glanced at the expressions of the three of them quietly, didn't say anything, but watched the boxing match seriously.

Li An looked at Naifeng calmly, and the two exchanged glances for a while. didn't stop, and walked straight towards Hua Man, but he was secretly surprised in his heart.

The other party's eyes are full of oppression, and he is a master.

However, Ang Lee didn't care much.

Both in the boxing ring, there is no resentment in life and death. This sentence is not just lip service.

If you can't even see through this, these Thais won't be able to make a living from boxing.

Hua Man sat lazily on the chair, dressed in a corseted purple cheongsam, with a faint smile on her face, slightly bewitching, and not flattering.

Li An put on a smiling face and walked in front of Hua Man.

"Sister Hua Man."

Hua Man turned around and looked at Ang Li with a smile:

"Do I look that old?"

Ang Lee pretended to be surprised: "Huh? ”

As if he had just reacted, Li An smiled embarrassedly, and then said seriously: "How can it be, you are not old at all." ”

When Hua Man heard this, he laughed: "Then you will call me Hua Man in the future." ”

Li An grinned and agreed: "Okay." ”

Since this woman likes to wear a mask, Ang Lee doesn't mind cooperating.

Hua Man smiled a little between his eyebrows.

Li Ang placed the brown paper bag in his hand in front of her.

"Here's 20,000 yuan, so I'll leave the bet to you."

Hua Man was a little surprised, she took out the money, looked at Li An and asked intentionally or unintentionally:

"With so much money, you're not afraid of being knocked out of the boxing ring and losing all your money?"

Li An smiled indifferently: "Instead of worrying about this, you might as well think about how much money to bet?" ”

Hua Man raised his eyebrows: "You are so confident?" ”

Ang Lee just smiled confidently and didn't speak.

"Okay, then it's up to you to do in the ring. If I win tonight, I'll treat you to it. ”

"Forget about the reward, as long as you don't let me sell my hue, let alone the boxer, even if it's a tiger, I'll show you."

When he said this, Li An looked extremely serious.

Hua Man was trembling with laughter.

The two chatted with each other until the voice of the host on the stage sounded.

Hua Man smiled with two shallow dimples on his face: "Come on stage." ”

(End of chapter)