Silence, the whole thing fell into a dead silence.

Dizang glanced around with an expressionless face, pulled out the shoelaces strangled around Toruo's neck, then wrapped them around the back of his left hand, turned his head and looked towards the secret door of the arena, saying: "Isn't the win or loss obvious enough?"

"squeak"

The speakers in the box and the speakers in the stands made a harsh microphone sound, followed by the host with a strong voice: "The champion tonight is Dizang! The shouts and cheers sounded, thank you for the contestants for bringing the most exciting duel."

"roar"

"What a ruthless girl."

"Boye, you are a thousand-killer. It doesn't matter if you die. I have compensated tens of thousands of dollars for the burden."

After a brief silence, the men and women around the stands were boiling again, but no one cared about the Muay Thai player who was lying on the ground, unknown to life and death, the "God of War" they were still waving their flags and shouting a few minutes ago, and the indifference of human nature was at a glance.

Amid the sound of cheering or insulting, Dizang slowly turned around and walked towards the secret door, and soon he completely lost his trace.

"A shoelace can kill people, this Dizang is really cruel." Dong Dongdong took a deep breath and asked Xiao An in the corner of the wall: "Are these boxers raised by the trendy bar?"

Xiao An shook his head and replied: "Most of them are not. The boxers participating in the game can get a sum of money as long as they enter the field. Every time they win, they will be stacked up. Many boxers are smarter and will withdraw after winning one or two rounds. This Honone is too greedy."

I asked again in confusion: "Where did they recruit these boxers?"

"Online platforms or some forums, boxers also have their own circles. They find a few acquaintances to spread the news. Soon most people who play black fist and fight underground will know." Xiao An licked the corner of his mouth and said, "Anyone who comes to participate in such a competition is very short of money. Who wouldn't take his life seriously?"

"This trendy bar has a set." I pinched my chin and stretched my hands to pull Zhang Xingyu twice and said, "Have you gained any inspiration?"

"Ah? What did you say?" Zhang Xingyu seemed to be thinking about something, and was scared and looked at me in confusion.

"It's okay, you can continue to have an epiphany." I shook my head speechlessly, and looked at Deng Jinhong, who was sandwiched between me and Zhang Xingyu, and smiled: "Mr. Deng, the off-court game is over. Should we shake hands and make peace in the game, or will we fight to the death like them."

After Deng Jinhong pursed his lips and was silent for a moment, he spoke with a strong attitude: "Jiang Ming must give me an explanation, otherwise I will not be able to raise my head in the circle when I go back to Yangcheng."

I was a little annoyed by his slutty attitude, and asked back: "What do you want to explain? Transparent glue or double-sided glue."

"Wang Lang, I don't want to talk to you about anything else. I have been chasing from Yangcheng to Chongshi from thousands of miles away. All the friends in the circle know that you let me go away in shame now. I can't swallow this. Even if this convinces me, do you believe that I won't punish you in Yangcheng in the future?" Deng Jinhong took a deep breath and said, "I'm fine if I want you, you have to help me find a balance."

"Bang!"

Jiang Ming suddenly grabbed the foreign wine bottle on the table, smashed it at the corner of the coffee table, and pointed at Deng Jinhong with the uneven half-pulled wine bottle: "Young Master Deng, why don't you quarrel me twice? Or let's change the place and just take it back. I won't bring it back. How can you relieve yourself? Why are you doing it? Isn't it OK?"

"Shut up, if you have a brother to deal with the matter, it means you just need to be honest and wait for the result. What's the matter with you?" Zhang Xingyu stood up, folded his hands and bowed to Deng Jinhong: "Come on, Mr. Deng, you can turn on the video recording function of your mobile phone, and I'll perform a live worship for you."

The muscles on Deng Jinhong's face twitched violently twice, squinting their dead fish's eyes without responding.

"If you don't record, then I'll record Ang." I quickly understood what Zhang Xingyu meant and took out his cell phone and pointed it at them.

"Mr. Deng, my young man is ignorant. I am my brother to apologize to you." Zhang Xingyu bowed three times in a row, then his knees slowly bent, making a look of being ready to kneel down. I cut off the video and lifted him up on Zhang Xingyu's arm.

Zhang Xingyu himself did not intend to kneel down, so he took advantage of the situation to stand up and smiled at Deng Jinhong: "Mr. Deng, can you find a balance now? Let Wang Lang send you the video later. After you go back, you can tell people casually that I had to nod and bow my head in our hometown. Although I am not famous, I can at least call me in Yangcheng. If someone asks me about this in the future, I will keep silent and cooperate with you. Is it okay?"

Deng Jinhong's face changed a few times, and he grabbed his nose and pointed at Jiang Ming: "Remember, for the sake of your two brothers, our affairs are over, but if you dare to provoke Rourou again, no one's face will be useless. In addition, when you see me in Yangcheng in the future, take a detour!"

Da Zhuang stubbornly stubbornly, opened his mouth and scolded: "You are you."

"Okay, what Mr. Deng said?" Dong Dongdong stepped on the Dazhuang upper with a footstep, clasped his fists and said, "It's not just Xiao Ming, but our brothers will take a detour when we see Mr. Deng later."

Deng Jinhong glanced at Dong Dongdong, grabbed the wine glass on the coffee table and drank it all, turned to me and said, "You can leave now, let's stop our business."

Zhang Xingyu rubbed his cheeks and said in a humble and arrogant manner: "Mr. Deng, in order to prove our innocence, I still think it would be better for us to accompany you to the airport, otherwise if you will have an accident when you go out later, you will have to put the shit basin on our heads."

"How do you know that I will definitely have an accident?" Deng Jinhong asked back with his mouth biting.

"Before the performance started, I told you that someone hopes you will die and then blame the wolf." Zhang Xingyu sniffed and said, "You must have seen what we are about to you. To be honest, it doesn't matter whether you die or not, but I'm afraid you will die in the territory of Chongshi, so we don't understand."

Deng Jinhong took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked around, then quickly poked the screen a few times, as if he was chatting with someone. After a few minutes, he stood up, tidied up his clothes and said, "Let's go, I just want to go home."

"Please, Mr. Deng." Zhang Xingyu made an invitation gesture and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely keep a distance from you."

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open from outside. Two young men wearing baseball caps and black masks on their faces broke in. One of them took out a handful of imitation June 4 from behind the waist, and shouted loudly: "Deng Jinhong, Brother Lang asked me to give you a word, be low-key in the future. The head wolf is not afraid of you and your father. I will show off sooner or later to send you a crematorium to refine it."

"Bang!"

After the words came to an end, the guy pulled the trigger directly.

"Be careful, Mr. Deng." Zhang Xingyu pressed Deng Jinhong's head and pressed it down, and overturned the coffee table.

Staring at the two guys who suddenly broke in, I was stunned for less than five seconds. Then I grabbed a bottle of foreign wine from the table and smashed it over, urging my neck: "It's so silly, fuck them both!"

Dazhuang, Dong Dongdong, Jiang Ming and the urine basin made gestures to pull out their guns.

Seeing that something was wrong, the two gunmen shot into the room again and escaped in a panic.

"Catch them!" I shouted.

The four little ones rushed out.

"Huff" Zhang Xingyu gasped for a few breaths and asked at the shocked Deng Jinhong: "Mr. Deng, are you okay?"

"It doesn't seem to be okay." Deng Jinhong looked around Zhou, murmured with sweat on his head: "I really want to kill me."

"You saw it, Wang Lang and I are just next to you. We are not so stupid. We ask someone to fuck you in front of you, and then we try our best to save you. Besides, there are a large group of witnesses in the room." Zhang Xingyu also wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and said, "With your intelligence, you must also see that someone is going to blame us. If Wang Lang and I are not in front of you today, you will definitely be completely anxious when you hear the other party's crazy words."

"Ma De!" Deng Jinhong gritted his teeth and said, taking out his cell phone and preparing to call.

Zhang Xingyu stretched his hand and pressed it on the back of Deng Jinhong's hand, and asked seriously: "Mr. Deng, do you want to call your father or question the person you handed it to?"

"What's wrong?" Deng Jinhong frowned and asked.

"If you call your father, it doesn't matter. After all, when you go out, people at home are most worried about you." Zhang Xingyu said with a worried expression on his face as he thought about Deng Jinhong: "If you call the person who handed you, I suggest you wait. If the person who attacked you was arranged by him, you would be like a frightening person. If the person who attacked you casually found a place to hide it, where will you go to find him? We can wait a while, and you go to the hospital to call him again, and then say angrily, you were attacked by the wolf-headed person. Listen to the other party's tone. You are so smart, whether you are really caring or fake care, you will definitely be able to hear it all at once."
Chapter completed!