Yan Haochen leaned against the back of the chair and pretended to inadvertently put one hand on Zhao Ji's long, snow-white legs.
"Haha, Xiao Ji, how are you? I didn't lie to you!"
Zhao Ji moved her legs, but didn't shake them off, so she stopped struggling.
"Master Yan, thank you very much!"
"Without you, I would never be qualified to enter this kind of place!"
What Zhao Ji said was completely true. For a small person like her at the bottom of society, even if she struggled all her life, she would only be well-off at most.
Even the second generation of small rich people like Luo Li are not qualified to come in, so what does the well-off level mean?
When Yan Haochen saw that Zhao Ji didn't resist, he pushed even further. He moved his hand back little by little, with a smirk on his lips: "These are nothing, don't worry, follow me in the future, there will be many big scenes!"
"ah……"
Suddenly, Zhao Ji clamped her legs, her face turned red, and she hurriedly held down Yan Haochen's hand.
Just when she was about to scold, Yan Haochen suddenly pointed to a middle-aged man in a white shirt in front of him: "Did you see that man is the chairman of Fuyuan Group!"
Zhao Ji was shocked: "Fuyuan Group! The third largest company in Wuyang, with assets worth billions!"
Suddenly, she forgot about Yan Haochen's dirty tricks.
Yan Haochen smiled proudly and continued to divert Zhao Ji's attention: "What is this? Look at the man wearing plaid short-sleeves next to him!"
Zhao Ji squeezed her legs tighter and twisted uncomfortably: "He, ah, who is he?"
Yan Haochen breathed a little quickly and said: "He is the chairman of Jianning Group, the leading company in Wuyang!"
"Ah! It's the Jianning Group with a market value of tens of billions!"
"Oh my god! I actually met such a big shot!"
Zhao Ji's blood was so excited that she even suppressed her shame.
At this time, the door on the side of the arena in front was opened by the staff.
A bald man walked in with a group of men.
Yan Haochen suddenly retracted his hand and exclaimed: "Look, the big guys are here!"
He looked at the bald man who entered the scene first and said anxiously: "That's Mr. Wu Yang, Bald Qiang!"
Zhao Ji's mood at the moment was like being thrown into a lake where bombs were being thrown one after another, causing turbulent waves.
"Wu Yang, boss!"
This is a big shot whose status is much higher than that of the chairman of Jianning Group just now!
With the arrival of the Wuyang bosses, the noisy martial arts hall suddenly became quiet, and no one dared to be disrespectful to those bosses.
Yan Haochen stretched out his middle finger and hissed: "Keep your voice down, don't disturb those big guys!"
Then, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, he lay next to Zhao Ji's rosy earlobe, blew hot air and said: "Did you see, that middle-aged man with a big back and a black shirt is the Dongzhou boss Chu Tianxiong!
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"The other one who is short and fat and accompanied by a beautiful girl is Haizhou boss Zhang Jiafu."
"The man who is tall, has a majestic appearance, and cannot be recognized by his relatives is Jinzhou boss Zhang Dongliang!"
Yan Haochen introduced them one by one.
Zhao Ji's beautiful little face was so red that she was almost bleeding, especially the hot air that Yan Haochen kept blowing made the inside of her pink neck and shins itch.
She wanted to get away, but there was someone sitting right next to her, so she didn't dare to lean over!
Just when Yan Haochen wanted to go further, his eyes suddenly widened and he was petrified on the spot!
"Why does that person look familiar?"
"Qin, Qin Fan!"
Yan Haochen saw the young man in black following Chu Tianxiong.
However, Qin Fan's figure was immediately obscured by Chu Tianxiong.
When Yan Haochen looked again, everyone was already seated.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Ji asked in surprise when she saw Yan Haochen's sudden look of shock.
"It's okay, I'm just dazzled." Yan Haochen smiled, feeling that his idea just now was ridiculous.
How could a poor boy who didn't even dare to participate in an underground boxing match worth 10,000 yuan stay with those big guys!
"Haha, I must be blinded."
In front, Qin Fan was sitting behind Chu Tianxiong, observing several big bosses.
Chu Tianxiong introduced them one by one.
Wuyang boss Bald Qiang, Jinzhou boss Zhang Dongliang, Haizhou boss Zhang Jiafu.
Including himself, the Dongzhou boss, there are a total of four bosses participating in the underground boxing match this time.
The four of them are neighbors, so there is a lot of daily friction. More friction means more disputes, which just need an underground boxing match to resolve.
"You will have a good look at it later. I have already told Master Han that if the victory is certain, I can release the water appropriately and let you take a closer look."
Chu Tianxiong still thinks about his little brother Qin Fan.
Qin Fan curled his lips and said, "Boss Chu is interested."
Master Han sat aside and looked at Chu Tianxiong with a proud face with pity. In his heart, Chu Tianxiong was already socially dead.
As soon as the big bosses sat down, Bald Qiang, who was opposite Chu Tianxiong, shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Chu Tianxiong, you should give me an explanation for what happened at the Zhuankou battlefield!"
The Zhuankou battlefield is located at the junction of the two families. Both sides claim it is theirs, so they have no choice but to wait for the underground boxing match to be resolved.
Chu Tianxiong sneered: "Humph, Bald Qiang, don't talk nonsense. If you win, I will give up the Chuankou battlefield to you!"
"Okay! Ah Wu, go up and win the battlefield back for me!" Bald Qiang shouted to a young man in a green vest next to him.
A young man named Awu strode onto the ring. He was as thin as a bamboo pole and looked like he could be broken up with a punch.
"Chu Tianxiong, send your people up!" Bald Qiang looked very confident.
Master Han was about to go on stage when Chu Tianxiong said: "Wait a minute, let Huzi go up and try him first!"
Hu Zi on the side, his muscles tensed up, jumped up.
"please!"
Huzi clasped his fists and performed a Jianghu salute.
Ah Wu didn't seem to understand at all, so he punched Hu Zi in the face.
This punch doesn't look very powerful.
Huzi didn't panic and punched back.
However, just when Awu's fist was about to approach Huzi's fist, it suddenly changed direction at an incredible angle.
Awu's whole body also seemed as soft as if he had no bones, changing into a strange shape.
Bang!
Caught off guard, Huzi was punched in the face by the opponent and flew backwards.
The whole audience was shocked!
Chu Tianxiong ordered his men with a dark face: "Go and carry Huzi over and see if he is seriously injured?"
"yes!"
After a while, Hu Zi was carried over: "Master Chu, my subordinates are useless. You are embarrassed!"
Chu Tianxiong said solemnly: "It doesn't matter, what is the origin of this person that Baldhead hired forcefully?"
Huzi shook his head: "I didn't sense the strength of his energy, but his weird tricks are not like those of us Chinese warriors."
Master Han added: "Yes, he should be an ancient warrior from Southeast Asia."
When Chu Tianxiong saw Master Han recognized A Wu's origin, he asked, "How confident is Master Han that he can face him?"
Master Han puffed up his chest: "Ninety percent."
"Haha, okay!" Chu Tianxiong was not talking.
Jinzhou boss Zhang Dongliang looked at a stout man in a white jacket behind him: "Master Hong, how sure are you of facing this person?"
Master Hong said calmly: "Ten percent."
Zhang Dongliang nodded and stopped talking.
Zhang Jiafu, who was short and fat, did not ask his men, but suddenly glanced at the side door behind the arena, with a sinister smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.