Yang Zhenxing grabbed the little black man's leg tightly and refused to let go no matter how hard he kicked.
Yang Zhenxing's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes and mouth were swollen, and red blood was flowing from his mouth.
"What else do you want to do?" the little black man asked
"Keep her here." Yang Zhenxing's voice was hoarse, but his tone was firm, revealing his murderous intent.
"But we have already agreed, you have lost," the little black man said
"I don't accept it. I haven't lost yet. Come again! I will knock you down!"
"Don't waste your efforts. You are very powerful, but you are really not my opponent. Let me take her away. Don't worry, our boss will not hurt him. Our boss will only give him a perfect life."
"Yang Zhenxing, stop competing with him. I'll go with him. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Priya yelled hoarsely.
"Shut up, you have no business talking. This is a war between men. War makes women go away!" Yang Zhenxing yelled at Priya, who was taken aback.
"Stop trying to be brave. You will always be a hero in my heart. I will always remember you. Don't worry about me." Priya begged. She didn't want Yang Zhenxing to get hurt any more.
"Don't give me nonsense, you are my woman, I will be responsible for you to the end." Yang Zhenxing said such words in desperation. Priya felt very complicated. This was the first time Yang Zhenxing said such words to herself. He had said this to her before.
This was said to the little black man, but this time he told her personally.
"Is that enough?" The little black man couldn't listen anymore, "Do you still want to fight again?"
"yes"
"Do you still want to waste your efforts?" "I will definitely defeat you," Xingxing said firmly.
"Is it worth it for you?" The little black man looked at Yang Zhenxing, whose face was covered with blood, and couldn't bear to beat him again. The little black man also felt complicated. He hoped to complete this task, which would bring him a lot of money.
, but he doesn’t want player Yang Zhenxing to be harmed. This is actually easy to understand.
"It's worth it. Maybe you think it's not worth it, but I fucking think it's worth it!" Yang Zhenxing had already stood up, and the little heavy-black man shouted loudly.
The big man next to him, who had been punched twice by Yang Zhenxing but failed to take advantage, couldn't stand it anymore and shouted angrily to Yang Zhenxing, "Stop talking nonsense, boss, ignore him, let's go."
"Shut up and get out of here"
The sturdy man shut up obediently.
"Do you really like her?" the little black man said in a gentle tone.
"I" Yang Zhenxing was speechless for a moment
"I just like it, it doesn't matter if you say it." The little black man no longer had the arrogance before and asked him like a friend.
Yang Zhenxing once again wiped the bleeding from his mouth and said to her, "He is already my woman, and I will be responsible for her to the end."
"If you think that she becomes your woman once she sleeps with you, you are totally wrong. This is not in China, and this situation cannot be ignored in China."
"This is none of your business. My conscience told me to do this."
"Are you attracted to her?"
Yang Zhenxing didn't dare to speak. He looked at Priya and the little black man understood. He signaled his men to take Priya to another place. Yang Zhenxing looked at the men who were about to take Priya away and shouted loudly:
"Come back, you bastard"
"No need to shout, they are right outside the door. You don't have to worry about answering my questions!"
"I do not know how to put it"
"Then you have fallen in love with her." The little black man laughed evilly.
"I know what you're trying to say, don't you Katie?"
In fact, Yang Zhenxing was not thinking about Katie at the moment, but his girlfriend Liu Xiaolu who was far away in China. Forget it, the little black guy guessed the same thing and reluctantly agreed: "Well, maybe I think she will be very important to me.
"He came to the United States three years ago like me. He has just become a reporter. I am also facing entering the NBA. There are too many topics and similarities between us."
When Yang Zhenxing said this again, the little black man listened carefully and said to Yang Zhenxing: "Do you know where I come from?"
"Washington?" Yang Zhenxing lost his previous arrogance and began to talk heartily with this little black man.
The little black man shook his head
"Texas?"
"No, I am not an American"
"So you are from Africa, an African immigrant?"
"Haha, I knew you would guess that I am from Africa."
"Isn't it?"
"No" the little black man shook his head
Several big men waiting outside had already become impatient and were muttering privately, why hasn't the boss dealt with him yet?
"It seems like you really wouldn't have guessed it."
"Say hum"
"You know why I don't want to hurt you?"
"Hmph, don't try to win people's hearts. You don't dare because you think I might become a star."
"Stop dreaming, even if you are Kobe, I would dare to deal with you," the little black man said, with an expected air of arrogance.
"Bullshit" Yang Zhenxing said disdainfully
"Because I'm just like you!"
"What is the same as me?" Yang Zhenxing was puzzled.
"I'm Chinese," the little black man said calmly.
"What? Chinese? They were moved from Africa! Humph, are you regretting it? You know you shouldn't mess with me anymore. Apologize quickly, admit your mistake, and let Priya go. I will spare you a life." Yang Zhenxing
But he didn't believe it, so he asked him with disdain
"I am Chinese, and I did not come from Africa. I am a yellow race. This is true. Otherwise, I would not have spared you."
"It's ridiculous, yellow man?"
"Yes, I am indeed of yellow race. Maybe I was not so dark before because I got tanned while performing missions in the wild."
Yang Zhenxing couldn't believe that the person in front of him with black, carbon-like skin was Chinese.
"I still don't believe it. Don't lie here. You can't lie to me." Yang Zhenxing said calmly.
"Yang Zhenxing," the little black man said in standard Mandarin, "I am really Chinese." This sentence was in standard Chinese, "I am from Shandong, do you believe it?"
"A native of Shandong? Are you actually a fellow countryman?"
Yang Zhenxing was shocked when he heard this, but he still couldn't believe that he had such dark eyes. How could he be Chinese?
"I know you wouldn't think of it," the little black man continued.
"Stop fooling me, release him quickly. I can still give you face when I become a star," Xingxing said to him
"I've already promised my boss. If I let him go, wouldn't I be breaking my promise? How can I mess around in the future?"
