Xiao Chan became even more depressed. This pervert touched her breasts absentmindedly, but he was still watching others boxing. It was really unreasonable!
She was depressed, but she couldn't get the pervert's hand away. It wasn't that she didn't have the strength, but she found that she seemed a little reluctant to let him take his hand away, not because she enjoyed it, even though she actually seemed to really
She enjoyed it a little bit, but the most important thing was that she felt that this was the part of her body that attracted the pervert the most. If she didn’t let the pervert touch her, would he run away immediately?
She was a little afraid that he would run away, so she said she would never let him touch her again, but when he really touched her, she still let him touch her.
Tang Jin's attention really fell on the boxing ring now. The two men on the ring looked obviously different in stature. One was tall and burly, quite strong, more than 1.8 meters tall, and must have weighed more than 100 kilograms, but
The other one is no more than 1.7 meters tall, may even weigh only 50 kilograms, and looks very thin.
"Fat boy, come on, hit him, hit him!"
"Fat boy, I'll support you, come on!"
"Fat boy, I've placed a big bet on you, don't let me down..."
"Big guy, please give me some strength. You can crush him to death just by pressing down on him..."
…
Next to the boxing ring, countless people were roaring, and some were waving money while roaring. Black boxing was often accompanied by gambling. It was obvious that these people were not just watching, but also placing bets.
And now, this boxing match looks quite weird. Anyone who sees the two people at first glance will think that the big man will win, but in fact, the one who has the advantage now is actually the thin man, and it sounds like
, this thin man’s nickname is Fatty!
Fat boy?
If he could be called Fat Boy like that, then Fat Boy would have already taken over the world.
"Isn't that guy Mo Fei? It seems that he also has a nickname called Mo Fei?" Tang Jin finally took his hand out of Xiao Chan's chest and said to himself in surprise.
"Mo Fei?" Xiao Chan was also startled, "Hey, which Mo Fei are you talking about? It can't be the one in Ningshan City, right?"
"That's him. When I first arrived in Ningshan City, that guy gave me a Hummer. I still remember he said he wanted to treat me to dinner, but since then, I've never seen him again.
But why does this guy come here to fight in the underworld? He claims to be very good at racing." Tang Jin was a little confused. He was not very impressed with Mo Fei, but after all, he had just arrived in Ningshan.
I know him, so he remembers it clearly.
"It seems he is really him." Xiao Chan stared at the stage for a while, then nodded, "Mo Fei's racing skills are really good. I also raced against him back then, but he was even worse than me."
"Well, it seems that this guy is quite good at boxing now. Although he is not strong enough, he is very flexible and hits the opponent's weakness every time." Tang Jin said to himself while observing, "If nothing unexpected happens,
In this fight, Mo Fei will win."
"Oh..." cheers rang out, and the big man was knocked down by Mo Fei's punch. He couldn't get up for a long time, and Tang Jin's prediction was confirmed.
The victorious Mo Fei jumped off the stage, and Xiao Chan couldn't help but ask: "Hey, do you want to go over and say hello to him?"
"Forget it, I'm not familiar with him either." Tang Jin thought for a moment and shook his head, "Let's go back, there's nothing interesting here."
"Okay." Xiao Chan actually thought it was quite exciting here, but the problem was that Tang Jin didn't like him, so she had to agree to go back.
Tang Jin pulled Xiao Chan away, but after taking only a few steps, he stopped, turned around, and looked under the boxing ring with a frown.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Chan was a little puzzled, and then she realized something was wrong, "Why does it seem like someone is hitting Mo Fei?"
In fact, there was indeed a group of people beating up Mo Fei at this moment. These people quickly knocked Mo Fei to the ground, and then kicked him around on the ground. While kicking him, they cursed: "You idiot, you idiot!"
Hit every time!"
Seeing Mo Fei being beaten, everyone around him seemed to turn a blind eye, and no one helped him. Instead, there was a group of people surrounding a fat man, asking for money.
"Fat brother, give me the money quickly!"
"Fat brother, mine!"
"Fat brother, my three thousand, hurry up!"
…
The fat man continued to wave while counting money to these people: "Fuck, keep beating me, just don't beat him to death. This bastard made me lose hundreds of thousands again, so I have to save his life to make money for me!"
When the fat man yelled like this, those who took action worked harder. Poor Mo Fei had just knocked down the big guy on the stage, but under the siege of seven or eight people, he could only hold his head with his hands and bend his body to protect his key parts.
Besides, there is no chance of resistance at all.
"Hey, have you beaten enough?" A lazy voice sounded at this time, but it was Tang Jin who finally spoke.
"Stop." The fat man waved his hand, and the seven or eight big men also stopped immediately.
The fat man glanced at Tang Jin, then at Xiao Chan who was next to Tang Jin, and his eyes lit up: "Hey, isn't this the famous Goddess Xiaoxiao over there? What? Goddess Xiaoxiao, do you also want to switch to boxing?"
Obviously this fat man knew Xiao Chan. Of course, it was Xiao Chan whose pseudonym was Tang Xiaoxiao. Before Xiao Chan could reply, he immediately looked at Tang Jin and continued: "Xiaoxiao, is this your man? Your man seems to want to
Are you okay with minding your own business?"
"My men don't need to ask my opinion when doing things." Xiao Chan said angrily.
"Okay, in this case, let me tell you straight, brother, I have no interest in your background. If you want to mind your own business, that's no problem. This fat boy owes me a lot of money. You just need to pay me
If he pays it back, you can take him away. If you don't have the money to pay it back, then stay out of your own business. I'll give Xiaoxiao face and won't argue with you." The fat man said calmly.
"Mo Fei, do you still know me?" Tang Jin ignored the fat man, just looked at Mo Fei who was trying to get up from the ground, and asked lightly.
"You, you are..." Mo Fei's eyes were a little cloudy, as if he was trying to remember something. After a few seconds, his eyes suddenly lit up, "You are Tang, Tang..."
"Well, it seems you still remember me, why are you living in such a miserable state?" Tang Jin interrupted Mo Fei and asked with a little surprise.
"Brother, it's hard to say enough!" Mo Fei finally stood firm and smiled bitterly at Tang Jin. His bruised nose and swollen face, coupled with this smile, really gave people a feeling of vicissitudes of life.
After a pause, Mo Fei sighed: "To put it simply, I came here to race, lost miserably, and owed a lot of debt. Now, I have to fight here every day to pay off the debt. It's just that I have been fighting for a few years.
Black Fist, this debt is getting bigger and bigger."