Chang Mian wished he could rush in and rescue the man whose back looked like his father's, but he could only stand there and do nothing.
The opponent had a large number of people, and he was not prepared at all.
He knew that he couldn't alert the snake, and he would definitely not be able to take away anyone when he came in this time, so he could only think about it in the long term.
But, damn it, it was simply a form of torture for him to watch the battle between man and beast inside the glass cover.
Worry!
He saw one of the boxers' legs being bitten by a tiger. He punched the tiger one after another, and his screams were heartbreaking...
But the people outside the glass cover were watching with cold eyes. All the bodyguards' eyes were filled with excitement. No one cared about his life or death. This was a torture that only relied on fists to survive.
He looked at the three people inside, including Wudi, who seemed to have no human consciousness at all, and their eyes were scarlet, as if they were really just beasts fighting with each other.
Chang Mian closed his eyes for a moment, unable to bear to see such a scene.
The father in his impression was tall and mighty, gentlemanly and elegant. He was a pillar of the country outside, a good husband who loved his wife at home, and a strict father who treated his son with warmth... Every impression in his memory was similar to that one.
The beast-like back is quite different.
He never saw the man's face clearly, because when he turned around, he only saw countless blood reflected on his face, so ferocious...
He didn't know how he endured it. After twenty minutes of fighting, he was glad that it was the ferocious tiger that fell in the end. Except for the boxer who died and was dragged away, Wuwei and another boxer got this life.
s right.
The two boxers with bloody faces were brought out by the bodyguards. Someone handed them the hair sutra. Wu Di took the towel, wiped his face, and passed by Chang Mian.
Chang Mian's blood began to flow backwards, and those inhuman eyes only showed ferocity. Chang Mian relied on instinct to deny that he had seen those eyes, but, but——————
Being so close, he could recognize it at a glance even if they were ten years apart!
That person, his name is Chang Guoyun!
How can it be!
The word "Dad" almost blurted out, but he swallowed it back in time. After ten years, his appearance had changed a bit, but he would never admit his mistake. How could he admit his mistake to a person who was connected by blood?
Why?
Didn't he and his mother die in the plane explosion ten years ago?
Why do you appear here today, ten years later, in front of yourself as a boxer, living a life worse than a pig or a dog?
Chang Mian didn't know how he found the cleaning lady, walked out, and returned to the hotel room. He still couldn't calm down his mood!
"Young Master Chang?"
Leng Heng saw that Chang Mian had been silent since he came back, and respectfully called him.
Chang Mian's turbid eyes showed bloodthirsty cold eyes, and the scene of the battle between man and beast kept in his mind, pushing all the violent factors in his body to the extreme.
He looked super calm on the face, but he was completely furious in his heart. He looked out the window at the sky filled with yellow sand, clenched his hands, and swore in his heart: He would rescue his father!
Thinking of the random use of stimulants, various dark boxing matches that enhance the abuse of body hormones, and the training ground where he was locked in a glass dome and fighting with wild beasts, he wanted to kill K first. He couldn't stand his father, who was of noble blood.