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Chapter 402 The Madman Meets Ankang Again—Heaven and Earth

When the victory or defeat was decided, Huang Mao returned to the stage, and then said a few "seduce people" and heroic words, then raised Ankang's hand and announced that the winner was Ankang.

This morning's game is considered over. If you win money, you go to the dealer to exchange your bets. If you lose money, you leave in frustration.

As for Zhao Yu, he was carried to the backstage. Ankang rested on the stage for a while, and then he was able to walk on his own, so he limped into the backstage.

2-year-old Dong Biwen lost the money, but he didn't show how upset he was. He put his arms around the waist of the charming woman, greeted me and the thugs, and then went downstairs to leave.

At this time, the middle-aged woman at 6 also stood up slowly. She straightened the black coat on her body, then picked up the small black bags one by one, and was ready to leave.

When this middle-aged woman walked up to me and the thug, she suddenly stopped, and then asked me: "Do you have a fire? My lighter is broken!"

Although I am not a smoker, I still carry cigarettes and a lighter with me, so I took out the lighter and gave it to her.

She took the lighter, lit a slim cigarette for herself, then handed it back to me and said with a smile: "Do you know Mr. Dong?"

Old Dong? She should be talking about Dong Biwen of 2.

I put the lighter on and said, "It's the first time we meet, we can't even call it acquaintance!"

The woman smiled, then took out a golden business card and handed it to me and said: "My name is Jiang Ying, everyone calls me Sister Ying. I am looking at a spa club on Yuandong Street, and my old Dong is a regular customer there.

You can also visit us when you have time."

In my mind, I felt that only women can go to spas in general, so I smiled and said, "Forget it, why should I go to a spa as a man?"

Jiang Yingying vomited her eyes and said with a smile: "Who said that only women should pay attention to health care? In fact, men are the same. When you go there another day, I will give you a detailed introduction."

She was so enthusiastic that I couldn't help but refuse, so I agreed, but I had already made up my mind that I wouldn't go.

As expected, the guests in these private rooms were all business experts. When they saw that I was sitting in a private room and I was a newcomer, they all came over to try to make friends with me.

Jiang Yingying spoke to me a few more words, asked my name, and then prepared to leave with her small bag in her arms.

Before leaving, he told me: "Lao Dong and I will be back in the afternoon, are you still there? I just heard that the brother next to you seems to know a lot about black boxing, and I also want to communicate with you."

I thought about it and said, "Maybe."

Dong Biwen and Jiang Yingying have both left, and I am the only one left in the private rooms from one to six. The waitress just now has started cleaning the private rooms.

After the crowd downstairs had almost dispersed, the thugs and I got up and went downstairs. However, we did not intend to leave, but walked to the backstage. There were two brothers guarding the door of the backstage, so they stopped us.

.

"Sorry, sir, you can't go backstage!" One of them stopped the thugs and me.

I took out the VIP card Zhang Beichen gave me and said, "I have this!"

The brother took a look, still shook his head and said: "This is just a VIP card for the box on the second floor. I don't have the right to enter the backstage. I'm really sorry."

"Damn it, what kind of crap did Beichen give me?" I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

I had no choice but to ask him: "Is Zhang Beichen here?"

When the man heard me calling Zhang Beichen by his first name, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Since I was holding a VIP card in my hand, he subconsciously thought that Zhang Beichen and I must have a good relationship, so he treated me politely.

: "This guest, our brother Chen is here only on Wednesday one day a week, so he is not here today..."

In fact, the reason why I went backstage was very simple, just to see Ankang. Although he and I were enemies in the past, for my current status, those enemies were just like playing house, and I felt very sad.

What kind of evil has resurfaced?

This Yuannan Street is also my territory. Being turned away by my brother on my territory, I felt a little uncomfortable, so I picked up my cell phone and called Zhang Beichen.

"Crazy brother, what are your instructions?" Zhang Beichen answered the phone and asked with a smile.

I also smiled and said: "Come to the boxing ring immediately. I have something to ask you. Also, I will give the phone to your little brother. Just tell him and ask him to let me go backstage and have a look. I will find someone."

"Ah? Crazy brother, are you in the boxing ring? What happened? I'll go over now!" Zhang Beichen asked me quickly.

I told him to stop talking nonsense and come over quickly. Then I handed my phone to the brother who stopped me and said, "Here, Brother Chen has something to tell you!"

This brother answered the phone and turned pale with fright without even hearing a few words from Zhang Beichen. Then he quickly said several times: "Yes, yes, yes."

He hung up the phone, respectfully handed the phone back to me and said, "Crazy, crazy master, let me take you in."

At this time, another person next to me was frightened when he heard his companion calling me "Crazy Master" and quickly stepped aside. I patted their shoulders and said with a smile, "Well done!"

The backstage of the boxing ring is actually a corridor, several locker rooms and offices.

When we entered, Ankang was coming out of an office. He had already put on a sweater, a towel around his neck, and his glasses were placed across the bridge of his nose.

Now Ankang also saw me clearly, and he immediately froze at the door of the office.

"Xiao Kang, what's wrong? Are you still dissatisfied with what I just said?" At this time, a middle-aged man patted An Kang on the shoulder and walked out of the office.

If I guessed correctly, this person should be the manager of the boxing ring. I once heard Zhang Beichen mention it once, and it seems that this person's surname was Hong, and he managed the boxing ring at that time.

When the man surnamed Hong saw his younger brother bringing a stranger in, he was curious: "Xiao Zhang, why did you bring in a stranger at will?"

It seems that I really should come down and walk more often. The little shrimps don’t know me, and the “crab general” who is in charge of the little shrimps doesn’t know who I am either. This is a bit unreasonable.

The man called Xiao Zhang quickly ran over and said, "Brother Hong, that's not it, it's..."

Xiao Zhang quickly whispered a few words into Hong's ear.

The man surnamed Hong also had a look of surprise on his face. Then he took a deep breath and slowly walked towards me and said respectfully: "Crazy Master, why didn't you say hello in advance when you came? Do you have any instructions?"

I said to the man surnamed Hong: "It's okay. I just came over to take a look. You can go about your business first. I'll come back to you later. I have some personal matters to discuss with him now."

As I said that, I touched Ankang with my finger.

Ankang is a boxer in the boxing ring. He has to listen to the ring manager to a certain extent, so Hong patted Ankang on the shoulder and said: "Xiaokang, it is your blessing to be appreciated by the crazy man. You will go crazy in a while."

It will be good for you to answer honestly whatever I ask."

Ankang nodded calmly.

The man surnamed Hong said a few more polite words to me and then gave his office to me to talk to Ankang.

After entering the office, I asked the thugs to close the door.

Upon seeing this, Ankang said coldly: "Madman, haven't we already understood the grudges between us? Aren't you still willing to let it go?"

Obviously Ankang misunderstood.

I shook my head and said: "Ankang, do you think that with my current status, I will still care about those little things in the past with you?"

Ankang couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then smiled with a hint of self-deprecation and said: "Yes, you are now Crazy Nancheng, a famous crazy man on Xingzhou Road, how can you care about such trivial matters with me?

What about my son, then what are you doing here? Laughing at me, laughing at me for being the king of gangsters in my past, and getting to the point where I’m doing bad boxing in your place?”

When Ankang said this, I laughed a few times, "Haha", and then said: "Ankang, you think too highly of yourself. Do you think there is anything worthy of my ridicule? What qualifications do you have to deserve my ridicule? Once upon a time

The middle-class king? You are too naive. Those identities are bullshit not only in my opinion, but also in the eyes of the king and Scorpion!"

Ankang was so embarrassed that he wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute, because my identity is too much stronger than his, too much, and the words of the strong are always the truth!

Seeing that he stopped talking, I continued: "Ankang, I don't think you have any other intention today. I just want to chat with you and have a few words. After all, we are classmates and we have collaborated before!"

Ankang smiled helplessly and said: "Crazy, crazy master, please stop teasing me. We have cooperated before, but now, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy, one in the sky and one on the earth..."

I asked Ankang to sit down, then I moved a chair to face him and said, "I want to ask you something. If I remember correctly, weren't you following Tong Jiuchao's men? Why did you come to me?"

Is there any black boxing going on here?”

Ankang said helplessly: "Are you going to continue to bury me after hearing my story, crazy brother?"

I smiled and said: "Ankang, do you want me to say the same ugly words a second time? If you want to win the respect of others, then you must face your past and think highly of yourself. Do you think your stories are worthy of only

If you are being laughed at and dismissed, then don't say it. I don't want to listen. I hate hearing stories about weak people."

As for why I told Ankang so many truths, I later understood that it was just because Ankang used to be my number one enemy. I felt that his abilities were similar to mine, but now that he is in such a situation, I feel a little bit accepting of it.

No.

If Ankang is prospering under Tong Jiuchao at this time, then I will definitely not stay here with him for half a day.

When I said this, Ankang's eyes dimmed. After a while, he slowly regained some of his expression and said: "Crazy Master, do you want to hear the story of a little person like me? Okay, then I will tell it to you.

listen."

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