After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Xuan decided to talk to Tai Ge.

If you switch to China, even your neighbors will talk to you.

But here is not domestic after all.

"Hey, Tago, do you have time? How about we talk?"

"Uh ... teacher?" It was clear that Tai Ge hadn't expected Chen Qi to call him.

In his subconscious, he was still afraid of Chen Ye.

"Teacher, I've played abroad recently. I'm afraid I don't have much time."

"Okay." Chen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Tiger's intention to evade and lie was too obvious.

"Tag, do you remember what I said?"

"Teacher ... what did you say?"

"I can give what I can give back."

"Thank you for your reminder, teacher."

Tago then hung up.

Chen Ye could feel Tiger's resentment.

Chen Huan did not plan to talk with Tiger about the truth of life.

Pick up your phone and rummage the news about Tiger.

Although it may not always be true in the news.

But many times can still explain part of the problem.

...

In Tago's mansion, a black middle-aged man with glasses and a suit came over.

"Tago, who's on the phone? I think you suddenly changed your face after you answered the phone."

"Bach." Tiger looked up at his agent.

"My former teacher."

"Oh? He asked you for money?" Bach knew this world too well.

When a person is rich, some inexplicable people often post it and ask for benefits.

"No, he doesn't want money, but he wants to take everything from me." Tiger's face was hazy.

"Oh? Who is he?"

"He is the one who made me," Tago said. "I made my debut under his guidance. He is very good."

"Tag, you are the champion, the first Grand Slam winner in the history of boxing! You are the most powerful person in the world."

"No, you don't know him. He used to kill a dozen people with his bare hands." Tago's face showed a palpitation.

To this day, he still cannot forget what happened on the Internet.

More than thirty people besieged both of them, but Chen Ye killed a dozen people alone, and a dozen others were seriously injured.

For him, it was like a nightmare.

Bach frowned as he heard Tagore's words.

He glanced at Tiger, could Tiger do it?

Judging by the strength he showed on the ring, it is probably very reluctant.

Bach's mouth traced an arc.

"Tag, I have a good thing for you."

"Good thing? What?" Tiger turned to look at Bach.

He knew Bach's hands and feet were not clean. The previous agent had warned himself when he learned that he was in contact with Bach.

However, Tago obviously prefers Bach to the style of his former agent.

Not only is the lower share required by Bach, but also because of Bach's ability and means.

For example, there was a match before, and the opponent was a boxer of the same strength.

At the time, Tiger had researched several opponents' video games, and even he was not sure how to deal with it.

But I don't know what Bach used.

The opponent was staring at him with anger and hatred.

But he was never beaten.

Although Bach didn't tell him clearly, but he could feel it, Bach must have used means other than the competition platform.

Of course, winning that game easily made Tago completely ignore Bach's methods.

But this does not mean that Tago has full confidence in Bach.

Especially when Bach came up with something good.

Tiger was alert.

Bach grinned and took out a small bottle of potion.

"What is this? Doping?"

"No, this is not a low-end potion like a stimulant." Bach shook his head. "This is a devil potion, which can greatly improve your strength. It is not temporary but permanent Higher your strength. "

"Bach, I don't want to be suspended."

"Hehe ... the existing methods cannot be detected."

"Can't detect it?" Tiger raised a brow and looked at Bach suspiciously.

Bach nodded and said with certainty: "It can never be detected. I'm your agent. How could I possibly ban you from the game."

"How much is it?" Tiger throbbed.

"No money," Bach said.

"No money? How is that possible?" Tagore didn't believe that Bach would give himself such a thing without reservation.

"As long as you do me a little favor, this one will be given to you." Bach said with a smile.

"What's busy?"

"Help me play a game," Bach said.

"You are my agent. Would you like to arrange it?"

"Not a regular game."

"Underground fist?" Tiger asked suddenly.

"Well, it's underground boxing."

Tiger was silent for a while, looking up at Bach: "Are you sure this thing has no side effects?"

"Of course, I'm not kidding the greatest client I have worked with in my career."

Tago thought about it, as Bach said.

If he is banned, then his loss is the biggest, but Bach's loss is not small.

"When is the game?"

"Just tonight."

"So urgent?"

"Don't you want to try the effect of this potion?"

"Can it work today?"

"This devil potion works better than you think."

Tiger took the Devil's Elixir, hesitating slightly.

But in the end, his desire triumphed over reason.

"Injected or orally?"

"oral."

"Can you take it directly?"

"of course."

Tyco unscrewed the bottle cap, and first sniffed, there was no odor.

After a few seconds of hesitation again, Tagore drank his drink completely.

After the Devil's Elixir entered the abdomen, Tagore felt a dry sensation in the abdomen.

And this hot feeling is constantly radiating towards the limbs and bones.

"drink……"

Tiger screamed in his mouth.

There was a hint of surprise in Bach's eyes.

He has seen others use devil potions.

The pain caused during use can almost be described as painless.

But Tiger did not show much pain.

He seems to be able to withstand this feeling.

Tiger's breathing became heavy, and even white gas was exhaled from his mouth.

His muscles were like bulging balloons, and blood vessels under the skin burst.

Tiger gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

It didn't feel good, his bones rattled.

Roar

Tyco made a roar, and suddenly punched a fist towards the wall behind him.

boom

I saw Tago's fist set directly into the concrete wall.

When Tagore retracted his fist, a large hole in the wall was left on the wall, and cracks spread around the hole.