The sound of the call seemed to be coming from a long distance, faintly.

Gao Xuan's consciousness gradually became sober, he found that his body was particularly heavy and stiff, and he couldn't lift his eyelids.

This feeling is like a baby for a few months, it is difficult to control his body.

This is obviously not his powerful golden body, but a mortal body. That's why it is so heavy and stagnant. His powerful mental power was also completely restricted. It's not much better than being a bug.

However, it is better than becoming a bug.

Gao Xuan knew in his heart that this was the world of the Nine-turned Divine Cicada, and he was only entering into it, so it was not surprising what happened.

As Gao Xuan was thinking, he felt a sudden chill on his face, he couldn't help but opened his eyes with a sharp slap.

Then he saw a man with a big fat face. This guy is not only fat and old, but also bald, and this person is holding a half bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Obviously, this guy splashed his face with water.

When the bald old man saw Gao Xuan open his eyes, he grinned and laughed happily: "I thought you were dead. The scared Laozi is going to send you to the crematorium. It seems to be a saving. Cremation expenses."

This guy spoke awkwardly, his tongue was still a little uncontrollable, and he spouted out a few stars. The tone is particularly rushing, like a toilet after a few days.

When this person was talking, Gao Xuan also had related memories in his mind: Lao Fei, the manager of the Feihu Boxing Gym, an old bastard, and youtiao.

He is also called Gao Xuan in this world, but he is already forty years old, and a wife has died. Fortunately, there is not so much blood left behind a seriously ill daughter!

He was originally a boxer with very good results. When his wife dies, others become decadent. She has been drinking heavily and her body is also useless. Can't get into the ring at all.

Lao Fei has been friends with him for many years. Seeing that he is pitiful, he got him a training session in the boxing gym. In fact, it is to be a target to feed the boxer.

Just now, the fighter suddenly lifted his leg, swept his head and knocked him unconscious.

Gao Xuan sorted out his memory, and then figured out the situation of the words. It seems that he is living a very wasteful life now.

The old man was still chattering and saying: "Old Gao, you are only forty, and you are too useless. The muscles and bones after decades of training have been soaked in alcohol. You should stop bars quickly. ..."

Gao reluctantly raised his arms and pushed away the big fat face: "I'm going to be smoked to death by you, let me die a bit."

Seeing Gao Xuan talking, his eyes didn't float, Lao Fat was really relieved.

After decades of friendship between the two, he didn't want Gao Xuan to be beaten up.

Lao Fei said to the young and fierce fighter standing next to him: "Yu Xiaoming, what are you doing. Give you a punch, who made you kick someone. Can you take the responsibility if you kick someone to death?"

Yu Xiaoming glanced at Gao Xuan and snorted. He didn't mean to apologize at all. Instead, he looked disdainful.

Lao Fei couldn't do anything to Yu Xiaoming because of this trivial matter. He scolded: "You still have a reason to kick someone badly. Hurry up and apologize."

Under the gaze of Lao Fei, Yu Xiaoming reluctantly said: "Lao Gao, I don't know that your body is so weak, I am embarrassed."

Without waiting for Gao Xuan to speak, Yu Xiaoming turned his head and left.

Gao Xuan was a bit speechless, this kid was pretty straightforward. That kick was clearly kicking him on the head deliberately. He didn't wear protective gear on his head. He drank too much alcohol and his body reaction was slow, and he was kicked and overturned unexpectedly.

In other places, this foot is enough to intentionally hurt people.

Gao Xuan couldn't remember any grudges between him and this kid, but it didn't matter.

The important thing is how to complete this trial?

Gao Xuan didn't quite understand, what exactly does this status, this world, Nine Turns God Cicada mean?

Old Fat dragged Gao Xuan's hand to pull him up. He saw that Gao Xuan's face was still a little confused, and he asked concerned: "Are you okay, do you want to go to the hospital to take a film..."

Gao Xuan clutched his head and said, "I have a concussion, do you think there is anything wrong."

"I want to ruin my money!"

The old man reacted quickly, he took a step back and held his pocket, "Don't even think about it."

The other guys around watching the excitement burst into laughter.

Lao Fei waved his chubby little hand: "You can watch when you pay. What should you do now? The boxing gym does not support idlers."

Everyone grinned, and Old Fat dragged Gao Xuan to the side and sat down: "Old Gao, listen to me and forget it. Yu Xiaoming is a very potential fighter, and the gym attaches great importance to it. You know."

The boxing gym does not look at who is reasonable, the boxing gym will only weigh who is more valuable.

Gao Xuan is a sparring partner, not worth any money. Does he have an opinion? If Gao Xuan dared to make trouble, the boxing gym would fire him immediately.

"All right. You have the final say."

Gao Xuan would not toss about this little matter, the most urgent thing is to figure out the situation and find a way to break the game.

"Good brother, you have suffered this time."

Lao Fei sighed and patted Gao Xuan's shoulder. He took out a wad of money from his pocket and stuffed it in Gao Xuan's pocket: "Go back and eat something good."

With that, the old man shook his head and left.

The former Gao Xuan had a fiery temperament, but he couldn't bear this breath. Of course, the former Gao Xuan had strong bones and was known as a fierce tiger, and he would never be kicked and passed out.

Gao Xuan is old, the hero is dying. Let the old fat sigh abnormally.

Sitting in the chair, Gao Xuan gradually slowed down and adapted to this body.

There is no source power in this world, and his spiritual power is completely restricted. There is no extraordinary power. Fortunately, mental power can also act on oneself.

Close combat is very popular in this world. Boxers who can beat are very popular. A world-class professional boxer with an annual income of more than nine figures.

When he was in full health, he was considered top-notch in China. It is a pity that the wife had an accident before the peak period. As a result, people are abandoned.

Gao Xuan didn't quite understand the idea of ​​the original owner of the body, and his wife would not live if he died?

Of course, the wife was stabbed to death in the street, and the original owner has always guessed that it was caused by competitors. But no evidence was found.

The world is technologically backward. Ten years ago, there were not many cameras. If this kind of case was not solved at the time, it was unlikely that the murderer would be found.

Gao Xuan felt that the brother's life was very bitter, and of course he had a problem with his own personality. He was too extreme and embarked on a wrong path.

The more frustrated, the stronger, to win the championship from the blow, with the honor and money, it is much easier to think of revenge.

Sinking like this, besides making the enemy happy, what other effect can it have?

Gao Xuan sorted out his own situation, but did not find any clues. He covered his head and went into the locker room, took a shower, and then found out his clothes to change.

This person is also very casual, like a T-shirt, leather jacket, and jeans platform boots. Standard prodigal dress.

Gao Xuan looked at himself in the mirror, his facial features were similar to him, and he looked handsome when he was young. It's just that I'm getting older, my life is decadent, and the muscles on my face are slack and can't hang on.

The human face is very delicate, and a muscle discordance can be seen. When he gets older, his muscles are slightly loosened, and his eyebrows change.

Gao Xuan can't be said to be ugly now, but his eyes are muddy, his eyebrows are a little drooped, and he looks frustrated when he looks at it.

I have exercised my body for decades, but it's okay, but my belly has been arched and my muscles have lost their lines. Fortunately, the body is tall, even if it is more fat, it is not too ugly to support the body shape.

The leg swept by Yu Xiaoming was swollen and his head looked a little deformed. Fortunately, the hair is long enough to block it.

"It's a bit miserable to live this virtue..."

Gao Xuan sighed in his heart. There is no hope in such a bleak life, and it is no wonder that people will fall.

At this time, Yu Xiaoming and two young boxers walked in. The three of them only wore training shorts, with well-defined upper body muscles and a masculine look.

When Yu Xiaoming saw Gao Xuan in front of the mirror, he sneered: "Old Gao, if you can't afford to play, don't practice with you. If you are knocked down, I will apologize for him, you have to point your face."

The old fat is not there, and Yu Xiaoming has no scruples. He originally thought Gao Xuan was not pleasing to his eyes, just to teach him a lesson. He was forced to apologize, which made him even more unhappy.

In fact, Gao Xuan didn't want to pay attention to Yu Xiaoming, no matter what the other party embarrassed him, it didn't matter.

This world itself is illusory, or it was constructed by the nine-turned cicada. He competes with Yu Xiaoming, just like competing with the NPC in the game, meaningless.

For him, the key is to complete the mission and clear the customs. But the other person looks like this, obviously wants to push his nose to face~lightnovelpub.net~ The more he ignores, the more things follow.

Gao Xuan walked over and his face almost stuck to the opponent's face. He was a few centimeters taller than Yu Xiaoming, and he weighed more than 20 kilograms. In terms of size, he seems to have an advantage.

The real scary is Gao Xuan's eyes, deep, indifferent, without a trace of human emotions.

Yu Xiaoming and Gao Xuan have known each other for a long time. He has seen Gao Xuan's arrogant arrogance, seen him decadent and depressed, seen him drunk like a dog, but he has never seen such a sharp and sharp Gao Xuan.

At that moment, Yu Xiaoming's heart seemed to be held tightly by the invisible force. A layer of sweat came out of his nervous forehead.

"Little kid, you take your Yangguan Road, and I take my log bridge. Don't mess with me."

Gao Xuan pushed Yu Xiaoming away as he spoke, and walked away.

Yu Xiaoming froze for a while, he was actually afraid of this waste, which made him feel very ashamed and very angry.

He fisted at Gao Xuan's back and shouted, "Trash, tomorrow I will kill you, believe it or not..."