The person in charge was so busy, I heard that someone had to take part in the competition before taking the time to come.

  He looked at Yan Tao for a while.

  啧, so small, there is not much meat at a glance.

   is not enough for the champion.

  Ling Zhiwei's attitude was obviously contemptuous, and he asked Yan Tao casually, "How old is it? What's his name?"

   "Sixteen."

"Only you are on your body, you will be half disabled if you are not dead." Ling Zhiwei felt that there is no need to waste his time with this kind of little beanie. He raised his hand and asked someone to come over, very perfunctory, "Komatsu, you are responsible. This kid."

   "Okay, manager."

  Fang Yuansong led Yan Tao and Huang Jingyi down the stairs, and told Yan Tao about their boxing rules here.

  Sign the agreement before the game, it depends on your luck.

  Live, get money.

  Dead, disabled, and money to take.

  But the amount taken is different.

   "Little brother, the specifications of our boxing match are similar to those of regular matches, and even some professional boxers come here to fight. You are so weak, why do you want to boxing?"

   Yantao walked down the stairs and spoke casually, "My wife is here, I want to find a different way to woo. Maybe he will marry me as soon as he is moved."

ha? !

What? !

   Fang Yuansong was so shocked that his chin almost fell to the ground, "Don’t be kidding me, you are moved by courtship, you are killing me!"

  Fate?

  This reason is too strange.

Fang Yuansong didn't believe it at all, only when Yan Tao was joking, he led Yan Tao into a room, took out the agreement to her, "This is a pre-match agreement, you can participate in the competition after signing."

"Little brother, you are about the same age as my brother. If you listen to my advice, you should go home. The GHOST black match is particularly difficult. Basically, two or three people die every day. Other boxing venues are one-on-one. It's a melee. Six players play together, and the ones who fall are basically useless. Especially tonight, the boxers who play have seen blood underneath. If you want to play a game, it will be much better than today."

  Melee?

  Yan Tao Subai rubbed the paper with her fingertips and smiled, "No, take a pen."

   Fang Yuansong sighed, knowing it was so.

  "Then you can choose a name, whatever you want."

   Yan Tao looked down and thought of a wonderful name, "My wife is very proud."

  Fang Yuansong... He fished out his ears, saying that he hadn’t heard clearly, "Can you say it again?"

  The young boy is so good-looking that he can make a criminal smile, and repeats again, "My daughter-in-law is very arrogant."

  Fang Yuansong was about to be made to cry by Yan Tao, who played cards in an unreasonable way. This was the first time he took a boxer. Why did he meet such an unreliable one!

  People are called Bawang and King Kong. The soft and cute name of this young boy is a routine with those romantic novels!

   is still so long!

  Where is it like boxing!

"…All right."

  Since they like it so much, Fang Yuansong can't say anything.

  After the agreement was signed, Yan Tao was taken by Fang Yuansong to the lounge. After passing through the long corridor, the end of the road instantly became open.

  Circular venue, centered on the boxing ring, surrounded by hundreds of seats.

  Yan Tao squinted her eyes, gazing around, and finally fell on the man in the second row of the auditorium.

  The man’s dark hair is slightly curly, his features are cold and hard, as sharp as a blade.

  Sitting with a golden sword, his left and right elbows are pressed on his knees, his eyes closed slightly, his temperament is wild like a lion.