The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

"Would it be too much?"

The young girls of the Su family were not very old, but they just couldn't understand Jiang Tong's way of being the best in the world.

Only then did he start booing, intending to embarrass Jiang Tong and let it out.

Now that Jiang Tong came on stage and agreed to Suning's fight, he immediately felt a little guilty.

No matter how much they didn't want to see Jiang Tong in their hearts, he was still a member of the Su family.

If he was injured by Suning, and the matter got to the ears of the old man, he would inevitably be punished.

"Brother Ning's boxing coach is the Asian Games gold medalist Zou Yongquan, who claims to kill a wolf with one punch."

A girl spoke worriedly.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

They had once heard from Suning that Zou Yongquan killed more than a dozen direwolves with his bare hands in Siberia.

As a disciple of Zou Yongquan, Suning has done his best.

In the dandy circle in this area, they are considered relatively capable of fighting, and they usually fight outside.

"Don't worry, Xiao Su has her own sense of propriety, just teach that kid a lesson."

The bystanders smiled.

Several girls turned their heads to look, and the person who came to strike up a conversation was none other than Suning boxing coach Zou Yongquan.

He is tall, close to 1.9 meters, with clear lines on his bare arms, and his muscles are bulging like a rock, full of strength.

Zou Yongquan noticed this group of girls just after they came in.

Seeing that they are not very old, but are fashionable and beautifully dressed, each with its own merits, many people are aiming at this side intentionally or unintentionally.

Many young girls are full of admiration for these fit and skilled fighters.

It can be taken by any means.

Relying on the experience he summed up, Zou Yongquan changed more than a dozen girlfriends within a year.

It seemed that several girls were worried.

Zou Yongquan looked at the stage with a smile, and said: "Little Su, be merciful, don't hurt anyone."

Zhou Shao smiled all over his face and stood under the stage with his arms around the woman.

He didn't know in his heart that this Suning came here to fight, just to make friends with him.

There are many such people every year.

It's just that soon after Suning came into contact with boxing, he showed super talent, and even Zhou Shao admired him more.

I plan to find time to promote this kid and take it for my own use.

Jiang Tong on the stage shook his head slightly.

What the Asian Games, Olympic boxing champions are just playing house, tricking those little whites who don't know anything.

Compared with the real professional boxing of WBO and WBA in the world boxing world, it is simply far worse.

The two are not even a level.

In the eyes of everyone, Suning moved, his figure was nimble, and he jumped horizontally, sweeping towards Jiang Tong's head.

No mercy.

If a person who doesn't understand anything is caught by Suning, he may pass out on the spot.

It is not good to say what kind of concussion is played.

"what!"

Several girls from the Su family covered their eyes and exclaimed, not daring to look any further.

Seeing that Suning was about to hit Jiang Tong, Jiang Tong just pulled out a hand from his back, making an understatement.

Be careful throughout the process.

It's like playing with ants in your hands, you have to pay attention at all times, for fear that if you are not careful, you will crush the ants to death.

A loud bang fell.

Su Ning was horrified, and felt as if he had been swept on the steel just now, and his leg bones were almost numb.

Look at Jiang Tong again, still with one hand behind his back, motionless, as stable as a rock.

In the eyes of others, it was like when Suning was about to kick Jiang Tong, he suddenly withdrew his strength.

Zhou Shao smiled:
"Xiao Su, don't show mercy, it's almost over."

Everyone nodded in unison.

If it goes on like this, it won't make any sense.

The younger generation of the Su family cheered even more: "Brother Ning, I bet all my pocket money for a year on you."

Suning has troubles and can't tell.

From the beginning, he didn't intend to show mercy, but something seemed wrong with his cousin.

"Come again!"

This time Suning didn't hold back, his hands and feet gathered strength, and he bounced like a fit black panther.

Backer stickers!
Zou Yongquan's nirvana was used to win the boxing championship of the runner-up meeting.

After the game, the opponent broke eight ribs.

For this reason, backing sticks, like Chen's Bajiquan, are listed as prohibited skills in competitions.

Jiang Tong hummed softly.

Standing in place without moving, when Suning was about to bully him, he slapped him on the head.

'Snapped! '

Like a spinning top, Suning flew out of the ring on the spot and almost passed out.

Everyone was dead silent.

Zou Yongquan and the others began to wonder if Suning had colluded with Jiang Tong and treated everyone as pigs?
Including Zhou Shao's Ferrari in the gambling pool, it was close to millions.

Young Master Zhou showed displeasure.

He said, "Xiao Su, what's going on?"

Su Ning was sweating profusely, struggling to get up from the ground, but couldn't utter a single word.

"This kid is weird."

After a long time, Suning gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.

Everyone looked suspicious, Jiang Tong stood still from the beginning to the end, but Suning himself flew out exaggeratedly.

It was as if the two were acting.

"It's interesting." Zou Yongquan looked towards the ring, and Jiang Tong, who had his hands behind his back, couldn't help but look up.

"I'll go meet him."

The people he taught were slapped away by Jiang Tong casually like a fly, and his face was a little bit uncomfortable.

Jiang Tong snorted coldly:
"I remember that in our bet, it seems that you are not there?"

Zou Yongquan smiled and said: "It's just a discussion, if you don't dare, get out."

Don't look at Zhou Shao betting on a Ferrari, but those are all matters of face.

You can't really let Zhou Shao lose that Ferrari in front of everyone, can you?

I thought about it.

Many juniors also saw that something was wrong.

Immediately dissatisfied and opened his mouth:
"Jiang Tong, everyone is joking, just accept the benefits."

"Yeah, yeah, why don't you come down quickly and say hello to Mr. Zhou, are you serious?"

Li Yun's face was ugly.

I didn't expect these people to repent in public.

Jiang Tong narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "Are you kidding? When Suning did it just now, he was trying to hurt people. I didn't see any sign of a joke."

Even Su Qing looked at Suning.

Brother Ning, he should be furious.

He wanted to teach Jiang Tong a lesson, but he was slapped away in public, and he didn't even touch a piece of his clothes.

In fact, Suning was already trembling with anger.

Others are trivial matters, even if you really lose this game, it doesn't matter.

Making friends with Zhou Shao is his real purpose.

Even if it gets to his parents, his parents will support his approach.

But this Jiang Tong didn't give Zhou Shao any face at all, if he really made him lose a Ferrari.

Maybe he won't say anything, but he will inevitably alienate Suning in the future.

"How about this, I will take out 300 million. If you win, you can go down and have a good time with Zhou Shao."

"If you lose, the 300 million will be given to you, which is worth a Ferrari."

Zou Yongquan bit the bullet and spoke.

He stared at Suning hard.

The people brought by this kid are too ignorant of etiquette.

Jiang Tong ignored his surroundings and nodded slightly:
"It's almost there!"

Now everyone's expression changed completely.

Jiang Tong really dared to take this bet, would he offend Young Master Zhou?