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Chapter 566 Empty Gloves White Wolf

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The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Fan and said with a smile: "Your brother is right, Xiaoya, let's go home with Dad."

Xiaoya gave Ye Fan a hard look.

Obviously, she didn't enjoy herself and didn't want Ye Fan to disturb her.

however.

Ye Fan changed the subject and said again.

"In fact, winning is easy, as long as you find a way, it will be easy and enjoyable."

Ok?
This is clearly implied.

Although Xiaoya didn't care about the money, she felt a little jealous.

Squinting his eyes, he asked curiously, "Oh? You mean you can win?"

Ye Fan nodded without humility: "That's right, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and my understanding of martial artists has penetrated into my bone marrow. You can tell who is strong and who is weak at a glance."

"It can blow!"

Xiaoya obviously didn't trust Ye Fan's words.

But that doesn't affect anything.

As long as you can talk, everything is easy to talk about.

"Beauty, today I'm going to give my brother a sample and let him witness the moment when I make money from nothing."

"Well, I'll help you win money, and you give me 20.00% points, how about it?"

Xiaoya scoffed at this.

Zhishang Boxing Gym has been in operation for many years.

Among them, fish and dragons are mixed, and it is not like Ye Fan who is a master pretender and wins money for customers.

But most are liars.

If you want to do business without any profit, you will be a white wolf with empty hands.

Good luck, all the best.

If you're unlucky, you lose money from the client.

They have nothing to lose.

If you have a good temper, you can forget about the money loss.

If you encounter someone with a bad temper, you will be beaten at most.

Let him share any good deeds, there are no such cheap things in this world.

"Your proposal is not good? We are not a tool for you to make money." Xiaoya refused righteously.

Ye Fan was not angry either.

Instead, he silently looked at the two people who had just come on stage, looked up at the odds, and then at the command room far behind the big screen.

"The red side will win this time, do you believe it?"

"how do you know?"

"By sight."

The middle-aged man nodded silently.

"It's similar to my thoughts. Originally, I also wanted to suppress the red side."

"Come on, try it once, if you win, I will follow you in the next match."

"Okay, this time it's a gift for you."

There is nothing wrong with Ye Fan saying that.

After all, if he didn't cross in, the two of them would probably leave.

It's useless to guess who wins correctly, because they don't know how to press at all.

"Okay, I bet 20 red to win."

The chips were thrown out boldly.

The hostess lady on the side collected the records and passed the data to the command room.

Ren Qi was worried: "Boss, is this okay? I feel a little unsafe?"

"Why not safe?"

"After all, things like eyesight are illusory things, and there is no way to quantify them. If you win once, you win twice, but you won't win all the time, right?"

"If you want to earn 60, at least Xiaoya and his daughter have to win 300 million. How is that possible?"

Ye Fan glanced at his mouth: "It's not good for you to think this way. Haven't you heard the saying in the rivers and lakes? Believe in Brother Fan, you will live forever. You obviously don't trust me."

"Boss, you misunderstood, I didn't think that way."

"It's okay, today I will let you completely convince me, don't make a sound, just wait and see."

at this time.

The cage is open.

The two fighters slowly came to the stage.

Lan Fang is a muscular man, weighing 240 catties, tall and mighty, full of strength at first glance.

On the other hand, Hongfang is a thin man in a Chinese tunic suit, with a normal weight of about 100 kilograms.

At first glance.

There is such a huge difference in body shape between the two.

The red side may be knocked out with a single punch.

But Ye Fan has great confidence in him.

Not because of anything else, but because this kid has a spirit, obviously he has stepped into the realm of a warrior.

There is a huge difference between ordinary people and warriors.

The blue side is definitely not the opponent.

Xiaoya was very worried.

"Dad, you see the red side looks like a skinny monkey, can he win? I think we should press the blue side a bit more to win."

The middle-aged man smiled wryly and said, "Xiaoya, when did you become so concerned about money? Isn't it just 20 yuan? If you lose, you lose. It's just for fun."

"Wouldn't it be nice for me to buy a bag with this money? It's better than losing."

"Ha ha!"

The two voices just fell.

The two people on the stage moved their hands.

Lan Fang urged his huge body, and burst out a roar like a beast, suddenly attacking.

"die!"

It was a sound like death.

Instantly ignited the audience.

Countless people became crazy about it, and their scarlet eyes longed for the baptism of blood.

The red side is as stable as Mount Tai, like a sharp knife out of its sheath, hiding its edge.

He concentrated his strength on the tip of his fist, and the air was squeezed and crackled.

"boom!"

The two didn't use any fancy tricks, and directly confronted each other head-on.

The collision of bone and bone makes a metallic sound.

"what!"

Lan Fang was in pain and took a few steps back.

Tossed a few times.

"Hmph, it's a little difficult."

"Take another trick from me."

……

Xiaoya sneered and said, "Bai has grown so big, it's not useful to look at."

"Hehe, sometimes whether you are strong or not depends on your appearance." Ye Fan said lightly.

"Hmph, you don't need to lecture me, it's not over yet."

"Okay, let's continue watching."

The two hit each other again.

Fist to flesh, punch to see blood.

In less than 2 minutes, the faces of the two were covered with blood, which was horrible.

Seeing that he couldn't win for a long time, Lan Fang became a little manic.

"You forced me to do this, I'm going to kill you!"

Fighting in a boxing gym has already signed a life and death document, and even put life and death aside.

Red Fang didn't care at all.

He said coldly, "You should be the one who died."

The fists of the two faced each other again.

Both should have retreated.

But Red Fang stepped forward and grabbed Blue Fang's arm.

With a kick, the sound of bone cracking spread throughout the hall.

"pain……"

The weird breaking angle made everyone's mouth full of fangs.

Lan Fang fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

But there was no emotion on Hong Fang's face, and he stomped on his face as soon as he raised his foot.

One, two, three...

His face was shattered.

Blood dripping.

"gross."

Xiaoya turned her head away.

She also watched a lot of duels before.

But never as brutal as this one.

The two seem to have a deep hatred, and they want each other's life if they make a move.

In fact, this is a marketing strategy of boxing gyms.

Kill people every now and then, so that they can always attract everyone.

Without the smell of blood and excitement, who would watch boxing?
The fight ended.

The victory of the red team was announced on the big screen.

And the middle-aged man also got the chips that belonged to him.

"Young man, I decided to trust you!"

"You are very wise!"

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

Xiaoya felt a little upset: "What a stinky fart! If you lose in a while, I will beat your chest with my fist!"

(End of this chapter)