Urban wealthy son-in-law

The corner of the host's mouth twitched, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face. He shrugged his shoulders at Zhou Fei, wondering: "Boy, I can't help you. The boxing champion has already come out of the VIP room. I will let him go back now." , you may be beaten to death by him... You can do it yourself! If you are beaten to death, I will collect the body for you."

After finishing speaking, he quickly jumped off the ring, and then shouted: "The competition begins here!"

Amid the ebullient sound of the audience, the black figure that was gradually coming to the stage finally revealed its true face.

The half-naked boxing champion wears a gold-plated belt around his waist, his muscles are clearly defined, and the fitness oil on his body is shiny.

Especially the one with a shiny forehead can't stand the flies.

Zhou Fei found that he was surrounded by everyone, and he had no chance to step down, let alone explain.

Accompanied by the host's passionate commentary, the boxing champion finally finished showing off his muscles. He walked slowly in front of Zhou Fei and grabbed Zhou Fei's collar.

He looked at Zhou Fei with contempt, and then let go of his hands and laughed wildly: "Who dares to challenge me?! Are you staff all shit eaters? Can't you find someone who can beat me?"

After the boxing champion roared, he glanced at Zhou Fei again, and then snorted coldly: "I think you'd better abstain early! Don't make a fool of yourself later!"

Zhou Fei agreed, he said "Oh", and asked unhurriedly: "I also want to abstain, may I go down now?"

The boxing champion was also taken aback suddenly, he didn't expect that he just said casually, and this man was going to abstain directly, he thought for a while and pretended to be embarrassed: "Abstaining is not impossible, but since you have already taken the stage, you have to abide by it." Here are the rules!"

"What rule?" Zhou Fei was not intimidated by the boxing champion, and he was very calm.

The boxing champion snorted coldly, looked around, and shouted: "Our rule is that when you enter the ring, you must win or lose and start the match! I see that you are so weak, I will pay you one hundred! What do you think? ! "

"Oh? One hundred for one?" Zhou Fei glanced at the boxing champion, then took a deep breath and asked, "How do you compare?"

The boxing champion was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing. After the wild laugh, he grabbed Zhou Fei's collar again, and glared at Zhou Fei viciously: "Boy, listen carefully, if you can get out of the ring Stand up and play with me for 3 minutes, and I will count you as the winner! Anyone who dares to bet on you to win will pay [-] yuan!!!”

"3 minutes? Isn't it a bit short?" Zhou Fei sneered. Just now, the boxing champion grabbed his collar twice in a row, which already made him feel unhappy, and he felt that from the strength with which the boxing champion grabbed his collar just now. Judging, although this boxing champion has some skills, it is not enough to knock him down instantly.

After all, he was also a trainer when he was in school. Although he was fighting wildly, Zhou Fei had already summed up his own set of winning secrets in daily training and actual combat.

The boxing champion was stimulated by Zhou Fei's arrogant demeanor, he stared at Zhou Fei and his breath became a little dignified: "Boy, do you know that you are the second person who dares to talk to me like this."

Zhou Fei smiled and said, "Could it be the first one?"

The boxing champion spoke coldly, with murderous intent in his tone: "I have already killed the first one..."

Although the voice was silent, the people around could still hear it clearly. There were also many spectators in the audience, who all started whispering and discussing with each other who would be the champion in the end.

Zhou Fei looked at the crowd under the stands, and lifted the collar of the boxing champion with his hand.He said calmly: "Wait for me for a minute, I'll say hello to my friend."

The boxing champion snorted coldly, and leaned sideways on the anti-fall line of the ring.

Zhou Fei shouted to Song Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, bet me to win, bet 100 million!"

Song Qingfeng was dumbfounded, he was stunned for a long time but he didn't come back to his senses, he thought to himself: "Zhou Fei stayed in the Lin family for three years, wouldn't his mind be broken? This is the champion of boxing! The real underground boxing champion! Want to beat him? Impossible?!"

Zhou Fei looked at Song Qingfeng in a daze, and said sharply, "Didn't you hear me? Bet me to win, bet 100 million."

Although his tone was calm, he was full of air and full of confidence.

Ren Xiaoxue, who was standing aside, shouted: "Shaojun! I support you! I also bet 100 million!"

Song Qingfeng had no expression on his face at this time, and took out his bank card, while Qin Xiner was dumbfounded, and looked at Ren Xiaoxue and Song Qingfeng in disbelief with her glasses wide open.

"No way? You rich people, do you all play like this? Seeing that Manager Zhou will lose, you still want to bet 100 million by yourself? You are all rich boys, right?! You have a lot of spare money, but you give it to me!"

Thinking of this, Qin Xin'er suddenly sighed softly. She remembered that she still owed Zhou Fei 52 yuan. In the end, although she was not optimistic about Zhou Feiying, she still raised her hand and said, "I also pressure Zhou Feiying. Can I press 1 yuan?"

The host was also stunned at this time, his mouth was wider than the mouth of a bowl, his heart was pounding, and even the commentary was no longer passionate, he held up the microphone stupidly and said in disbelief: "A total of 201 Wan, this is the silliest family of losers I have ever seen since I entered this bar, I admire you all!"

After finishing speaking, he opened his mouth again: "Everyone is here to bet!! The 201 million bonus is for nothing!"

Upon hearing this, all the audience became enthusiastic and started placing bets.

"What? You bought 1 boxing champions to win?! Are you stupid? The boxing champion pays 10 for 10, but you are sure to win! Bet [-] and you will earn [-]! Tianjing Bar has the bottom line, what are you afraid of!"

"I went bankrupt and only had 3 yuan! I bet it all! I don't want my children to be caught by wolves. If I eat instant noodles today, I will have abalone tomorrow!"

"..."

"Host, I want to bet [-]! I'll buy the boxing champion to win!!!"

"... I am [-]!"

In less than 10 minutes, the prize pool won by the boxing champion has reached more than 500 million. Although if Zhou Fei wins, the money in the prize pool is not enough to pay Song Qingfeng alone, but even so, no one believes that Zhou Fei will win .

Including Song Qingfeng and Ren Xiaoxue, these two old friends of Zhou Fei, they couldn't believe from the bottom of their hearts that Zhou Fei could win this time.

The reason why Ren Xiaoxue pressed Zhou Fei for 100 million is very simple. On the one hand, he is rich, and on the other hand, he loves Zhou Fei very much, and he is willing to come back for everything for Zhou Fei. As long as Zhou Fei says something, she will die no matter what implement.

This is Ren Xiaoxue, an iceberg beauty in the eyes of outsiders, and the gentle kitten in front of Zhou Fei.

Song Qingfeng suppressed the money purely because he had always been Zhou Fei's subordinate and was working for Zhou Fei. Although he was the president of Rising Sun Group in name, he was actually just Zhou Fei's right-hand man.