At The Beginning, The Global Physical Fitness Drops By A Hundred Times

"Dad, I'm back! I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

As soon as Ye Xingchen arrived at home, he couldn't wait to share the good news of his new job with his father Ye Hao.

It was just that the room was unusually quiet, and no one responded to Ye Xingchen.

"Huh? Where is dad?"

Ye Xingchen walked into the home, glanced around the room, and couldn't help but frown.

I don't know why, but Ye Xingchen always feels like there's something weird everywhere in this home.

The door is not locked, and... why is the door so thin? Does this really deter thieves?

"Dong dong dong"

Ye Xingchen looked at the wardrobe that he had broken into with just a few clicks, then at the rice in the rice vat, which was about a kilogram, and then at the less than 100 ml of drinking water in the kettle, and fell into deep thought. .

"Yo? Isn't this Ye Hao's good son? Are you back?"

Just at this moment, a well-dressed yellow man squeezed in from the door.

"who are you?"

Ye Xingchen looked at Huang Mao warily.

"Hehe..." Huang Mao grinned, "Boy, I am Brother Long's younger brother. Your father lost so much in Brother Long's casino today that I lost all my pants. I owe Brother Long 200,000 in total! Brother Long I've spoken, no matter what today, you have to pay back the money you owe me!"

Ye Xingchen couldn't help but frown, his father went gambling again today.

Two hundred thousand...

This is an astronomical figure for Ye Xingchen now!

"I..." Ye Xingchen sighed helplessly, "Brother, can you give me a few days' grace? I don't have so much money, how about I give you part first? The rest... I will pay it off as soon as possible. As long as you let my dad go, everything will be easy!"

Huang Mao smiled again and shook his head firmly: "That's not okay! Brother Long said, you can pay back the money today if you can. If you can't, you have to pay back even if you rob a bank!"

"Isn't this going too far?"

Ye Xingchen couldn't help but became furious, waving his fist and trying to hit Huang Mao in the face.

Huang Mao didn't care, and even moved his fist towards Ye Xingchen: "Come on, come on! Hit! Boy! Look for it, hit me! Brother Long has spoken, you kid dare to touch me In one moment, I’ll chop off one of your fingers!”

Finally, Ye Xingchen regained his senses, and his raised fist hung weakly in the air.

"Brother, you also know the situation of our family. Where can I get so much money in a short while? Even if I go to rob a bank... no... look at my physique and the tools I have at home. Even if I have this heart, I still don’t have the ability!”

Huang Mao seemed to have expected Ye Xingchen's words. He just smiled and exposed his two front teeth that had been yellowed by cigarette smoke: "Forget it, Brother Long knows that you don't have that much money! Brother Long said, Since you have no money, you have to work for Brother Long to pay off your debt!"

"Debt payment?"

Ye Xingchen was slightly startled, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"That's right!" Huang Mao nodded heavily: "Brother Long has opened an underground boxing ring. As long as you go to fight in a black boxing match, you will be free of one hundred thousand yuan, and you can still have grace for the remaining one hundred thousand yuan. Half a month!"

Black punch.

Although Ye Xingchen has not participated in it, he has a certain understanding of it through countless film and television dramas.

Life and death depend on God!

Even if you are beaten to death by your opponent while playing black boxing, no one will take responsibility. You can only go to Jiuquan to regret that you are not good at boxing.

If he really goes to fight black boxing, it is still unknown whether he can come back alive tonight. If something happens to him, who will take care of his father in the future?

But if we don’t engage in black boxing, how will we repay this 200,000 gambling debt? How could an ordinary citizen like me be able to fight against a legendary underground gang boss like Brother Long? Dad is really in trouble!

Two hundred thousand dollars really stumps a heroic man!

Thinking of this, Ye Xingchen couldn't help but clenched his two fists and fell into endless hesitation.

"How about it? Boy, have you thought about it? I forgot to tell you that the number of sessions in the underground boxing ring every day is also limited by time! If you hesitate for a while... maybe it won't be your turn... and you can't pay back the money. What will Brother Long do to you, father and son? You can even think of it with your feet, right?"

Ye Xingchen couldn't help but grit his teeth, and at this moment he was ready to fight.

"I'll go! But you must keep your word! It's just one game, and the debt will be reduced by 100,000 yuan! The remaining 100,000 yuan will be paid back in half a month!"

Huang Mao didn't say anything but made an OK gesture calmly.

Huang Mao looked confident and confident from beginning to end.

Now Huang Mao is very much a scheming hunter, and Ye Xingchen is naturally the prey in the eyes of Huang Mao, an old hunter. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't escape from Huang Mao's grasp.

Soon, Ye Xingchen locked the door and followed Huang Mao to the underground boxing ring.

But when Ye Xingchen got into Huang Mao's broken van, Ye Xingchen had new doubts.

"Brother, your car..."

"What's wrong with my car?"

Huang Mao concentrated on starting the engine and putting it in gear without even looking at Ye Xingchen.

"Is your car too thin? Is it an Oriental car? Is it so thin and brittle?"

After Ye Xingchen finished speaking, he gently tapped the passenger's door with his fingers on his right hand, which was as thin as a piece of paper.

"Clang"

In Ye Xingchen's horrified eyes, the passenger door fell to the ground.

"I wipe it?"

Huang Mao was dumbfounded.

Huang Mao looked at the car door that had fallen to the ground with a confused look on his face, then looked at Ye Xingchen who also looked confused, and soon a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"MD... Why is this car so worn out? I bought it just over a year ago... I obviously bought a domestic one, not an Oriental one... That's weird... Forget it, don't care, let's get over it first Just use it! I’ll buy another Wuling car some other time!”

Huang Mao didn't care. He just thought it was because his car was worn out and didn't think it was Ye Xingchen's problem at all.

"All right……"

Ye Xingchen didn't think much about it, although he always felt that everything in front of him was weird.

Huang Mao started the van and drove steadily towards the underground boxing ring.

And Ye Xingchen also looked solemnly at the rapidly retreating roadside scenery.

Ye Xingchen's solemn look was not because he was worried about the upcoming boxing match, but because he saw scenes that made him doubt his life.

A girl holding an ice cream as big as a fingernail and licking it crazily...

A man carrying a load of sofas in a robot exoskeleton that only appears in science fiction movies...

Four sanitation workers working together with a pencil-sized saw were cutting up a tree that had fallen on the road...

Two children holding straws in a fencing competition, one of whom appears to have bruises on his arm...

Are you sure this is not a dream?