Villain son, you kneel down, Mom begs you to do something

No matter how cheers and thunderous cheers under the ring, it can't affect the people on the ring.

It is a tradition in fighting games to speak harshly before a match.

An Yang was no exception. He was bare-chested, and his small eyes sized up Su Miao unscrupulously, from head to toe, "I've seen your game, and it's really average."

Su Miao curled her lower lip indifferently.

The half mask covered most of her face, only revealing her delicate and beautiful chin.

She said that there is no point in talking harshly before the game.

Su Miao's ignorance made An Yang even more presumptuous. He suddenly approached Su Miao and lowered his voice, "Although your fighting skills are very ordinary, your figure is not ordinary."

"Would you like to consider quitting the Yueting Clubhouse and follow me?"

Su Miao's bright eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her lips twitched, and her tone was sarcastic, "I've also taken a fancy to your father, you go home and tell your mother, let your mother divorce your father, let your father be with me."

"I can accept the defect that your father can give birth to animals."

Su Miao didn't lower her voice, so many people around the ring heard it.

"You? What are you talking about, shameless." An Yang shouted angrily, his face flushed.

Su Miao remained motionless and looked at him expressionlessly.

The air seemed to stagnate.

Even if Su Miao lowered his voice, Xie Zujue at the edge of the ring could still hear him clearly, including the people in the box upstairs.

So when An Yang said those words, Xie Qujue curled up his hand hanging by his side suddenly, his phalanx turned white, and a ruthless expression appeared on his sinister and sinister face.

act recklessly!How dare he covet his sister-in-law, how dare he look at his sister-in-law with such obscene and disgusting eyes.

Inside the box upstairs.

Ji Aofu smiled lightly on his lips, holding the teacup as if unintentionally, fiddled with the lid of the teacup, "She speaks quite humorously."

No one answered.

No one answered, so he took the initiative to talk, "Yilan, do you think she can win?"

"can."

Ji Yilan answered immediately without thinking.

Ji Ao stopped fiddled with the tea cover, looked at her slightly sideways, "So trust her?"

"Because the ancestor said that Miss Su is the person he has been waiting for, and only she can help the Ji family and the ancestor." Ji Yilan replied seriously.

Ji Aofu was silent, he looked at Ji Yilan's face and thought.

The old ancestor did say it, but he really didn't see how strong this Su Miao was, and he even suspected that Su Miao was not the person the Ji family was looking for at all.

"Have you ever had contact with her, have you tried her skills?" Ji Aofu retracted his gaze and continued to fiddle with the tea cover.

Ji Yilan remained as usual, and said coldly, "The ancestor didn't let me test Miss Su."

By implication, no.

She would never do what her ancestors did not ask her to do.

Ji Aofu sneered, "The ancestor asked you to get close to Su Miao and gain her trust, did you do it?"

That's what he hates Ji Yilan the most, every mouthful of an ancestor, as if she is the spokesperson of the ancestor.

"No." Ji Yilan replied, "But the ancestor said, don't rush, you need to proceed step by step."

"If you approach her too eagerly, it will easily make her suspicious."

Ji Aofu snorted coldly, "If you are not capable, you can say that you are not capable. Song Xingyu has not long known her, and he managed to live in her house and became good friends with her."

"How did you get here, you need to proceed step by step."

Ji Yilan: "..."

How could she be the same as Song Xingyu, she approached with a purpose, Song Xingyu just wanted to be friends with Su Miao.

Ji Aofu was still preaching with the face of an elder, and the downstairs competition officially started.

The game bell rings.

Both sides make moves at the same time.

An Yang strode forward, and his fists came out with the trend, like straight punches and as if they could change the way of punches at any time, making people confused about his real purpose.

That is to say, from one punch, Xie Qujue snorted secretly.

It seems that he didn't despise his sister-in-law as much as he said. He said that his sister-in-law was fighting, but in fact he was very afraid.

Su Miao flexed her skills, dodged and punched.

An Yang's boxing techniques have changed a lot, and every attack is ambiguous, making it difficult to judge the moves.

It is not only a temptation, but also his habit of attacking.

Comparing with his flexibility and flamboyance, Su Miao seemed a little more ordinary. Although she didn't lose the upper hand, she didn't have the upper hand either, and she rarely even took the initiative to attack.

Only defend but not attack.

The audience's already tilted scales instantly turned against each other.

Obviously, the two sides are still in the trial stage, but the audience in the audience rang the bell in their hearts to determine the outcome.

It was the first time that the name of the young woman who had been widowed for four years appeared in this arena, and most of the audience had never even heard of this name before.

But An Yang is different, An Yang is an old face, and even won several games in a row.

Huang Daqiang listened to the babbling words in his ear, and turned his head to ask Huang Zhongqiang, "What are these foreign devils talking about? Why do they feel that they are not saying good things?"

"Brother, you forgot, I have the same education as you, and I am also in the third grade of elementary school." Huang Zhongqiang answered honestly.

Huang Daqiang: "..."

It seems oh.

Although Huang Zhongqiang couldn't understand what they were talking about, he could still understand Bizhu. He pointed to the big screen and said, "Look, brother."

"8:2?"

"Who is 8, who is 2?" Huang Daqiang yelled, "Although our eldest sister is great, isn't 8 too exaggerated? Isn't this inappropriate to praise?"

Huang Zhongqiang: "Brother, 2 seems to be our eldest sister."

"What???" Huang Daqiang was excited, "It's too much, actually looking down on our eldest sister."

"No, we have to support Big Sister."

Huang Zhongqiang: "How do you support? Shout out to the big sister to cheer?"

Huang Daqiang: "Put all your wealth on the eldest sister, this is the greatest support."

Huang Zhongqiang: "However, our only 200 yuan has been suppressed."

"No, I still have more." He took out 50 yuan from the sole of his shoe, "Look!"

Huang Zhongqiang took two steps back, covered his nose and said, "Brother, why are you hiding your private money, and can you stop hiding the money in the soles of your shoes, people will refuse to accept it."

Suddenly he changed the subject, "But brother, you have already achieved this step, so I can't be stingy."

He took a wad of dollar bills from his pocket.

Huang Daqiang: "???"

"Why do you have so much money? Where did it come from?"

Huang Zhongqiang didn't speak, but glanced sideways at the big man next to him.

Huang Daqiang instantly understood, "Since we have decided to grow up with Eldest Sister, we can't be as stealthy as before, and we can't do bad things."

"If we are still the same as before, the elder sister will definitely dislike us. What if we are not allowed to be younger brothers? We can't continue to kidnap, right?"

Huang Zhongqiang: "But I heard him scolding our eldest sister just now. He said that our eldest sister is a bitch."

Huang Daqiang didn't believe it, "You said just now that you didn't understand."

Huang Zhongqiang shook his phone, "Translation software."

Huang Daqiang: "..."

you boy!

"Who else scolds our eldest sister?"

Huang Zhongqiang: "A lot."

Huang Daqiang sneered a few times, "Second brother, do it."

Huang Zhongqiang: "Okay, brother."

Five minutes later, Huang Daqiang and his brothers went to place bets with two wads of money.