After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Shen Yanhe was surprised for a moment when she saw Fang Zhi, and her red lips curled up when she heard this: "If you have money, you don't have to work hard."

Fang Zhi laughed: "It's been five or six years, why are you still interested in money?"

"Let's go, Lena is having trouble, I'll take you to the boxing ring."

"Money is a good thing." Shen Yanhe chuckled, with bandages wrapped around her hands, she walked towards the boxing ring side by side with Fang Zhi.

"As long as you have money, you can solve 90.00% of the difficulties in this world."

"That's true." Fang Zhi looked at her sideways: "You haven't fought for many days, are you sure about this boxing match?"

"Of course." Shen Yanhe bit the bandage, dexterously tied a bow on his hand, and mumbled extremely cruel words: "If that kid appears in front of me now, I can beat him to death."

Fang Zhi was stunned by her words. Thinking of the call he made to the boss just now, his spine felt a chill instantly.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and pushed his glasses, praying in his heart.

I hope the boss will not betray him by then.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to survive one move in S's hands.

-

at that time.

In a room on the fourth floor.

Lina scratched her hair irritably, and paced back and forth: "Why is Fang's door lock broken at this time! I still want to watch my baby boxing!"

Lena clenched her hands into fists and screamed, "Ahhhh! It will take two hours for the lockpicker to come! I'm going to miss this boxing match again!"

"Fang! I'm not done with you!"

-

When Shen Yanhe and Fang Zhi were about to enter the arena, several people came out from the corridor on the left.

The leading man was tall and burly, wearing a black boxing jersey and red boxing pants on his lower body, with blue veins throbbing on his exposed hands.

He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and he is obviously a brave man.

He has a very decent Chinese character face, with a firm face, when his eyes fell on the woman who was as small and exquisite as a chicken, his thick eyebrows frowned fiercely.

Followed by the man were a few rather wretched-looking young men who seemed to be in a low-key manner.

One of the young men looked up and down Shen Yanhe presumptuously, and stopped for a moment on her plump breasts with extremely sticky eyes.

Then he wowed exaggeratedly: "Isn't it? Is your mx underground boxing arena empty? You actually want a woman to fight."

"Don't you mx have a pillar? What is the name of that, what is it, why don't you let him come and fight my brother Yong in person?"

The young man joked: "Could it be that S heard about our Brother Yong's name and was so scared that he ran away overnight?"

The companions next to the young man laughed, and one of them gestured for the heights of Shen Yanhe and A Yong.

There was a contemptuous smile while speaking: "This woman is delicate and weak. When she goes on stage to fight with Ah Yong, she will cry for a long time after being punched by him, right?"

"Hahahaha! My family is small, so that place is not small!" The young man smiled and made an arc in front of his chest, and looked at the man named Ayong ambiguously: "Ayong, you are so lucky , Maybe someone will attack you with your chest!"

The young people are all gangsters, and their boss fell in love with watching boxing during this time, so they trained a boxer.

Take the boxers and beat all the boxers raised in the famous boxing ring recently.

It can be said that he has won many battles and has almost no defeats.

They floated away. After the boxer in the previous boxing ring was pressed to the ground and rubbed against the ground, I heard from him that there was a very powerful pillar in the mx boxing ring.

named s.

Let them go to S to fight if they have the guts.

They have kind, so they come.

It's a pity that they came at the wrong time, and S was not in the boxing ring, so they beat all the fighters once.

It's not that those boxers are not strong, it's just that young people like Ah Yong are messing around in the road, they don't have a moral bottom line, and they use dirty tricks when they punch.

Many boxers were unprepared and hit a lot of tricks.

Ayong ignored the teasing from his companions, and did not stop him. He looked at Fang Zhi with deep eyes, and directly ignored Shen Yanhe: "I don't hit women."

He shook his sandbag-sized fist: "Call out the boxing champion S from the mx boxing ring, and tell him that if he is a man, he should not hide behind a woman."

Fang Zhi looked at the laughing young men in front of him, raised his hand and pushed the frame of his glasses, with a bit of pity in his eyes.

The last one who said so is still lying in the hospital and hasn't come out yet.

These boys, how dare they speak obscenely to her in front of her?

What courage.

Shen Yanhe looked at them indifferently. These sandbags who were about to be beaten by her had a bit of coldness in their usually sweet and soft voices.

"I am S."

The young man who was laughing suddenly looked like a duck being strangled by someone, his smile stopped abruptly, and he looked at Shen Yanhe in shock.

A Yong looked shocked and lost his voice: "Are you s?"

"s is a woman?"

"Is it fake? How can there be a woman who can hit like that?"

"That's right! It must be fake. I also heard that last time s beat a boxer who was a WCC boxing champion into the hospital! If this is a woman, how can she beat the boxing champion?"

"How can a woman be so strong?"

The young people exploded the pot and said one after another.

Ah Yong thinks so too.

After all, there is a difference in strength between men and women.

The strength of female boxers and male boxers is not at the same level at all.

Ayong frowned, showing a bit of disdain on his face: "If S doesn't dare to come out and fight with me, then just tell me, there's no need to find a woman to pretend to be a coward like him."

Fang Zhi smiled gently and refinedly: "No, she is the real s, not a fake."

"Stop talking nonsense with him." Shen Yanhe moved her five fingers, heard the sound of the gong beating outside, and glanced lightly at Ayong: "Is it right, you will know after a fight."

After the words fell, Shen Yanhe didn't stay any longer, walked out of the corridor and walked towards the boxing ring.

Ayong and several young people watched her step into the boxing ring helplessly. The young man who had just opened his yellow accent pushed Ayong: "Hit it, Ayong, come on, teach that chick a lesson."

Ah Yong frowned, but didn't say anything. He took off his boxing cloak, moved his hands and walked towards the boxing ring.

On the boxing ring, while waiting for the referee to arrive, Ah Yong looked at Shen Yanhe with serious eyes, and said again: "I never hit women, it's still too late for you to admit defeat."

Shen Yanhe looked at him coldly: "I will return this sentence to you."

"What your brother said just now made me very unhappy." Her exposed red lips slightly evoked a wicked smile: "You'd better admit defeat now."

"Don't have a chance to admit defeat at that time."

It was the first time for Ah Yong to be provoked so brightly by a woman, his face instantly sank.

Just at this time, the referee who went to drink water came back, gestured for the two to get ready, and put the whistle in his mouth.

The next moment, the whistle sounded.

The woman standing opposite A Yong moved instantly, as fast as an afterimage, and hit his face with her fist!

Ah Yong's pupils shrank suddenly.

So fast!

He was so fast that he couldn't dodge, he only had time to cross his hands in front of him, blocking Shen Yanhe's fist that hit him in the face!

"Bang" sound.

The fist collided with the arm in front of him.

Accompanied by a slight click, there was a piercing pain in his arm, and the tyrannical force made Ayong step back a few steps in an instant.

He stabilized his steps, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Shen Yanhe as if he had seen a ghost.

Shen Yanhe smiled at him, her exposed red lips were beautiful, but concealed a strong coldness and hostility: "I said, I am very unhappy."

"You have no chance to admit defeat."