When Song Ye saw Qin Zhan for the first time, he felt that this person must have excellent professional quality, but he was unreasonable. The second time he saw him, he really verified the danger of the other party, so he also forged a relationship. But the more she avoided seeing him, the other party leaned closer to her. After the two kissed, touched their arms and hugged their waists, Song Ye couldn't see through this man more and more.

Just as he remembered Wang Han's intentions at the water pool that night, so he had no sympathy, the corner of Song Ye's mouth rose uncontrollably after he said that, as if someone had guessed his mind. After that, I felt a lot more relaxed.

However, once she was reborn, she no longer had to deliberately suppress her emotions. The next part of the journey was a lot more harmonious with Qin Zhan.

Through the exclusive channel for VIPs, I soon heard the familiar noise in front of me, the lively scene on the stone wall for ten years, people were still roaring excitedly, holding their tickets high and shouting, while the players in the boxing ring below were dying. Fight hard to the death.

"I came here once a few years ago, and it's not as big as it is today, but when it comes to Black Fist, looking at the entire Z country, it's only the most exciting here." Qu Bai sat on the VIP chair on the stone wall, condescending, Rao You Looking at the battle below with interest, I remembered that Song Ye should be here for the first time, so he explained.

However, after speaking for a long time, no one agreed. He took his eyes back and landed on the face of the girl beside him.

In the background of the noisy and crazy crowd, the girl's calm side face is reflected in the lights, and the delicate and beautiful facial features are like the characters who came out of the oil painting. Even the small fluff on the face is glowing with a white halo, which is obviously silent. The coldness of the language, but in an instant, people lost their reaction.

Perhaps because he paused for too long, Song Ye also turned his head to look over, his deep eyes fell on Qu Bai's face, and in an instant he was brought back to reality.

"Cough, it's okay." Qu Bai quickly sat up straight, coughed twice to cover up, and changed the subject in the other's doubtful gaze, "It doesn't look like you're here for the first time."

"Really?" Song Ye asked indifferently, but did not give a clear answer.

When Qu Bai saw her focus on the boxing ring again, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that his palms were actually sweating slightly, and his heart suddenly had mixed feelings.

Little did he know that Song Ye, who had turned the eyes of a romantic young master, was paying attention to the boxing ring with his whole body and mind. At this time, the person playing on it was Wang Tiechuan.

At this time, he took off his shirt, revealing a sturdy figure. Compared with the taller figure of ordinary teenagers, he was more than ten centimeters shorter than his opponent. Although his figure was very flexible and his shots were clean and neat, he was always because of his strength. The gap between them was hit by a punch from the opponent, and it took a while to recover.

"Go down, trash, if you can't win, get out of here!"

"Yes, stand up and keep fighting!"

...

The guests around him shouted loudly, and most of what the boy got was booing.

Song Ye also saw the odds on the big screen, and there were very few people who bet on the young man to win.

"Are you also interested?" Beside him, Qin Zhan's low voice sounded, Song Ye turned his head and saw that the other party was still drinking coffee leisurely, as if indifferent to everything around him, "The water in the black fist is too deep, you If you want to practice, I will teach you."

Song Ye was stunned as soon as the words came out, and even Qu Bai, who was opposite, almost sprayed coffee, "It's incredible, it seems that Young Master Qin is really optimistic about the kid, and he actually wants to teach him personally. This is really an anecdote." Qin Zhan, he turned and stared at Song Ye again, with an unfathomable smile on his face, "Little devil, you must know that Qin Shao is the youngest colonel in the entire Z country, and the medals on his shoulders are more than those of the old guys. , In terms of kung fu, I haven't seen anyone who can beat him, he has the heart to teach you, this is your blessing."

Song Ye couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, and he couldn't understand how he had attracted Qin Zhan's eye, and he had to teach him personally? It's a joke, let her be a killer to follow the training of regular soldiers, is it to make her change her evil ways and become a Buddha on the spot?

Therefore, even though Qu Bai's words were hype, Song Ye still refused, "I don't like restraint."

Qu Bai choked, he was frustrated after advertising for a long time and no one cared, but Qin Zhan, the protagonist, still focused on tasting his coffee, and he didn't mean to be unhappy at all.

The following game is coming to an end, Wang Tiechuan really lost to the opponent's iron fist, was punched to the stage, and the opponent was going to attack, but was stopped in time. The final result was shown, and everyone present was cheering.

It stands to reason that a boxing will consume a lot of physical strength of the players, so the players usually queue for a match in a few days, but when the screen on the stone wall plays the name of the next player, it is still Wang Tiechuan.

"Hey, this bastard has been up there for three days, and he hasn't won a game. I really don't know what the boss of the boxing ring is doing. It's okay to kill him early."

"You don't understand this. The people under the boss's hands are naturally good. Judging from the young man's age, it is estimated that he has not dared to make a ruthless attack."

"Come on, I'm going to die, and I'm pretending to be a fart."

The guests at the next table are obviously regulars here. The old god was starting to comment, and he happened to be heard by Song Ye next door.

There were still 20 minutes before the end of the game. Song Ye got up and made an excuse to let the water go, and went all the way to the bottom of the ring. He saw Wang Tiechuan lying on the side covered in blood, and several staff members were applying ice to his red and swollen eyes.

When he saw Song Ye in a drowsy state of consciousness, he was so excited that he wanted to get up, but Song Ye put his hand on his shoulder and fell back on the reclining chair.

boss...

He opened his mouth and called her silently. His face had long been bruised and purple, and he had not seen it in just a few days.

On the ring behind him, the next contestant had already entered the stage and was clamoring for provocation at Wang Tiechuan's side, and the field gradually became hot again.

Song Ye pursed his lips, pressed him to keep him from getting up, stared at those red and bruised eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Chuanzi, do you regret it?" Regret suffering here, regret joining the Ye Gang, regret being contaminated Pain in this body?

Wang Tiechuan's body froze, and there was surprise in his widened eyes.

He knew that Song Ye was soft-hearted, and as long as he nodded now, he would be able to leave this cruel arena immediately.

But in the end, he still shook his head, his face was too painful to speak, he chose to give a thumbs up and express his determination to his boss.

I'm OK.

Looking at the silly smiling face in front of him, Song Ye's hand on his shoulder sank, and finally he stood up straight and tied the belt with Wang Tiechuan's name on his body, "This scene, I'll fight for him."

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