The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

The person in charge is very busy, and he only found time to come here when he heard that someone was going to participate in the competition.

He looked around Yan Tao.

Tsk, so thin and small, there is not much meat at first glance.

It's not enough for a boxing champion.

Ling Zhiwei's attitude was obviously contemptuous, and he asked Yan Tao casually, "How old are you? What's your name?"

"sixteen."

"As long as your body is on the board, you will be half disabled if you don't die." Ling Zhiwei felt that there was no need to waste his time with this kind of little Douding, so he raised his hand and called someone over, and said perfunctorily, "Xiao Song, you are responsible This kid."

"Okay, manager."

Fang Yuansong led Yan Tao and Huang Jingyi down the stairs, and on the way told Yan Tao the rules of boxing here.

Sign the agreement before the game, it depends on your luck whether you live or die.

Live, get money.

If you are dead or disabled, you still have money to take.

But the amount is different.

"Little brother, the standard of our boxing match here is similar to the regular match, and even some professional boxers will come here to fight. You are so weak, why do you want to box?"

Yan Tao walked down the stairs and said casually, "My wife is here, I want to find a different way to courtship. Maybe he is willing to marry me as soon as he is moved."

ha? !

What? !

Fang Yuansong was so startled that his jaw almost dropped to the ground, "Brother, stop joking, others are courting and touching you, you are going to risk your life!"

Are you desperate?

This reason is too weird.

Fang Yuansong didn't believe it at all, he only thought that Yan Tao was joking, he led Yan Tao into a room, and took out the agreement for her, "This is the pre-competition agreement, you can participate in the competition after signing."

"Little brother, you are about the same age as my younger brother. Listen to my advice and go home. GHOST's black match is very difficult. Basically, two or three people die every day. Other boxing arenas are one-on-one. It was a scuffle. Six people went on the field together, and those who fell would basically be useless. Especially tonight, the boxers on the field have seen blood under their feet. If you want to fight, another day will be much better than today."

Melee?

Yan Tao Subai rubbed the paper with his fingertips, smiled, "No need, take the pen."

Fang Yuansong sighed and knew it was so.

"Then you choose a name, whatever you want."

Yan Tao lowered his eyes and thought of an excellent name, "My daughter-in-law is very proud."

Fang Yuansong...he picked out his ears, indicating that he didn't hear clearly, "Can you say it again?"

With a smile on the boy's handsome face, he repeated again, "My daughter-in-law is very arrogant."

Fang Yuansong was almost made to cry by Yan Tao who did not play cards according to common sense. This was his first time leading a boxer. How could he meet such an unreliable one!

People call them Overlord and King Kong. This boy's soft and cute name is the same as those romance novels!

It's still so long!

It looks like boxing!

"……Ok."

Since people like it so much, Fang Yuansong can't say anything more.

After the agreement was signed, Fang Yuansong took Yantao to the rest room. After passing through the long corridor, the end of the road suddenly opened up.

The circular venue is centered on the boxing ring, surrounded by hundreds of seats.

Yan Tao narrowed his eyes, wandering his eyes, and finally fell on the man in the second row of the auditorium.

The man's dark hair is slightly curly, and his facial features are cold and sharp, as sharp as a blade.

Da Ma sat with a golden knife, with his left and right elbows pressed on his knees, his eyes were slightly closed, and his temperament was as wild as a lion.