"Don't tell my son when you go back!"

The man looked at her with a smile in his eyes. Wen Yan nodded lightly and said "ok".

Sure enough, everyone has strange hobbies, especially adult men.

Time flies by in the blink of an eye, and a day has passed. It is now five o'clock in the afternoon, and there are still three hours before the boxing match.

Wen Yan stood by the window, opened it a crack, and looked out at the street. Ling stood next to her, fiddling with her gloves.

Wu Tong was organizing the people from the Guanghui Organization. They were standing on the street in front of the hotel, blocking the entire road. Fortunately, there were few people there, otherwise it would have caused a traffic accident.

Yang Li went out in the morning and has not returned yet, so Wu Tong should be the host. After all, among this group of people, he is the only one who is trusted by Yang Li the most.

Of course the rest of the people were dissatisfied with him and complained, but so what? With Yang Li backing him, they couldn't do anything.

Wen Yan always thought that there should not be many people in this little gang, but he did not expect that there were a lot of people standing outside, and most of them should have stayed in the room.

The crowd began to surge towards the boxing ring. As the team marched, many people were arguing and swearing, and some vandalized public servers on both sides of the street and pushed them to the ground.

Seeing this, Wen Yan looked away. She didn't know what Yang Li asked them to do, and she didn't know what would happen tonight.

No one can tell whether this group of people are alive or dead. There may be people among them who still have consciences, but Wen Yan doesn't care, except for the dead members of the Wen family who are mixed in.

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, everything depends on cause and effect.

She was about to close the window, but in a blink of an eye, she seemed to see someone in the room opposite the window watching her, but when she raised her eyes, they disappeared.

Without any hesitation, he quickly used his mental energy to climb into the opposite window and clearly saw the situation inside the house.

It was a mess, with paper scraps and garbage all over the ground, a thick layer of dust on the ground, and no new human footprints.

All this proved that there could not have been anyone in this room just now, but Wen Yan was convinced of her intuition, so she frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Wen Yan shook his head at Ling, "a bird flew over."

Although Ling was confused, he didn't say anything. Wen Yan said it was a bird flying, and that was a bird flying.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room, and a steady male voice came in. It was Yang Li's voice, "Two children, we are about to set off."

…

There's still an hour left before the game.

Wen Yan and Ling, led by Yang Li, went to the famous underground boxing club in the central area. When A-1 was prosperous in the past, this was where many boxing enthusiasts gathered.

Although it has been so many years, it still attracts many people, but the nature of the club has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The rules are no longer followed by people. If they want to get what they want here, they have to fight to the death with their opponents.

Either you have to click to stop, or you have to kill the opponent to stop. Of course, if you are soft-hearted, you can choose to let the opponent go and give him a way to survive if you win; however, being soft-hearted will always pay a corresponding price.

That's right, this underground boxing club is no longer what it used to be, but has become a place for black boxing.

Human morality can no longer exist here. Only those who advocate monetary interests and are brutal and bloody can stand out.

Wen Yan and Ling walked in carelessly, without any decoration on their faces.

Because Wen Yan knew that she was being watched by many people, there was no need to wear a micro-variator. After all, they were all looking at her, and there was no use in pretending.

Professional courses are getting more and more difficult...
Chapter completed!