The gambling here is different from table games, where the results can be affected by small means, luck, or cheating. But boxing is about real strength, a life-and-death fight between two boxers.

As early as more than ten years ago, betting on boxing was simply about the life and death of the boxer. However, times have changed now, and human life is not so easy to "buy", so it is a little more humane.

Therefore, the general public, especially those who are interested in bloody violence, prefer boxing gambling as a shortcut to making a fortune, because it is more realistic and there are not so many obstacles to winning or losing.

Of course, it would be a different matter if they knew that there are fake punches in this world and that the acting skills of those who fake punches are better than the others.

"Tuan Tuan, don't you know me?" Guo Qianfan said with a bitter smile, "If I really want to gamble, I should go to the card table."

Fan Tuan's eyes flickered and he didn't answer, but he knew what he said was right.

He is a genius, which can be seen from playing mahjong in the compound when he was a child. When he first started playing mahjong, he knew how to count cards as soon as he understood the rules of the game. Even the grandparents in the compound who had dozens of playing cards could not beat him.

If such a person wants to gamble, the card table is his main battlefield. How can he transfer the power to control the outcome to two boxers on the field?

"I know, you can take me there when the time comes." Fan Tuan closed his eyes and felt a little sleepy, "Wake me up in half an hour and I'll go practice boxing."

"Are you still going?" Guo Qianfan stared, looking a little weird because he couldn't control his facial muscles perfectly, "You're injured!"

Fan Tuan didn't open his eyes: "If you don't practice if you're injured now, then it will be a big problem if you get injured in the boxing ring."

After saying that, her breathing slowed down and she calmed down after a while.

Seeing that she was asleep, Guo Qianfan could not persuade her any more, so he could only sit quietly on the side, still gently massaging her injured area.

Not enough...not enough.

Tuantuan just barely needs him for a while, not to the point where she can't live without him.

But it doesn't matter, everything is under his control, and he will let everyone know how good he is.

It's better than Liu Qianqian who is much better.

"Host, it was detected that Guo Qianfan's blackening value fluctuated greatly today, and finally settled at 77. Please keep up the good work, host." The system knew that Fan Tuan was not sleeping, so it took the opportunity to speak.

"Keep up the good work, keep up the good work." She closed her eyes and said to the system in her heart, "I don't even know now, if he kills me, will his blackening value explode or be reset to zero."

"But I don't have time to deal with him anymore. I have more important things to do here. I'm really busy."

The system was silent for a long time, calculated countless results, and finally decided to tell her: "Host, the main tasks and side tasks are not meaningless."

"I can only say this much. If I say more, I will be detected and I will be punished."

Fan Tuan froze for a moment and did not recover for a long time.

The main mission is to transform Guo Qianfan and reduce his blackening value.

The side mission is to find a relative, which is related to Ms. Yin, and can barely be linked to what she is doing now.

Is there a relationship between the two?

She and Guo Qianfan hadn't seen each other for ten years, but now they had so much in common.

She was doing black boxing, and he was bartending in the ring.

She needs to go to the underground boxing ring, and he can be used as an introducer.

Even though she knew that all this could not be a complete coincidence, when the system told her that the main and branch plots were equally important, a suspicion in her heart gradually surfaced.

Guo Qianfan...who are you?

Fan Tuan's breathing continued to be steady, and she was very good at disguising her state, so Guo Qianfan didn't even notice that she was pretending to sleep.

He came closer, put his forehead on Fan Tuan's shoulder, rubbed it again and again, found a comfortable position and leaned against her, smelling the unique fragrance of her body.

"There are too many people around Tuantuan." He murmured softly, "I don't like them."

"It's enough for the group to have me. I can stand up to all of them by myself. Why can't it be just me?"

"Tuantuan will know how powerful I am, and when the time comes, Tuantuan will be with me alone, right?"

“I like Tuantuan the most.”

In the days that followed, Guo Qianfan was so well-behaved that while taking care of all the housework, he also provided for three meals a day for the two of them.

But in return, he resisted going back to school. Every time Fan Tuan wanted him to go back to school, he pursed his lips and turned pale, lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, and asked her softly if she was

I don’t want myself anymore.

"You haven't been to school for a week." Fan Tuan really couldn't do anything to him, "Do you know that if you continue to ask for leave, the school has the right to expel you?"

Guo Qianfan silently picked up a piece of braised eggplant and placed it on Fan Tuan's rice with familiarity. He also used a spoon to scoop out a spoonful of rich vegetable juice and poured it on the rice from top to bottom.

Seeing that he ignored him, Fan Tuan put down his chopsticks: "Guo Qianfan, if I delayed your study, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Guo Qianfan stared at the chopsticks she put down for a long time, then took away the bowl in front of her and used his own chopsticks to help her stir the soup in the rice bowl evenly.

It tastes best when it's hot and mixed well. Tuantuan likes this way of eating it the most.

Fan Tuan really had no choice. Guo Qianfan was like a mute when he didn't talk much. He could piss her off to death, but he couldn't do anything to him.

Because he talks less and is immersed in his own world, this is also one of the characteristics of this disease.

Fan Tuan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest, but he was actually looking at the medicine section of the Points Mall.

"Sorry, host, there is no specific medicine for this disease." The system said with shame, "This disease cannot be improved by taking medicine. It can only be adjusted and controlled through comprehensive treatment, and the effect is relatively small."

Fan Tuan was startled: "Aren't you a high-dimensional system? Doesn't it mean that the technological level of our world is simply not good enough in your eyes?"

The system had no choice but to explain: "In our world, this disease still exists, and there is still no cure."

"Then he..." Fan Tuan said two words and stopped talking.

She wanted to ask, before she and Guo Qianfan got to know each other, Guo Qianfan's behavior was so normal, except that he didn't like to talk to others, there was no other problem.

But why did Guo Qianfan get sick repeatedly after she appeared and why was he so tired of studying?

And when she took him home that day, he kept shouting "I'm cured" in his dream. If there is no way to cure this disease, then what exactly is the cure he said?

How was it “cured”?

"You know me very well." Fan Tuan opened his eyes and looked at the rice that had been mixed in front of him, "But I don't know you at all."

Guo Qianfan's chopsticks trembled as he picked up the vegetables, and he looked up at her: "You know me. You are still the same as before, you know how to touch your head and hug me."

Fan Tuan shook his head and stared at him: "Those are just habits from the past. My understanding of you is still the same as Duan Hui ten years ago."

"But now you are crossing Qianfan."

"I want to understand what I have missed in these ten years. I want to understand what Guo Qianfan is like now."

"Don't you want me to know?"

In just a few words, Guo Qianfan will be devastated.

His eyes were shining, his heart was beating loudly, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

His Tuantuan wants to know him, and wants to know every bit of his life over the past ten years, just like he knows Tuantuan.

Does that mean that his position in Tuantuan's heart has improved? Does it mean that Tuantuan will not abandon him easily?

He moved his chair, moved closer to Fan Tuan, put down his chopsticks, placed his hands neatly on his legs, and sat upright: "You can ask me! I will answer whatever you ask me."

"How have you lived these ten years?" Fan Tuan thought for a while and asked the first question.

Guo Qianfan blinked: "I just started living in the compound with my mother."

"Two years later, Duan was released from prison. He came back to find his mother. In order to avoid him, we left the city."

"But he soon discovered the trace." His eyes dimmed for a moment, and his tone did not change much, but the words he said made people feel heartbroken, "My mother... committed suicide."
Chapter completed!