"Li Qian! What the hell do you mean! What did you do to me when I was making money for you? Now that I'm injured, you don't even pay me any medical bills! You want me to just lie in the corridor, right?"
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There is a strong man lying on a bed in the corridor on the second floor of the Armed Police Hospital. Although he is lying down now, you can still clearly see that his body is covered with muscle knots as strong as rocks, but at this time he
His face was a little pale, and his right ankle was wrapped in thick gauze and hung up.
The strong man supported the bed with his arms, raised his upper body, and stared at the man in a suit standing next to him, his eyes wide with anger, his eyes blazing, obviously very angry.
Li Qian seemed to be startled by the strong man's momentum, and instinctively shrank back, but he quickly realized that the strong man was very fierce, but it was only in the past tense, and now he was just lying on the hospital bed.
Just a poor thing.
Thinking of this, Li Qian snorted coldly, looked at the strong man with disdain, and said: "It's because you are incompetent. You can't even beat a newcomer, and your ankle was sprained. Didn't you hear what the doctor just said? You're so incompetent."
The outrigger is ruined! It can’t be restored! You will be a lame from now on, a dead lame!"
Wasted!
These two words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the strong man's heart hard, making him breathe quickly and clenching his fists tightly with both hands.
Li Qian raised the corner of his mouth and continued: "Do you think you are still the all-powerful rock demon in the underground boxing world? Look at what you look like now, you are just a pathetic thing!"
After saying that, Li Qian took out a wad of banknotes from his handbag and put it on the strong man. He said in a cold voice: "Yan Mo, don't say that I don't talk about old feelings. This ten thousand yuan is my free sponsorship for you. You don't need to pay it back."
, from now on we will open the road to the sky, each walking half way."
"Ten thousand!?"
Yan Mo glanced at the money still on him and said angrily: "Li Qian, the damn money I helped you earn is more than one million. Now that something happened to me, you only left me ten thousand?"
"Fuck!" Li Qian reached out and picked up the money again, put it in his handbag, and said, "Don't forget it, my money didn't come from the strong wind."
After saying that, Li Qian turned around and left without any hesitation.
"Li Qian! I'll fuck you!" Yan Mo stared at Li Qian's back and shouted, but instead of stopping, Li Qian walked faster, taking three steps and two steps at a time, and soon reached the stairs.
He opened the door and hurried past Lin Fan and Su Yue.
After taking just a few steps, Li Qian gave a startled sound and stepped back. After tilting his head and looking at Su Yue carefully, he walked up to Su Yue, handed out a business card and said with a smile on his face: "This is
Su Yue, Mr. Su, hello, I am the manager of the underground boxing world. My name is Li Qian. This is my business card. You may not have a corresponding manager when you first came to the underground boxing world.