Metropolis: I use Chinese martial arts to sweep the world

Xia Mo was really not reconciled.

Since I was a child, I have never been unable to do what I wanted to do, so why is it so difficult to interview a little-known kid?
Taking advantage of no one's attention at home, Xia Mo secretly ran to Chu Fan's warehouse.

Seeing the lights on in the warehouse from a distance, Xia Mo thought to himself, now you can't escape.

When he reached the door, Xia Mo stopped in his tracks.

In the middle of the night, it seemed a little inappropriate for such a beautiful woman like myself to come to find a man!

"Do you want to go in and sit down?" A clear voice came from behind.

"Ah!" Xia Mo was taken aback, and turned around quickly, facing a pair of starry eyes.

Without waiting for Xia Mo to answer, Chu Fan stepped forward and pushed open the warehouse door, and walked in on his own.

Xia Mo's face turned slightly red, and she didn't know whether it was from fright or shame.

Gathering his mind, he murmured to himself: "What am I afraid of, just go in."

Step into it.

"Eh...my name is Xia Mo, this time I'm here..."

Before Xia Mo finished speaking, Chu Fan waved his hand and said, "Thank you for the daytime work!"

Xia Mo gritted her silver teeth bitterly, this guy always had the urge to be beaten before he finished his sentence.

But in order to achieve the purpose of the interview, Xia Mo still suppressed his anger and suppressed Chu Fan's desire to hack to death.

Gritting his teeth and smiling, "Can I interview you, just a few questions?"

Chu Fan bowed his head and pondered for a while. If he wanted to promote the national art, spreading his reputation was indeed very important.

He nodded and replied: "Yes, but don't record it!"

"Why?" Xia Mo asked curiously.

Could it be that he is really an open-minded hermit of martial arts, a peerless powerhouse who lives in seclusion in the downtown area?
"The light is not good at night, and the skin of the person in the photo looks dark!" Chu Fan replied seriously.

"What the hell..." Xia Mo tremblingly picked up Ai Crazy 97, covered her distorted delicate face that was about to get angry, and turned on the recording function.

I really thought you could have some high-level arguments, but fortunately, I thought you were on the fifth floor, so it turns out that you are just a scumbag on the fifth floor!

She suppressed her anger, afraid that she couldn't help but shoot the phone on his face.

"May I ask if you have confidence in the challenge in three days, especially after seeing the boxing champion Chen Nan KO the master of martial arts in 3 seconds?" Xia Mo's professionalism is unquestionable, and he quickly put himself into the mood of work.

"It doesn't take me 3 seconds to hit him." Chu Fan replied casually in a calm tone.

"Oh, are you so confident? I heard that you took the initiative to call to challenge me. May I know which martial art you are practicing?" Xia Mo seemed to have adapted to Chu Fan's way of speaking, and gradually entered his own. Interview rhythm.

"Brick art!" Chu Fan replied when he looked down at the phone.

"Brick art? What kind of national art is this, I've never heard of it!" Xia Mo asked curiously.

Chu Fan stood up, picked up the white exercise uniform that was on the ground, looked at Xia Mo with interest and said, "Kung fu is superb, but I'm afraid of bricks."

After speaking, he went straight to the bedroom.

Xia Mo pondered for a long time, and finally realized that she was being tricked.

Just as he was about to rush forward with his teeth and claws, he was frozen in place by Chu Fan's understatement.

"I'm in good shape, do you want to try it?"

The Red Pavilion can be regarded as a landmark building in Qianyuan District. Its predecessor was the Hero Memorial Hall established in the civil war of Yan Kingdom. After the peace, it gradually declined due to lack of management.

Later, it was bought by a big man with all-hands and eyes, and it was refurbished and transformed into the current membership-only private club.

An hour later, Chu Fan wearing a Shura mask and Xia Mo gnashing his teeth appeared in front of the Red Pavilion.

Hearing that Chu Fan was coming to participate in an underground boxing match, Xia Mo immediately made up his mind to come along.

Now she hated Chu Fan so much that her teeth were itchy. The interview she had carefully prepared was messed up by this kid. If she couldn't see him make a fool of herself on the spot, she would be really sorry for her hard work this night.

Seeing two waiters standing in front of the door, Chu Fan walked over with a smile.

"I'm looking for Master Ma!"

One of the waiters sized Chu Fan up, walked up with a detector, scanned Chu Fan's body up and down, and then scanned Xia Mo again.

He turned to the other waiter and nodded.

Another waiter just opened the door, turned back and said to Chu Fan: "It's routine, I'm sorry, please follow me!"

Chu Fan didn't care, and followed the waiter into the red hall.

Go around a luxuriously decorated corridor and take the elevator down to the third basement floor.

After the elevator door opened, an empty hall came into view. There was a boxing ring in the center of the hall, which was covered by an octagonal iron net.

There were eight boxes around the boxing ring, and the waiter led Chu Fan straight to the box on the east side.

He knocked on the door and said softly, "Master Ma, someone is looking for you!"

An old voice came from inside: "Come in!"

The waiter nodded at Chu Fan, indicating that they could go in directly, then turned and left.

Chu Fan waved his hand at Xia Mo, signaling her to wait outside, then pushed the door open and walked in.

Walking into the box, there were only two people in it.

An old man wearing a birthday mask was sitting on the sofa, and beside him stood a big man with a scarred face without a mask.

"Are you [the moon is the sun's mistress]?" Chu Fan asked the old man curiously.

The old man chuckled and said, "Do you think I look like you?"

Chu Fan curled his lips, "Let's talk about the rules."

The old man glanced at Chu Fan unexpectedly, he didn't expect him to guess his identity so quickly.

"The gamblers can't meet each other to prevent retaliation on the ground. Your opponent put [-] dragon coins on Lei Bao, the champion of the previous game. Who are you going to bet on?"

"I press myself!"

"Are you going on stage?"

"Yes, I want to hit ten!"

The old man was completely speechless.

Where did this come from, Lengtouqing? If you beat ten more, you are playing a whack-a-mole!
But there is no reason not to accept money from someone.

The old man said with a smile: "A game of 100 yuan, a total of 20 million yuan, we will draw a [-]% bonus for the winner. Except for the first game, we will send people to bet against you for the other nine games."

Chu Fan spread his hands: "I have no money!"

Hearing this, the old man's smiling eyes turned cold instantly, and the scarred face behind him also let go of the arms he was holding.

"You are here to play?"

"No, no, no, I'm a civilized person, I use this to pay, do you think it's okay?" Then he put the Tomahawk X on the table.

The old man looked down, shook his head and said: "Although this thing is not common, it is not worth 100 million dragon coins."

Chu Fan thought for a while, turned around and walked out of the door, and pulled Xia Mo who was waiting outside with his mouth covered, and grinned.

"How about adding her?"

The old man took a look at Xia Mo, and an intriguing light flashed in his eyes.

"Little brother, you have good means, you can get the number one anchor in Donghai City!"

"Could you please give me a good word?"

"can!"

"Then I'm going to prepare!"

After speaking, he quickly pulled out Xia Mo, who was already so angry that his teeth and claws were waving.

As soon as he went out, Chu Fan let go of his hand in pain.

"You are a dog, why bite people!"

Xia Mo raised his leg and kicked Chu Fan, "You are such a dog, you actually took me as a mortgage, who are you, how dare you treat me like this!"

Chu Fan knew that he was in the wrong, and hurriedly used the Dafa of chatting with affection that he had learned on the set in his previous life.

Looking at Xia Mo affectionately, he said, "Mo, if you dare to gamble, how can I be willing to let you lose!"

Xia Mo waved her hands and cursed: "Go bet on your sister, I won't accompany you!"

Chu Fan chased after him cheaply, and whispered a word in Xia Mo's ear.

Xia Mo's eyes lit up instantly, he stopped and said, "Really?"