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Chapter 569 Someone's Face Will Hurt Very Much
After the breakthrough, Ling Xiao's body was completely new.

With a slight movement, there were countless crisp sounds all over his body, like bouncing beans.

"Inner strength!"

He tried to swing two punches, like a dragon going out to sea, the air was shaken and crackled, and he looked at his hands with satisfaction.

"Kungfu moves are smooth and flowing, and they are done in one go. I am at least three times stronger!"

Immediately, a powerful murderous aura burst out from Ling Xiao's eyes.

"Gringo, if you dare to hurt me, I will kill you!"

"You die for me."

"Haha, is it finally finished? My fist is already hungry and thirsty."

The two fought together again.

But Ling Xiao is no longer the same.

From the original disadvantage, he took the initiative in an instant, and had the momentum of crushing.

"It's over! This gringo is pretending to be aggressive, wouldn't it be enough to kill him early? Why lose the game?"

"It's really rubbish! Life and death are involved in the arena, and you still wait for someone to release their big move before shaking it."

"I lost, I lost! I didn't expect to meet such a dog trash, and I will never trust gringos again."

"For those who are not of my race, their hearts must be different!"

……

5 minutes later.

The battle is over.

The red side won again.

Ren Qi let out a cheer.

"I won, I really won! Haha, I made hundreds of thousands."

The middle-aged man also laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that I was really betting right."

"Young man, your 60 goal has been accomplished."

With that said, he took out 100 million and handed it directly to Ye Fan.

"Take the extra as a thank you gift."

Ye Fan didn't refuse, he knew that middle-aged people are not short of money.

Throw it to Ren Qi casually.

"It's all given to you, and you will be reimbursed for the food delivery company's money."

"Thank you boss."

After accepting the chips, Ren Qi was overjoyed.

RBI only spent more than [-].

But getting back ten times the reward is really worth it.

And also joined Ye Fan's camp.

Even became a millionaire.

The rhythm of a winner in life.

Of course, this time the attitude towards Ye Fan has completely changed.

There are only two words to describe his mood: feel ashamed, let yourself down!
He laughed at himself.

Before, I thought that I was about the same ability as Ye Fan.

Comparing it now, the difference is really too far.

He didn't spend a penny, and earned 100 million in one afternoon with his ability.

What about him?

I haven't earned so much in several years.

No wonder people are rich, it's the best arrangement.

Among the few people, the only one who was angry was Xiaoya.

Those small fists were almost bloodshot.

But she had nothing to say.

After all, Ye Fan fought against all opinions and won them money.

It's just that I feel a little unhappy.

"Young man, you are very generous!" The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

Ye Fan waved his hand indifferently.

"Didn't I tell you, I came out today to show my brothers how to make money."

"I don't care about the money."

The Versailles style was developed to the extreme by Ye Fan.

If you don't care about millions, don't you have to have a net worth of hundreds of millions?
"Haha, young man, I still don't know your name?"

"Under Ye Fan."

"Well, my name is Mu Feng, and this is my daughter, Mu Xiaoya."

"Hello!"

Ye Fan nodded.

"By the way, Mr. Mu, do you know how to contact the boxing gym?"

"Oh? Are you trying to buy an off-stage contestant?"

As expected of a smart person, he can see through a little bit.

"Yes, I think he is good, and I want to stay by my side as a follower."

"Hmph, you're not very young, but you have quite a few younger brothers, one on the left and one on the right. I'm afraid that others won't know how much money you have."

Mu Xiaoya mocked.

Ye Fan smiled: "Having a younger brother means being rich? What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

"I just feel that I have a destiny with him and want to restore his freedom."

"Well, since you have an idea, let me help you get in touch."

After a few minutes.

A man in a suit came over.

He is the manager of the boxing gym, and all personnel transfers are under his management.

"Mr. Mu, I don't know what you asked me to do?"

As a major client of the boxing gym, Mu Feng must be treated respectfully.

The manager's posture was very low, and there was a hint of respect in his words.

This made Ye Fan look at him with admiration.

I thought it was just a wealthy businessman, but it seems that it is not that simple.

"My little brother wants to buy a boxer and wants to talk to you."

"Oh? Which one to buy?"

asked the manager, squinting his eyes.

The thing about buying boxers is not unheard of.

The fun of the rich is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It's normal for one person to buy it.

It's just that he was curious, who Ye Fan was going to buy.

"Buy the red square that won just now."

"It's him? This..."

The manager hesitated.

Ling Xiao is the key figure in their latest plan.

In the next match, he was counting on relying on him to be upset and suddenly make a lot of money.

If it is sold, all plans will be disrupted.

But there is no absolute in everything, it still depends on how much Ye Fan pays.

"In terms of price..."

Ye Fan said very proudly: "You can drive as you like."

What the manager is most afraid of is opening a few words casually.

Not having an accurate range made it difficult for him to speak.

If there are too many, it is easy to hurt peace.

Less, I don’t make money.

He tried holding out a finger.

"1000 million!"

"No problem, bring people here."

This promises?
The manager felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that he seemed to be missing.

But he couldn't go back on what he said and the water he poured out.

"Okay, but whether he follows you or not depends entirely on his will."

"Okay, bring someone."

Soon.

Ling Xiao walked over slowly.

He was born with a cold aura, as if sending people thousands of miles away.

He was very curious, who would like him?

After seeing Ye Fan, he was a little disappointed.

It is too young.

There is a high probability that he is a rich second generation, which has no influence on his life at all.

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "Is your name Ling Xiao? Would you like to follow me in the future?"

Ling Xiao didn't hesitate.

"I don't want to."

"Hahaha!"

Mu Xiaoya laughed wildly beside her.

Finally seeing Ye Fan deflated, let alone how happy he was.

I even want to set off two firecrackers to celebrate.

Ye Fan touched his nose and said helplessly, "Are you so happy that he rejected me?"

"That's right, I just like to watch you suffer." Mu Xiaoya stuck out her tongue, looking like a villain.

Mu Feng reprimanded: "Xiaoya, don't be rude."

"Hmph, I don't listen to you, you don't even treat me as your own daughter."

Mu Feng smiled wryly.

"Ye Fan, don't be as knowledgeable as her, you are spoiled by me."

"fine."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Believe it or not, I can get him to agree with me in the next second?"

Mu Xiaoya scoffed, not believing it at all.

"Just brag, have you been drinking? You like bragging so much! Why don't you drink two more bottles and see if Jiangcheng can become yours."

"Okay, let's wait and see! Someone's face may hurt very much in a while!"

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(End of this chapter)