Become a villain and swing your sword at the scumbag!

Lu Cheng was not the only one who was surprised.

Jiang Qiao has been in the boxing ring for many years, and no one can beat him in the fighting ring of the Shi family's bodyguards. Now when he meets this guy who looks like he has no flesh on his body, he has begun to feel slightly at a disadvantage.

He was breathing heavily with excitement, secretly thinking that today's five hundred thousand was not a waste of money.

Just when he was about to take a few more moves and admit defeat if it didn't work, the bald man in the audience raised his cell phone to Jiang Qiao and shouted: "Master! Your phone number!"

When Jiang Qiao heard this, he immediately withdrew his left leg that was about to strike Lu Chengting, made a pause gesture, pulled out the rope, and said to Lu Chengting: "I admit defeat, just wait for me."

After that, he jumped off the stage, took the phone, pressed the answer button, and walked to a quiet place.

Lu Chengting leaned on the rope and looked at Jiang Qiao's back, thoughtfully.

"It's a while, brother, come and have a drink of water."

The man who said before that Lu Cheng was here for a fight took the initiative to hand over a bottle of water and said politely.

In this industry, strength is paramount. Whoever has a strong fist is the big brother.

People are divided into groups. Most of the boxers raised by the Jiang Family Boxing Stadium are straightforward and cheerful. They are not willing to make twists and turns and are not offensive to others.

Lu Chengting took the unopened bottle of mineral water, stepped off the stage, and said politely: "Thank you."

After a while, Jiang Qiao hung up the phone, came over, pulled Lu Chengting to sit on the sofa not far away, looked at him for a long time, and asked, "Are you an adult?"

Although Lu Chengting was not short, he had a tender face and looked younger than Jiang Qiao.

He nodded: "Twenty."

Jiang Qiao asked again: "Have you ever done it in other boxing arenas before?"

Lu Chengting shook his head.

Seeing that he was not going to elaborate, Jiang Qiao didn't ask any more questions. He just asked, "Are you going to leave after doing this today, or are you going to stay here?"

Before Lu Chengting could answer, he added, "Our family is well treated. When we come here, we are brothers. We will take care of your food and accommodation. We only take 30% of the commission, and the rest belongs to you."

Compared to other boxing rings which offer at least a 50-50 split, the Jiang family's treatment is indeed pretty good.

But Lu Chengting shook his head: "I won't come every day."

He didn't like this kind of living environment where he didn't see the light of day and was beaten and killed.

He just wanted to make a quick buck, find a new place to live, and make other plans.

Jiang Qiao understood and knew that it would be difficult for a person with such real ability to stay, so he didn't force it. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Then just make a friend. I will transfer the money to you later."

Lu Cheng agreed and added Jiang Qiao's contact information.

Just waiting for the money to arrive, he left the boxing ring.

He sat on the motorcycle and lit a cigarette. After a while, he saw Jiang Qiao walking out of the boxing ring, opening the door of a black Maybach on the side of the road and getting into the back seat.

The glass of the Maybach was so dark that it was impossible to see what was inside the car from the perspective of others.

But it couldn't block Lu Chengting's sight.

He saw Jiang Qiao sitting in the car and kissing another man in a suit and leather shoes.

Lu Cheng listened and watched for a while, then put on his helmet, rode his motorcycle, and sped away towards the city center.

He stayed one night in the most luxurious hotel on the coast, and the next day he contacted an agent and rented a small finely decorated villa in the city to settle down.

After that, he stayed at home for a full month without going anywhere.

He had just arrived, and he knew nothing except the vague and useless memories of the original person.

He needs time to learn more about what is useful to him.

In addition, it is to build muscle and keep fit, and to regulate internally and externally.

After all, the original foundation was there, and the effect was obvious in just one month. Standing naked in front of the mirror, he no longer looked like a skinny chicken.

The muscle lines are beginning to show, the bones and muscles are evenly balanced, and the complexion is still good. The whole person looks like a completely reborn person, not a bit more handsome than before.

Lu Chengting went to the supermarket alone when it got dark and bought some daily necessities and a small amount of ingredients.

Although the villa he rented was located in the city, the security of Binhai has always been a mystery. When he was walking through an alley, he heard the sound of chasing footsteps.

Lu Chengting didn't have a warm heart, and he hated being nosy.

As those footsteps gradually approached him, he moved to the side, intending to make way for those people without even looking back.

But the person being chased at the head obviously didn't pay any attention to him. He rushed forward, put his arms around Lu Chengting's waist, and said, "Help me."

The voice was clear and gentle, that of a man.

A sweet smell of pastries penetrated Lu Cheng's nose.

Lu Chengting was suddenly hugged by someone, and the unexpected close contact somehow didn't make him feel disgusted, but he was hungry for the sweet fragrance.

He said, "Let it go."

Hearing this, Qin Siyan asked 037: [Are you sure this trick will work on him? 】

037 After following Lu Chengting for several lifetimes, I thought I had learned something.

It analyzed: [Sudden danger will cause adrenaline to surge, and it is a common routine for a hero to save a beauty. The hero will be saddened by the beauty, and both parties will often fall in the end. 】

[Your chances of saving him are slim, so of course you have to let him save you. 】

When Qin Siyan heard this, he licked his tiger fangs with the tip of his tongue, took a deep breath, greedily breathed in the light woody fragrance of Lu Chengting's body, and said in a tone that could not be refuted: "One million, save me."

037 hates iron but does not make steel: [One million is only one million, I let you use the honey trap, but I don’t let you use the money! 】

Qin Siyan was speechless, but now that the words had been spoken, it was too late to regret.

He was racking his brains to figure out how to make amends, but unexpectedly, Lu Cheng agreed immediately after hearing this: "Keep your promise?"

Qin Siyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Keep your word."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of people behind him chased after him.

Lu Chengting turned around, handed the dish to Qin Siyan, then blocked him behind him, looked at the five or six men opposite with knives and sticks in their hands, and asked them: "Is something wrong?"

The leading man opposite looked at Lu Chengting with an unkind expression: "Get out of the way, kid, don't meddle in other people's business."

Lu Chengting stretched out his hand to the man and said with a smile, "One million."

The man sneered, raised the shiny machete in his hand, and without saying much, swung it directly at Lu Chengting: "I don't know what's good or bad."

Lu Chengting pushed Qin Siyan to the corner with his backhand, ducked sideways to avoid the sharp blade, held the man's wrist with one hand, and swiftly removed the knife, slashing the back of the man's neck, knocking him unconscious. passed.

The accident happened in the blink of an eye. The remaining people didn't even see Lu Chengting's movements clearly. They saw their eldest brother being chopped unconscious on the ground. They didn't know whether he was alive or dead. They looked at each other and swarmed towards Lu Chengting.

It's a pity that if you can't carry the small fish and shrimp that you can't understand, you are destined to lose your life.

Five or six people combined could not hold it for three minutes in Lu Chengting's hands. They were lying on the ground in a mess, losing the ability to move.

Lu Chengting clapped his hands, threw the machete on the ground, and turned back to look at Qin Siyan.