This damn cat

The little cat behaved kindly and enthusiastically, which made the dragon cub who is not used to meddling in others feel a little ashamed.

So I agreed to cooperate and met the nightclub owner with the cat.

The boss looks to be in his early fifties, without the aura of a traditional gangster, with a thin body and a clean cropped head, like a shrewd insurance salesman.

The boss has the usual speech routine used by the older generation. Whenever he sees Xie Lang and Lu Ziyao, he flatters them exaggeratedly.

He hastily stepped forward to shake hands with Lu Ziyao: "It's really amazing. I thought I was an ordinary kid hiding something from the stage. When I saw you in person, you don't look like a local, but like a child in the imperial city." Here come the nobles."

Lu Ziyao's casual expression suddenly froze, and he looked at the man warily.

The boy's straightforward performance fell into Mr. Kang's eyes.

The shrewd businessman immediately became vigilant, and became more and more suspicious of the child's identity, fearing that he might not be someone he could afford.

Boss Kang asked Lu Ziyao to sit down calmly, and did not dare to neglect the other child. He stepped forward and said, "Is this your friend?"

"I'm his teammate." Xie Lang reported his family background: "We are both members of the national boxing team."

"No wonder!" Mr. Kang looked stunned, but he could tell that the child was lying.

It's not that he hasn't gone to the national team to scout people. With such a big kid, even if he is the first in the team, he can't beat his adopted son.

There is a watershed in physical development, which is an insurmountable gap in technology.

What's more, even though he doesn't box himself, he has been in boxing matches for half his life, but he is actually an expert - what the kid uses on stage is not boxing skills at all, but fighting skills.

If he wanted to be serious, he would definitely not give a penny of the bonus.

But as a Bole who makes a living by this, he will not offend a thousand-mile horse that can't get out in a hundred years.

The nightclubs in various places are just the starting point for him to select available talents, and the world's top boxing arena in Faolinai is his destination.

"Forgive me." Mr. Kang showed a little seriousness on his smiling face: "Seeing that the two of you are interested in participating in a competition in a small place like ours, I am worried that you will be short of money during the game. All food, drink, lodging and transportation will be charged to my account, and I have asked the secretary to go to MA to open a presidential room, if you don't mind, you can stay there tonight?"

Xie Lang remained calm, turned his head and looked at the dragon cub, both of them could see the bewilderment in each other's eyes.

Xie Lang originally thought that the boss would ask them about their details, beg them to stay, and sign a contract with the nightclub. Unexpectedly, this guy didn't even ask their names, and just gave them the money and the room. one out.

"That will cost you money." Xie Lang said politely.

"Where is it?" Mr. Kang waved his hand with a smile: "It was the two little brothers who gave me Kang Can face. By the way, what do you call them?"

"Chen Xingxing." Xie Lang replied without hesitation.

This kind of scapegoating matter, even if you make up a random name, it must be a combination of the Chen family.

"As the name suggests, he is very cute." President Kang smiled and turned to look at Lu Ziyao.

"His name is Wang Fan." Xie Lang casually made up a name for the dragon cub.

"This name is low-key." Mr. Kang sighed: "Wang Feifei is worthy of it!"

"Thank you." Although it could be seen that the boss only wanted to chat with the dragon cub, but the dragon cub was a straight-headed dragon who was easy to pass through, so the cat had to keep interjecting, drawing the boss's attention to himself: "My teammate just hit me. After the match, I’m a little tired, so I want to go to the hotel to take a rest. By the way, we think that the previous boxing champion in your shop is quite talented, can you invite him to come back to the hotel to exchange skills?”

"Okay, of course, you two don't hesitate to teach me, our family Kang Yao can't wait for it." Mr. Kang raised his head and told the waiter: "Go and call Ayao over."

Not long after, Xie Lang saw the boxing champion with a painted face come in, with his head lowered numbly.

Mr. Kang got up and went up to him: "Come and meet the two boxers of the national team, yo? What did you do with your face? Who did you fight with again? Come on, I met two little heroes, they want to discuss with you Boxing skills, please listen carefully to the guidance of the two."

Xie Lang felt that the boss was deliberately acting as a loving father to show him.

The expression on the boxing champion's face was that of himself among Chen Xingguo's relatives.

Xie Lang stood up expressionlessly, walked to the door, and pulled the boxing champion's wrist: "Come on, let's go to the hotel to talk about skills."

Kang Yao's numb eyes suddenly widened, and when he turned his head, he saw a boy with a handsome profile, pulling himself fiercely, wanting to go out.

As if hypnotized, Kang Yao followed the boy so obediently.

"So anxious?" Mr. Kang smiled a little awkwardly, and turned his head to look at the thousand-mile horse——

At this moment, Lu Ziyao had completely lost his usual harmless expression. With his long legs crossed, his arms folded, he leaned on the sofa and looked down, staring coldly at the pair of cat claws pulling the wrists of "other boxing champions".

The boy's sudden majesty sent chills down Mr. Kang's spine.

He looks like a king looking down on the world, definitely not a child of ordinary people, he thought.

But if it is really a noble child who came to Mobei City to play, how could he participate in this kind of gambling boxing match that loses his identity for this little bonus?

Mr. Kang was at a loss. He could be regarded as an old Jianghu, but now he couldn't see through the details of the two underage children. Any combination of guesses would be against common sense.

Xie Lang pulled the boxing champion to the door of the private room, and suddenly felt that something was missing from his shoulder...money!

He hurriedly turned his head to look at the dragon cub who was still sitting on the sofa: "Let's go? Help me get my backpack."

The other waiters present were all sweating, feeling inexplicably that the young man sitting on the sofa was a very dangerous species.

Someone dared to use such a tone to order the boy to carry the bag...

Lu Ziyao spread Erlang's legs in silence, and stood up with a cold face——

"Ah, I'm going to kill, I'm going to kill~~" the attendants shouted in their hearts.

However, the next thing I saw was the boy picking up the backpack indifferently, throwing it on his shoulder, and obediently following him...

Mr. Kang: "..."

Attendants: "..."

Something is wrong.

The two boys and the boxing champion walked out of the underground nightclub following the escort who led the way.

Compared with the loud music in the nightclub, the street late at night is extraordinarily quiet.

"The cart is across the road," said the attendant.

"Is the hotel far from here?" Xie Lang asked, "Tell us the address, and we can walk there by ourselves."

"Boss Kang told me..."

"It's okay, just tell me the address."

The attendant had no choice but to tell the address, and left according to Xie Lang's wishes.

The hotel is less than one kilometer away from the nightclub. When he was about to reach his destination, Xie Lang suddenly said, "You can run away, boxing champion."

All the way silently, Kang Yao turned his head and looked at the boy: "Are you talking to me?"

Xie Lang looked at him expressionlessly: "I know everything."

Kang Yao was at a loss: "Know what?"

"Your adoptive father will cripple your hand." Zhong Ermao speculated based on experience: "Now that their people are gone, you can escape."

Kang Yao looked surprised: "My hand was crippled?? Why? Who did you listen to?"

"Listen to the Hong Kong movie." Lu Ziyao answered for the little cat.

It was rare for the dragon cub to keep a playful evil look on his face, obviously in a bad mood, and mercilessly dismantled the cat: "They are all there, two are in front of the snack shop 300 meters southeast, three Near the street light 250 meters southwest, followed us all the way."

Xie Lang gasped, and hurriedly turned to look, but was stopped by the dragon cub: "Don't look, keep going."

Xie Lang immediately regained his composure, walked forward calmly, and asked the dragon cub in a low voice: "What do they want to do?"

"Who knows?" The dragon cub replied: "Chop the cat's claws, maybe."

Xie Lang swallowed, as if facing a big enemy, and asked the dragon cub suspiciously: "How can you be sure that those people are following us? What if they are passers-by?"

Lu Ziyao looked ahead and replied lightly: "Three of them came out of the nightclub, and two of them got off the car that was going to pick us up. They followed us at every corner, and the speed was the same as ours. Take your experience of watching Hong Kong movies and think about it, how likely are passers-by?"

Xie Lang felt that the evil dragon was trying to play tricks on him again, so he asked, "You never looked back all the way, how can you tell where they came from!"

According to the words on the Internet encyclopedia, pterosaurs are a group of battlefield killers with their own 3D dynamic maps.

Just like snakes can distinguish surrounding things from different temperatures, pterosaurs can feel the state of life activities within a radius of 500 to 1000 meters from themselves.

As for why, it is difficult to explain clearly to different species.

So the dragon cub was silent for a moment, and simply replied: "If you don't believe me, just look back."

Xie Lang felt that the cub's expression didn't look like he was joking, so he had no choice but to believe his evil, and asked the cub with a serious expression, "Can you hit five with one?"

Lu Ziyao replied fiercely: "Why don't you ask your boxing champion friend?"

"Have you eaten any explosives?" The cat felt that something was wrong with the dragon cub.

It's not the obedient young dragon who was personable and big-hearted in the past!

"Don't worry." Kang Yao was amused by the two children, "It should be Lao Kang who called me to look at me. Sign, and he won't force you."

Xie Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "Lao Kang is your adoptive father?"

Kang Yao looked at him with raised eyebrows: "How do you know?"

Xueba Mao put on an all-knowing low expression: "If your adoptive father doesn't want to hurt you, why did you run away?"

Kang Yao smiled wryly, and paused for a long time. He felt that he had nothing to hide, so he answered honestly: "I don't want to fight anymore. I want to go to the capital to open a car repair shop and play modified cars. Originally, I bet with Lao Kang that winning a hundred games in a row Termination of the contract, originally, it would be a matter of winning another game tonight, I never thought that I would encounter..."

"Meet you strange people." Kang Yao glanced at Lu Ziyao vigilantly: "Hey, little brother, what is your background?"

"The boxer of the national team." Xie Lang answered for the dragon cub without leaking anything.

"All right, all right, your national team is awesome." Kang Yao smiled, thinking that the boy who lied seriously was inexplicably cute.

"If you don't terminate the contract, do you have to keep fighting?" Xie Lang asked.

"There are still eight years left in the contract." Kang Yao smiled wryly: "The contract that he was tricked into signing is there. Who is Lao Kang? If we don't waste our best years, we won't let us go." Let's go, don't be fooled by his sugar-coated shells."

Lu Ziyao felt that it sounded like he did cause the boxing champion to lose his freedom, so he said coolly, "Leave if you don't want to fight, how much is the liquidated damages?"

Kang Yao replied: "More than 100 million."

"I'll just ask casually." His Royal Highness, for the time being, can't pretend to be forced by "Tianliang Wang Po", and there is nothing he can do if it exceeds [-].

Xie Lang felt that the boxing champion was worse than himself. He would be free when he went to college. The boxing champion was tricked by a scumbag adoptive father to sign a contract for so many years. Let's go our separate ways, and you can do what you want."

"Who said we're going to take him!" The dragon cub was vicious and fierce to the kitten!

"Are you going abroad?" Kang Yao looked at the two boys in dirty clothes: "Which country are you going to? You won more than 2 yuan, and there is not much money left to buy two air tickets. You still want to take it with you?" Me? Did I drink the northwest wind when I went abroad?"

"You don't need to ask, we don't fly, we just hitchhike, if you want to escape, just follow us obediently." Xie Lang said.

Kang Yao stared at the boy for a while: "Are you guys in trouble? Where are you going now?"

Xie Lang: "You don't need to ask, if you want to escape, just follow us."

Kang Yao guessed that the boy was indeed in trouble, and his life was so difficult. The boy was not like a good boy from an ordinary family, and he was a little black-bellied, but he was inexplicably willing to help such a social scum like him.

After a moment of silence, Kang Yao smiled: "I don't want to run away, but I want to go out to relax. I haven't decided on a destination. I can just give you a ride. Why don't you just give me a ride? Tell me where you want to go. Gas money will do."