Chapter 33 Chapter Thirty-Three

I opened my eyes, and what caught my eyes was the anxious eyes of my sister Xinxin, and a bunch of stars flying around my head. "Okay?" Sister Xinxin pinched my nose, showing a completely different mischievous smile from just now. "Ah?" I still don't quite understand the situation, I just feel a pain in my head, a pain in my stomach, and pain all over my body. I wanted to sit up, but was pressed down on the bed by sister Xinxin. "Damn, you fucking lost." Bruce sat aside, flipping through nude magazines, with a nonchalant tone. I didn't have the energy to ask, so I had to try to remember...

"Wait! I lost?" My whole body bounced up. "It's not worth losing!" Jianhan's voice, I looked to the side, he and Ke Luo were wringing wet towels by the bucket, Jianhan stood up with a smile, and replaced the towel on my forehead with a new one.This seems to be the player's lounge in a boxing gym. I was very confused and said: "But I obviously knocked down that sex king's pendulum man?" Bruce yawned, picked up the TV remote control, and pressed the switch, and the TV in front of the bed immediately showed the five seconds before the end of the game.Obviously Bruce and the others have watched this scene several times.

In the picture, I raised my hands and waved them happily. Wang Kaiya, who I thought had been knocked down, didn't fall down completely. He just knelt on one knee beside me, and then slowly stood up. Then, the game ended in a whirlwind just as I was getting carried away. "Where are your eyes looking? You've been out of your mind the whole game, ha." Instead of scolding me, Bruce laughed. Sister Xinxin blushed, and then she returned to her original appearance and said: "You are really exaggerating. You fight hard, why don't you always dodge? Is it fun to be beaten for nothing?"

I smirked, and just asked: "Don't dodge or dodge, isn't it very masculine?" Looking around, Yuxuan was not there. Jianhan saw through my thoughts and said, "Yuxuan went back to work, but he skipped work to watch your game." "Lightning... um... what about others?" I thought of the old man Lightning who came to cheer after I hadn't seen him for a long time.But Bruce didn't know that the Flash Stranger knew us. "He watched your match, signed for Yuxuan and left." Ke Luo said with a smile, "He said you fought well, much more presentable than when you practiced in the abandoned factory."

Bruce didn't know the reason, and asked, "Damn, who is that old man? Still signing?" I didn't answer, I just immersed myself in the joy of fighting in the maiden match just now. Although I lost, it doesn't matter, I have already shown the brave appearance of a man, this is my purpose. "Still laughing? Like a kid." Sister Xinxin took an ice pack to cool my bruises. "Ah? Brat?" I stuck my tongue, but Jian Han and Ke Luo were giggling by the bucket. "Probably the hairstyle is not good, next time I will help you cut a new victory hairstyle." Sister Xinxin said.

I almost passed out again, it turns out that it is so difficult to pass the certification of a man, and my relationship hurts so much. "By the way, your next match has been arranged. It's a good opportunity to fight the super rookie Miyamoto Leihan in two weeks." Bruce turned off the TV and said with a smile. "How could it be so fast?" Sister Xinxin was a little worried. "Damn, he played this match very entertainingly. Not only did he spit on Wang Kaiya's face, but he also used two exaggerated big moves in a row, plus the kid's lunatic character of not dodging, looking around, ha, although only One round, but the response from the audience was very good, and the association that arranged the match was also very satisfied, so the next match came quickly, and the fighting combination was also great!" Bruce looked very excited, and said: "It's really good for me to be your manager. By the way, even the price has tripled."

I laughed dryly: "I lost the fight, isn't there no way for you to draw?" Bruce laughed and said, "Damn, I am more familiar with professional boxing than you. I asked the association to rank my match behind your match. Hey, if this is the case, my match will follow suit. The price is of course Also high." I nodded and turned to Sister Xinxin: "Sister Xinxin, I earned five thousand yuan. What do you want? I'll buy you a gift." "Give me another ticket next time!" Sister Xinxin smiled and patted my face. I closed my eyes happily, and the pain all over my body eased a lot.

Two weeks of recovery should be enough, and I still have time to visit the Lightning Stranger and Aristotle in the back mountain. At this time, an old coach rushed into the waiting room and shouted: "The remnants of the skeleton gang in the west of the city attacked the municipal prison. They should want to rob the boss of the skeleton gang who was captured before. Sonic Man just arrived! All channels are broadcast live!" Then open On TV, a slew of sweaty fighters rushed into the break room, crowding around me. I sighed, watching the good-vs-evil showdown on the screen that was no different than a Superman movie.

The prison guard lay on the ground. The grid was cut. There were more than a dozen large holes in the wall. The remnants of skeletons rose and fell in black one-piece leather jackets, and fought around the Sonic Man in blue costumes. The sound of bullets, shouts, explosions, the collision of police bulletproof shields, and Sonic Man, Yuxuan, every move is deafening. I looked at the screen, my most admired hero, and then at Sister Xinxin. Sister Xinxin was weeping, clasped her hands together in prayer, sometimes closed her eyes and trembled, and sometimes opened her eyes and prayed. This expression never appeared at any moment in my game just now.

Then Sonic Man was unscathed, standing among a group of prison robbers stumbling around, and the police rushed up, and Sonic Man drifted away. Sister Xinxin breathed a sigh of relief, and the happy smile that I pursued all my life bloomed on her face. "Damn, this is the hero." Bruce murmured, even with his high self-esteem. I clenched my fists tightly. Hold on tight. "I want power." I'm standing at the gate of an abandoned iron factory. "Does the result still require strength?" The Lightning Man smokes a cigarette, and Aristotle rubs his eyes with his forepaws.