Chapter 49 Chapter Forty-Nine

"Boy, do you want to try a different game?" After Bruce finished the game, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he didn’t even take a shower, so he went with me to eat teppanyaki near Sonic Man Park. His face was covered with OK tripping and medicine cloths, and he picked up a large piece of meat and put it in my bowl. inside. "Okay, let's hear it." I chewed carefully. I also played a hard game before Bruce, and I had a molar in my mouth that was crumbling. We are regular customers, and the iron chef specially fried the meat to make it softer, and also specially gave twice as much bean sprouts.

"We've been working together for almost a year and a half, right?" Bruce was particularly anomalous today, not directly getting into the topic. "More than one year and seven months," I said.Over the past year and seven months, my body has been much stronger than when I first stepped into the ring, and the number of times I fell down has become less and less. Although my current record is 11 losses and 0 wins, if I were an ordinary player, I would have been ruled out for life by the audience and the association.But I am different, I always hit the stone with the pebble, so as long as I perform the drama of "you will not fall if you die, but you will get up after falling", the audience will support me wildly.

Bruce also knew this, so the opponents he arranged for me were all first-class players, and each one was stronger than the other, so my image became more and more tragic. "If you fight Wang Kaiya again now, do you think—" I interrupted before Bruce could finish speaking. "I don't want to fight him." I refused. "Why?" Bruce didn't look unhappy, but looked at me with a smile. "I will win." I put down my chopsticks, looked at my rough right palm, and said, "It's not that I'm a fart. Although I keep losing, I'm getting stronger and stronger. If I fight with Wang Kaiya now, I can probably win." Get rid of him in the fifth round. Isn't that boring? The audience doesn't want to watch it."

Bruce laughed and said, "Damn, that's a good point, what if the audience doesn't like to watch the game? It's better to go to the street to fight!" I didn't know the reason, so I said, "Boss, don't you want me to fight Wang Kaiya?" Bruce patted me on the back violently, and I almost spit out what I just ate. Bruce smiled and said, "Who wants you to fight Wang Kaiya? I just want to ask if you are sure to beat him." .” I nodded, so boring. "Where's the mutant fish Miyamoto Reibu?" Bruce helped me pour a glass of Coke. "Fighting him was not only painful, but also very tiring. Do you still remember that I cried when I beat him? However, the strength of his fists is almost crippled compared to that of Van Marjack." I thought for a while and said, "Should we win? At least There is no feeling of losing, and there is at least a 50% chance of catching him in seven rounds, preventing him from getting up."

"Confidence!" Bruce looked happy. "It's okay, it's you yourself, you've been pretty poor lately." I laughed at Bruce a little. "What about Van Marjack?" Bruce continued to ask. "That monster became more and more fierce in the competition later on, but now my abs are twice as thick as before. Hey, it's not so easy to be beaten." On Aristotle's biting stomach, the eight-pack muscles are clearly defined. "So?" Bruce looked at me with interest. "I'm still going to lose, right?" I admitted, and continued: "If it wasn't for my inconspicuous attack power, since it is a certain fact that I won't die, Van Marjack would have a greater chance of losing the game. I will Strengthen my arms."

At this time, the electric door opened, and Bruce and I looked back subconsciously. It turned out that it was Jian Han and Ke Luo who had made an appointment to have dinner together after the game. "Boss, one big T-bone and one prawn!" Jian Han said brightly, and he pulled out a chair and sat next to me, while Ke Luo bounced around to fill the drink. Jianhan was wearing a police uniform. He had just been promoted a few days ago, and he looked very high-spirited. "Did you lose the game just now?" Jian Han laughed and said, "What are you talking about with the bearded uncle? Are you talking about your opponent in the next game?"

"Yeah!" Bruce said with a smirk, "Before yesterday's match, I received a letter of challenge from my apprentice from the association. Guess who it is? It's the current shark-class boxing champion, super golden boy Yujiro Baker!" I was so shocked that I almost couldn't hold the bowl steadily in my hand, and Jianhan also let out a cry of surprise. "I want to hear anything!" Ke Luo happily asked while holding two glasses of drinks. "This bastard is going to challenge for the boxing championship!" Jian Han yelled loudly, his excitement palpable.

"Really!" Ke Luoxi said. "Wait! How could I be qualified to challenge for the boxing champion? My current ranking should be the last in the league!" I was shocked. Bruce applauded and said: "The association made an exception to arrange this match in order to get a lot of votes, ha! It's not unreasonable to strive for a victory, but when you meet the strongest seven-time boxing champion in history, Yujiro, what will happen?" Can you make it to the ninth round? Ha! Just because of the gambler’s commission, the Association has made a lot of money! And your appearance fee is not less than that of the boxing champion, it’s also 1.5 million!”

I listened stupidly, the news came too suddenly, Bruce knew about it yesterday, and he actually delayed telling me until now. "How? Hit or not!" Bruce looked at me with a smile. "If I win the game, can I get the belt?" Jianhan helped me get excited and rushed to ask, holding hands with Ke Luo tightly. "Although it was an exceptional match, everything followed the rules. Whoever wins the fight will be the next boxing champion!" Bruce almost yelled. I was stunned, a fire burning in my heart. "I'm sorry to interrupt." The iron master suddenly said, holding a spatula and said seriously: "You must fight. If you are a man, you must seize this opportunity that you will never have again in your life. I think I was with the general. The World Sushi Competition has reached the ninth round—”

I looked at the cheerful Bruce and asked slowly, "Boss, do you really want me to play? Why?" I expected a more important reason than the huge appearance fee. Bruce slammed his fist hard on the hot iron plate, and the heat made his fist creak loudly. "Damn, this is an incredible opportunity, boy, I want you to bring back everything that fell down!" Bruce's eyes lit up for a moment, and he said, "Let's take a belt home!" I have no more doubts. "Whoever his boxing champion is, I will take the belt off him!" I yelled, so people raised their glasses and roared.