The sound of the call seemed to come from far away.
Gao Xuan's consciousness gradually wakes up, and he finds that his body is particularly heavy and stiff, and his eyelids are a little hard to lift.
It's like a baby for a few months, it's hard to control its body.
This is obviously not his strong gold body, but a mortal body. That's why it's so heavy. His powerful spiritual power was also completely limited. It's not much better than being a bug.
But it's better than being an insect.
Gao Xuan knew that this was the world of the nine turn cicada. He just entered it, so he was not surprised to encounter anything.
Gao Xuan was thinking, and he felt a chill on his face. He couldn't help but excite himself and open his eyes.
Then he saw a fat, fat faced man. This guy is not only fat and old, but also bald. He still has half a bottle of mineral water in his hand.
Obviously, this guy splashed him in the face with water.
When the bald man saw Gao Xuan open his eyes, he grinned and said, "I thought you were dead. I was so scared that I was going to send you to the crematorium. It seems to have saved the cost of cremation. "
This guy's speech is ugly. His tongue is still a little out of control. He spits out a lot of foam in a word. The tone is very strong, just like a urinal that has been retting for several days.
While the man was talking, Gao Xuan also had some memories in his mind: Lao Fei, the manager of Feihu boxing hall, an old bastard and a doggie.
He is also called Gao Xuan in this world, but he is 40 years old and has a wife who died. Fortunately, not so bloody left a seriously ill daughter!
He used to be a boxer and did very well. His wife died, others decadent, has been drinking, the body is also decadent. It's not a ring at all.
Lao Fei and he have been friends for many years. Looking at his pitiful situation, he got him a sparring job in the boxing hall. In fact, it's about being a target and feeding a boxer.
Just now, the boxer suddenly got up and kicked him unconscious.
Gao Xuan sorted out his memory, and then he understood the situation of the characters. It's like he's a real loser now.
Lao Fei was still chattering and saying, "Lao Gao, you're only forty, you're useless. After decades of practice, the muscles and bones are all soaked in alcohol. You should quit the bar as soon as possible... "
Gao reluctantly raised his arm and pushed away big fat face: "I'm going to be smoked to death by you
Seeing Gao Xuan talking, his eyes are not floating. Lao Fei is really relieved.
After decades of friendship, he doesn't want Gao Xuan to be beaten up.
Lao Fei said to the young fighter standing next to him, "Yu Xiaoming, what are you doing. Give you a punch, who let you kick. Can you take responsibility for kicking people to death? "
Yu Xiaoming glanced at Gao Xuan and hummed. He didn't mean to apologize. Instead, he looked disdainful.
Lao Fei can't do anything to Yu Xiaoming because of this small matter. He scolded: "it's reasonable for you to kick someone bad. Apologize quickly."
Under Lao Fei's gaze, Yu Xiaoming said reluctantly: "Lao Gao, I don't know you are so empty. I'm sorry."
With that, Yu Xiaoming turned and left without waiting for Gao Xuan to speak.
Gao Xuan is a little speechless. The boy is quite horizontal. That kick was obviously a deliberate kick on his head. He didn't wear protective equipment on his head and drank too much wine. His body reaction was slow and he was knocked over by a kick.
In other places, this foot is enough to deliberately hurt people.
It's not important to have a grudge with Gao Xuan.
What's important is how to finish the test?
Gao Xuan didn't quite understand. What does this identity, this world, the nine turn cicada mean?
Lao Fei drags Gao Xuan's hand to pull him up. He sees that Gao Xuan's face is still a little confused. He asks with concern: "are you ok? Do you want to go to the hospital to take a film..."
Gao Xuan covered his head and said: "concussion, do you think there is something wrong?"
"I want to steal my money!"
Old fat reaction is very quick, he stepped back and covered his pocket, "don't think about it."
Other people gathered around to watch the excitement, a burst of laughter.
Lao Fei waved his chubby little hand: "when you pay, you'll see. Do what you need to do. There are no idle people in the boxing house. "
The crowd broke up laughing, and Lao Fei dragged Gao Xuan to one side and sat down: "Lao Gao, listen to me, it's OK. Yu Xiaoming is a potential boxer, and the boxing center attaches great importance to him. You know
The boxing house will not see who is reasonable, but will only weigh who is more valuable.
Gao Xuan is a companion, not worth money. It's a fart whether he has an opinion or not. If Gao Xuan dares to make trouble, the boxing house will open him immediately.
"All right. You has the final say. "
Gao Xuan will not toss about for such a small matter. The most urgent thing is to find out the situation and find a way to break the situation.
"Good brother, you've suffered a lot this time."
Lao Fei sighed and patted Gao Xuan on the shoulder. He took out a wad of money from his pocket and put it in Gao Xuan's pocket: "go back and eat something good."He shook his head and left.
In the past, Gao Xuan's nature was like fire, but he couldn't bear it. Of course, Gao Xuan's muscles and bones were strong, and he was known as a fierce tiger. He would never be knocked out.
Gao Xuan is old and the hero is dying. Let Lao Fei sigh.
Sitting on the chair, Gao Xuan gradually relaxed and adapted to the body.
There is no source of power in this world, and his spiritual power is completely limited. There is no extraordinary power. Fortunately, spiritual power can work on itself.
Melee is very popular in the world. Boxers who can fight are very popular. A world-class professional boxer with an annual income of more than nine figures.
In his heyday, he is also first-class in China. Unfortunately, my wife had an accident before I reached the peak. As a result, people are abandoned.
Gao Xuan doesn't quite understand the idea of the original owner of the body. When his wife dies, he doesn't live?
Of course, his wife was stabbed to death in the street, and the original owner always guessed that it was the competitor. It's just that there's no evidence.
The world is backward in science and technology. Ten years ago, there were not many cameras. If this kind of case was not solved at that time, it was unlikely to find the murderer.
Gao Xuan felt that his brother's life was very hard. Of course, he also had some problems with his personality. He was too extreme and went on the wrong road.
The more frustrating, the stronger. Come out of the blow and win the championship. With honor and money, it's much easier to revenge.
What else can be achieved by being so downcast now besides making enemies happy?
Gao Xuan sorted out his own situation, but he didn't find any clue. He covered his head and went into the dressing room. First he took a shower, then he found his clothes and put them on.
This person is also very casual to wear, that is, T-shirt, leather jacket, jeans, thick soled military boots. Standard prodigal look.
Gao Xuan looks at himself in the mirror. His facial features are similar to himself. He can see that he was handsome when he was young. It's just that I'm old, I'm decadent, and I can't hang up my face.
The human face is very delicate. You can see the disharmony of a muscle. With age, the muscles are a little flabby, and the eyebrows and eyes change.
Gao Xuan is not ugly now, but his eyes are turbid, his eyebrows are a little drooping, and he looks dejected.
After decades of physical exercise, it's barely OK, but the stomach has arched up and the muscles have no lines. Fortunately, he is tall, even if he has more fat, he can still hold on, and his figure is not too ugly.
The place where Yu Xiaoming swept his leg was swollen, and his head looked a little deformed. Fortunately, the hair is long enough to block it.
"It's a bit miserable to live this virtue..."
Gao Xuan sighed in his heart that he could not see any hope in this bleak life, and no strange person would degenerate.
At this time, Yu Xiaoming and two young fighters came in. Three people only wear Training Shorts, bare upper body muscle lines, a masculine atmosphere.
When Yu Xiaoming saw Gao Xuan in front of the mirror, he sneered: "Lao Gao, if you can't afford to play, don't practice with him. I want to apologize for being knocked down by him. "
Without Lao Fei, Yu Xiaoming has no scruples. He didn't like Gao Xuan, but he wanted to teach him a lesson. He was forced to apologize, which made him even more unhappy.
In fact, Gao Xuan doesn't want to pay attention to Yu Xiaoming. No matter what the other party thinks, it doesn't matter.
The world itself is illusory, or it is constructed by the nine day cicada. Just like Yu Xiaoming in the game, it's meaningless to compete with him.
For him, the key is to complete the task of customs clearance. Can the other side this appearance, obviously want to pedal nose on the face. The more he ignores, the more things follow.
Gao Xuan walked over and put his face on each other's face. He was a few centimeters taller than Yu Xiaoming and weighed more than 20 kilograms. In terms of size, he seems to have an advantage.
The real horror is Gao Xuan's eyes, deep and indifferent, without a trace of human emotion.
Yu Xiaoming and Gao Xuan have known each other for a long time. He has seen Gao Xuan's arrogance, his decadence, and his drunkenness. But he has never seen such a sharp and sharp Gao Xuan.
At that moment, Yu Xiaoming's heart seemed to be tightly held by the invisible force. His nervous forehead was sweating.
"Little boy, you go your way, I go my single wooden bridge. Don't mess with me
Gao Xuan pushes away Yu Xiaoming and goes away.
Yu Xiaoming was stunned before he burst into a rage. He was afraid of this rubbish, which made him feel very ashamed and angry.
He clenched his fist at Gao Xuan's back and yelled, "waste, I'll kill you tomorrow. Believe it or not..."
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