Chapter 932

I don't know whether Li Qiao's mood is more open after venting, or whether Li Qiao has changed. Recently, the heavy emotion hovering on her face seems to disappear.

Shang Yu breathed slightly, bent over to hold her, and restrained his action.

Because he was sweating, even his shirt was wet.

Li Qiao and the man four eyes opposite, seem to read his intention, smile forward, open arms embrace his waist, "can't stand?"

Her initiative seems to give Shangyu great encouragement.

The man bent his body and hugged her. The thin sweat around his neck rubbed against Li Qiao's cheek. He closed his eyes and raised his lips. "Well, hold me tight."

Li Qiao tightened her arm like a flow of benevolence, gently rubbed her soft palm on his back and asked again, "did you win?"

"Not really. It's a draw."

Shang Yu's eyes were gentle, but he was a little exhausted after a long fight.

The man can't bear to press the weight on Li Qiao's body. After holding her for a short time, he leads her to the rest area in the boxing room.

Fortunately, the chair fixed on the floor was not destroyed by them.

As soon as they sat down, another group of people rushed in outside the boxing room.

Looking around, it's all acquaintances.

Li three and cloud Li walk in front, see the scene in the boxing room, each expression is hard to say.

They were arranged to stay in a hotel that happened to be governor Baird's mansion resort.

At this time, Li San stepped forward and joked, "are you two fighting each other?"

Sitting on the floor, he Chen looks up. He doesn't speak, but his eyes fall on Yin Mo in the crowd.

Li San walked up to he Chen, bent over and held out his hand, and also fairly blocked his sight. "I heard you were fighting in the boxing hall just now, I thought it was a rumor."

He Chen jumped up from the ground with Li San's hand strength. Maybe he hurt himself. He hissed, "come here specially to watch the fun?"

Li San put his hands around his chest and glanced at he Chen's handsome and frivolous cheek. Yu Guang glanced at Shang Yu's direction again. "I want to see which one of you wins or loses."

Shen Qingye thought he was muttering in a low voice: "brother Chen is sitting on the ground. I think he is beaten by yanye."

"It's possible," Xia Siyu said

Only Yin Mo, carefully observing he Chen's unhurt cheek, vaguely swept his open shirt front, honey chest texture is clear, also no scars.

Yin Mo said: "not necessarily, brother Chen was not injured."

Hearing this, Shen Qingye gently punched her on the shoulder, "don't crow mouth, Mr. Yin. I just bet yanye a million dollars outside the door. Yanye must win."

Yun Li, who had been silent for a long time, soon saw the clue.

He leaned against the doorframe and said in a low voice, "his injuries are all in his legs."

Although Shang Yu's chest was obviously bruised, he was full of strength.

On the other hand, he Chen seems to be OK, but his long legs wrapped in trousers are shaking all the time and can't stand steadily.

It's not about winning or losing. Yanye is a little better.

In the end, they are real brothers, each other's faces are not hurt, and they probably hit each other in invisible places with one punch and one foot.

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After a while, Li Qiao and Shang Yu took the lead to leave the martial arts center.

Wei ang followed them faintly, and did not forget to report the war situation to Shang Zonghai.

I don't know what the other party asked. Wei ang sucked his red nose and said in a stuffy voice: "the eldest young master and brother Chen didn't see blood. I... Saw blood."

His nose was bleeding from a sandbag.

Li Qiao lets Luoyu open a suite in the hotel and walks slowly into the elevator with Shangyu.

Shen Qingye and others, who are still in the boxing hall, can't help looking at each other.

Who loses and who wins?

Every one of them made a bet, and they all won.

Li San came forward and patted he Chen on the shoulder, "can you still walk?"

He Chen shrugged his shoulders, calmed his breath, and walked to the door step by step.

In the twinkling of an eye, he and Yin Mo passed by by by mistake. Their steps slowed down. Looking ahead, they asked, "who do you bet to win?"

Yin Mo looked at his profile superior side face, eyes slightly flash, but outspoken, "Yan Ye."

He Chen walked away with trembling legs.

In the air incomparably clear floated a word: fuck!

He is equal to Shaoyan.

And in order to let him completely vent, he Chen did not show mercy.

But whether it's the explosive force of muscles or the speed of boxing, Shaoyan is really faster.

The sandbags in the first boxing room were broken by Shang Yu.

He Chen is a bit depressed. He is unstable and can still draw with him. If he is in the best condition

Outside the boxing hall, ah Yong, a confidant, did not know where he came from. "Brother Chen, is he tied?"

He Chen glanced at him. "It's very eye-catching."

Ah Yong immediately rubbed his hands and was overjoyed. "Then you wait for me for two minutes, and I'll collect the gambling money."

He Chen narrowed his eyes, pinched his waist, relieved his breath, and repeated slowly, "gambling, gold?"

"You don't know, just now everyone gambled on the black shirt... It was yanye who won, and I was the only one to draw." Ah Yong grinned innocently, "I knew that yanye would show mercy."

CNM！

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In the corridor of the river valley, he Chen leaned against the railing and lowered his head to smoke.

His legs are weak. He lazily takes out his cell phone and dials.

"Have you talked to Li Qiao?"

Shang Zonghai was enjoying his tea and said in a warm voice, "I've talked. How are you, I heard you were tied? "

He Chen sipped a big mouthful of smoke, "old man, is your tone schadenfreude or do you think I should lose?"

Shang Zong Hai Lang said with a smile: "I thought you would win. It seems that even if Shaoyan has something on his mind, he won't make too low-level mistakes. "

"All right, all right." He Chen frowned in disgust, "you don't know what virtue your son has? Praise him in front of me. It's favoring one over the other. "

Shang Zonghai took a sip of tea. "I know you're working hard. When the girl and Shaoyan finish talking, you'll come to another hospital."

He Chen was silent for a short time. He looked at the figure coming slowly at the entrance of the corridor. He held up his mobile phone and said carelessly, "I'm busy. I won't go. You should ask Wei ang to send me some medicine as soon as possible, or you will be disabled if you are a son. "

After the end of the call, he Chen put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, lowered his eyelids and continued to smoke.

He Chen turned a deaf ear to the sound of a shallow step from far to near, but his thin lips showed a melodious radian.

Then, the other side passed in front of him without any intention of staying.

He Chen immediately clamped the cigarette in his hand, and his elongated voice was a bit dangerous, "stop!"

It's Yin Mo who stops.

She looked back sideways, glanced at he Chen's posture of not raising his head, and asked in a light tone: "are you still... OK?"

He Chen flicked off the cigarette end in his hand and slowly raised his handsome face, "can't you see it?"

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