Chapter 711

After the taxi, Qiao Nianzhi came down from the car with a bag in his arms. As soon as he lifted his head, he saw a few words written on the sign above his head, XX fight club.

She looked at the ring in her arms and thought that she had not found the wrong place, so she called Mu Yixuan.

As soon as the phone rang, without waiting for her to speak, there came a familiar voice: "where is it?"

Qiao Nianzhi was about to speak when he interrupted her. She was stunned and said, "I'm at the door of the club."

"Come in." Two words to the point, then the phone hung up.

Qiao Nianzhi put away his mobile phone, hesitated for a few seconds, turned and walked inside.

There was a service desk at the door. When the hostess saw her coming in, she stopped her.

"Miss, please show me your VIP card."

Qiao Nianzhi didn't know that she needed a VIP card. She was a little confused when she was asked: "I don't have a VIP card. I'm here to deliver things."

The receptionist smiles at her and says, "I'm sorry, miss. You can't enter without a VIP card."

Qiao Nianzhi raised his hand to hold the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his face was embarrassed: "I'm so sorry."

She stepped back with the bag in her arms.

As he was about to turn around, he saw a man in a red boxing suit coming this way.

At first glance, she didn't respond. When the man came closer, she ran up happily and handed out the bag in her hand: "what you want."

Mu Yixuan frowned and took it away, with a little blame in his tone: "how slow."

Qiao Nianzhi said apologetically: "there was a traffic jam on the way here."

Mu Yixuan said nothing else: "let's go."

Qiao Nianzhi thought that he could leave after delivering things. Is there anything else she needs to do?

Mu Yixuan had already gone far. Seeing that Qiao Nianzhi didn't keep up with her, he stopped and turned back to shout to her, "what's the matter with you? You still don't keep up!"

Don't you mean you can't come in without a VIP card?

Joe Nianzhi's stomach Fei, the next second quickly follow up.

When she came to this place for the first time, she felt very strange and looked around as she walked.

I can't see it from the outside. When I came in, I found that it was very big inside. Although the name of this club is fight club, it is not only boxing, but also fitness equipment in the gym.

Qiao Nianzhi was looking around when she heard someone talking. She looked back and saw a man in a black boxing suit coming down from the ring.

I saw the other side in the past took over the bag Mu Yixuan, the line of sight fell on her, looked at her a time to see to Mu Yixuan.

"Ah mu, who is that behind you?"

There was something significant in the tone of inquiry.

Seeing Mu Yixuan's indifference, he came directly to Qiao Nianzhi and shook hands with her: "Hello, sister, what's your name? What's the relationship with amo? "

Qiao Nianzhi thinks that the friendship between mu Yixuan and him should be good, because Mu Yixuan ignores him completely, but he shouts Mu Yixuan warmly. It can be seen that their friendship is unusual.

Mu Yixuan turned around and pulled the man away by the corner of his boxing suit: "what's her name to do with you? You should stay away from her."

The man laughed, but he didn't mind Mu Yixuan's behavior just now. He still gave Qiao Nianzhi a warm smile: "my name is ah Hao, what's my sister's name?"

The first time Mu Yixuan brought her sister to the club, it was hard to avoid reverie.

"Hello." Qiao Nianzhi leans slightly and introduces himself in a regular way, "my name is Qiao Nianzhi."

Mu Yixuan had already entered the challenge arena. He picked up the gloves on the ground and put them on. He made several empty strokes.

Chen Qihao squinted and approached Qiao Nianzhi. He was full of gossip: "what's the relationship between you and ah mu?"

Joe Nianzhi was surprised by him, because he suddenly came, she stepped back two steps, hit a knock: "I... I'm his assistant."

Mu Yixuan stood on the challenge arena and looked at Chen Qihao unhappily: "come up and be beaten!"

Chen Qihao showed a white smile to Qiao Nianzhi. Then he walked to the challenge arena with a smart figure behind him. He pulled up the rope and went up: "it's not sure who will beat anyone."

He took out the gloves in the bag and threw the bag into the corner. He tried his hand first.

Just about to praise Yixuan, he suddenly made an attack. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately raised his right hand to block the attack.

"Crouching trough, sneak attack, foul, brother!"

Qiao Nianzhi doesn't know what he's doing when he comes in. He just wanders around when he has nothing to do.

Ten minutes later, I suddenly got a call from Qi Zhao.

"Little Joe, are you with amo now?"

Qiao Nianzhi looked at Mu Yixuan, who was fighting with Chen Qihao in the challenge arena. He nodded and said, "yes, he's right next to me now. Brother Zhao, what can I do for you?"

"There's an important event to attend in two days. Keep an eye on him these days. Don't let him go to the boxing club." Qi Zhao ordered.

Uh, boxing club?

Qiao Nianzhi said with a smile, "well, brother Zhao, we are in the boxing club now."

"..." Qi Zhao felt a mouthful of blood rush to his throat. He held his forehead and said to Qiao Nianzhi, "you give him the phone. Hurry up!"

"OK, brother Zhao, just a moment."

Qiao Nianzhi runs towards the challenge arena. Mu Yixuan and Chen Qihao are fighting fiercely. Although she doesn't understand this, she feels like she is boiling with blood.

Of course, this is not the time to appreciate. She stood under the challenge arena and called to Mu Yixuan, "Mu Yixuan, brother Zhao is looking for you!"

She yelled several times before the fight stopped. Mu Yixuan looked at her. Half a second later, he took off one of his fists and walked over.

Qiao Nianzhi took a few steps forward and raised his mobile phone: "brother Zhao's phone."

Mu Yixuan stooped to pick up her mobile phone, leaned on the elastic rope, held it up and put it in her ear: "what's the matter?"

"You went to the club again? There's an important event the day after tomorrow that you need to attend. Don't hurt your face. " Qi Zhao said sternly.

Mu Yixuan put his mobile phone between his ear and shoulder, emptied the hand he just held, pulled out the fist from the other hand, and slowly said, "it's too late."

"What do you mean?"

He threw aside his fist, raised his arm, and rubbed the cheek on the right side with his back. "Let the make-up artist cover it with my foundation."

With that, regardless of whether Qi Zhao had finished, he hung up the phone.

He turned around and handed the phone back to Joe Nianzhi.

Seeing this, Qiao Nianzhi hurriedly went forward to pick up. After lifting her eyes, she saw the injury on his face. She cried out and said nervously, "your face is injured."

As an artist, face is very important. No wonder Qi Zhao just asked her to keep an eye on him on the phone. Don't let him come to the boxing club.

"Brother Zhao said that you have to attend the event in two days. The wound on your face can't be cured in two days." I thought they were just exchanging views. How can they be true? She frowned and said to Mu Yixuan, "I'll treat the wound for you."

Mu Yixuan finds that she remembers Qiao Nianzhi's reaction when he is nervous.

Speak fast, tone is urgent, that pair of bright eyes will unconsciously stare big.

The little face in front of him shook for a moment, and it completely coincided with Qiao Nianzhi six years ago.

A strange feeling sprang up in his chest. Mu Yixuan's tongue was against his mouth. He looked down at her and suddenly called her: "Qiao Nianzhi."