Chapter 1135

Macau, a hot pot restaurant by the street.

In front of a bustling dining table.

Cheng Hui raised the wine glass in his hand: "Brother Zhang, I really admire you. You were able to beat last year's WBC heavyweight champion in one round. You are the best!"

Giving a thumbs-up, Cheng Hui drank a mouthful directly.

Hearing Cheng Hui's words, Zhang Cheng said with a suspicious face: "Is it that impressive?"

"Isn't it impressive?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Cheng Hui was stunned on the spot upon hearing this.

"I just threw two random punches, who knew he was so useless!"

Speaking with a face full of disdain, Zhang Cheng was full of contempt.

Because to him, in the face of true killing techniques, a boxing champion was nothing but a joke!

"Brother Zhang, you're so good at fighting, how did you train for it?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Lin Siqi asked.

"Read more books, read more newspapers, eat fewer snacks, and sleep more!"

Looking at Lin Siqi, Zhang Cheng picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Lin Siqi asked: "Is there a faster way to reach the peak of life?"

"Of course there is! You're asking the right person! Come, come, come, let me tell you, do you see that little darling over there?"

Pointing at the woman getting out of a Rolls-Royce in the distance, Zhang Cheng patted Lin Siqi's shoulder.

Following Zhang Cheng's finger, Lin Siqi and Cheng Hui were stunned on the spot.

Because a woman over seventy, wearing a luxurious long dress, was getting out surrounded by bodyguards.

"Little darling? Is there something wrong with your eyes?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Lin Siqi asked in shock.

"Yeah, she's a little darling. She is your only chance in life. As long as you can be a bit more determined, then reaching the peak of life will no longer be a dream!"

Continuing to pat Lin Siqi's shoulder, Zhang Cheng then said: "Also, let me pass on a famous saying for getting rich: read more books, read more newspapers, and when you meet a rich woman, don't wear a hat."

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Cheng Hui couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Why don't you go yourself!"

"If I could eat this meal, would I be here fighting in boxing matches? Hahahaha! You two are crazy!"

Slapping his thigh, Zhang Cheng looked at Cheng Hui and Lin Siqi and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Because his fan count had already reached the million level, most of whom came for his looks.

If Zhang Cheng could really ignore his conscience, he would have been crying inside a Rolls-Royce by now!

Unfortunately, he had neither a conscience nor morals!

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Lin Siqi and Cheng Hui fell silent, because just as he said, this meal isn't something everyone can eat!

Scalding the beef, Zhang Cheng stuffed it into his mouth: "By the way, who's paying tonight?"

"I'll pay, I'll pay!"

Raising his hand, Cheng Hui hurriedly smiled.

"Looks like you won quite a bit this time!"

Looking at Cheng Hui, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tease.

"Not at all, compared to what you earned, Brother Zhang, this is just a drop in the bucket!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Cheng Hui couldn't help but smile.

Because the smartest decision he ever made in his life was to bet on the outsiders without hesitation.

Lin Siqi: You weren't like this before the match started!

Cheng Hui: Don't try to sow discord between me and Brother Zhang! Even if you're my apprentice, I'll still beat you!

After finishing the hot pot, the three of them wandered the streets of Macau.

However, just then, a Mercedes-Benz business van pulled over.

Watching the car not stop and the door already opening, Cheng Hui subconsciously pulled Lin Siqi and ran.

And Zhang Cheng, watching this scene, was also stunned: "Damn, even the troop transport vehicles have switched to the three-pointed star?"

"Mr. Zhang, our boss wants to invite you for tea, give us some face!"

Getting out of the car, a man in a suit looked at him with a smile.

Hearing the other person say this, Zhang Cheng stood calmly on the spot: "Wow, you bastard, you also know I'm a mixed martial arts fighter, bringing so few people, aren't you afraid I'll beat you up?" "Mr. Zhang, don't joke around, my boss is looking for you to have tea! Also, you can fight, but what about them?"

Saying that, the man lifted his clothes, revealing the dark weapon inside.

"Brother Zhang, let's go have tea, it's very dangerous!"

Looking at the man before him, Cheng Hui couldn't help but advise him, because this group of people didn't look like anyone to mess with!

"Fine, let's go have tea!"

Spreading his hands with a speechless face, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Because it's a good thing this is Macau; if it were abroad, he would definitely let this group of people know what it means that within seven steps, fists are faster than guns!

In a high-end private club, the crystal chandelier was shining brightly.

Walking in from outside, the man stretched out his hand directly: "Our boss is in front!"

Walking forward calmly, Zhang Cheng looked at the other person wearing a suit and sitting at the bar drinking, and immediately asked: "Isn't it tea? How did it become drinking?"

"Welcome, welcome, Mr. Zhang's arrival really makes me very gratified!"

Coming forward with a face full of smiles, Wu De placed the wine glass he was holding in front of Zhang Cheng.

【Shameful Iron Fist!】

"What are you looking for me for?"

Looking at Wu De suspiciously, Zhang Cheng sat on the sofa and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

But looking at Zhang Cheng, Wu De stepped forward and had someone take out a cigar, placing it on the table: "Smoke this, it's pure!"

Raising his head, Zhang Cheng looked at the other person, showing a suspicious expression.

"I invited Mr. Zhang here this time, actually, to chat with you about the match two days from now!"

Speaking of this, Wu De pulled out a document: "Sign it, 20 million will be transferred to your card immediately!"

"You want me to throw the match?"

Looking at Wu De suspiciously, Zhang Cheng immediately understood everything.

"Hey, hey, hey, this can't be called throwing the match! We are just operating the competition!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Wu De sat in front of him with a smile: "You walked out of an orphanage twenty years ago, you should also know the importance of money, right?"

"If you fight, you might not win, but as long as you sign, 20 million will be on your card immediately!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng seriously, Wu De smiled.

"Your son is my next opponent, Wu Liang, right?"

Looking at Wu De, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"That's right, Wu Liang is my son, so I want him to win this match. After all, there is no one more suitable than Mr. Zhang!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng calmly, Wu De smoked his cigar, crossing his legs.

"Just because I beat the boxing champion, you want your son to beat me in front of the audience?"

Looking at Wu De suspiciously, Zhang Cheng asked.

"That's right, you have no idea how famous you are right now!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, Wu De pointed at the document.

"Throw the match? You are insulting me! Do you know that? For this mere 20 million, you want me to sell out my personality, my dignity, and even my conscience and morals!"

Slapping the table angrily, Zhang Cheng looked at Wu De and couldn't help but roar.

And just as Wu De watched Zhang Cheng being so fierce, he couldn't help but lean back, appearing somewhat panicked.

Because if Zhang Cheng were to make a move, the bodyguards behind him might not be able to stop him!

"20 million isn't enough, you have to add more money."

Just as the bodyguards placed their hands on their waists, Zhang Cheng sat on the sofa and spoke calmly.

"Ah?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Wu De was dumbfounded at this moment.

Because he didn't expect that Zhang Cheng's righteous appearance was just to make him add more money...

(End of chapter)