latent body

Middle-aged women
Zhao Dongyang glared at him angrily: "Two silver horns? This is impossible, absolutely impossible."

Ling Zihan turned sideways and was about to go out: "Forget it if it doesn't work, I'll find someone else to buy it."

"Wait." Zhao Dongyang stopped him again, with a toothache expression all over his face: "Okay, okay, okay, you are amazing, take the two silver horns away."

He knew very well that Ling Zihan really wanted this set of bionic muscles, and the price was very reasonable.If you change to other grocery stores, maybe the asking price is only one and a half, or even a silver penny.

There is almost no market for this kind of second-hand goods, and they have not been touched in the warehouse for many years after they were bought out. It is a blessing to be able to be sold by someone.

It is also a skill to be able to make money from one's own tricks.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, Ling Zihan came to Hengwei Boxing Gym again.

"You're very punctual!" Luo Biao sat on a wicker chair and looked at him as he walked into the lounge with a smile.

Ling Zihan walked closer and stood still, bowed obediently and saluted, and said with a flattering smile that was almost always engraved on his face: "Brother Biao is good!"

Luo Biao casually picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table next to him, and shook it at Ling Zihan: "One?"

Ling Zihan knows that nicotine is not good for his physiological tissues, but he likes the stimulation of the central nervous system, so he nodded: "Thank you, Brother Biao."

Luo Biao threw him a cigarette, watched Ling Zihan light the cigarette with an electronic lighter, and frowned: "I wonder if you can pronounce your words more accurately? If you know, you can tell that you call me Brother Biao, but if you don't know, you think we are relatives, my cousin's cousin... Nima, are you deliberately taking advantage of me?"

Ling Zihan smiled without any explanation.

People around also laughed.

Everyone could hear the irony in Luo Biao's words.

It can be seen that Luo Biao is quite skilled in winning people's hearts.

"Hey, why did you leave so early after finishing the fight yesterday?" For a moment, Luo Biao naturally changed the subject to Ling Zihan. At the same time, a mysterious expression that only men could understand the meaning appeared on his face: "There are a few bosses who are very interested in you and asked for the contact information I want. Hehehehe, do you think I will give it or not?"

Ling Zihan took a deep breath of the cigarette, feeling the complex changes of nicotine rampaging in the lungs, stimulating nerves and destroying some biological tissues.He enjoyed it very much, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Thank you Brother Biao for your care. But...it depends on the person."

A few boxing fighters in black leather jackets stood beside them, and they were paying attention to the conversation between Luo Biao and Ling Zihan.Everyone is someone who has experienced it, and you can guess the end of many things just by listening to the beginning.These people's faces are full of obscenity and violence, and at the same time, they are mixed with an extremely strong thirst for knowledge.

Maybe because he felt a little hot, Luo Biao opened his leather jacket, revealing his chest covered with thick black hair. He sat up straight, his upper body leaned forward, his left arm was placed across his left knee, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't see it! You are quite picky. Do you think that all the people who come to the boxing gym to watch the competition are good men and women? Do you think that the women who can spend money in this kind of place are all beautiful?"

Next to him, a thug in black came over and said with a smile: "Brother Biao is right. The women who come here to watch boxing are all rich. But they are either divorced, or they can't find a suitable man outside."

Another thug in black immediately interrupted it: "Bullshit, what kind of man with money can't find it?"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong." The former black-clothed thug quickly changed his words: "I mean, only men who can go to the ring are the most powerful and they like them the most."

"Okay, okay, don't interrupt me, I'll talk to Xiao Ling about business." Luo Biao looked around with dissatisfied eyes, and everyone kept silent.Luo Biao turned his eyes back to Ling Zihan, who sat upright, his tone became serious.

"That's what happened. Let me declare that I'm not joking! There are indeed several women who have taken a fancy to you."

Luo Biaoba counted them one by one for Ling Zihan: "There are three in total, all of them are women. One is Le Yuqin. She is a regular visitor of our Hengwei Boxing Gym. She is the most beautiful among all the female bosses who are interested in you. Of course, such things as appearance are actually just to coax your eyes. As long as you are willing to spend money on beauty treatments and skin changes, it is not a problem even if a sow turns into a Diaochan."

"The second one is Yang Yaya. The name sounds like a little girl, but she is actually over 50 years old. This is a real rich woman, um... I have one advantage, I never speak ill of others behind their backs. Don't leave after the fight. I'll help you pull the strings, and you get to know Yang Yaya. As for whether you can accept it, it's not forced, and you can make your own decision at that time."

"The last woman's surname is Sang. I don't know her name. People on the road call her "Sister Sang". She only said that she is interested in you, but what kind of interest is it? You have to communicate in private."

Ling Zihan nodded slightly, and the smoke curled up with his movements.

In fact, he had already been mentally prepared for what Luo Biao said.

This is an open and dark world. The significance of the Internet to human beings is not only information exchange, but also changes in knowledge absorption and personal logical thinking.

Regarding the intimate contact between men and women, Ling Zihan's attitude is neither repulsive nor proactive.He can understand the wide gap between physical appearance and actual age.After all, it has been like this since ancient times, rich people can buy most of the things they want with banknotes.

Including love.

Although the current currency is real gold and silver, the essence of things has not changed.

After thinking about it for less than ten seconds, Ling Zihan quickly made a decision.He threw away the cigarette butt that was almost exhausted, and showed a hearty smile to Luo Biao: "Thank you Brother Biao, I listen to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Zihan immediately noticed that the men in black around him looked at him with admiration.The expressions on everyone's faces ranged from surprise to surprise, and more to gloating.

The expressions on Luo Biao's face were very rich, and the smile occupied every corner from the corner of the mouth to the tip of the brow.He grinned from ear to ear, revealing two rows of yellow teeth that had been ravaged by alcohol and nicotine all year round, and stretched out his hand to give Ling Zihan a high thumbs up.

"I knew you were a smart guy. Hahahaha! Brother Biao, I saw the right person. Don't leave after the fight. I'll introduce you one by one."

……

10:30, start on time.

Today's opponent is the hell tiger, whose strength level is the same as yesterday's hell ghost.

As a necessary disguise on the surface, Ling Zihan deliberately let himself be punched twice by the opponent.The index finger and thumb that had been tampered with in advance were blown away on the spot, and Ling Zihan also seized the opportunity to break the opponent's knee joint with his backhand under the watchful eyes of everyone, and then a few beautiful elbows made the opponent completely lose his ability to move.

Without any suspense, he easily won the round.

Coming down from the boxing arena, Luo Biao, who had been waiting for a long time in the back passage, strode up to greet Ling Zihan and directly took Ling Zihan to a small room on the side of the lounge.

A middle-aged woman wearing an old European classic black dress sat on a chair.She looks about 40 years old, with a stiff expression on her slightly wrinkled face and no smile.Although the style of the black dress is simple, the material is very luxurious.

Luo Biao changed his usual publicity, and he was obviously a little jealous of this lady in black dress who exuded a cold aura all over her body.

"Sister Sang, this is Xiao Ling, Ling Zihan."

"Xiao Ling, this is Sister Sang."

After a brief introduction, Luo Biao bowed to the lady in black, and with a sweet smile that was more obsequious to Ling Zihan, he almost stooped and retreated from the room.

The atmosphere in the room became almost frozen in silence.

The lady in black first broke the silence: "I watched your game. You played well yesterday."

Ling Zihan nodded: "Thank you!"

He didn't understand the other party's attitude and requirements at all.

But one thing is certain: this lady in black called "Sister Sang" is obviously very different from the desire that Luo Biao described before.From entering the room until now, Ling Zihan didn't see the slightest hormonal component from the other person's body, expression, eyes and other details.

The lady in black opened the women's handbag that had been slung on her arm, took out three silver dollars, placed them lightly on the coffee table, and pushed them to Ling Zihan.

"Yesterday was your first game, but you left after playing, so you didn't get my reward."

As she spoke, the lady in black raised her right index finger, then retracted it, and then raised her index finger and middle finger again.

"This is the reward of yesterday and today."

The corners of Ling Zihan's eyes twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but gasped.

He suddenly remembered a post he had read on the public network a long time ago.The general idea is that there is a mysterious person in the city who likes to give rewards to the winning boxers, but he doesn't know the name, gender or identity.

"If you still win tomorrow, I will give you double rewards."

The tone and rhythm of her speech were rigid and indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

Then she stood up and looked at Ling Zihan condescendingly: "Put away the money. Remember, my name is Sister Sang."

The other party used a commanding tone, Ling Zihan didn't want to cause trouble, so he put away the silver dollars on the table as he said.

The lady in black didn't take another look at him, turned around and walked past the coffee table, opened the door and left.

Luo Biao had been guarding outside, watching the lady in black disappear at the end of the corridor. Then he walked into the room, patted Ling Zihan's shoulder hard, and said with a low laugh, "This bitch is cool, right? Actually, I don't like this kind of bitter face either."

Ling Zihan spread his hand, showing the three silver dollars in his palm, with a childlike expression on his face: "Brother Biao, she gave it to me, but she didn't ask for anything."

Luo Biao obviously knew the rules of the black lady long ago.He was very satisfied with Ling Zihan's attitude of not keeping secrets: "Since it is given to you, take it. You sit here and wait a while, I will bring the second woman over."

(End of this chapter)