If we lose, can it still be worse than now?

Ming Xintong was disgusted from the bottom of her heart when she thought that after her marriage to Qi Zhengdao fell apart, the Qi family immediately proposed another marriage partner.

She is a living person, not a breeding animal!

Looking at the firm and confident Wei Chaoyang from behind, Ming Xintong thought that this was the last chance he could seize.

May the auspicious stars guide me!

Wei Chaoyang pushed open the door and walked out.

"Xiao Wei..." Liu Dalin was about to speak, but when he saw Ming Xintong following Wei Chaoyang, he couldn't help tying his head.

Although she looked very embarrassed, she was still there and she could tell at a glance that she was a beauty.

Especially those eyes that are so charming that they look like strings of hair. Whoever looks at them really makes your heart beat.

Of course, the key is not here, but how someone appeared in the room out of thin air!

He obviously checked it himself before!

"Brother Dalin, this is my teacher, Ming Xintong, who came here specifically to watch my competition." After a brief introduction, Wei Chaoyang added a superfluous explanation, "When I first entered the door, I accidentally fell."

"Ah, ah, okay, Teacher Ming." Liu Dalin pretended not to notice the strangeness of Ming Xintong's injury. After all, the most important thing at the moment is the boxing match, and everything else can be said later, "Xiao Wei, come on,

Don't be nervous. There are a lot of spectators, but don't be nervous. Just pretend there aren't these people. You can perform as you normally would. I'll be watching for you. If things don't go right, just retreat quickly and I'll call it a day and admit defeat.

Don’t give Wen Jun the chance to kill him."

Wei Chaoyang smiled and said: "Brother Dalin, why are you more nervous than me?"

Liu Dalin swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice: "Before I came here, people from Jia Sicheng Company came to see me. They offered this amount and wanted to buy me to drug you."

He stretched out five fingers and gestured, "Fifty million! The peripheral handicap is already over 100 million, they are simply crazy!"

Wei Chaoyang patted Liu Dalin on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Dalin, don't worry, all conspiracies and tricks are just a joke in the face of absolute strength. Wen Jun is no match for me!"

Liu Dalin forced a smile.

Although I don't know where Wei Chaoyang's confidence comes from, having confidence is better than having no confidence, right?

The phone suddenly sounded a message notification sound.

Wei Chaoyang picked it up and looked at it, and only said a simple sentence, "Yes, but the formation that has been set up can only be solved by yourself, in case the experts can see the root cause."

Teng Wenyan agreed to his request.

Wei Chaoyang settled down, threw his phone to Ming Xintong, and strode into the passage.

The coaches and staff of the Liu Dalin Club lined the streets to encourage him.

On the outside, the staff of the organizer also stopped what they were doing and paid attention to Wei Chaoyang.

In the music, the host's passionate and powerful voice echoed in the air.

"The one who is appearing now is Wen Jun, a player from Mingyuan International Fighting Club. Player Wen Jun has experienced hundreds of battles and just won six consecutive victories in the monthly league, helping the Chaoyue Club to obtain tickets for the annual competition in advance. Now

Join Mingyuan International and vow to achieve better results!"

Deafening cheers suddenly broke out.

It seemed like the entire venue was cheering for Wen Jun's appearance.

At this time, Wei Chaoyang happened to reach the exit of the passage. Liu Dalin stopped him for a moment. When the rhythm of the music changed, he raised his hand and pushed gently, and growled, "Come on!"

Wei Chaoyang strode out of the passage.

Ming Xintong took the first step, and was the second to follow.

A beam of light hit Wei Chaoyang just right.

The host's voice sounded.

"Now on the field is Wei Chaoyang, a player from the Chaoyue Martial Arts Club. Player Wei Chaoyang is relatively young and has no league experience before, but judging from the personal participation information submitted, he has participated in the martial arts athlete assessment and has a national second-level

Samurai Certificate, I have previously won an internal competition with player Wen Jun in the Chaoyue Club."

Wei Chaoyang raised his gloved hands in the spotlight and looked around.

The number of viewers was somewhat unexpected.

The Workers' Stadium, which can accommodate 30,000 people, was almost full.

There are three camps that are quite eye-catching.

On one side were students and teachers from the Tiannan University of Science and Technology wearing uniforms from the Sports School, with PE on the chest and Tiannan University of Science and Technology on the back. They were holding banners, waving colorful flags, and shouting in random directions. It was obvious that they had arrived in a hurry and had not trained beforehand.

There was a unified slogan, so that the momentum was not as strong as the uniform cheers when Wen Jun came on stage just now.

Yan Ruoning is sitting at the front of the square of the Sports Academy.

On the left is the principal with a constipated expression, on the right is the tutor with a confused expression, and behind him is the director of the physical education center who is excitedly taking the lead and shouting slogans.

Wei Chaoyang also saw the three major pests in his dormitory. They were sitting on the edge of the square of the Physical Education College. There was also a circle of people around him, most of whom were classmates. They were also holding the cheering sticks that they bought in the square.

The little plastic slap shook.

Directly opposite the camp of the Institute of Physical Education, hundreds of well-built men were sitting in uniforms wearing uniforms. The logo of Mingyuan International was embroidered on the front and chest of the uniforms. There were three conductors in front of the camp leading the rhythm, shouting in unison.

, "Wen Jun, come on."

The sound was so loud that it completely suppressed the chaotic shouts from the sports team.

In the middle of the two camps, there is a slightly smaller square formation. They are all female compatriots of different ages. They are wearing sports shorts and showing off their snow-white thighs. They are standing there holding a sign with a big picture of Wei Chaoyang.

Scream as hard as you can.

The petite and exquisite Mu Yunxiang stood at the front, shouting harder than anyone else.

"Come on, Coach Xiao Wei!"

"Coach Xiao Wei, we support you!"

"Coach Xiao Wei, I love you!"

He also shouted indiscriminately.

For those of them who came to support the game wholeheartedly, the first thing they noticed was naturally Wei Chaoyang.

But for many people with ulterior motives, what caught their attention more was the person following Wei Chaoyang.

"Ming Xintong!"

Sitting in the office, Pu Chang suddenly stood up, eyes wide open.

The committee's monitor followed Wei Chaoyang so openly. Does it represent the committee's support for Wei Chaoyang?

Killing an alchemist who has no basis and no reason is completely different from killing an alchemist who has the support of a committee.

If you do the former, the most you can do is prepare yourself for the revenge of your fellow alchemist friends.

And if the latter did it, it would be tantamount to going to war with the committee.

No matter how big Husi Company is, compared to the Committee, it is just a small shrimp-like existence that can be killed with just one hand.

"Why is this happening? There was no Ming Xintong in the previous background investigation. Why did she come to support Wei Chaoyang? Wang Jing clearly called to vent his feelings and was willing to help solve Wei Chaoyang. Is this what he calls help!"

Pu Chang took out his cell phone, originally intending to ask Wang Jing to question him about this matter.

But after hesitating several times, he finally let it go.

If Wang Jing is really playing two-faced tricks, calling him to question him will only detonate all the conflicts in advance.

Pu Chang thought again and again and dialed another number.

After dialing, there was no sound from the other side, only silence, and faint breathing could be heard, indicating that someone was indeed listening there.

Pu Chang said with some fear: "Mr. Ma, things have changed. I suspect Wang Jing and the others have other plans behind their backs..."

But in fact, Wang Jing, who was suspected by Pu Chang, was also surprised and confused by Ming Xintong's arrogant appearance at the boxing match.

According to his original guess, Ming Xintong was most likely to find a place to hide, look for an opportunity to escape from Haicheng, either surrender and seek asylum from the Ming family, or go directly to the committee's headquarters in Singapore to file a complaint.

And these two choices, whether it was to express her sincerity to her family or to sue local officials to the headquarters, could not be completed with a phone call. She had to go there in person.

This time difference is enough for him to finish the things in Haicheng and cover up all traces.

After all, Ming Xintong only knew that he had illegally locked up the fate of Tianke University, but he didn't know what his real purpose was. As long as he cleans up the situation and leaves no clues, even if there is some trouble, he can still be the big boss behind the scenes.

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Of course, this would make the boss behind him doubt his ability to do things, which was helpless. Who made him fail to detain Ming Xintong?

But now, Ming Xintong actually appeared in public with great arrogance, and she was still following Wei Chaoyang!

This made Wang Jing deeply worried.

Will Wei Chaoyang guess their true goal because of this?

After all, he is a luck refiner!

He glanced at the watch on his wrist anxiously.

Almost at the same time, the mobile phone rang message notifications one after another.
To be continued...