Jiang Zhi's words made Bill extremely angry.

Without bothering to be polite, Bill walked up to Jiang Zhi and Shen Weiqi and said provocatively, "Do you have any idea what you are saying?"

"Yes," Jiang Zhi muttered, counting on her fingers. "Why do I feel like vomiting when I see you? Eleven words, I counted."

"Did I ask you to count like that?"

"How else can I count?" Jiang Zhi asked, "Do you need me to write it down? But I don't have any paper right now. How about I write it on your face?"

Bill pointed at Jiang Zhi angrily and said, "I'll remember you."

"Then shouldn't I thank your ancestors for eight generations and burn incense for you every Qingming Festival?" Jiang Zhi continued calmly, "To thank you, I even refuse to drink Mengpo soup, just to remember me."

Bill was about to retort when he suddenly remembered Jiang Zhi's suspension and deliberately poked her sore spot: "Destiny, being suspended must not be a pleasant feeling."

Jiang Zhi took it easy: "It's okay. Even though I'm banned, I've been practicing my professional qualities as a troll."

"You seem quite relaxed."

"Um."

Jiang Zhi's nonchalant look struck Bill as a show of strength, and he seemed to find it amusing: "How far have you practiced?"

"I'm not very talented. I just finished the first chapter—distinguishing between people and things." Jiang Zhi replied modestly. "For example, I don't think you look like a thing."

Shen Weiqi, who had been silent the whole time, couldn't help but sneer.

Feeling that he was being mocked, Bill glared at Shen Weiqi with a threatening look: "What are you laughing at."

Shen Weiqi stopped laughing and looked back at him frankly: "I'm laughing because it turns out I'm not the only one who feels this way."

"you--"

Bill didn't set a rule for himself of 'not hitting girls', and his emotions were a little out of control. He raised his hand and was about to slap Jiang Zhi in the face.

As a result, as soon as he raised his arm, before the slap could fall, his wrist was grabbed by a strong hand.

Bill looked up at the owner who was strangling his wrist. For a moment, he felt a little uncomfortable and subconsciously froze.

Unlike Bill's impression, Shen Weiqi's face was solemn, his smile faded, and he looked as if he could not control his emotions at any time and slap him.

Before Bill could react, he felt someone stepping hard on his right foot. Not feeling satisfied, he stepped on it several times with his foot.

He lowered his head angrily and glared at Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi was very frank, without any embarrassment of being caught: "Just now I thought you were going to hit me, so I accidentally stepped on you. I'm really sorry."

Bill felt pain, but he managed to hold it in without crying out.

As if he was not convinced, he broke away from Shen Weiqi's hand and asked provocatively: "Are you a couple's doubles? Then I can't beat you."

"If I fight you alone, you may not win." Shen Weiqi said.

"That's true. You're the Chicken God, after all. Your hands are precious," Bill said with a sly smile. "If they get injured, how will we win the LPL championship? I'm different. No team wants me right now, so a hand injury isn't a big deal to me."

Jiang Zhi and Shen Weiqi didn't say anything. Bill felt that he seemed to have some advantages and continued to challenge Shen Weiqi's limits: "Chicken God, are you very angry now? But you can't do anything to me? Yes, that's the feeling, but you have to hold back. Professional players who hit others will be banned."

Bill: "Aren't you curious about why I fixed the match in the first place? I'm not afraid to tell you, back in the conference room, you were right. I did it for the money, and Mia was just a scapegoat. What the hell is a malignant tumor? It was just simple appendicitis. I lied to the doctor, saying Mia was some kind of gambling addict with no ambition, and asked him to help me lie and save a good young man."

Bill got more and more excited as he spoke. "In the end, that incredibly naive doctor actually showed some sympathy and believed my lies. I had originally planned that if the doctor didn't believe me, I would find seven or eight extras to act out the story with me. But as soon as I found the third extra, the doctor forged a fake medical record for me. Humph, he's really stupid."

Shen Weiqi clenched his hands into fists and snorted coldly: "So, you are going to use such despicable means to ruin Mia's life?"

Bill continued to speak arrogantly, "Am I wrong? Did I force him to fix the match? Wasn't it just him who wanted to do it for money? He ruined his life himself. I just gave him a push. I'm telling you, Shen Weiqi, don't think Mia is a good person. Even if he didn't fix the match for money this time, he will do it for other reasons in the future. He can't stand the test, and you're blaming me now? I really have a lot of blame to bear."

Bill revealed all his mistakes without any regrets, and even felt that he had only used some tricks to accidentally amplify Mia's desires.

Shen Weiqi's anger was suppressed to the extreme.

He thought that Bill's deceiving Mia into match-fixing was the lowest point of his morality, but he didn't expect there was something even lower.

Bill continued to add fuel to the fire fearlessly: "Also, Chen Weiqi, you usually don't even look at me when you are in the team. During my live broadcast, I repeatedly invited you to play duo with me, but you blatantly refused me, making me lose face in front of the fans. Humph, that's fine, you are so ruthless, but when I always thought everyone treated me like this, you suddenly took Mia to play duo in his live broadcast room. That night, Mia earned a lot of gifts. What? As the core position in the team, am I so unworthy of you, Chicken God, to play games with me?"

Jiang Zhi was a little angry when she heard this: "Chen Weiqi is an independent individual. He can play games with whoever he wants. There's nothing to complain about. Besides, if it were me, I wouldn't want to play duo with you. You're worse at playing than a chicken pecking at the keyboard. How dare you say it's unfair?"

"Indeed, I've let it go now. Ha, Chicken God, you've been looking down on me since the first day I joined the team." Bill laughed sarcastically, "I don't need you to look up to me. But since you look up to Mia, then I will destroy Mia."

Jiang Zhi: "You hate Chen Weiqi, why are you destroying Mia? Do you know he is only 18 years old? You are ruining his future."

"I told you, it was his own choice, don't blame me," Bill continued. Then, as if remembering something happy, he said, "But, this is okay. In the LPL, I'm not the only one disliked by every team. There's also Mia. Ha, the man once known as the 'Successor to Mingshen'. If I hadn't destroyed him, would he have been able to win the S-League championship with our Chicken God?"

Bill rubbed his hands on his upper arms a few times and said, as if to watch the fun, "That won't do. As my assistant, I haven't even won a world championship, how can he be worthy? He's just a stray dog ​​following behind me."

Shen Weiqi couldn't control his anger. He lowered his head and said to Jiang Zhi, "Zhizhi, close your eyes."

"Ah?" Jiang Zhi didn't react and looked up at him.

"Shut up and listen." Shen Weiqi said in a commanding tone.

"Oh." Jiang Zhi closed her eyes obediently.

The moment she closed her eyes, Jiang Zhi suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing past her ears, followed by Bill's painful "ouch".

Then, there was a series of screams.

Jiang Zhi immediately realized something and opened his eyes hurriedly.

She narrowed her gaze and what she saw was Shen Weiqi swinging his fists wildly.

Shen Weiqi threw every punch with great force, one after another landing on Bill's face.

His fists were very powerful, and every swing seemed to want to punch a hole in Bill's face.

Jiang Zhi was a little slow to react. She didn't know whether she should go up and stop them.

In her impression, Shen Weiqi's emotions have always been calm, but this time, he seemed to be a little out of control.

Veins bulged on his forehead and his eyes were bloodshot. He was clearly venting his anger, yet he seemed to be suppressing it.

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses and hurried forward to stop him. But every time she went over, Shen Weiqi would swing his fist and hit Bill in the opposite direction.

As if afraid of hurting her by mistake.

Bill was overweight, so his strength was naturally not as great as that of Shen Weiqi, who exercised regularly. He fought back with all his might, but the blows landed on Shen Weiqi's body and he was unable to stop Shen Weiqi's attack.

"Chen Weiqi." Jiang Zhi tried hard to arouse Shen Weiqi's sanity, but it seemed to be of no use.

Aunt Shen, who was not far away, felt sorry for her son and wanted to stop the fight, but she kept muttering to herself for a long time, and neither Shen Weiqi nor Bill showed any sign of stopping.

However, Maru, who was standing by, had not seen the real people fighting face to face, and was so scared that he burst into tears.

Aunt Shen was in a mess. On one side was her own son, and on the other side was the son of the boss who paid her.

In the end, she still felt sorry for the little Maruko, so she hugged Maruko and comforted him in a low voice.

Perhaps he heard Wanzi's crying, Jiang Sui, who was wearing an apron, walked out of the house. Seeing Shen Weiqi and Bill fighting in a mess, he immediately ran over with a shovel in hand.

"Sister, what's going on?" Jiang Sui asked.

Seeing that her attempts to stop them were fruitless, Jiang Zhi said, "I'll tell you later. You go ahead and try to stop the fight."

Jiang Sui: "Hey, if you want to fight, go to the boxing gym. Don't embarrass yourself in the neighborhood."

But neither of them paid any attention to him.

It was the first time that Jiang Sui was ignored. He handed the shovel to Jiang Zhi and said, "Here."

"Oh." Jiang Zhi took it.

Jiang Sui: "You're really not afraid of losing face, are you?"

The two still ignored him.

He took a deep breath and rolled up his sleeves.

Then he waved his fist and swung it at the two of them.

Shen Weiqi subconsciously dodged backwards.

The two separated.

Afterwards, Jiang Sui's fist seemed to be unstoppable, turned around, and hit Bill's nose.

Bill, who was concentrating on dealing with Shen Weiqi, didn't expect Jiang Sui to suddenly hit him. He felt pain, covered his nose and staggered a few steps.

He roared angrily: "Who are you to be so nosy?"

Jiang Sui squinted his eyes and looked at Bill, and immediately recognized him in his mind.

It turned out to be a fixed match. It seems that this punch was not unfair.

"Sorry, brother. I wanted to stop the fight, but when I saw your face, I don't know why, but I just punched you." Jiang Sui's tone softened for a moment, and he continued, "Did you roll in a cesspool?"

"Otherwise, why would I use my fists to get you to stay away from me."