Chapter 61
"Luo..." Lin Jiafan's whole body was stiff, and he opened his mouth a little slowly.
Unexpectedly, just as the first word came out, Luo Jingyao's muffled scolding came from my chest: "Shut up!"
He was not a fool, so he naturally noticed the round figure leaning against the railing on the second floor. The tense muscles in his body relaxed, and he raised his hand and held the person in his arms.
"That's the owner of this club. He asks people to call him by his English name, Eric, wherever he goes. His real name is Liu Pinsen, and he's from Jinshi." Luo Jingyao did her best to distance her sweaty body from the man's crisp white T-shirt and began to explain the basic situation.
"I've known him for years. Back then, I was a member of the Jinshi City team, and he was a rehabilitation nutritionist there. After I moved to the provincial capital, we rarely saw each other. The only time we reconnected was because he opened this free-fighting club. I don't know where he got my number, but he'd invite me to his events whenever he wanted."
"I thought you two had a good relationship." Lin Jiafan lowered his head slightly, and his slightly magnetic voice sounded in her ears.
"What the hell, the fat guy just wants to use me to make money. I must cheat him out of it today!" Luo Jingyao said this with a bit of gritted teeth.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a vibration coming from the man's chest, and the other party seemed to be laughing.
She was about to take a step back so that she could look up and see Lin Jiafan's expression, but she was caught off guard by the arm around her waist and was pulled back. The next second, she heard a shrill questioning voice behind her.
"Ayao? What are you doing hiding here?" The person who came was Eric, and his greasy round face was full of a playful expression.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Jingyao slowly withdrew from Lin Jiafan's embrace, turned around and replied angrily, "You're also interfering with kissing? You set up so many cameras in the club for no reason. Are you asking me to broadcast this live to the whole country?"
"Ouch!" Eric smacked his lips, his small eyes never leaving the man she had blocked behind him. "When did you get a boyfriend? What's your job? Let me help you check."
"You're nosy enough. What's the matter? Are you jealous because I have a man and you don't?" Luo Jingyao said with a smile.
"What are you talking about?" Eric twisted his waist, stamped his foot, and held out his hand to Lin Jiafan with a pinched voice. "Ayao and I have been friends for many years. Just call me Eric. I'm the owner of this club."
"Lin Jiafan, psychological counselor."
Upon hearing this identity, Luo Jingyao turned her head slightly to the side to cover up. It was a pity that he could think of that.
However, it is true that many active or retired athletes have serious psychological problems, and it is normal for them to receive psychological counseling.
This profession that came out of his mouth successfully dispelled most of Eric's doubts, and he automatically imagined a romantic drama between the two of them: a stubborn athlete and a gentle psychologist.
"You go and do your work. I'll take him back to the lounge to rest first." After Luo Jingyao said that, she pulled Lin Jiafan and was about to leave.
"Young man, you still need to learn moderation." Seeing her sidelong glance at him, Eric quickly forced a flattering smile. "I'm worried you might have kidney deficiency. The final winner today will receive nearly 100,000 yuan in prize money. Don't let your legs weaken the moment you step onto the stage."
"Don't say that I, your old friend, don't take care of you. If you can have the last laugh, I will give you all the commission from the event organizer!" The man was afraid that she would not be tempted, so he directly increased the stakes.
"I understand." Luo Jingyao waved her hand perfunctorily with her back to him, at least she agreed.
Eric stood there and breathed a sigh of relief, watching the two of them walk into the lounge together, and only turned and left after a while.
There were not many people in the lounge at this time. There were only a few contestants sitting or lying on the benches against the wall, closing their eyes to recover their strength.
After standing at the door to make sure the fat man had left, Luo Jingyao looked at Wu Yugang on the ring again and tilted her head without much surprise: "As expected, he's going to lose."
To be honest, she was quite surprised that the other party could hold on for so long. After all, the opponent on the same stage with him looked very powerful. It seemed that Wu Yugang had met a soft-hearted god who did not let him lose too badly.
"The final will probably drag on until the early morning. Wu Yugang will be back soon. You and Officer Pang must hide well and don't scare him away." She warned worriedly.
"Well, you should be careful too." While Lin Jiafan was speaking, he had already taken off the khaki baseball cap on his head, turned it over and put on the denim-colored cap on the other side.
Then he did the same with the brown jacket that he wore with his upper body open, revealing the dark blue lining, and zipped it up to his neck.
After carefully observing the situation outside the lounge, he quickly and quietly blended into the increasingly excited audience.
Slowly withdrawing her gaze from the tall figure, Luo Jingyao hesitated for a moment and then found a bench to sit down. Not long after, Wu Yugang came straight to her with a face full of injuries.
She lazily lifted her eyelids and said in a cold tone, "Are you ready to go home?"
"How can that be? I have to stay here and wait for your bet on the final!" Wu Yugang was busy expressing his loyalty, fearing that she would turn around and report him if she was unhappy.
"Where are your two friends?" Luo Jingyao asked again.
"Just wandering around outside. I've already spent all the money for the ticket."
"You really have to wait?" She confirmed again. After receiving a positive answer, she resumed her eyes-closed posture: "Then you have to wait."
At first, Wu Yugang didn't quite understand what this sentence meant. It was not until the end of the third round that Luo Jingyao, because there was an odd number of contestants, was inexplicably given a bye and made it to the semi-finals while sitting on the bench.
She knew what Eric was planning behind the scenes. He simply wanted her to conserve her energy and, at the same time, to confuse those online bettors, making them think that her reaching the semi-finals was all due to luck.
Finally, at three o'clock in the morning, the staff came to remind her that it was time to go on stage.
In total, this exciting underground competition lasted for twelve hours, but both the contestants and the audience were getting more and more excited, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and were all immersed in the pleasure of adrenaline rushing all the way.
As soon as she stepped onto the stage and saw her opponent clearly, Luo Jingyao showed an expression that said, "As expected."
The man's overall quality was definitely impeccable, but unfortunately, after several close battles, he had already suffered serious injuries and had greatly depleted his physical strength. Now he could hardly even stand steadily.
Well, her image of winning without any effort is destined to last until the end.
Listening to the roar of fists hitting flesh coming from the next ring, Luo Jingyao put his hands on his hips and negotiated with the person opposite: "Brother, how about you go down and rest first?"
But it was obvious that her eloquence did not gain the other party's approval. The man let out a long roar and rushed over with his fists waving!
Luo Jingyao was prepared and dodged flexibly. After running two laps around the ring, she had already made the man gasp for breath.
She took the time to glance at the battle situation on the ring next to her. After another two rounds, she swept her opponent down with a kick and he never got up again.
As expected, when the referee announced the result of the game, there was a burst of boos from the audience.
At that time, the battle in the next ring also came to an end. The winner was a burly man. His deep eyebrows and eyes showed that he was of white descent. The muscles on his upper body were stained with some blood, which inexplicably added a bit of murderous aura.
Seeing her looking at him, the burly mixed-race man raised his middle finger arrogantly, with contempt evident in his eyes.
Luo Jingyao followed suit and raised the middle fingers of both hands. Her provocative expression instantly ignited the emotions of all the audience present.
Amidst waves of cheers, the mixed-race man came to the stage where she was. Perhaps in order to increase the watchability of the final, the organizers did not leave the two any time to adjust after the semi-final.
Ding ding ding ding!
The referee outside the field rang the bell without hesitation.
Bang!
But in the blink of an eye, the two figures on the ring were already entangled in a fight, and they exchanged five or six punches.
Contact, separation.
Luo Jingyao unconsciously moved her forearm, which was numb from the pain, and looked across at the opposite side with sharp eyes.
After the brief contact just now, the mixed-race man obviously realized that she was not a pretty face, and his expression became serious.
Huh!
With a loud shout, the man kicked his legs hard and shot out like a cannonball!
Luo Jingyao's pupils shrank slightly. From the previous few moves, she knew that she couldn't rely on strength in this battle, so she rolled forward neatly and successfully avoided the opponent's attack.
Then, she began to attack the man's lower body frantically, aiming to irritate him and make herself happy.
Finally, the mixed-race man made a mistake due to her endless interference and stumbled forward subconsciously.
Luo Jingyao suddenly exploded, successfully seized the opportunity to tackle the man to the ground, and clamped his neck with her legs. In just a few seconds, that resolute face turned purple.
Afterwards, she quickly stopped the mixed-race man's hand from trying to slap the ground in surrender, and at the same time gritted her teeth and increased the strength of her legs.
This action made her lie on her back on the ring. Through the dazzling spotlight above her head, she vaguely saw Eric leaning against the railing on the second floor.
The fat guy was waving his arms excitedly and cheering her on at the top of his lungs.
The corners of her mouth curled up strangely, and she moved her lips slightly, and quickly said something to the person under her, which scared the other person so much that he stopped struggling.
Just when the audience had not yet recovered from the shock of the mixed-race man being killed by an inconspicuous-looking woman, the scene on the ring changed again.
Perhaps the woman was exhausted, the mixed-race man rolled over and shook off the person on her, then staggered to his feet.
After being thrown out, Luo Jingyao rolled over and stood up.
The mixed-race man seemed to be furious and rushed over for the Nth time with his fist swung. The difference was that this time his fist landed accurately on her right cheek.
Plop.
Under everyone's incredulous gaze, Luo Jingyao fell down like a stick and never got up again.
???
It happened quite suddenly.
The huge factory building fell into a mysterious silence, with only the shrill scream coming from the second floor as the only sound.
"No!!!!!!"
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