Chapter 654 Is He Really That Famous?
When Abby ran over, she saw a big, black man lying on the ground, twitching. Xiao Peng's punch was really strong.
"Why did they start fighting?" Abby quickly squatted on the ground to check the injuries of the 'big black man'. This was her conditioned reflex as a doctor.
Xiao Peng said it succinctly: "He hit me, I hit him back!"
Just now when Xiao Peng turned around to leave, Ms. Le Xiaer winked at the "little puppy" beside her. She meant to scare Xiao Peng. As a result, the "little puppy" misunderstood her meaning and thought that the opportunity to show off had come, so he punched Xiao Peng directly on the back of the head, and this punch hit Xiao Peng's head solidly.
As a result, Xiao Peng acted as if nothing had happened, but the black man was covering his hands with a look of pain on his face.
Next, Xiao Peng threw a backhand punch, which hit the black man's abdomen. There was a dull thud, and everyone saw the black man lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.
But the most shocked person must be the owner Isabel Tourrell.
She also knew Lechal's "little puppy," called "Bubu." He was also a celebrity in this "Turrel Hormone" scene.
Bubu is different from those muscular figures who rely on hormones and proteins to build up their muscles. He has real skills! He has been practicing MMA techniques here. Lechal pays him to train, and in return, he becomes Lechal's bodyguard. According to the contract, his future competition prize money will belong to Lechal.
Look at how smart Lechard is! I want not only your people but also your money!
In fact, Lechal made her fortune through this. She runs a human resources company that specializes in introducing "talents" from Africa. Those young and strong black guys are very popular here - this can be regarded as a modern slave business.
This is understandable. People go to high places and water flows to low places. Isn't there a period on the Chinese Internet where people say "good people will have a peaceful life and be reborn in America in the next life"?
Le Xiaer's desire to have dinner with Xiao Peng wasn't simply about sex. In her eyes, Xiao Peng was a valuable commodity, and she wanted to sign him to a contract and sell him to a professional team for a little extra cash: Just for Xiao Peng's cycling prowess, wouldn't those cycling clubs be vying for him?
Cycling is incredibly popular in France, with dozens of clubs, large and small, operating in Paris alone. Good cyclists are also incredibly valuable, and if they could sign a good contract like Bubu, Lechal could exploit Xiao Peng for the rest of his life.
This "Bubu" is quite talented in fighting, and probably in order to escape from Lechaer's clutches as soon as possible, he trains very hard. Now he has the ability to enter the professional arena and has the strength of a professional boxer.
How big is the gap between professional boxers and ordinary people? Take the abdomen, for example. Everyone knows that the abdomen is a human's weak spot, but for professional boxers, is that a problem? Is it a weakness? Then I train like crazy! If an ordinary person hits a professional boxer's abdomen with his bare hands, it will always be the ordinary person's hands that will give up first, not the professional boxer's: their abdomens are honed through countless trials and tribulations.
As a result, Xiao Peng punched him and the healthy person turned into this?
Abby checked and complained, "Your punch was too strong! Send him to the hospital immediately, his life is in danger!"
Xiao Peng was helpless: "I really held back! I fought back based on how hard he hit me, but I didn't expect he couldn't even withstand such a punch. Call an ambulance quickly. I'm going to take a shower."
"You hit someone and you still want to leave?" Le Xiaer stopped Xiao Peng; "I'm going to call the police!"
"Okay! Call the police!" Xiao Peng pointed upwards and said, "Don't worry, I won't run away. I live right here on the 51st floor. Just have the police come find me."
After he said that, he picked up his towel and went to the locker room without looking back. What the hell is going on?
"Isabelle, he lives on the 51st floor?" Le Xiaer was also a little confused. A Chinese person living on the 51st floor of France's first tourist building? Is it possible for ordinary people to live on the 51st floor?
Isabel shook her head and said, "I don't know. We don't require clients to disclose their identities here. But I remember this person. He's Chinese. He's come here to train a few times, but he hasn't paid for private training or chosen any customized training services. I don't have a particularly deep impression of him."
"How could he possibly be living on the 51st floor?" A young girl nearby suddenly spoke up. "I remember him. Last time, he asked me how to adjust the speed on the treadmill. How could someone who doesn't even know how to use a treadmill possibly be living on the 51st floor?"
Abby, who was checking Bubu's injuries, suddenly said, "Maybe he just wanted to chat with you?"
"A guy like this is trying to flirt with me? He doesn't even look in the mirror! How could I possibly like him?" The girl said with a look of disgust.
After hearing this, Abby stood up and said, "Call an ambulance quickly. This gentleman's condition is not optimistic. Besides, I can testify with him that he lives here on the 51st floor."
"Who are you? Are you testifying for him?" the girl who despised Xiao Peng said disdainfully.
Abby said, "Because I also live on the 51st floor. You can ask the building security department to confirm it. Of course, you can also confirm him by the way. An Oriental living here on the 51st floor should be quite impressive."
After hearing this, everyone fell silent, and many young handsome men at the scene began to flirt with Abby.
Why spend so much money to come here? Isn't it just to hook up with rich women? Looking at those old women with wrinkles and fat, and then looking at the young and beautiful Abby, which one should I choose?
Unfortunately, Abby ignored their flirtatious glances and simply called the ambulance herself. After the call, she said, "Oh, even though he and I are neighbors, we're not very familiar with each other. I only know that he's a billionaire and his nickname is 'The Salvage King'."
After a moment of silence, people exclaimed, "The Salvage King? He's Xiao from China!"
"Why does he look so familiar to me?"
"Isn't he in Germany?"
"The one in Germany is Fabian!"
Abby was a little confused. How could these people know Xiao Peng? Was he really that famous? How could everyone here know him?
"Miss." Someone suddenly called Abby.
She turned around and saw the girl who had asked Xiao Peng to look in the mirror. "What's going on?"
The girl looked shy. "You just said that Xiao was talking to me to chat me up, right? Now that I think about it, what I did was really wrong. I should apologize to him. Could you introduce us to each other?"
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