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Chapter VII Life and Death(2/2)

Mr. Zhao ignored these voices and took Fang Fang into the gorgeous private room on the second floor.

Sitting on the red nanmu wooden chair, the graceful maid poured a cup of tea for Fang Zhou, showed a sweet smile at Fang Zhou, then bowed and retreated.

Mr. Zhao changed some tobacco to his pipe, and after re-igniting it, he took a few beautiful sips.

"It's still our human race's tobacco that tastes good enough. The hibiscus cream of the immortal race is purely a harmful thing. If you get addicted, you will empty your body."

"Those who practice martial arts can't be touched!"

"It not only burns money, but also lives."

Mr. Zhao smashed his mouth and said.

Then, a piece of paper was taken out and pushed to the ark.

"You kid has been a servant in the martial arts arena for so many years, and you understand some rules. Look at this 'life and death statement' and sign it if you have no problem."

"The yellow boxing game will win ten taels of silver, the Xuan box will win fifty taels of one game, the earth box will win five hundred taels, the sky box will win one thousand taels, and there will be one or two spirit crystals."

"If there are powerful people who like you and spend a lot of money to support you, you can still get some dividends."

"You kid is an old fry in the martial arts arena, but you are just a newcomer in the boxing ring. You can only start with the yellow font. If you want to go up, you will tell me that I will arrange it for you."

"Drink tea."

After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, he knocked on the table with his pipe and said.

Fang Ark picked up the teacup and sipped it lightly, while watching the regulations in the "life and death situation", he swallowed the tea.

"After signing a life and death certificate, I'll ask you to take you to the martial arts training ground and practice some basic moves of boxing. You can choose not to go, but to be honest, these techniques are quite practical."

"You watch it on the ring and fight on the ring are completely different."

Mr. Zhao said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ark nodded without refusing.

"By the way, Mr. Zhao, Qian Houzi is also fighting yellow boxing. Will I meet him?"

Mr. Zhao seemed to have expected this problem of Ark: "Don't worry, although Qian Houzi is a warrior under Lei Laohu, since I have spoken, he will not dare to cause trouble for you in a short period of time."

"However, Qian Houzi is very stingy. With this incident, he is afraid that he will completely hate you. When you return home, be careful and don't be squatted."

"There is no difference between a dead person in a slum... and a dead dog."

When Fang Ark heard this, his eyes narrowed.

"Is there any problem?" Mr. Zhao glanced at Fang Ark inadvertently and said.

Fang Ao drank all the tea in the blue and white porcelain cup in one gulp and wiped off the tea stains at the corner of his mouth.

"No problem."

Then, Fang Ao grabbed the brush of dyed ink and signed the name on the life and death case without hesitation.

Here is the boxing.

Life and death have destiny, and wealth and honor are in heaven.
Chapter completed!
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