Wang Bo called Oakley and Kuncha together and wanted to ask the two of them what they thought and how to package them.

After hearing his words, Kuncha clasped his hands and bowed, and then said, "Mr. Mayor, do you want to see a sensational boxing match? Then you may be disappointed."

These words surprised everyone in the room, and Bowen asked, "Why?"

Kuncha said calmly: "I am not an excellent boxer. I have practiced boxing, but it is for the sake of training. I am better at Muay Thai. On the contrary, Mr. Oakley studied his boxing path and he would become the world boxing champion."

Oakley said politely: "You are too modest to say that..."

Kuncha shook his head: "You are an expert, you should know how I reached the final. If we fight, unless I always dodge, you can kosher me with one punch, right?"

Oakley wanted to be modest, but he opened his mouth and finally nodded, "You are not my opponent in the boxing game."

Bowen also whispered to Wang Bo: "There is actually a great luck factor in this Thai man's finals. His opponents are all amateurs. Looking at today's game, the guy was just kogged by Oakley yesterday, and today he can kogg's opponent. This can also reflect the strength gap between the two sides."

Wang Bo doesn't understand boxing or fighting, but he understands people. He can see that Kuncha has something to say and said, "What do you mean?"

Kuncha said: "If you want to see a sensational match, let go of my arms and legs and change the rules of the match. It is not a boxer, but a boxing champion competition, and make the name of the Free Boxer worthy of its name!"

"MuoThai vs. Boxing?!" asked Bowen.

Without waiting for his answer, Oakley's coach refused: "No, it's impossible. I'll say a arrogant word first. No matter how you play, Mr. Kuncha is not a big V opponent!"

"Then why refuse?"

"Because the big V wants to play the World Championship, he wants to play professional competitions in the future! Man, I can't let him take risks. Muay Thai vs. boxing, there are too many uncontrollable factors! The big V's left lung just restores its function normally, and it's not completely cured. What if there is any other problem?" The coach was very serious.

Kuncha said: "Although it's free fighting, I still wear boxing gloves. What I want is an opportunity to play beautifully. Mr. Coach, you know, even if I bring a boxing spike, I'm not the opponent of the big V!"

Oakley waved his hand to stop the coach from speaking, and he said, "That's it, you're good at using what you're good at, but according to some boxing rules, ****, throat, temples..."

"Even in regular Muay Thai competitions, these parts are not allowed to attack!" Kuncha interrupted his promise, "I just fulfilled the mayor's wish and made the game beautiful."

Wang Bo looked at him with some disbelief and said, "That's all? The first place is one million."

Kuncha smiled and said, "Yes, I really want to get a million, but I know the rules and I don't want to be unable to get out of this town."

Wang Bo said: "You are too worried, our game is fair and just!"

Kuncha smiled again and said, "I understand, but I can't refute your face, because I want to move to Sunset Town after getting the 30,000 yuan bonus. Besides, I understand the current situation and I am not a match for Mr. Oakley."

Oakley also said proudly: "If everyone follows professional boxing rules in this competition, I can fight continuously and achieve 31 consecutive victories!"

Wang Bo stopped Oakley and looked at Kuncha in surprise: "You mean, are you going to move to us?"

Kuncha nodded and said, "I have been in New Zealand for a year and have been wandering because I don't have the money to buy a house in the same place. Now I realize that living in Sunset Town can give away houses. If that's the case, why don't I stay?"

"It sounds like you're having a miserable life?"

Kuncha smiled helplessly: "I have no other expertise except boxing. You see, I can't play professional games, but New Zealand only encountered you an amateur boxing match a year. In the past year, I have either worked short-term workers everywhere or translated some businessmen doing business between Thailand and New Zealand..."

Speaking of this, he spread his hands: "The economy is too difficult now, there are few people doing business, and I have few opportunities to make money."

Wang Bo didn't expect that a boxing match would gain an excellent boxer. He said: "If your file is OK, then stay in our town. I can hire you as a gym coach. The salary should satisfy you."

Kuncha smiled and said, "Then you are my boss. How do you ask me to punch later?"

"Fight openly!"

Kuncha's expression stuttered slightly, and he grinned and said, "If my former boss also asked me to punch like this, then I can still stay in my hometown now."

Wang Bo doesn't know what he has experienced, but his smile looks really sad.

So he changed the topic: "Damn it, why did we talk about this? I originally wanted to make some packaging for you. Big V has coaches, what do you need?"

"A cloak?" the Thai asked with a smile.

Bao Wen shook his head and said, "Now Kuncha is our own person, we have to make him more decent. The first thing is the training is the training. Call Uncle Bing, he will definitely be suitable for this..."

At night, Wang Bo specially found a wedding company from Aocheng. Two pickup trucks arrived with large iodine tungsten lamps, illuminating the gym as bright as daytime.

Asulu brought fifty Maori men in black suits to take charge of public security. He was wearing police uniforms, with a golden police badge on his chest, and sunglasses, looking very majestic.

After seeing this, Wang Bo asked, "I said, why are you wearing damn sunglasses at night?"

The Maori man quickly took it off and smiled and said, "Boss, don't this seem more professional?"

Wang Bo was speechless: "You are a policeman and not a bodyguard... Xue Te, give me sunglasses, where is Uncle Bing's son? Let him change his clothes and put on these sunglasses, pretending to be Kuncha's bodyguard!"

The equipment in the gym was packed up and replaced by a large piece of space left for the audience.

Bowen made some fluorescent cards in a hurry, some were ‘big v’, some were ‘men’, some were ‘gold belt’, some were ‘world boxing champion’ and other words, with different colors and looked quite dazzling at night.

Oakley and Kuncha went on stage early to warm up, and they were each on the side, one was trying boxing with the coach, and the other was doing a sparring training.

Kuncha's accompaniment was Uncle Bing. Uncle Bing held a sponge board in his hand. After Kuncha's quick punch, he suddenly kicked his legs and began to show his skills he had never performed before:
Chapter completed!