Who is treating whom to dinner? I clearly called Meng Kai to come over, but judging from his current appearance, it seems like he is treating us to dinner. Is it so difficult to develop a home court?

The little waiter nodded respectfully to Meng Kai, then smiled at us, turned around and walked out quickly. The guest came first, but the hotel did not notify us, which made me feel a little dissatisfied. Meng Kai smiled: "I don't want them to notify you when I see the time is not here, haha, I'm on my territory, how could I ask you to invite me! Come, sit down! There are my shares here, although there are not many, but I am not a shareholder after all!"

Bian Fei and I were relieved. Meng Kai was a shareholder of this hotel for a long time, so what else can we say? It hit someone’s gun. We don’t know if Meng Kai has investigated. Anyway, as long as he is willing, our every move in the past two days is almost under his nose.

As an intermediary, I also introduced to Bian Fei and Meng Kai. The last time I was in the National Music Arena, I saw each other, but the focus was on Song Jie and me at that time, and they didn’t care about each other. Now after getting to know each other again, I soon became familiar with each other.

After a few glasses of wine, Meng Kai looked at me with a smile and put an arm on the back of the chair: "Xiao Tan, you said you have something to come to me, tell me, what's the matter? As long as I can help, I will do my best!"

I was very dissatisfied with Meng Kai when it comes to gambling, but aside from the fact that the old man’s methods of making money were not upright enough, it was really hard to blame him for being so bright that the unhappiness in my heart diluted a lot.

I gestured to Bian Fei with my eyes. After introducing the two parties, even if my task was completed, I would just leave the rest to them to communicate. The only difference between me and Tongtong is that one has a bigger mouth and the other has a smaller mouth. We are all here to make soy sauce.

"I want to know about Ma Liang with you. I wonder how much do you always know about him?"

"That guy, it's amazing! My winning streak was ended by him, Xiao Tan knows!" As Meng Kai's most brilliant record in his life, he always speaks with great energy. If he doesn't stop him in time, he will definitely be able to repeat the story that he has been fired for countless times.

"We know that he is great, and we know his record. Just check it online and you will know what he has done. What I want to ask is, do you know some news about Ma Liang that has not been made public, such as who he has learned, what kind of record he has had before his debut? And he announced his retirement a few years ago. What will he look like after he retires?"

Bian Fei was quite familiar with the old man's habits. Before Meng Kai's words were opened, he rushed to ask. Meng Kai stared at Bian Fei for a long time, then turned his head and said to me who was arguing with Tongtong about which dish was delicious: "Xiao Tan, you guy is a tabloid reporter, right? How could you understand some strange things!"

Before I could answer, his eyes fell on Bian Fei again: "Young man, don't look at me as old as I am, but my mind is not old yet and can keep up with the development of the times. If you want to get news, you should seize the people who are still fighting on the free fighting field. Ma Liang was once glorious, but that was all in the past. He had long faded out of the free fighting circle and had no news value. What's more, Ma Liang was relatively down and could not dig out what you wanted from him!"

Mr. Yin and Yang were regarded as a tabloid reporter. I looked at Bian Fei with a smile on his face, but did not explain it to Meng Kai. In an instant, a strange look appeared in Bian Fei's eyes: "Down and out? How could it be that Ma Liang was glorious at the time and was a national champion. He wanted money and fame, and he would not be down and out no matter how he wanted, right?"

"Although many people like free fighting, it has to be said that he is still a minor sports. As an athlete, his income is far from as much as he imagined. Moreover, when Ma Liang was squatting the free fighting range, he was different from now, and he had many wild games to play. So when he retired, his hands were not particularly abundant. The most important thing is his body. Calculate his age, he is only about forty years old now, but his body is not as good as mine!"

"Do you still have contacts often now?" Bian Fei completely entered the identity of a tabloid reporter and leaned forward to ask.

"Yes, I called him yesterday. I told him about Song Jie's defeat and missed the scene where I fought fiercely with him."

I guess that the reason why Meng Kai called Ma Liang was because he had just made a considerable amount of money and was happy. He couldn't say that he wanted to share it with him, and he was too eager to find someone to share it.

"He comforted you!" "No, haha, since he retired, he has no concern for free fighting at all, as if he has never been around this circle..."

Speaking of Ma Liang, the old man said too much, but I no longer cared about the gossip he said. Instead, I thought about Bian Fei’s previous guess.

Ma Liang was possessed by ghosts so that he could become a master of free fighting and win the national championship... After retiring, he had no concerns about free fighting, as if he had never wandered around in this circle... Bian Fei's guess was infinitely close to reality. Although I don't know if it really helped me earn 500,000, ghosts could actually be attached to living people for more than ten years, which still surprised me.

After that, Bian Fei's problems were a little boring, and he didn't even let go of what Ma Liang usually ate. I lost interest in listening and continued to discuss the food in front of Tongtong. It was not until Meng Kai called me that I pulled my thoughts back to the old man.

"Hey, Xiao Tan, you've asked almost the same question. Let's study the matter between us!"

"What's the matter with us? Isn't the gambling battle over?" "Haha, your gambling battle with Song Jie is over. Isn't there a new gambling battle? What's this called? Life is endless, and the battle continues! Our goal is very simple in the new gambling battle. Win and make money!"

The old man's thinking is really a bit jumping. I don't understand what he meant. He also said that the purpose of the new gambling is to make money, and it seems that he was trying to entertain the public before.

"I don't quite understand. My father-in-law's affairs have been resolved. I really can't think of anything else to fight!" "Free fighting, don't you like standing in the ring and hitting your opponent's nose and face to a swelling?"

“…”

I am not a sadist, I just pressed someone on the ring and beat him up with a bruised face when nothing happened. Moreover, although I can't say I like to beat others, I can at least accept it. But just by these two tricks, if I don't have the help of ghosts on the ring, I'm afraid I'm more likely to be beaten by others.

The gambling in the National Music Arena also made me fully understand one thing, that is, among ordinary people, I am definitely a master, and it seems that it is not too much to say that Dugu Qiubai is. But when I throw it into the real fighting circle, my two tricks are just at the level of flirting.

"You really look down on me so much, haha, I'm not a savor in this bowl of rice after all!" "What's that?"

The old man was flushed and waved his arms disdainfully. He looked as if he was standing on the ring and looking down at his opponent. "You have this potential, I can see that. Song Jie also completed the record of eight consecutive games before betting with you. If you take action, it is impossible to copy my original record! As for the income, it is not like back then. Do you know how much the amount of the bet between you and Song Jie? Haha, it is just a small battle. As long as you promise us to cooperate for a long time, rest assured, the income will definitely be high. You are responsible for the fight, and I will be responsible for the peripheral operation, with a one-year income of one million, like playing!"

Looking at Meng Kai's saliva, I feel that at this moment he is more like a businessman than a senior and expert who fights freely. His words are very contagious, but I am not a three-year-old child, and he can be fooled by a few words. As an amateur, if you want to go to other people's professional circles, you are like a man who usually plays basketball with his buddy and makes a long shot, and then you are happy to score fast breaks, and then runs to the professional league to be proud. Not to mention that others don't know, I know that the reason why he can defeat Song Jie is because of the umbrella. I can't guarantee that every time I fight, the ghosts hiding in the umbrella will help me cheat.

"Ahem, what you always say makes sense, but I need to think about it. After completing the matter in Shuicheng in the past two days, I will have to go back to Shancheng, and there is still a lot of work to deal with there!"

"Okay, wait for your news, haha, there was another game recently, but I originally planned to let Song Jie participate. Song Jie was injured, and I was thinking about letting you take the lead. Now it seems that I can only replace people!"

Meng Kai shook his head with regret, and agreed a little reluctantly. I wouldn't feel any guilt about Song Jie's injury. Even if there is, it is targeting Song Jie himself and has nothing to do with Meng Kai.

It was easier to eat and drink simply. We talked about irrelevant things for a while, and then said goodbye. On the way back to the room, Bian Fei whispered in my ear: "Sleep well in the past two days and keep our energy. Don't go out and mess around."

Your sister, I want to go out and have a mess, I can only have a place to do it! Seeing me turning around and leaving, he grabbed me again: "Go tonight to rest and keep your energy in peace. I will help you get a set of equipment tomorrow."

"Equipment, at least it's orange-mounted!" Bian Fei rolled his eyes and ignored me. I thought he was just joking and didn't take it seriously. He went back to the room to wash and go to bed early. His father came back, and that little boy Tongtong finally didn't have to harass me anymore, but he still didn't succeed in his desire to sleep down. He always felt creepy. From time to time, he would sit up from the bed, look at the corners of the room, and even look at it three or four times under the bed.

Tongtong and I were sleeping in the same room. At least I could still know that there was a ghost chatting in that corner, or that ghost was eating everywhere after eating. Although sometimes I knew that the little boy was influenced by a troublemaker and was talking nonsense, I still felt a little more at ease. Now that he was gone, I felt that ghosts were everywhere in the room. All the lights in the room were turned on, and I still couldn't sleep soundly.

There were a few ghost buddies hidden in the umbrella, thinking that maybe they could help me, but they tossed the umbrella for dozens of times, but they didn't see a familiar ghost shadow. These bastards were playing with me and collectively disappeared!

It seems that the most helpless thing in the world is not to be with a guy with Yin and Yang eyes, but to be used to getting along with a child with Yin and Yang eyes, and then it becomes a person's panic. The result of the panic is that after knocking on my door the next day, I saw two dark circles facing me.

"Damn, didn't you tell you to have a good rest? How did it happen? If it weren't for not hearing the sound of you opening and closing the door, I really doubted that you went to somewhere that fooled you last night!" I'm so unfamiliar with me, where can I go to a place where I'm not familiar with Shuicheng? I know a beautiful woman, Xu Yan, who is also a homosexual patient.

Thinking of the beauty, the beauty arrived. From the side, I saw Xu Yan leaning against the wall, using a dagger to trim her nails. Damn, shouldn’t a beautiful girl use a very exquisite tool to trim her nails? I have never seen anyone with a dagger to manicure. It seems that ordinary big guys who pick their feet will not do this. They all use nail clippers, okay?

"Ah, the beauty has returned to her hometown, why did she come back so soon?"

"It's a pain to stay at home. It's really annoying to urge me to get married or something!"

"Then let's catch someone, hehe!" Xu Yan raised her eyebrows and gave me a smile you know how to smile. "I'm bored, come out and take a look!"

"What does that guy Bian Fei mean? Give me full freedom and do whatever I want, and his son was locked up by him!"

"You are stupid!" Ma Ganghao chose a comfortable position on the chair to sit down. This guy looked like an old man no matter how he looked, and I was the little maid next to him, so I had to help him hold an umbrella.

"He wants to investigate the possession of ghosts. What if the ghost he is going to deal with is discovered? He has the ability, and Xu Yan is not weak. It is safe to protect Tongtong and Wang Dong from being entangled by ghosts! In the room of several of them, Bian Fei has done something wrong. Generally, ghosts cannot go in. Therefore, not allowing them to go out is actually to protect them!"

"What about me? Don't I need protection? Tongtong has yin and yang eyes, and at least he can see where the ghost is. Wang Dong is a people's policeman at least, and his ability to protect himself is definitely stronger than me. Among everyone, I feel that I am the weakest!"

The consequences of unevenness came out, and I finally realized that I was not the one who didn't go up and bite the shit, but just an unlucky guy who was abandoned...
Chapter completed!