Chapter 174 Need to Add More Money (Additional Update of Yusheng League 4/10)

Chapter 174: Need to add more money (Additional update 410 of Yusheng League)

Aokiji looked at Coach Oda with a fake smile in front of him, and he laughed and moved his legs.

Coach Oda looked at Tsukasa Aoki with a smirk on his face, and his hand holding the pad trembled slightly: Why is this guy so excited today? Haven't you always hated being famous? Why did he become happy again when the camera turned on?

It's true that Aokiji doesn't like being famous very much, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't care at all about what others think of him! Instead of playing carelessly, it would be more unpleasant if someone looked at him and thought he was a silver gun head.

Besides, no matter how mature Aokiji is, as long as he is still a human being, he still has the same vanity as others. At most, he takes it lightly than most people.

But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have it either! Being kept aside: This kid screamed in terror, don't tell me, even Aokiji felt a little secretly happy.

"Hey, Si!" Song Shanyan called from outside the octagonal cage, causing Aoki Si to tilt his head.

As soon as Aokiji turned his head, he saw standing next to him a tall, strong foreigner wearing a fashionable black windbreaker, with shining golden jewelry on his hands and neck, and with short golden hair combed back. people.

This is my sparring partner, right? As soon as Aokiji and the tall and thin foreigner looked at each other, they recognized each other's identities. It's no wonder that as long as people insist on exercising, especially such high-intensity exercise, their every move will be slightly different from ordinary people.

The foreigner whispered something to Songshanyan, his expression seemed a bit disdainful.

Song Shanyan's expression was a little embarrassed, he whispered back a few words, and waved to Aoki Si.

Aokiji walked out of the Octagon with an expressionless face and came to Songshanyan.

"This is your sparring partner, Andy Fink." Song Shanyan glanced at Andy and said calmly: "You can just call him Andy."

"This is my boxer, Aokiji." Songshanyan turned around and introduced Aokiji in English.

Andy is about 1.85 meters tall, and because he wears leather boots, he looks much taller than Aoki Tsukasa. So he naturally looked at Aoki Tsukasa with a downward gaze, and said in English with a bit of contempt: "I understand, just by repairing this kid, can I get money?"

Song Shanyan looked at Aokiji with his peripheral vision, and saw that he still had an expressionless face. He thought he didn't understand, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and replied in a somewhat stiff English: "Give my boxer some respect, OK. ? Your task is to play one round with him every day during this week."

Andy sneered: "I'm afraid that after just one round, I can fly back to the United States. This guy looks like a fighter, but he is still too young."

His words were a double entendre. On the surface, he was referring to Aoki Si's lack of age. On the other hand, he was implicitly mocking Aoki Si's physique.

Song Shanyan looked a little embarrassed: "Andy, I advise you not to go too far."

"OK, OK, you are the boss, you have the final say." Andy spread his hands, but obviously did not take his words to heart - if Songshanyan hadn't given him so much money, he wouldn't have flown across the ocean to come here. Such a small place, such a small boxing gym as a sparring partner.

Song Shanyan took a deep breath, not wanting this guy to mess up Aoki Si's mentality, so he turned around and said to Aoki Si calmly: "He thinks you are too young, and is afraid that your attack will be a bit harsh. Do you have the confidence to defeat him? "

Aokiji sneered twice, and suddenly said in somewhat halting English: "Don't worry, I will tell you how big my fist is, old boxing champion."

Aokiji originally wanted to say something harsher, but his English proficiency prevented him from thinking of the right words for the moment, so he could only express his meaning simply.

"What?" Andy chuckled, his face full of disdain: "Kid, do you know who I am?"

"I know." Aokiji said with a cold expression, "A retired former boxing champion."

Aokiji deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of his predecessor.

Andy's face turned cold when he heard this: "Are you serious? Kid? Challenging an intercontinental champion?"

"No, no, no, I'm just responding to the jealousy of an old man." Aokiji revealed his scars mercilessly: "I think if the former intercontinental champion still wants to beg for food and repay the loan, he must learn to respect his opponents. , and his employer."

What could make an intercontinental champion fly so far to come to a small club like Neon? That must be a lack of money!

Aokiji knows that in the United States, there are too many sports stars who, once they become famous, live in luxury cars and mansions, spend money lavishly, and are not good at managing money. As a result, they declare bankruptcy soon after they retire.

He felt that the seemingly glorious former boxing champion in front of him was probably the same person.

"Fake!" Andy yelled angrily, his eyes widened and he was about to rush towards Aoki Si.

Song Shanyan's thick arm slammed in front of him.

Andy shouted at him angrily: "Stone, what do you mean, this kid is insulting me!"

"If you don't give me an explanation today, I will kill this kid and go back to the United States. No one can stop me!" Andy stared at Songshanyan with a ferocious expression.

Song Shanyan's face showed the same indifference as Aoki Si: "Mr. Andy, you may have some misunderstanding about me."

"The reason why I invite you is because you are the most suitable boxer for me, not because I can only invite you, and not because you are much better than others. I am polite to you, not because you deserve my respect, but because you deserve my respect." John deserves my respect." Song Shanyan's words stung Andy's heart, making his face even more ferocious.

"Moreover, if Mr. John hadn't highly recommended you to me, do you think I would have hired a poor man who was on the verge of bankruptcy and whose house was about to be taken away to fly first class and stay in a five-star hotel to train my boxers?"

Songshanyan's expression gradually became fierce: "I'm not giving you face, not because of you, Andy, you have to understand your identity. Also, this is Neon, this is Chiba, this is Yachiyo! This is the first and last time I tell you, don’t make me angry!”

Andy wanted to get angry, but something suddenly came to his mind, and he suddenly exclaimed: "So you are the one"

He stopped mid-sentence, and the fist he had clenched so tightly that he was about to punch it didn't feel like it was loosening. His face was cloudy for a long time, and then he said reluctantly: "I'm sorry." , I was too excited.”

"Now, go clean up the tatters on your body, go to the locker room and put on the clothes I prepared for you, and come out to fight with my boxers." After breaking through the pretense of respect at the beginning, Song Shanyan said to Andy Became rude.

Andy lowered his head silently, staring at Aokiji who was watching the show calmly, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "If there is a fight, I will not hold back."

"No need, it's your ability to defeat him within the rules." Song Shanyan's eyes flashed coldly: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

The facial muscles next to Andy's nose twitched slightly. It could be seen that he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart. After a while, he turned around suddenly: "Where is the locker room? Where are my clothes?"

"Oda, take him to the locker room to change clothes." Songshanyan shouted to coach Oda.

Coach Xiaoda hurriedly took Andy to the locker room.

Aoki Si crossed his arms, looked at Songshanyan with interest and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, you were so cool just now. What on earth is going on with him?"

There seems to be quite a lot of stories to this matter.

Song Shanyan sighed, his eyes no longer as sharp as before, and returned to his former appearance with a fierce mouth but still very soft eyes. He raised his head with a somewhat reminiscing expression: "This is a very long story. When I get a chance, I’ll tell you slowly.”

"OK." Aokiji twisted his neck, his smile gradually disappeared, and his expression became serious: "Do you think I can beat him?"

Song Shanyan was slightly startled when he heard this, and then laughed out loud: "Of course I do, I wish you could punch him to the ground and go back to the United States in despair. This will save me a lot of money." . If you can give him a good beating, I will give you a bonus! One hundred thousand, no, two hundred thousand yuan!"

"I think it's a bit difficult." Aokiji pinched his chin, looking at Songshanyan again looking like he was not short of money, with a somewhat troubled expression.

"No confidence anymore?" Song Shanyan looked at him teasingly.

Aokiji shook his head: "After all, he is so tall, so strong, and he is a retired intercontinental champion. Although his character is a bit bad, it is indeed difficult to beat him up."

"If you want me to punch him to the ground and give him a good beating."

Aokiji straightened his back and said righteously: "We need more money."