Mrs. Bo Was Stripped of a Vest Again Today

"Boss, they are too arrogant. The other gangs have been swallowing their anger. They begged us this time, and finally rioted to Hals, the Interpol who is in charge of this place. Hals and Middy decided to fight."

Lin Qi said with some worry. Midi is the deputy leader of the Mafia management turf.

"Fighting? What kind of gameplay is this?" Ruan Su took a sip of tea from the servant and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lin Qi and the others were anxiously angry, "Boss, please, you must take this matter seriously! You can't watch our site be robbed!"

"I'm serious." Ruan Su blinked his apricot eyes.

Lin Qi is about to collapse. You always seem to be out on vacation. How can I trust you!

"Boss, do you know that, the new boxer is Midi's man. This man has occupied the title of boxing champion for two years. No one can beat him. He is tall and strong, with muscles. Wow. Boss, no one really can beat him. We have no chance of winning this time."

"Yeah, boss, although we have masters in the dark night, we are still a bit worse than this boxing champion." The others also echoed.

"Boss, why are you here alone this time? How about Liang Bai and Liang Hei?"

"Boss, please, think of a way."

These people like Lin Qi were all under the old sect master. When the old sect master passed the position of the sect master to Ruan Su, many people were not convinced.

Although the secret door has always been an underground organization, it has never done any illegal business. It has always taken the right path, which is different from the Mafia.

The old sect master originally accepted Ruan Su as a righteous daughter. Before his death, everyone thought that Lin Qi or a few other veterans would succeed the sect master.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Su, a yellow-haired girl, succeeded.

Ruan Su was only 19 years old at the time. How can you convince the crowd?

But after she took over, she managed the affairs in the door in an orderly manner, and gradually the doubts became quieter. After all, who can't get along with the money? Just make money.

As a result, now I have encountered this kind of turf grabbing.

Those who were dissatisfied with Ruan Su before were immediately angered.

Doubts and distrust of Ruan Su, and dissatisfaction broke out almost instantly.

The secret door has branches all over the world, and the Italian branch is under the management of Lin Qi.

Seeing Ruan Su's perfunctory attitude at this time, their anger soared wildly.

Someone has broken the jar and said, "If you don't care about it, just leave it alone."

"Yes, we are just a small branch anyway, not comparable to the headquarters in China."

"If you grab the site, just drink the northwest wind."

Ruan Su glanced at the desperate people, gently lowered the cup in his hand, "Send me the information about the boxing champion. Also, I took the plane all night and I was very tired. I need to rest now."

After speaking, she got up and walked towards the room.

"Look at her attitude!"

"What did the old sect master think at the time? He actually passed the sect master to her."

"She's just a woman, what can she do?"

"She can't pick her shoulders, she can't lift her hands, what can she do except to dress beautifully?"

Lin Qi was also very worried, so that her hair was graying, "Forget it, let's find a way by ourselves."

I originally thought that the two brothers Liang Bai and Liang Hei would follow, and that would be a little more helpful.

As a result, Ruan Su came by himself, and all Lin Qi's hopes were instantly wiped out.

*

Hospital.

In a quiet office.

Bo Xingzhi sat blankly in front of Inclair, who was wearing a white coat. His expression was cold, and his low cold voice sounded, "I request an increase in the dose, or a more effective drug."

"What's the matter?" Inclair raised his eyebrows and looked at his long-time friend.

Bo Xingzhi's face was expressionless, and his emotions were a little tense. After a while, he said, "I'm divorced."

"Oh?" Inclair couldn't help but stared at him in astonishment. "Divorced? Haven't your lives been peaceful since she appeared? Why do you want a divorce?"

"I..." Bo Xing let out a sigh of relief and stretched out his slender fingers to knead his eyebrows. He just felt that at the time, he didn't love each other and it was time for a different life.

What's more, it was because my grandfather was too impatient to get married, but now my grandfather is gone. Naturally, there is no need for this marriage to continue.

But!

Unexpectedly, after the divorce, everything changed.

He has long been accustomed to Ruan Su by his side and the food Ruan Su cooks.

As long as Ruan Su is there, his whole person will become calm and peaceful.

After the divorce, his mania became more and more serious, as if the effects of medication control over the years were instantly beaten back to the original place.

After listening to Bo Xingzhi's narration, Inclair said solemnly.

"Bo, you have to understand that the reason why you are suffering from mania is due to psychological reasons. Drugs have always been auxiliary, and you need to think about it. Your wife is really just a partner for you to live with? And Do you really have no other feelings for her?"

Ying Clay paused, and then said, "Bo, you are a wise man, you should understand what I mean."

He understood the truth, but Bo Xingzhi thought of Ruan Su's cold attitude, he couldn't figure out what Ruan Su was thinking.

Ruan Su's character is even more incomprehensible.

"After four years of marriage, she was gentle and friendly, and she played the role of wife completely. After the divorce, I found out that she seemed to be playing a role-playing game. That was not the real her at all, do you know? I never knew she was actually It's a surgeon, and I don't know that she can martial arts." Bo Xingzhi was a little weak for the first time in his life.

"Bo, is it because you ignore her too much and never approach her to understand her. Or is she deliberately concealing it? This is a question worth pondering." Inclair said, "Unfortunately, I am not an expert in emotions. I don't know. What is the situation of your husband and wife?"

Bo Xing stopped his heart slightly moving.

Indeed, he had never taken the initiative to understand Ruan Su and approached Ruan Su's world.

In the past, he only regarded this as a wife of his own contract, and each did not have to disturb each other. And Ruan Su has always been very knowledgeable about scoring, and she has almost never asked him anything.

If he gives it, she accepts it. If he doesn't give it, she doesn't want it.

Respect as a guest.

They have never even quarreled, and looking back now, they seem to be two strangers living under the same roof.

Except for the in-depth communication with the body...

Bo Xing sighed.

There is a mess in my mind.

"Inclair, I just want to know now, if my disease progresses, will it affect my flight."

"You should understand that if you have a mental illness or a mental illness. You can't pass the flight test, you will be forced to ground." Inclair prescribed some medicine to Bo Xingzhi. "Take the medicine first. I don’t know what your situation is, but I suggest you treat your marriage carefully."

Out of Inclair's office.

Bo Xingzhi drove into a less prosperous commercial street because there was only one shop on this street.

Without hesitation, he went straight to the door of this plush doll shop, which was three hundred square meters in size.

When you look into it, they are all colorful and cute dolls.

As soon as he got out of the car, a stubborn man stopped him, "Sir, tickets."

Bo Xingzhi just took out a black card from his arms, tapped it on the counter, and "swiped it."

The fierce man looked him up and down, swiped his card and handed him a ticket to Bo Xingzhi, and then said, "Go inside and turn left at the end."

Bo Xingzhi didn't speak, and according to the man's instructions, stepped into the hidden door deep in the doll shop.

After entering, there is an extremely narrow corridor.

There were dim yellow wall lamps hanging on both sides of the corridor. When he walked to the first corner, he heard crazy and exciting shouts from below.

"Fight! Fight!"

"Fight! Kill him!"

"Lao Tzu crushed two million, get up, you quickly stand up for Lao Tzu."

"Grass, did you not eat today!"

The deafening shouts are endless, and the environment here is violent and bloody.

If it were not because he was too irritable and wanted to find a catharsis, he would definitely not want to set foot here.

He hasn't been to an underground boxing ring in four years.

But now hearing these **** shouts, his irritability finally vented slightly.

He wants to be crazy, he wants to scream! I want to vent all the mania in my chest like them.

Bo Xingzhi stepped out of the corridor, and a rusty iron door appeared. The space in his line of sight was vast and huge.

The space can accommodate thousands of people, the rough terrazzo floor is stepped on underfoot, and the center of the site is a huge ring.

The arena was empty around, and some crazy shouting spectators stood below them. Behind the spectators was a stepped stand. The seats of the stands were crowded with spectators, and there were almost no seats. Everyone was as crazy as if they were beaten up with blood.

And there are simple VIP boxes on the second floor built around the venue.

Compared with the distinguished guests sitting in the boxes on the second floor, these ordinary spectators' bets are simply insignificant and not worth mentioning.

Those are the real gold masters, spending tens of millions of dollars.

At this time, on the ring surrounded by iron cages, two sturdy men with naked torso were fighting for life and death.

In places like the underground boxing arena, regardless of life or death, every boxer on stage has signed the status of life and death.

Their style of play is also extremely bloody, it's a desperate style of play.

There is a bar on the westernmost side of the wide underground boxing ring. There are dozens of decks in front of the bar. Some men, many foreigners, and a few blacks sit on the decks. They all face the ring while drinking. Shouted excitedly.

As soon as the man in black stepped into the underground boxing arena, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.

The special oriental face, the height is not inferior to the European and American men, the temperament is noble and indifferent, it is amazing! He is completely like the noble son of an ancient nobleman, who is incompatible with the noisy atmosphere around here.

Those long legs are really eye-catching, coupled with the extraordinary handsome appearance, and the cold and noble temperament.