My Star Girlfriend is Actually My Big Black Fan

Wang Li cursed secretly, but he didn't expect Yuan Biao to let someone come over to taunt him: "Tang Ze, don't be affected."

Tang Ze looked at his senior.

Li Honghui smiled and said that he was okay. After so many years, he was relieved a long time ago. He only blamed himself for not being good at learning art and losing the face of his master.

With huge cheers coming from everyone's ears, the game outside is about to begin.

Tang Xue was dragging her chin with both hands at this moment, God...

The two of them have been arguing since they sat down. They never thought that their idol was like this in private, how good is your brother.

In Lin Yan's mind, that is also a representative of a strong woman, but today's strong woman turns into a jealous little woman for her brother. Is this love at first sight?

When they said that, Tang Xue felt that his elder brother was tall, as if he had become a prince charming.

However, with the high-pitched shouts, the game was finally about to begin, and finally ended the twenty-minute bickering.

"Sister Li, Sister Lin, get thirsty and drink some Coke." Tang Xue said with a smile. As the client's younger sister, she is still very happy. After all, her brother is pursued by such an excellent girl, and she has face.

Li Muqing took the Coke and drank it, and suddenly another thought came up in his heart. This long leg is too strong and not suitable for Tang Ze.

However, Lin Yan felt that Li Muqing was too showy, and his comparability was very serious. He had to remind Tang Ze that beautiful women can also deceive people at the same time.

The host walked into the octagonal cage and said with joy: "Welcome to watch the "Attack Warrior" championship battle!"

The audience suddenly burst into cheers again, and some people still held some tickets in their hands, and there were games and gambling.

"Tonight there are a total of five games, including featherweight duel, lightweight duel, heavyweight duel, of which the lightweight is tonight's championship game, whether the gold belt will be moved, wait and see!"

Lin Yan whispered after hearing this: "Is there a level?"

Tang Xue also heard her brother talk about it, and smiled: "Sister Lin, this is based on the weight of the players. My brother is in the lightweight class."

Li Muqing on the side said lightly: "Lightweight is also a high level of gold, Miss Lin learn more."

"Oh, let Tang Ze teach me next time." Lin Yan said softly.

"Sorry, Tang Ze has no time to teach you."

"He will."

"No, he did not."

The head of Tang Xue who was caught in the middle was big. Why didn't he realize that his elder brother had such charm? They fought again, and only then took a few minutes of truce.

The first game is a heavyweight duel.

I saw two super guys walking out, both two meters tall and weighing more than 120 kilograms. This kind of physique looked very huge.

Li Muqing felt that Tang Ze was better-looking, and she became hairy all over her body after training.

Lin Yan felt the same way, thinking that Tang Ze was the kind of dressing that was thin and fleshy.

Since both of them are watching the game live for the first time, they temporarily truce to watch the game. With the cheers of the surrounding audience, it feels particularly exciting.

Before the first game was over, blood stains appeared on the floor of the octagonal cage, shocking, but there was blood, and the atmosphere in the court was even more tumultuous.

In the last thirty seconds, one of the strong men knocked down the opponent with an elbow blow. The fallen man was motionless. Immediately, the medical staff walked into the octagonal cage, and the winner slapped his chest and roared. The first wave of the audience The **** appears.

Li Muqing took a deep breath, but was a little worried for Tang Ze. This irregular octagonal cage was too dangerous.

Lin Yan can also feel the teacher's mood after seeing it.

Tang Xue bit her lip slightly, if her elder brother was brought down like this, she couldn't help but chuckle.

at home.

Tang Hong and Huang Lijuan were also watching the game, and paid to watch it. After all, this is a paid show.

Although his son did not play, he felt heavy when he saw the strong man lying motionless on the ground.

"As I said, he shouldn't participate in this kind of competition!" Tang Hong said angrily, got up and went to the balcony to smoke, worried in his heart that he didn't dare to watch his son's game.

Huang Lijuan clasped her hands tightly, her hair was a bit gray.

After a few minutes, the fallen strong man slowly stood up. Although he lost, the audience applauded and encouraged him.

Tang Xueshu took a breath, took a sip of Cola and said, "Elbow hitting feels so dangerous, so why not forbid this method."

"Maybe this is the charm of MMA, except that you can't hit the back of the head and crotch, everything else is allowed. If you can't accept it, you can go to the boxing match." Li Muqing said with his chin supported.

Lin Yan worried: "I've heard before that the game killed people."

"My brother said that on average, one person would die in an octagonal cage every year." Although Tang Xue supported her brother's career, she still resisted it deep down, mainly because it was too dangerous.

Li Muqing pursed his lips. He originally hoped that Tang Ze would be taught by others. Tang Xue felt a little scary to say this.

Let's just say, is it not good to be my personal trainer? I have to run and fight with others.

Although the next two games were exciting, the three of them became nervous. After all, Tang Ze's game was about to come.

"Dear viewers, I must have waited for the championship, and I am the same. I invite players from both sides!"

Seeing Fang Zhan walking out with a golden belt on his shoulders, with an incredible pace, aroused the shouts of the audience. Fang Zhan, who had a record of victory, looked very arrogant.

The commentator also began to report the situation: "I have to say that Fang Zhan is the best I have ever seen in the commentary on the Warriors."

"Indeed, Fang Zhan's career has a total of 21 games, a record of all victories, and 18 KO opponents, which is unique in the warrior competition."

"But the third-ranked writer cannot be underestimated. He has 19 games in his career, 10 KOs, and only one loss. I heard that the loss is still an injury."

"But I'm still optimistic about Fang Zhan. I'm good at finding each other's flaws."

"That's not necessarily true. Guang Wenhao's elbows and knees are sharp weapons. If he gets entangled to the ground, even Fang Zhan will not please him."

The two commentators fought against each other, and Fang Zhan had already taken the lead in the cage, and was already stirring the audience's emotions, performing a break dance in the octagonal cage.

Crazy.

Guang Wenhao also appeared at this time. Compared with Fang Zhan, Guang Wenhao looked calmer, and the coaches around him kept talking in his ears.

"Although I don't like this number one, but I feel he will win." Li Muqing said softly.

Lin Yan was different, and said lightly: "I think the third will win."

"What to bet on?" Li Muqing turned to look at Lin Yan, seemingly provocative.

When was Lin Yan afraid: "Whatever you want."