C68 He Couldn't See

"President Chi is busy, I will be leaving first." Wen Nuan's face was completely red, she turned and left.

"What uncle, Chi Jingshen, I am Fu Ye." Fu Ye arrived and put his arm around Wen Nuan's shoulders, smiling as he said: "You guys have so many talents, yet you don't even have one more Wen Nuan. I'll resign in her place."

Chi Jingshen took a sip of the wine and laughed: "Fu Ye still has that temper."

"I have a straightforward personality. Alright." Fu Ye said loudly.

"Oh right, this is my friend Ding Zhennan, he is here to participate in the fist competition. Chi Jingshen raised his eyebrows and asked slowly.

"I am fine, I will be with you at any time. But can you still fight? " Fu Ye bent down and looked at him, "You have been out for a few years, why haven't you treated her? "What a pity."

"Now go." Chi Jingshen calmly turned his head and looked at Ding Zhennan who was sitting down, smiling: "It's been a while since I've fought with you, Fu Ye's boxing is very good, here, only you lost to me, you can also act as a warm-up."

This praise... Was he praising Fu Ye, or himself?

Can his hands, which were playing the piano, fight?

Wen Nuan shook the finger on Fu Ye's shoulder and said softly: "You guys go ahead, I'm leaving now."

"Your uncle is here, where are you going? Let's go, Fu Ye also wants to see how mighty he is in the arena. " Chi Jingshen stood up and said indifferently.

Wen Nuan felt a wave of awkwardness. Why was it that every time he was with another man, he would bump into him? Last time he said that Yu Sinian was a big client, this time Fu Ye was his uncle … Why did it feel like she had become a scammer!

Ding Zhennan pulled up the chair in front of him and walked forward to protect Chi Jingshen.

"Cats, my boxing skills are very powerful …" Fu Ye walked backwards, his legs jumping, as he made a fist gesture towards Wen Nuan.

It was a big boy! The type that could laugh at all times.

When they arrived at the entrance of the dining hall, just as Fu Ye was about to pull her up onto the carriage, Chi Jingshen reached over first with his hand, accurately grabbing onto her wrist and stuffing her in his car.

"Are you blind? Are you sure you can catch it so accurately?!" Fu Ye's hand stopped in midair as he looked at the closed car door in shock.

Chi Jingshen sat in the car and slowly turned her head to look at him. The corner of her mouth hooked up, "Even if I'm blind, the person I should capture won't be able to escape."

"What, after leaving for a few years, have you become a poet? You're even composing a poem with me. " Fu Ye sneered, and walked over to his own car.

Ding Xiaming sat on the right side of Wen Nuan while Ding Zhennan sat on the front passenger seat. Wen Nuan was stuck between Chi Jingshen and Ding Xiaming, at a loss of what to do. Ding Xiaming's face did not look good, from time to time he would turn his head to look at Chi Jingshen, and Chi Jingshen who was holding onto Wen Nuan's hand.

"Third Brother, do you want to break Wen Nuan's wrist?" Ding Xiaming finally could not hold it in and muttered softly.

"If Xiao Ming doesn't want to film, then go back." Chi Jingshen said unceremoniously with a cold face.

"What did Xiao Ming do?" Ding Zhennan turned his head and asked curiously.

"Nothing …" Ding Xiaming looked at Wen Nuan, not allowing her to make a sound.

Only then did Chi Jingshen slowly let go of Wen Nuan and closed his eyes to rest.

Wen Nuan laughed bitterly, what did she count as?

The shirt bodyguards followed them in a business car, biting hard.

Ding Zhennan looked behind him and said softly: "Your Big Sis even sent so many people to follow you?"

Chi Jingshen was silent for a moment, then acknowledged.

There were more than a dozen big and small martial arts venues in Li Shui City, and the best one was called "Great Earth". There were two boxing arenas, one big and one small. Around them were two circles of fierce men, looking at the boxing ring with great interest.

Chi Jingshen and Fu Ye had already gone onto the stage, and each stood at a corner to face the other. Chi Jingshen put on his suit, then turned into a gentleman, wearing his work vest and sports pants, in a blink of an eye he gave off a ferocious aura.

"Sigh, Wen Nuan, your man's luck is pretty good, this Fu Ye is also not bad." Ding Xiaming said softly as he touched her.

The corner of Wen Nuan's mouth rose stiffly.

"I wonder if Third Brother can still fight. In the past, my second brother wasn't his match." The corner of Ding Xiaming's mouth slightly pursed as he said with a smile.

Wen Nuan's gaze followed Chi Jingshen as he put on the glove with Ding Zhennan's help.

"My Third Brother won the championship at the age of seventeen. His fists are fast and ruthless … No one was a match for him in our place. Little Warm, your boyfriend is going to suffer. My Third Brother will beat him up. " Ding Xiaming waved his fist excitedly towards the stage.

"But he can't even see …" Wen Nuan frowned.

"I can't see my second brother here. My second brother will guide him." You have never seen him fight before. You will know how powerful he is once you see him fight with your own eyes. " Ding Xiaming said with full of confidence.

She was wearing sunglasses and a mask, and she was in the pose of being a big star. Wen Nuan was actually feeling rather uncomfortable sitting with her as the eyes of the man who came over were glued onto their faces.

After a sharp whistle, Ding Xiaming jumped up and rushed to the stage and shouted, "Third Brother, you can do it!"

Wen Nuan was very worried, he could not see it, and did not see how he was going to fight, was he not looking to fight? Even if there was someone by his side pointing him in a direction, would that be faster than Fu Ye's fists? She unconsciously frowned, her gaze chasing after Chi Jingshen.

Chi Jingshen was like a leopard. He avoided every time Fu Ye punched, and suddenly found an opportunity. The fist that returned to Fu Ye was fast and sharp, forcing Fu Ye to slow down and block.

"Look, my Third Brother is so powerful." Ding Xiaming shook Wen Nuan's shoulders excitedly, with a few big steps, he ran to the side of the arena and shouted at the people inside to cheer for him.

Wen Nuan also could not hold it in anymore and anxiously chased after Chi Jingshen's figure.

Fu Ye's punches were also not bad. They were filled with vigor, and did not give way to Chi Jingshen at all because he could not see them at all. Suddenly, he found an opportunity, he jumped up high and smashed down towards Chi Jingshen's face.

With this punch, Chi Jingshen's nose was crooked!

Chi Jingshen leaned back, raised his arm to block Fu Ye's heavy strike, took the opportunity to grab his arm, and threw him over his shoulder.

"Fu Ye's kickboxing skills are getting better and better." a man whispered from the side.

"Isn't Chi Jingshen blind? She can still fight." The other took over.

After lying on the ground for a few seconds, he jumped up again and rushed towards Chi Jingshen. He had lost face and was determined to make a comeback, so this time his punch was more ferocious than before.

Wen Nuan held onto the rope tightly, he could not hold back and shouted, "Be careful!"

Chi Jingshen tilted his head, and quickly used his arm to block the elbow that was about to hit him.

If the kick landed, Fu Ye's ribs would definitely be broken. He would have to lie in the hospital for at least ten days to half a month!

At this moment, the door of the boxing arena opened and a few more people came in. They were all wearing blue shirts and they quickly moved towards the boxing arena. Their eyes were all staring at the two people fighting on the stage.

Chi Jingshen's movements slowed down because of the arrival of these few people. Fu Ye's fist landed on his shoulder, causing him to retreat a few steps, bumped into the protective rope behind him, and bounced a few times.

"Sigh, I'm blind after all. I can't even dodge that!" The few young men beside him began discussing once more.

Ding Zhennan who was standing beside Wen Nuan suddenly frowned, and said softly: "Why did he give Fu Ye a punch? If it were before, he would definitely not be willing to let anyone hit him."

Was Chi Jingshen giving way? Wen Nuan did not know what kind of fist technique was good, but Chi Jingshen could not see it, so what could Fu Ye do, what was good about it?

She went up to look at Chi Jingshen's injuries, but Ding Xiaming pushed her away, and nimbly went up to support Chi Jingshen, roaring at him, "Hey, how can you bully people? Third Brother only wants to play with you, you actually dare to play with me. "

"Play?" Fu Ye's face changed, hot sweat trickling down his forehead. His right hand was obviously unable to lift it, and when Chi Jingshen threw it back over his shoulder, she almost broke his arm!