C325 Bet the treasure and decide the winner

As for Mu Qinghuan's competition, it seemed like she didn't even have a say in it, as she just stood there in shock!

Feng Cheng... What was he doing?

You're actually looking for someone to fight with?

Last night, Feng Cheng was on the set and didn't have a good rest. As he processed the documents, he paid attention to Mu Qinghuan, afraid that she would catch a cold on the carriage.

So, what energy did he have?

"You …" Without waiting for Mu Qinghuan to say anything, suddenly, Hei Juesi chuckled.

"Sure." Nodding his head, Hei Juesi actually agreed to Feng Cheng's challenge letter!

For men, violence was the most primitive form of pillaging.

But it was also the fastest way.

"F * ck …" In Mu Qinghuan's heart, there were thousands of mud horses roaring.

"What do you think?" With that, Hei Juesi looked at Mu Qinghuan.

"…" Shrugging her shoulders, Mu Qinghuan felt speechless.

Since these two men decided to spar, did she really have the right to speak?

Other than Mu Qinghuan, everyone else looked like they were watching a show.

"The competition between Fourth Brother and Young Master is something that is hard to come by. Come, come, everyone come and bet on the treasure. Sun Ziyang was not only planning to watch the show, he also wanted to earn a lot of money.

"…" Everyone looked like they had seen ghosts as they pointed at Sun Ziyang and discussed, saying that he did not have sharp eyes, the entire A City was under the control of the Fourth Brother, Sun Ziyang this guy, obviously waiting for the Fourth Brother to lose, isn't that seeking death?

"I bet a thousand on Fourth Brother winning!" As soon as the director finished speaking, everyone in the crew began to clamor, all of them betting on their treasures.

It was unknown whether it was because it thought too highly of Feng Cheng, or because of the obscene might of the Fourth Brother …

Ninety percent of the spectators bet on Feng Cheng winning!

From the looks of the scene, it was as if Feng Cheng had already won!

"I bet on Fourth Brother." Tina was naturally sensitive to Grandpa Mao and would never miss a show.

Furthermore, Sun Ziyang had suppressed Hei Juesi. In terms of probability, she should've bet on Feng Cheng.

"Of the two of you, one of you will definitely win! Therefore, this bet was basically a scam between you two! " This rich couple are really something, Mu Qinghuan rubbed her glabella.

"What do you think? If you're willing to bet, you can admit defeat!" Sun Ziyang laughed like a blooming flower. If Hei Juesi won, then he would earn a ton.

"Yeah, yeah." Tina agreed.

"You guys have already refreshed. The word 'shameless'." Mu Qinghuan smiled faintly.

"Mu Qinghuan, who do you want to win?" Before the fight started, Hei Juesi suddenly asked Mu Qinghuan.

Why don't you bring it up?

Mu Qinghuan did not move an inch, but she could still feel the cold and charming gaze from behind, always sweeping towards her.

Feng Cheng froze, and waited for Mu Qinghuan's answer!

In the end, Mu Qinghuan only spat out two words, "Do your best."

"Mu Qinghuan, you have to bet on it!" Sun Ziyang emphasized.

Mu Qinghuan felt her scalp tingling, "I don't like gambling."

"No way, you're the main character in this show. If you don't bet on it, then it would be boring!" Sun Ziyang was excited.

"You're so annoying. You won't die if you earn less, right?" Mu Qinghuan felt around her pockets. Luckily she had no money, so she didn't bet on it.

"Mu Qinghuan, I will win." It was a sexy laugh, Feng Cheng was being too conceited!

"Oh, really?" With a smirk on her lips, Mu Qinghuan ripped the necklace off her neck, "I bet on Hei Juesi … "Victory!"

Suddenly, the air became thin!

"Beautiful." Hei Juesi shot Mu Qinghuan a bewitching look.

Feng Cheng's eyes suddenly darkened, "Mu Qinghuan, wait and see."

Hearing that, Mu Qinghuan felt goosebumps all over her body.

Turning his head, Feng Cheng allowed the management to put on the boxing gloves. His silent posture made him want to vent all the anger in his heart onto Hei Juesi!

"Fourth Brother, we should get to know each other earlier because I also like violence." After donning the gloves, Hei Juesi lazily walked onto the stage.

"It's not too late." threw his head back. His deep eyes were already filled with ridicule and ridicule, there was no way he would lose to Hei Juesi.

Because, this was a gamble involving Mu Qinghuan!

Two men punching each other, each with their own fists.

At the start, Feng Cheng had already taken off his shirt, so he might as well take it off!

Below the stage, the ladies were praising Fourth Brother's good figure.

"I really love appearances." Wiping the corner of his mouth, Hei Juesi did not mind at all!

"Or you, too." After pausing for a moment, Feng Cheng also wanted to see just who had the better figure.

"Sure." Without saying a word, the moment Hei Juesi lifted the corner of his clothes, his face suddenly turned vigilant, "Fourth Brother, you wouldn't be using a sneak attack, right?"

"Heh." He really underestimated Feng Cheng. Even though he was playing tricks, it was not enough for him. In front of everyone and in front of Mu Qinghuan, if not, his image would be at a lower level than it could be.

When Hei Juesi revealed his eight abdominal muscles, the women below the stage started to boil once again.

"Qinghuan, you have good eyes this time." Sun Ziyang gave a thumbs up.

"Cut the crap." Tina pushed Sun Ziyang away, and then looked at Mu Qinghuan seriously, "Do you really hope that Fourth Brother will lose?"

"He made this competition first." Mu Qinghuan crossed her arms. She wanted to see how Feng Cheng would resolve this matter.

"Actually, everyone hopes for you to be happy, happy, and that's enough." In Tina's eyes, that bit of light flowed out, and Mu Qinghuan laughed happily!

"Urghhh!" Abruptly getting beaten up on the ground, Hei Juesi couldn't help but moan. He half knelt on the ground, his hands tightly holding onto the position of his lower abdomen, the pain was unbearable.

Feng Cheng's moves were deadly, they were not sparring at all, but to kill him … Hei Juesi.

"— Hei Juesi!" No matter how awesome Feng Cheng was, he was still a businessman. But Hei Juesi, he was the big brother of the underworld, how could he be so weak?

"Are you okay?" Her voice revealed her worry, just as Mu Qinghuan opened her mouth, Feng Cheng's eyes became heavy again. Just as she was about to smash her fist into the black lord's head, she immediately retracted it.

Sensing the opportunity, Hei Juesi curled his lips. Not only did he stand up, he even punched towards Feng Cheng!

"Hiss — —" He did not dodge, and leaned against the spring fence, ignoring the fists, he focused on Mu Qinghuan who was below the stage!

Suddenly, he felt sarcastic. What was the point of this match?

If she wanted to, she would worry about him for a while …

Even if he was knocked to the ground, it didn't matter!

Hei Juesi once again punched it down, and kicked it.

"Ugh …" As he knelt down on the ground, Feng Cheng lowered his head and curled his lips in disdain.

"Fourth Brother... Fourth Brother, do your best! " Similar cheers resounded in his ears.

However, what Feng Cheng wanted, was not the others.

But, her feelings towards him … Worry.