Super Master

Qiu Jianhao said and then waved to Yue Feng, who was following behind him.    

"Yue Feng, follow closely. This is not a company, so you can't act arrogantly."    

Qiu Shuya said.    

Seeing Yue Feng looking left and right with a carefree expression, she felt a wave of dissatisfaction.    

Yue Feng did not say anything, but his gaze was focused on the arena.    

At this moment, the competition on the stage had reached its climax. One of them was a bare-chested man with many wounds on his body and a bruise on his chest.    

As for the other short-haired man, he wasn't much better off. One of his teeth had been knocked out, and there was quite a bit of blood at the corner of his mouth.    

"Hurry, kill him!"    

"I bet you twenty thousand yuan, don't give me the cold!"    

The people below the stage continued to shout.    

On the stage, the people below were also betting on their wager.    

"Yue Feng, since you also know martial arts, why don't we have a fight?"    

Qiu Jianhao suddenly said.    

"Play what?"    

Yue Feng asked.    

"I bet fifty thousand here, I bet that the short-haired man will win. "How about it?"    

Qiu Jianhao laughed.    

"I don't want to gamble."    

Yue Feng shook his head.    

In reality, tens of thousands of dollars was meaningless to him.    

"What is it? You didn't bring any money, did you? "    

Qiu Shihao said.    

"Oh, I forgot. You are no longer working in the Nine Prefectures. Your current job's salary shouldn't be that high, right? "    

Lu Hua said.    

He knew that Yue Feng worked as a waitress in the bar, so he guessed that Yue Feng's salary wouldn't be high.    

Otherwise, Yue Feng would not have said these words at this time.    

"Oh? "Where is Yue Feng working now?"    

Qiu Shihao asked, seemingly interested in Yue Feng's work.    

"Nothing, I was just casually eating outside."    

Yue Feng waved his hand.    

These days, no matter who Yue Feng bumped into, the moment he came here he would ask about his background. Yue Feng was already immune to it and was no longer interested in talking about his work at this time.    

However, in their eyes, Yue Feng's words were said to avoid embarrassing words.    

Qiu Shuya smiled and said,    

"How about this, I'll lend you twenty thousand first. If you win, return it to me. If you lose, just leave it to me."    

Qiu Shuya said, seemingly very magnanimous.    

"No need, but I'm not too optimistic about your bro wanting to pressure the buzz cut man."    

Yue Feng said.    

"Oh? "What do you mean?"    

Hearing Yue Feng's words, Qiu Shihao's interest was piqued.    

"It's nothing, just intuition."    

Yue Feng smiled and looked towards the stage.    

Right now, the battle on the stage was still very exciting. The two men clashed, and their bodies were stained with blood.    

The short-haired man's attack was very fierce. His two fists rained down on his opponent.    

As for the bare-chested man, he retreated several steps and retaliated from time to time.    

"Intuition?"    

Hearing this, Qiu Jianhao sneered.    

Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to see that the bare-chested man on the stage was at the end of his rope.    

As for the short-haired man, his fierce offensive was not the least bit reduced. As long as it continued like this, it would only be a matter of time before he won.    

"Yue Feng, I have been practicing martial arts for more than twenty years. I can clearly see the situation on that stage."    

Qiu Shihao said.    

"Un, Yue Feng, is your intuition working? Why don't you analyze it for us? What's wrong with my brother's judgement? "    

Qiu Shuya said with a look of disdain on her face.    

If Yue Feng could say a word or two, that would be fine too.    

Intuition, isn't intuition just making wild guesses?