Chapter 61: Feng Ke does have a problem

Several people paused.
Sai Wenwen's reaction speed is really not like ordinary people.
Zhou Lingcai's eyes looked at Sai Wenwen at this moment, too.
When the girl transferred to school, he still wanted to chase him down, but it was a pity that Han Tian was spotted first, and Han Tian kept preventing him from letting him approach Saiwen.
Now there is another Tang Chi.
Of course Han Tian is not crooked, she just doesn't allow people like Zhou Lingcai to spoil her friends.
Zhou Lingcai broke free twice, but couldn't get away. Han Tian cast a glance at him next to him. It didn't seem surprising that he said softly, "Little Qi, leave him alone."
Sai Wen Wen just let go.
Before leaving, Han Tian laughed triumphantly, her face really made Zhou Lingcai angry.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Zhou Lingcai is in a bad mood now. The surrounding brothers glanced at each other, lowered their heads, and laughed in their hearts.
Zhou Lingcai is usually arrogant, but now that Han Tian is not showing his face in public, he must not be able to show his face.
He didn't dare to deal with Han Tian, ​​and it was up to Zhou Lingcai to really give up Tang Chi.

Tang Chi has also been very busy these days. She ran to the fighting hall whenever there was no class at school, and her physical strength had gradually returned.
She is really talented, and even this body exercises her physical fitness quickly.
In the past few days, she has gradually eaten more, but she has also been physically exhausted, but in this way, her figure has gradually grown to its previous size.
At least it doesn't look like a bamboo pole anymore.
She has grown flesh.
But the flesh of the big calf and the leg began to firm up, even if it is long flesh, it is not fat, but it looks more bumpy than before.
The eating aspect is temporarily not as strict as before, because it is in school and it is not convenient to prepare many professional foods.
She didn't have much contact with others. One afternoon, she ran into Ni Jieya back to the dormitory. The other party was holding a pile of books, and saw Tang Chi just sneered, and then went out again.
Tang Chi thinks she has something wrong.
It was on Thursday that Fang Cangmao called Tang Chi, sounding unhappy, with a sense of solemnity.
"You're right, Feng Ke is in contact with a person behind my back. That person is related to a foreign club. It doesn't look like he is about to quit."
Tang Chi smiled faintly: "Isn't that right? You have to know that foreign counterfeiting matches are much more serious than domestic ones."
It is not difficult to imagine why those people came into contact with Feng Ke.
"I have checked it for you. In the L9 league, although there were not many people who bet on Fengke's game, the people who pressed him were all 3-1. You know how big the loss is. His opponent won, at least one or two billion in the banker pool will be empty by then?"
Fang Cangmao's eyelids jumped wildly when Tang Chi said lightly.
There are more people in the fighting world who open bets. Because the amount involved is generally huge, it is not a regular betting market in China, but it is still hot.
A game like Feng Ke also has a total amount of several hundred million. Although not many are divided, if the odds are overwhelming, the dealer can make money.
Feng Ke's hard work is now only a few hundred thousand. Can you say he can't be tempted by tens or even hundreds of millions of funds?
If a fake match is not exposed, there won't be too many gamblers who can see the problem. When the time comes a few times, he can even quit the fighting world and spend the rest of his life carefree.