Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Why does this sound a bit strange? Is there some ambiguity?

Feng Yi couldn't make Mu Jing relent even if he said it, so he could only do the next best thing and said, "If it weren't for Shi Fei, if someone else had won a ten-game winning streak with some water, would you come forward?"

"Won't."

Mu Jing did not avoid his eyes, as if to let him know that she was not joking, and said with a very firm attitude: "Fighting with trash is just a waste of my time. Are you asking a lion to step on ants?"

...It's too crazy.

"I'll pay you, will you go?"

"How many?"

"Thirty percent?"

Mu Jing raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?"

"...50%?"

There was no way, since Mu Jing's appearance, many people wanted to watch her fight.

It was just to whet her appetite before, but then she went on a mission, and then...

All in all, she didn't appear again for about ten days, which caused a lot of punters to disappear from the boxing ring. Even the big guys from Area A just sent their underlings to squat on her, and they had no interest in other boxers with some ability. This also caused him to lose a lot of income.

Although his position is not high, he still has so many people to support, and he has to bow his head and ask for help.

Originally, he calculated that he could make a lot of money from the fight with Shi Fei, so he set up the arena outside. Who knew that she did not appear in person, but only sent a younger brother up, and the younger brother directly beat him to death? .

Although there is some water in the ten-game winning streak, Shi Fei's own strength is really not weak.

Feng Yi, who was in a complicated mood, looked at Mu Jing and said, "You're not satisfied with even 50%? You don't want 70%, right?"

Mu Jing smiled and said nothing.

Feng Yi's brain is going to explode. If he takes 30%, won't his little brothers eat shit if they follow him? !

"How about 60%? I still have hundreds of people to support. If I take 30%, why don't they all run away?"

"Can."

Mu Jing did not intend to push Feng Yi too hard, "In a week, you will make a publicity."

"It's agreed, don't change your mind at the last moment!"

Feng Yi couldn't believe she agreed.

Mu Jing said calmly: "No."

Boom boom.

There was a knock on the door.

Prince Qiu and Yin Ze appeared one after another with A4 papers, walked to both sides behind her, and then simultaneously sent a thousand-word review to her.

She used both hands. After taking it, she glanced at it casually and saw that Prince Qiu's copy had a lot of English words written on it, and said, "Are you trying to make up the numbers with English?"

"No~ I just couldn't think of how to write that word at the moment, so I used English instead~"

He directly returned the A4 paper to him and said, "Zhou Qiyang has a dictionary there, check it out."

"..." Even cheating is not allowed?

Prince Qiu looked unhappy and went to his neighbor to find Zhou Qiyang, while Mu Jing was reviewing Yin Ze's self-reflection letter. The handwriting was neat and the edges were not sharp. They looked cute together, but The signature was sharp and sharp, and the last stroke was a little hesitant, as if he didn't expect that his signature would be exposed.

She didn't care why he deliberately changed a relatively cute font to write his review, but it had to be said that in order to hide the other side, he was quite strict.

"The handwriting is good."

Praise him first, and then say: "But do you really realize your mistake?"

"You shouldn't hit him." You should just stab him with a knife.

Regardless of the presence of outsiders, he admitted his mistake calmly.

"It seems he didn't realize it."

"...?"