Chapter 2 Rebirth from the ashes, the king meets the king

Author: Yirenhua

Chapter 2 Rebirth from the ashes, the king meets the king

Suburbs of Beijing.

The top underground boxing ring.

"Xiao Qiao, get up, get up and fight back!"

"Do you know how to fight? Call me back!!"

"What the hell! Damn it! I spent so much money on it, and ended up betting on a piece of trash!"

"Young man named Qiao, get off the stage! Get the hell off!!!"

In the best VIP position in the auditorium, Pei Yinan closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa in a lazy and relaxed posture.

His delicate and picturesque handsome face was outlined with heart-stirring lines by the dim light. The angry shouts around him made him frown and look impatient.

The piercing screams of abuse became more and more deafening. His thick, long and slightly curled eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up at any moment.

Listening to the noise in his ears, he raised his hand hanging by his side and subconsciously touched his heart where he had been shot several times. He always felt a dull pain coming from there.

When touched, it feels smooth and has a sticky warm feeling.

Pei Yinan opened his eyes suddenly, scanning the surroundings with murderous and cold eyes.

The familiar scene that caught his eye made him look stunned, and his brain was unable to think normally for a moment.

"Master Jiu, are you awake?" A sweet and artificial voice sounded in my ears.

Pei Yinan tilted his head stiffly, and a voluptuous face with heavy makeup came into his absent-minded eyes.

He exerted force on his hand and pushed the woman wrapped around his arm away without mercy.

"ah!!!"

The woman was pushed to the ground violently, and when her scantily clad body fell, the unopened wine on the table fell sideways with her panicked movements.

The heavily made-up face was washed away by the valuable wine flowing from the bottle on the table, and the woman's cheap makeup was ruined. She looked neither human nor ghost, embarrassed and unbearable.

Standing directly in front of Pei Yinan, an outstanding-looking young man with one hand on the guardrail slowly looked back when he heard the movement behind him.

Seeing Pei Yinan open his eyes, the man raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint smile on his face, holding the wine glass in his hand and walking towards him with steady steps.

When passing by the woman lying on the ground, the young man didn't even look at her. The level of indifference showed the woman's low status.

Shen Wenxuan walked to sit next to Pei Yinan and pointed at the short-haired female boxer in black on the ring.

He complained loudly: "Xiao Jiuye, we are in trouble this time! Xiao Qiao has been quite good in the past, but tonight he fell behind at the critical moment. It seems that Xiao Qiao will be wasted."

He didn't notice how stiff Pei Yinan's handsome face was under the dim light.

Wearing black and red boxing uniforms, two female boxers are fighting fiercely in the ring, surrounded by dark decorative backgrounds that highlight the aesthetics of violence.

Everyone in the audience was furious, or had ferocious twisted expressions full of excitement, all fell into Pei Yinan's dark eyes.

Everything here seemed so familiar to him, so familiar that it made him feel fearful and uneasy.

There was no response from Pei Yinan, and Shen Wenxuan didn't care.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the trembling woman who was lying on the ground, with a nasty smile on his face, and said in a sinister manner: "I thought she was a sensible person, but that's just it, get out of here!"

The woman shivered and immediately got up from the ground after hearing the last sentence.

She knelt at Pei Yinan's feet, nodded gratefully to Shen Wenxuan and said, "Thank you, Mr. Shen, thank you Master Jiu!"

After saying that, the man got up tremblingly and ran away towards the stairs.

After the woman left, Shen Wenxuan's eyes fell on his friend beside him, and he said in a teasing tone: "Master Jiu is angry? That woman must be new here and doesn't know the rules. How about we go up and wash her off?"

Who doesn't know that Pei Jiuye has always avoided women, especially in dirty places?

If he were touched by those women, his face would be so gloomy and scary that he would like to have all the skin on his body washed off.

Pei Yinan blinked for a long time, his eyes widened with soreness, and his clenched teeth were slightly loosened.

He groped for something on his body and replied in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, my head hurts a little."

He searched for his phone for a long time but couldn't find it. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated and his mood became anxious.

Only then did Shen Wenxuan notice that his face was too pale, and he frowned and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Pei Yinan said concisely and concisely: "Mobile phone."

"Who do you want to call?" Shen Wenxuan put down the wine glass in his hand, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it over: "Use mine first."

Pei Yinan paused and stared at the phone in his friend's hand. He hesitated for only two seconds before reaching out and grabbing it.

The phone screen lights up, displaying the precise time and date.

His hand holding the phone was shaking uncontrollably.

The date displayed on the phone was actually five years before his death!

Pei Yinan touched his chest with his other hand. There were no wounds penetrated by bullets, nor was there unstoppable blood seeping out.

Did he come back from the dead and go back to five years ago? Or was he having a nightmare?

If it was the former, it would be unbelievable, but the latter made his scalp numb even more.

Because everything that happened in the next five years, he remembered everything very clearly.

Pei Yinan closed his eyes forcefully to relieve the huge impact in his mind.

"Little Master Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

The more Shen Wenxuan looked at him, the more he felt that something was wrong with Pei Yinan. The relaxed look on his face faded, and his eyes were filled with worry and doubt.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man sitting in the corner of the sofa said in a bad tone: "What? Does Xiaojiu want to go back on his promise? If you lose today, you must keep your promise and give Xiao Qiao to me."

"Yo!" Before Pei Yinan could speak, the elegant Shen Wenxuan sitting next to him sneered and retorted: "The surname is Chen, Xiao Qiao is our Ninth Master's man, so I'll give it to you if you want it? What a shame!"

Listening to the same familiar conversation as in his previous life, Pei Yinan's handsome and absent-minded face showed a forbearing and restrained expression, with a dark and unclear light shining in his deep eyes.

The man sitting in the corner, obscured by the shadow, was still shouting: "We have been here all year round and we all know the rules. Tonight is Xiao Qiao's last game. If she loses, she will leave The Top."

The venue will not allow her to leave cleanly. No girl who wants to walk out from here is complete. Is it possible that Master Jiu will come in person tonight?"

Who doesn't know that Pei Jiuye is famous for being playful and very good at playing, but the only thing is that he never touches women.

It's okay to act on occasion, but if you really want to practice it, you're challenging his bottom line.

For this reason, many people speculated whether Pei Jiuye was incompetent, or how he could remain indifferent to the beauty.

Listening to the man surnamed Chen's shouting, Pei Yinan's face turned a little pale.

Everything in front of him was almost the same as what he remembered from his previous life.

Pei Yinan's emotions fell into a mess. His sinister eyes inadvertently raised and saw the female boxer in black fighting with her opponent on the ring.

The opponent's eyes were as ferocious and ferocious as a wolf, giving him a familiar feeling of déjà vu.
Chapter completed!