Chapter 363 The Beast in the Cage
Subconsciously remembering the time of training, Su Yu shivered and shrank his neck weakly: "I don't mean that."
Wen Yao next to him shook his head with a smile, and complained: "You bastard!"
So, Su Yu became the second person in the room to be laughed at.
The weird atmosphere that had been frozen at the beginning was suddenly washed away, and the teenagers did not have the silence they had at the beginning. You started talking one sentence at a time.
"Come on, you're not much better!"
"Brother Yu, we all saw it, and you still want to deny it?"
"You owe a beating?"
"Don't talk about Brother Yu, did you see that his nostrils are venting?"
For a while, the atmosphere was quite good.
Even Jun Gu, who was sitting quietly watching how Gong Jiuhan dealt with these guys, slightly curled the corners of his lips.
Su Yu saw it with sharp eyes, and something flashed in his mind, and he suddenly turned to Consultant Jun: "Boss, did you know about the coach from the beginning?"
Gong Jiuan also turned to look at the person, obviously curious about it.
Jun Gu, who was caught by the cue, was not frightened, and shook his head calmly: "No."
People breathed a sigh of relief, but it's okay, their boss is the one who was cheated, and they and the boss are the same existence, so it's not sad to think about it.
However, Jun Gu spoke slowly again:
"That is, she has only been here for a few days, so I know."
I don't know if the members were surprised, even Gong Jiuhan was somewhat surprised.
In this way, Jun Gu knew about her illness from a long time ago, no wonder she became ill later on, and he didn't ask anything, and he didn't find it strange.
"I'll go, then boss, you still get the overlord contract to lure the coach into the ring to play? Haven't you thought about today?"
Wen Yao is a little puzzled, why Jun Gu, who has always been clear about it, chooses to do this when he knows it.
Is it just pity?
Brows lightly moved, Jun Gu's expression was very stable and indifferent, he looked at Gong Jiu silently, his thin lips curled up slightly: "She should have stood in the ring, illness is not the reason to stop her."
No one has stipulated that people with such a disease cannot play on stage, even if this is the default rule.
But it is not expressly stipulated.
And Gong Jiuhan is not a lunatic, she just has something wrong in her brain, and since he knew this person, Gong Jiuhan has never let this thing dominate her.
Except for passive ones, of course.
Gong Jiuhan was a little surprised that Jun Gu would say that, inexplicably, something moved in his heart, as if he was walking with warmth.
Jun Gu's words silenced the teenagers for a moment. It is undeniable that what he said was indeed good.
"Then... Coach, how did you get this disease?"
It was Tang Yi who asked this question. After thinking about it again and again, he still raised his hand to signal, and asked with his head shrunk.
He just finished speaking, and the people who were still teasing each other just now fell silent, and those who were close reached out and patted him.
"What the **** question are you asking? Looking for a fight?"
If you suffer from other illnesses, it’s okay, you can ask no questions, but Gong Jiuan suffers from mental illness. Although I don’t know what kind of disease it is, I generally reject this kind of topic.
After all, this is tantamount to letting people expose their pain points—people who can suffer from mental illness are people with pain points.
"Huh? So early?"
they exclaimed.
What happened to contract such a disease at such a young age?
Wen Yao, who reacted the most to the illness incident, also pursed his lips and remained silent at the moment, his brows were furrowed, full of mixed feelings.
Jun Gu curled up his fingertips resting on his knees. Hearing Gong Jiu's calm and calm words, he didn't know how he felt, and felt a little sour.
That seems to be distressed.
It seems dull and sad again.
"Then... is what that woman said today true?"
Although no one mentioned what happened at the press conference when they came back, everyone was quite curious about it.
Ye Rumeng crossed her hands, looked at the boy, twirled her fingertips, and doubts flashed in her eyes.
The woman who rushed in madly, the hatred in her eyes did not seem to be fake.
But in their impression, Gong Jiuhan is a person who respects fighting very much, and it is impossible to do such a thing that hurts his life with black punches.
If not, what is hidden in it?
Gong Jiu paused while chewing on the candy. She guessed that this group of people would ask this question, she leaned lazily on the sofa, her eyes drooping slightly.
"Do you want to know if I have fought black punches? What that person said is right and wrong. Yes, I did fight black punches."
Accompanied by the young man's slow and slow words, the young men were all shocked.
The original fighting circle in the capital was not as clean and clear as it is now. The black boxing market almost covered the entire city culture centered on fighting.
Fighting is something that can easily stir up the excitement factor in the human body. It is full of blood and the most primitive brute force of human beings, making people addicted to gambling that is more addictive than drunkenness.
Gambling at the cost of your life.
It has no rules, except that weapons cannot be used. People who stand in the black boxing ring have only one purpose—to use all their abilities to defeat the opponent.
This contains a lot of brutal ways.
There are not a few fighting characters who died on this.
And this kind of aggressive scene has become the love of powerful people. With the betting of these people, the black boxing market has continued to expand, to the point where it is almost on par with normal fighting arenas.
For a while, black boxing was even a word that people took for granted.
Because black boxing has higher gold content than fighting arena, because if you win, you will get higher rewards.
So more and more people flood into the market and become slaves of money, betting their lives in exchange for stacks of red notes.
But this will not be a good thing for the owners of the black boxing arena. Along with people's desire for money, there is a serious loss of the staff in the arena.
This means that they will be in a kind of loss. Even if this loss is not worth mentioning compared to the profit, in their opinion, being pulled out of their hands is still a node that makes them unhappy.
Gong Jiu closed his eyes and clicked his tongue:
"Do you know that in the black boxing arena before, there was a kind of boxer called the beast in the cage?"
The woman's curse-like words sounded in her ears one after another, and the focus in her deep pupils gradually zoomed out, evoking the memories that were forcibly buried in the depths of the memory and covered with heavy dust.
"And I am such an existence."
A trapped beast-like existence.
Lost his freedom, was handcuffed with heavy shackles, and was like a trapped animal in the cage where his hands and feet could not be stretched. He tried his best to survive.
That was the darkest period of time for Ah Mu, compared to the darkness that was so breathless in the Institute of Genetics, because at least her existence in the Institute of Genetics is a person.
(end of this chapter)