President Daddy Super Awesome Chapter 1447

Chapter 1447 - Lifetime Compensation

Ye Yanxi stared at the word 'wife', and laughed dumbly for a while, then replied, "Alright, I'll wait for you, don't turn off your phone, I want to find you anytime."

"Alright!"

At this moment, in a boxing ring one hundred kilometers away, it was already lit up brightly and the monthly compet.i.tion was held. At this moment, in a boxing ring one hundred kilometers away, it was already lit up brightly and the monthly compet.i.tion was held.

In the lounge, the contestants beside were already preparing for the match. Everyone looked at each other as if they were looking at the enemy of the third time.

Just looking at it once more would be enough to arouse the other party's strong fighting spirit.

At this moment, the two compet.i.tors had already begun to make their moves. The organizers immediately sent people to pull the two people apart.

Shen Jie walked in and said to Feng Yeming who was resting with his eyes closed: "Krolly is here."

"Feng Yeming opened his eyes and two pairs of cold eyes glimmered with thick battle intent. "Alright, let's see how it goes tonight." Feng Yeming clenched his fists, which produced a cracking sound at the joints, causing a nearby thud to immediately stare, as he made contact with Feng Yeming's gaze.

Fear could clearly be seen in his eyes. This young man wasn't like those muscular, flesh-covered, and very thirsty thugs. He had a terrifying burst of strength.

It was 6: 30 in, and it started right on time. Feng Yeming held onto his number plate, and clapped his hands at Shen Jie: "Come in!"

Shen Jie looked at him worriedly. "If you can't hold on, don't hold on, I can take you away."

Feng Yeming smiled, "There is no 'failure' in my dictionary."

Shen Jie also smiled at him in a speechless manner, "Alright, you are the most arrogant person I have ever met."

At half past seven, two fights had begun. More than twenty fighters were divided into two groups. The strongest contestant was decided, and the final victor was decided.

Here, there was no such thing as a professional arena fight. Here, the fight would last until the end. There was no break in the middle of the match, and there was not even a bunch of people surrounding them to serve.

He could win, he could die, or he could give up. He could give the organizers a hundred dollars' worth of money, but in the end, he had nothing.

Others only wanted money, Feng Yeming only wanted to join Lao Ke's organisation.

The fight between 8: 30 and 9 o'clock was Feng Yeming's battlefield. This man who had bronze colored skin and a handsome Asian face immediately garnered everyone's attention as soon as he entered the arena. It was because he managed to cause two partic.i.p.ants to step down in less than 10 minutes.

His body emitted a kind of wisdom and ruthlessness. This was not something that could be practiced on the boxing ring.

It was as if he could deal with those thugs who were specially created to fight in the arena. At that moment, there was a man below the stage who acted as if he was avenging his little brother, holding a rod, and was about to step onto the stage to take revenge. Feng Yeming seized the chance and immediately beat him up, showing his ruthlessness and inhumane side.

What Lao Ke liked the most were thugs who had lost their humanity, because this kind of people could accomplish great things.

Seated in the first row was Lao Ke, who was in his forties. His eyes were already filled with interest towards the Asian man on the stage.

He already had a Shen Jie in his hands, and at this moment, he saw another brave and invincible subordinate. He moved closer to one of his subordinates and whispered something.

The subordinate immediately nodded.

The final victory belonged to Feng Yeming. Although his body was covered with superficial wounds, they were not considered serious.

As for the man he beat to the ground, he broke a few of his ribs and left while holding his breath.

Shen Jie stood at the top, watching as Lao Ke's men went to find the off-stage Feng Yeming, he knew that there was hope.

Sure enough, when Feng Yeming stepped down from the stage, Lao Ke's men caught up. At that moment, Feng Yeming took the money from the organizer and used a method to count the amount of money he had, as if it was his life.

He also saw Lao Ke's people coming over, but he pretended to ignore them, as if his money was more important.

"Hi sir, if you need money, you can come with me. I guarantee that you will have more money than this arena battle."

"How many?" Ten times? " Feng Yeming turned around and asked while biting on his sugar.

When the man saw that Feng Yeming was someone who could be controlled by his wealth, he immediately smiled mysteriously. "As long as you do well, it will be more than a hundred times."

Feng Yeming immediately opened his eyes wide, "A hundred times? "You're sure."

"Come with me to meet my boss!"

Feng Yeming immediately followed along, his eyes filled with a greedy aura.

Finally, he was brought in front of Lao Ke, who immediately stood up and said, "My name is Lao Ke, I work in the arms business, are you interested in partic.i.p.ating in my business?"

Feng Yeming's eyes lit up, but he looked at him with extreme vigilance, "What do you want me to do for you?"

"Do what you're most adept at. You can even kill people and set fires. And the money you get is more than a hundred times what you get from here."

Feng Yeming immediately pretended to be attracted, "I need money, are you sure you can give me that much?"

"Do you need money anywhere?"

"I have a sister with cancer who is abroad and desperately needs money to save her life."

What Lao Ke liked the most was to be loyal to his subordinates, and Feng Yeming needed money to make the best use of him.

"Come with me tonight, I'll arrange your living quarters."

"No need, I rented a house and like living alone. Just tell me when I can work."

Lao Ke squinted his eyes, "Give him your name card, tomorrow morning, report the address to him, you will have a job."

With that, Lao Ke led his people and left.

Around ten o'clock, Shen Jie drove him back to the residential area, and when they arrived at Shen Jie's house, he gave the car to Feng Yeming, "This is the car I bought this morning, and no one knows that it's my car. Take it!"

Feng Yeming sat in the car, looked at the brightly lit room, and quickly a woman walked out. She held one in her arms, and led another to welcome Shen Jie.

Shen Jie carried his eldest son and went in.

A hint of warmth flowed through the bottom of Feng Yeming's heart. He now understood what Shen Jie wanted to risk his life for.

Love, duty.

Since eight, she had been a little anxious because Feng Yeming had not returned yet.

She had used all her patience to wait for him. If he didn't come back, she would go out and find someone.

Just as she was about to run out of patience, she heard someone opening the door. Ye Yanxi slightly raised her voice and asked: "Who is it?"

"It's me." A low and familiar voice sounded, causing her heart to be at ease.

Opening the door, in the bright light, she saw a man walk in. His face was painted, and he smelled of sweat and complexity, like someone who had just returned from a war.

"You …" Ye Yanxi's eyes reddened, where did this man go?

Her heart ached, and she wanted to immediately rush over to hug him. However, Feng Yeming smiled and pushed her, "Wait for me to finish showering before carrying me. My body is dirty, I don't want to touch you."

"Where did you go?" Ye Yanxi asked directly.

"I'll tell you after the shower." With that said, Feng Yeming picked up his clothes and walked towards the bathroom.

Ye Yanxi's heartstrings were taut as she quietly waited for him to come out.

Twenty minutes later, the man who had washed himself clean returned to his original handsome appearance. Ye Yanxi immediately went forward and hugged him.

Feng Yeming lowered his head and kissed her hair, "I'm fine."

"You went to fight?"

"He went to the arena battle to attract the attention of Lao Ke, the arms dealer. Now, I have successfully entered the arena and become one of his henchmen."

Ye Yanxi slightly widened her eyes, staring at him with some anger, "You actually didn't tell me this morning."

"I'm afraid you'll stop me." Feng Yeming stooped down and ingratiatingly kissed her face and hair.

Ye Yanxi raised her head, and angrily punched him in the chest.

"Hiss …" The man immediately feigned pain to show his weakness, as if he was begging for love.

As expected, there was no anger in Ye Yanxi's eyes, she only felt pain in her heart and quickly supported him, "Where's the injury? Is it serious? "Quick, let me take a look."

Feng Yeming immediately smiled, and pointed to a few areas where the pain was, "Here, here."

"Sit down, I'll get you some hot water to apply and some medicine."

Feng Yeming sat down obediently and helped him sleep. As he looked at his bruises, the mist in her eyes surged, but, at this moment, her heart was not weak either. She was even more determined to be by his side, accompany him when he was injured, or at least be able to apply medicine for him and accompany him.

"Yan Xi, after we succeed this time, I will definitely make it up to you." Feng Yeming's heart ached as well. He wanted her to accompany him in this war-torn country to suffer.

"Alright, I'll take your life to compensate me." Ye Yanxi laughed.