Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

"He Chengfeng, are you really capable?"

Seeing He Chengfeng about to go on stage to box, Shen Lijuan looked at him with worry in her eyes.

That ring was for bare-knuckle fighting, and there were no rules or restrictions, which was really too dangerous, and she was quite worried.

"What kind of talk is that? A man can't say he can't!"

He Chengfeng smiled easily, handed over the belt and dagger to Shen Lijuan for safekeeping, and then reached out and pinched her chin, a rather frivolous gesture.

Strangely, despite his lewd behavior, Shen Lijuan was not angry at all. Instead, she rolled her eyes at him and showed a rare coquettish look.

Upon seeing Shen Lijuan's alluring demeanor, He Chengfeng's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "Why am I acting up again? Why am I teasing this girl? Don't you even know how charming you are? Those taut muscles of yours are practically bewitching her!"

He didn't dare to look Shen Lijuan in the eye and quickly turned around and walked towards the boxer registration table.

The host at the registration desk was a blonde, blue-eyed, fair-skinned, and beautiful sexy Western woman. She was nearly 1.7 meters tall, and when she wore high heels, she was almost the same height as He Chengfeng.

The woman had a fantastic figure, with long legs and a slender waist. She wore a wine-red, fitted long dress with a slit that went up to her thighs, revealing dazzling white skin.

Furthermore, she perfectly showcased the immense bosom of Western women; her breasts swayed so much that she nearly bumped into someone.

He Chengfeng stepped forward and said in English that he wanted to sign up for the boxing match.

"Hua Guoren?" The beautiful woman, upon seeing his Asian face, actually spoke to him in Chinese.

He Chengfeng was delighted and his impression of her improved considerably.

"Hello, I am indeed Chinese. My name is He Chengfeng. May I ask your name, beautiful lady?" He Chengfeng shook hands with the beautiful lady in a gentlemanly manner.

"My name is Eve, you can just call me Afu," Eve said with a smile, her eyes crinkling as she looked He Chengfeng up and down. She noticed that although he was rather thin, he had well-defined muscles, very much like Bruce Lee. What was even more interesting was that He Chengfeng's features were softer than Bruce Lee's, making him look even more handsome. Moreover, when he looked at people, his eyes held a strange depth of feeling that made one's heart race.

He Chengfeng didn't notice anything unusual about Eveka. He simply gave her a thumbs up and praised her, "Your Chinese is really good, and your name sounds like the daughter of the president of the United States."

"Haha, you mean Ivanka, right?" Eveka covered her mouth and laughed, saying smugly, "You're right, that's my sister."

"Really?" He Chengfeng's eyes lit up in surprise.

"Just kidding, I'm not that lucky." Eveka gave a wry smile, smoothing her long blonde hair with a touch of self-pity. Then, she posed with one hand on her slender waist, squinting as she asked He Chengfeng, "Although my life isn't good, my figure and looks are no worse than hers, don't you think, dear Mr. He Chengfeng?"

He Chengfeng looked Eve up and down, and couldn't help but swallow.

It has to be admitted that this foreign woman has a truly amazing figure, and her looks are also stunning, especially her bright blue eyes, long eyelashes, and the way she squints at people, which gives off a strangely seductive vibe.

"That's absolutely true, Miss Ifka is a hundred times more beautiful than the president's daughter!" He Chengfeng gave Ifka a thumbs up again.

"Giggle giggle—"

Ifka blushed and laughed heartily at his praise.

She couldn't help but reach out and put her hand on He Chengfeng's shoulder, exclaiming, "Mr. He, you are truly the most discerning Chinese person I have ever met. I am very happy to have met you, and I hope to have the opportunity to have in-depth exchanges with you in the future."

As Eve was speaking, a card suddenly appeared in her hand.

She slipped the card into He Chengfeng's shirt pocket, her slender fingers greedily caressing his muscular chest a few times before leaning close to his ear and whispering, "My phone number is on the card, along with my private room at the hotel. Remember to come find me, okay?"

"Well, let's talk about it later."

He Chengfeng smiled awkwardly, finding it hard to resist the enthusiasm and uninhibitedness of the foreign beauty.

This is way too direct and fast! We just exchanged a couple of words, and then we hit it off. After that, we immediately went to the room to talk in detail?

Do these people abroad have any sense of morality at all? They seem like mere shells driven by desire.

"By the way, beautiful Ms. Ifka, I'm actually here to sign up for the boxing match."

He Chengfeng got back to the main point, smiling as he looked at Eve: "What are the requirements for participating?"

"Oh, really?" Ifa looked at He Chengfeng in disbelief, her eyes shining with surprise. "You really want to participate in the boxing match? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?"

"Wounds are a man's glory and medals," He Chengfeng said with a smirk, his expression full of confidence and arrogance.

"He Chengfeng, you are truly the most charming man I have ever met!"

Ifka was moved by what he said.

Then she turned around and took a number plate from the box on the table, handed it to He Chengfeng, and said to him, "There is a $100 registration fee to participate, but this money is on me, so you can participate for free."

"Thank you, you're so kind and beautiful inside and out," He Chengfeng said, taking the number plate and asking, "Can I enter the competition directly with this plate?"

"Of course," Eveka nodded, then called over a burly, fair-skinned man behind her and asked him to take He Chengfeng to the competition.

The burly man looked He Chengfeng up and down with a disdainful expression, but still led him toward the center of the arena.

"Wait a moment."

He Chengfeng had only taken a few steps when Eve called him back.

"Beautiful lady, is there anything else you need?" He Chengfeng turned to look at Eve, his expression somewhat puzzled.

"Music can be played during the match," Eve said, stepping aside to reveal the karaoke screen behind her. "My dear Mr. He Chengfeng, would you like me to play a song just for you?"

"What kind of music is there?" He Chengfeng asked curiously.

"There are many, including Chinese ones. Why don't you choose one yourself?" Eveka gestured for him to select a song.

He Chengfeng thought for a moment, then went over to take a look, and finally casually selected the DJ version of "I Loved Yesterday to Death".

Upon seeing the song He Chengfeng had chosen, Eve's eyes lit up again. Looking at him emotionally, she said, "Mr. He Chengfeng, I never expected you to like this song too. I feel more and more that we resonate on a spiritual level!"

"You actually like this song?" He Chengfeng looked at Eve with some surprise.

Eveka nodded: "Not only do I like it, I can sing too. When you go on stage later, I'll personally sing along for you. I wish my brave Mr. He Chengfeng a resounding victory!"

"Thank you!" He Chengfeng looked at Eve, nodded vigorously, and then decisively turned and went into the arena.

The boxing ring was empty at this moment; the previous boxing match had already ended, and this was the halftime break.

As He Chengfeng entered, the host enthusiastically introduced him, saying that he was a martial arts master with extraordinary fighting skills.

Then he introduced his opponent, a burly, fair-skinned man weighing nearly 200 pounds.

The burly man had long, disheveled hair, triangular eyes, and thick lips, making him look like a savage.

Seeing the huge difference in size between the two, the onlookers couldn't help but boo at He Chengfeng.

He Chengfeng remained unmoved, put on his gloves, and calmly walked to the center of the field in a white shirt and black trousers.

The burly, fair-skinned man grinned and stepped forward, clenching his fists.

The two stood two meters apart, about to start a fight.

Just then, passionate music began to play, accompanied by a woman's powerful singing voice.

"Giving up is simpler than deception... I loved yesterday to death... My vows will shatter your face..."

The woman's singing voice was so beautiful that it drew everyone's attention.

He Chengfeng couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound and was shocked to find that Eve was actually holding a microphone and singing "I Loved Yesterday".

Her voice is very similar to that of Li Lifen, who sang "I Love the Country More Than the Beauty"—high-pitched and passionate, yet not heavy and steady; listening to her is simply a pleasure.

"Love to Mr. He Qiang! My one and only Mr. He Qiang—WIN!"

Midway through her song, Eveka didn't forget to blow a kiss to He Chengfeng.

The woman's actions immediately aroused the emotions of the crowd in the boxing ring. Their gazes toward He Chengfeng were no longer just filled with contempt, but even hatred.

That damn yellow-skinned guy actually got the favor and a flying kiss from the most beautiful Ms. Eve! He's practically asking for death, he deserves to die a thousand times over!