The gymnasium fell silent, all eyes locked on Qin Feng.
Everyone had just seen Tony charging like a madman—they didn't even catch how Qin Feng made his move.
All they saw was Tony flying out, looking seriously hurt.
Those who'd lost their bets blushed red with anger, tossing water bottles and foul shoes onto the ring, all shouting, "It's rigged! Unfair!"
"Give our money back!"
"Refund us!"
"..."
The referee ignored them, and immediately declared Qin Feng the winner.
Qin Feng looked at the chaos in the arena and sighed, thinking he never wanted to get on the ring for the rest of his life.
Puwang, being the owner of the boxing ring, naturally didn't want things to go down like this.
Now that he and Shi Yong had made peace—even if Tony lost, he'd accept the outcome.
He raised his pistol and fired it into the air—"BANG!"—the noise shocked everyone into silence.
Puwang shouted at the crowd, "You bet, you lost—shut the fuck up and get the hell out of here, all of you!"
