ntelligence was inferior to Cao Fang's, but he really couldn't figure out what kind of relationship Huo Mingzheng and Fu Yan would develop into.......As soon as Fu Yan arrived at the company, her assi...When Qin Heng arrived at the boxing gym, Huo Mingzheng was beating the man in front of him to the ground. Although he was standing, his situation wasn't much better than his opponent's.

His cheeks were bruised with three purple-red marks on each side. His left corner of the mouth was broken, and blood dripped from his lips. He was drenched in sweat, as though he had just been washed. His short hair was soaked with sweat, like strands of steel needles glinting coldly.

Qin Heng couldn't help but shiver.

He knows Huo Mingzheng's level.

He honed his skills in today's ten-event decathlon all because of the kidnapping incident when he was thirteen.

After being kidnapped, Huo Mingzheng suffered from serious psychological issues. Experts in various fields visited his home to treat him, but the results were minimal.

He couldn't integrate into school life and get along peacefully with his classmates. At that time, Qin Heng, who was in the same class as him, had endless fights with him every day.

The Huo family wasn't afraid of not being able to financially support Huo Mingzheng, but since he himself requested to leave school, the Huo family had no choice but to hire a tutor to teach him at home, from middle school all the way through university.

But Huo Mingzheng's psychological problems prevented him from living and learning like a normal person. Design, swimming, fencing, boxing, racing... all of these were learned during those years. Only by venting his excess energy could he achieve a balance between his body and mind.

Day after day, coupled with Huo Mingzheng's unparalleled athletic talent, he practiced every sport to the extreme, comparable to a professional level.

Boxing is also one of his strengths.

It's impossible to be hurt this badly.

He asked Cao Fang about it and realized that the person had already changed. That is to say, Huo Mingzheng intended to use a rotating battle strategy until he himself fell.

"Why didn't you pull me along" he said anxiously.

Cao Fang's face grew serious. "Doctor Qin, if only I could hold on..."

Qin Heng frowned and sighed, "I was wrong to blame you. You really couldn't hold back."

Not to mention Cao Fang, even he couldn't be sure of pulling Huo Mingzheng away. At this time, besides Fu Yan, no one else could do it.

Thinking of this, Qin Heng walked to a secluded corner and called Fu Yan's phone.

At this juncture, regardless of the circumstances, Huo Mingzheng's physical exhaustion could seriously harm his body. The potential consequences were too terrible to contemplate.

He kept waiting until the phone call automatically disconnected, but Fu Yan still didn't pick up.

Qin Heng's breath sank.

I threw another one, but no one caught it.

He frowned, listening to the countdown on the stage. Suddenly, the man who had been knocked down flipped over and lunged at Huo Mingzheng with a fist!

Qin Heng's hairs stood on end, and he instinctively called out, "A-Zheng!"

Huo Mingzheng dodged the opponent's punch with a flash.

However, his body crashed into the railing. His already exhausted body could no longer hold up and he slid downwards.

Huo Mingzheng knelt on one knee, one hand wearing boxing gloves supporting him on the ground. His back muscles rose and fell continuously, he panted heavily, catching a glimpse of the opponent attacking him, he gritted his teeth, his hawk-like eyes were cold and sharp.

He sidestepped, using a strategic retreat to advance. He raised his right fist and struck the opponent's jaw, sending them sprawling to the ground.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!"

The other party was unable to get up again, lying on the ground, as if at death's door.

At the same time, Huo Mingzheng's body leaned back and hit the railing, sliding to the ground.

Qin Heng, seeing the situation, didn't say a word and rushed forward. He pulled open the railing and ran to Huo Mingzheng's side. "A-Zheng, how are you"

Huo Mingzheng leaned against the railing, his eyes both wet and cold. He glanced at Qin Heng without any warmth, his right hand propping himself up to get up, but his body was too drained from exhaustion. He had no more strength to support himself.

Qin Heng's heart skipped a beat. Huo Mingzheng was really going to risk his life this time.th sides of the corridor. Her mother was kneeling on the ground, her hair disheveled and head bowed in apparent repentance.Then Huo Mingzheng and Qin Heng, who were following behind, came to a stop.Qi...