When the black man fainted, his companion quickly called an ambulance and took the black man away. Only Cheng Xiaofan knew in his heart that this black man would not live for more than a week.
If the other party hadn't tried to kill him, he wouldn't have been so ruthless!
"Who else is not convinced, step forward!" Cheng Xiaofan's voice boomed like thunder.
The scene instantly became silent, so quiet that not a needle could be heard. No one dared to stand up for the boxing champion Withers anymore.
Cheng Xiaofan looked at Withers and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Withers, supported by his companions, had just managed to stand up from the ground.
He quickly said to Cheng Xiaofan, "I have nothing else to say. Only now do I understand why the honorable Ms. Merlina likes you!"
"You are the true warrior, and it is the pride of us Americans that Merlina can like you!"
"Withers is right, you are the pride of us Americans!" Those fans of Withers also shouted in unison.
"..." Cheng Xiaofan was speechless.
When did I become the pride of Americans?
In fact, at any time, humans cannot escape the most primitive jungle law of the strong being king, especially in America, where you have no sufficient strength, no one will obey you.
Withers said to Cheng Xiaofan again, "Warrior, can you tell me your name? I want to be your friend in the future!"
Cheng Xiaofan has always treated people with kindness and does not want to make enemies easily.
Hearing Withers say this, he immediately said, "My name is Cheng Xiaofan. You can be my friend if you want, but I hope you will take this as a warning and never be arrogant and confrontational with others just because you have some mediocre skills!"
"All the friends I have made are upright, righteous, and helpful!"
"You won't be unhappy to hear what I've said, will you?"
Withers immediately said, "I'm happy. You're teaching me how to behave, and I'm grateful!"
Cheng Xiaofan slightly raised his chin and said, "To tell you the truth, if you hadn't proposed to be friends, I wouldn't even bother teaching people how to behave, even if they offered money!"
"Thank you, Mr. Cheng!"
Withers immediately turned around and instructed an assistant beside him, "Quick, transfer a million US dollars to Mr. Cheng's bank account. This is his fee for teaching me how to behave!"
The assistant looked surprised, "Mr. Withers, I don't have Mr. Cheng's bank card number!"
"I can give it to you!" After hitting someone and still receiving money, where else could such a good thing be found? Cheng Xiaofan immediately gave out his bank account number.
Ding!
More than ten minutes later, one million US dollars arrived in his account.
These foreigners' minds are so quick. With one sentence, they can immediately grasp the true essence of it.
It's too rare to find such people these days.
"Withers, I think friends like you are indeed worth befriending!" Cheng Xiaofan did not hesitate to give him a thumbs-up.
Withers repeatedly said, "It's only right, it's only right!"
Cheng Xiaofan said, "Seeing as you've behaved well, I'll restore your injured arm and hand to their former state!"
Hearing his words, not only Withers but also many people present found it hard to believe!
Regardless of whether others believed it or not, Cheng Xiaofan immediately grabbed Withers' injured arm and injected a surge of spiritual energy into it.
As long as his arm was not completely irrecoverably damaged within a certain period, it could be restored.
In the blink of an eye, Withers' drooping right arm could be lifted, and the fingers of his hand also became agile.
When Cheng Xiaofan withdrew his hand, Withers was overjoyed. He kept shaking his arm and excitedly shouted to the onlookers, "God, my hand and arm are back to normal!"
"It is said that there are immortals in the East, and it turns out that Mr. Cheng is an immortal who has descended to earth!"
For a boxing champion, losing an arm and a hand would be more painful than death.
Now that he saw his废弃 arm had recovered, how could he not be excited?
For many years, in the boxing ring, he had seen countless boxers whose careers were ruined by serious injuries.
However, he never dreamed that Cheng Xiaofan could heal shattered bones in minutes.
If he were not an immortal from the East, who else could have such ability?
"God, it's too miraculous!"
"I believe there must be immortals in the East."
"Yes, only immortals have such magical abilities!"
"I didn't expect Withers to be so lucky to become friends with an Eastern immortal after his arm was disabled. This must be what the ancient Chinese meant by 'misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and blessing may be a misfortune'!"
"No wonder Congresswoman Miller's daughter, Merlina, would fall for Mr. Cheng. It turns out she already knew he was an immortal!"
For a moment, the foreigners wished they could become Cheng Xiaofan's friends.
Befriending a capable immortal was probably everyone's dream.
Especially those infatuated women, shouting at Cheng Xiaofan, "Immortal Cheng, I love you!"
"Let's go!" Cheng Xiaofan said, taking Merlina's hand.
Even a beautiful garden is not a place to linger.
If he were entangled by these crazy women, he wouldn't be able to escape.
Merlina quickly said to those gathered around, "Please let us pass, we have something to do, please move aside quickly!"
But!
Her shouts had no effect at all. Instead, more and more people crowded around, all vying to take photos with Cheng Xiaofan.
"Come, lean on me, I'll carry you away from here!" Cheng Xiaofan said to Merlina.
Merlina was completely obedient to Cheng Xiaofan's words. Although she didn't know how he would take her away by carrying her on his back, she readily agreed, "Okay, I'll lean on you!"
Cheng Xiaofan squatted down, and Merlina immediately leaned on his back.
Whoosh!
The crowd saw a blur before their eyes and realized that Cheng Xiaofan, carrying Merlina on his back, had leaped into the air. Like a large bird, he flew away from above their heads.
"God, Mr. Cheng is indeed the immortal of legend, he can actually fly in the sky carrying someone!" the crowd shouted in unison.
In the blink of an eye, Cheng Xiaofan, carrying Merlina on his back, flashed through the air and disappeared from their sight.
"Ah, how could I forget to ask Immortal Cheng for his contact information!" At this moment, Withers exclaimed as if waking from a dream.
The friends around him also said, "Yes, how could we forget the most important thing!"
Withers slapped his thigh hard and said, "Immortal Cheng must be not far ahead. Let's chase after him and see if we can find him!"
The few people echoed like trained parrots, "Withers, you're right, let's go forward and chase him!"