C311 Complicated

"Mr. Kang, why are you so free to come to my underground boxing ring today?"

The middle-aged man was dressed in a Tang suit. He didn't have the slightest bit of a bandit aura. At this moment, he was sitting on a chair, breathing in clouds and puffing out smoke. He looked more like an antique merchant.

Mo Tan was the person in charge of this underground boxing ring