After thinking for a long time, Chen Zhao decided to talk to Tago.

If it were in the country, even neighbors would talk to you.

But this place is not in the country after all.

"Hey, Tago, do you have time? How about we talk about it?"

"Uh...teacher?" Tago obviously didn't expect Chen Zhao to call him.

In his subconscious, he was still afraid of Chen Zhao.

"Teacher, I'm afraid I don't have much time to compete abroad recently."

"Okay." Chen Zhao's eyes twitched slightly.

Tago's intention to shirk and lie is too obvious.

"Tago, do you remember what I said?"

"Teacher...what have you said?"

"What I can give can also be brought back."

"Thank you for your reminder, teacher."

Tago then hung up the phone.

Chen Zhao could feel Tago's resentment.

Chen Zhao didn't plan to talk to Tago about the principles of life.

Pick up your phone and search for news about Tago.

Although it may not be true in the news.

But often it can explain some of the problems.

...

In Tago's mansion, a middle-aged black man wearing glasses and a suit came over.

"Tago, whose phone number? I saw that after answering the phone, your face suddenly changed."

"Bach." Tago looked up at his agent.

"My former teacher."

"Oh? He asked you for money?" Bach knew the world very well.

When a person becomes rich, some inexplicable people often post it to ask for benefits.

"No, he doesn't want money, but he wants to take everything from me." Tago's face was covered with haze.

"Oh? Who is he?"

"He is the one who made me successful," Tago said. "I made my debut under his guidance. He is very awesome."

"Tago, you are the boxing champion, the first All-Slam winner in boxing history! You are the most powerful person in the world."

"No, you don't understand him. He once beat more than a dozen people to death alone, bare hands and punched him." A hint of palpitations appeared on Tago's face.

To this day, he still cannot forget what happened online.

More than 30 people besieged the two of them, but Chen Zhao killed more than a dozen people alone, and more than a dozen people were seriously injured.

For him, that was like a nightmare.

When Bach heard Tago's words, he couldn't help but frown.

He looked at Tago, could Tago do it?

With his strength in the ring, it is probably very difficult.

Bach's mouth outlined an arc.

"Tago, I have a good thing for you."

"Good thing? What?" Tago turned his head and looked at Bach.

He knew that Bach's hands and feet were not clean, and the previous agent warned him when he learned that he had contacted Bach.

However, compared to the style of his former agent, Tago obviously prefers Bach.

Not only is Bach's lower share required, but also Bach's ability and means.

For example, there was a game before, and the opponent was a boxer with great strength.

At that time, Tago had studied the opponent's game video several times, and even he was not sure about it.

But I don't know what methods Bach used.

The opponent clearly looked at him with angry and hatred in the ring.

But he was always beaten and refused to fight back.

Although Bach did not tell him clearly, he could feel that Bach must have used methods outside the competition arena.

Of course, winning that game easily made Tago completely ignore Bach's methods.

But this does not mean that Tago completely trusts Bach.

Especially when Bach proposes good things.

Tago became alert.

Bach smiled and took out a small bottle of potion.

"What is this? Stimulant?"

"No, this is not a low-end potion like stimulants." Bach shook his head: "This is called a devil potion, which can greatly improve your strength, and it is not that temporary, but permanently too high your strength."

"Bach, I don't want to be suspended."

"Haha...the current existing methods cannot be detected."

"Can't detect it?" Tago raised his brow and looked at Bach with some doubt.

Bach nodded and said with certainty: "It is absolutely impossible to detect it. I am your agent. How could I let you be suspended?"

"How much?" Tago was moved.

"No money," Bach said.

"No money? How is that possible?" Tago didn't believe that Bach would give himself such a thing without reservation.

"As long as you help me, I'll give this to you." Bach said with a smile.

“What’s the busy thing?”

"Play a game for me," Bach said.

"You are my agent, wouldn't you just make arrangements?"

“Not a regular game.”

"Black Fist Underground?" Tago asked in surprise.

"Well, it's an underground boxing match."

Tago was silent for a while and looked up at Bach: "Are you sure this thing has no side effects?"

"Of course, I won't joke about the greatest clients I've ever worked with in my career."

Tago thought about it, as Bach said.

If I was suspended, then my losses would certainly be the biggest, but Bach's losses would be not small.

“When will the game be?”

“Just tonight.”

"So urgent?"

"Don't you want to try the effect of this potion?"

“Will it work today?”

"The effect of this devil potion is more perfect than you think."

Tago took the devil's potion and hesitated a little.

But in the end, his desire defeated reason.

"Injection or oral?"

"oral."

"Can you take it directly orally?"

"certainly."

Tago unscrewed the cap and sniffed it first, but there was no odor.

After hesitating for a few seconds again, Tago raised his head and drank the potion completely.
To be continued...