Across America, Starting with the Boxing Champion Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Playboy

Sent Simons away, washed the teacups, and Link returned to the small living room. Emma sat quietly on the sofa, straightening her back and looking straight at the unknown variety show.

She was wearing a blue sleeveless dress, revealing her fair and slender arms, delicate and narrow collarbones, shallow swirls, and slender jade neck. She had a warm fragrance like soft jade, which made people hug and kiss her.

On the low table opposite, there were two empty dinner plates. The fruit salad and Cuban sandwich that originally contained them were no longer there. It was obvious that Emma liked these two foods more.

Link sat down next to her. Emma blinked her eyelashes, and a blush spread from her ears to her cheeks and neck.

Her breathing began to become rapid, her knees were pressed together tightly, her skirt was trembling slightly, and a strange fragrance began to emit from her body.

“Don't move!”

Link just stretched out his hand to hold her shoulders, Emma glared at him and said.

Like a little hedgehog!

Link smiled softly and put his arms around the girl. Emma's whole body was like melted ice cream, completely falling into his arms.

"how do you feel?"

“You are a beast.”

“That's right, then you are a cute little fat deer, which whets my appetite.”

“So it's my fault?!”

"No, the wind blew the sails, how can you say whose fault it is? Don't you like it?"

“Of course not, I was dying last night.”

“Don't worry, I will take good care of you.”

Link pinched the tip of her nose and said.

Emma opened her mouth and bit his finger, raised her fair and slender calf, pointed at the handprints on it, and asked angrily: "What should I do? I have to go to the set to film tomorrow. If my aunt sees it, she will definitely You'll be sent to jail, I guarantee you."

Link saw a few clear fingerprints and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

I also remembered the scene when I overturned a bucket truck in the mine. The dump truck was filled with several hundred kilograms of iron ore. I had to push it out with all my strength. My waist, arms, and legs had to work together to push it out hard.

After pushing a dump truck for three years, his palms were covered with thick calluses, which were blood blisters caused by friction, a gift left to him after repeated ruptures and healing.

Because the dump truck is pushed too much, the waist, arms, and lower limbs are extremely strong.

After practicing boxing, he also used these advantages to develop several killer moves, such as the "back throwing punch" and "liver-exploding punch".

After passing through the hospital, he did hang-up sit-ups every day to make his waist stronger.

Even those opponents whose waists were twice as thick as his were far inferior to him in terms of toughness and explosive power.

And Emma is even worse. She is 165 cm tall and weighs less than 50 kg. It is easy to get KO on her.

“Don't worry, put some medicine on it and you won't be able to see it tomorrow. I remember in Harry Potter, Hermione didn't need to bare her calves.”

“You haven't seen this movie, how do you know it's not necessary? Don't be too absolute in your words.”

Emma shook her calves and hummed softly.

Link smiled softly, took out the small medicine box, put her calf on his knee, and applied ointment evenly around the fingerprints.

Emma saw a lot of trauma medicine in the medicine box and asked him if he often applied medicine to girls.

Link of course denied it.

The diving shop is close to the beach. Customers often bump into each other while playing in the water. As a conscientious shop owner, he will naturally prepare wound medicine in the shop.

As a boxer, it's strange that there is no medicine for injuries at home.

After applying the ointment, he took out the bandage and wrapped it twice around her calf. Suddenly he remembered that he had treated another girl's leg injury not long ago, and it seemed that it was also here.

“Link, you must be a playboy.”

Emma looked at his handsome face, gentle movements, and the violent storm last night. She didn't think that such a man would lack women, nor did she think that any woman would be willing to leave him after becoming his girlfriend.

“Why do you say that?”

Emma glanced at the Playboy magazine on the table.

“That's James's.”

Link shook his head, raised her chin, and said with a smile: "You are the only woman I have for the time being. There is no need for me to lie to you about this kind of thing."

Emma looked into his blue eyes, which were clear and clean without any dodge. Then she nodded with satisfaction, lowered her head and kissed him.

“Link! Link!”

James shouted outside the door.

Link touched Emma's cheek, kissed her on the forehead, stood up and walked outside the shop.

James was walking up the steps, wearing a red baseball cap. His curly hair hung down from the bottom of the hat like a small cape. His forehead and face were covered with sweat. Behind him were more than a dozen men and women carrying cameras and work bags. Judging from their temperament and appearance, they should be Simons' colleagues.

“Link, they are reporters. I met them on the road and said they wanted to interview you.”

James shouted.

Link looked at him. The shop was his home and private property. How could he bring reporters here?

Simons came here just now. He first used his identity as a tourist to get close to him, and then talked with him for an hour.

If these reporters want to collect news, the place they should go to is the West Boxing Gym, not the diving shop.

James had no idea why he was being stared at, and didn't care. He walked in the door and knocked him open. He took out a bottle of iced Coke from the refrigerator. He drank it down and suddenly it spurted out. He stared at the small living room and said, "Ai Emma"

“Shut up!”

Link came to the beach at the door and held a small press conference.

Reporters first congratulated him on winning the Golden Gloves Championship super middleweight championship and becoming the number one amateur super middleweight boxer at the same time.

Link expressed his gratitude to the reporters.

The reporters then asked several questions that Simmons had asked.

Link was not impatient and answered them one by one.

The answer is slightly different. There are many reporters here, and he doesn't mind spouting wild words to gain attention.

"Mr. Link Baker, before the game yesterday, you publicly stated that if boxing champions such as Bernard Hopkins, Chris Bird, and Valuev dare to challenge you, you will fight in three rounds. Defeat them within the limit, otherwise you lose. If any of them accept your challenge, do you dare to accept it? "

A reporter from "American Express" asked.

“Of course, that statement always stands and I welcome them to challenge me.”

“Mr. Link Baker, many people on the Internet now call you 'Mr. Big Talk', which means you like to talk big. Do you accept this title?”

The Baltimore Sun reporter asked.

Talk?

Link's face was slightly dark. This was the title of British fighting star Connor. He was not interested at all.

Link said with a dark face: "I don't understand the exact meaning of the slang term "talkative talk", but I don't like the explanation behind it. What does it mean that I like to talk big words? When have I ever said big words? Mr. reporter, please list An example.”

The Sun reporter thought for a moment, raised his hand and said: "Mr. Link Baker, you publicly challenged several boxing champions and boxing stars, saying that you would defeat them in three rounds, and you would also defeat the little kid in one round. Roy Jones, isn't that a big statement?”

“Is this it?”

Link smiled coldly, raised his finger and said: "Seven days ago, I stood at the Florida regional competition and publicly stated that I would enter the finals by KOing all my opponents. You thought I was talking big words and laughed at me.

I then fought 14 fights with 14 wins and 14 KOs, and successfully advanced to the finals.

　Three days ago, I stood in the American Airlines Arena and told all reporters that I would continue to win the championship by KOing all opponents. You thought I was talking big words and continued to laugh at me.

Subsequently, I KOed Morales and Andrzej, and advanced to the finals.

Yesterday I stood in the boxing ring and told everyone that I would KO Andre Berto in five rounds. You still thought I was talking big words and you still laughed at me.

What was the result?

I won the finals championship with 17 wins and 17 KOs in 17 fights.

Now I tell you, anyone who questions my strength can come and challenge me, and I will solve them in three rounds.

So far, there has not been a single game. Do you think I am talking nonsense and continue to laugh at me?

Mr. reporters, you have been taught a lesson by facts three times. Why can't you wait until I am defeated by those people before you laugh at me again?

As for Mr. Talkative?

Sorry, I don't accept it! "

Link said calmly.

The "Baltimore Sun" reporter lowered his head and quietly took a few steps back.

Other reporters couldn't help but marvel when they heard what he said. They found that although he liked to talk big, he never failed to make a mistake. He was indeed not a talker. Even if he was a talker, he was still an extremely powerful talker.

"Mr. Link Baker, I heard that when you were negotiating with major event promotion companies, you proposed a signing fee of 100 million U.S. dollars. When negotiating with top promotion companies, you asked for 70% of the share. Is it because your asking price is too high and there is no promotion company? Yes, you didn't sign the contract?”

The Baltimore Sun reporter asked.

“I don't know where you got the news from. What I can tell you now is that I have no plans to sign with a promotion company for the time being. If I sign with a promotion company, I will notify you separately.

Okay, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for the interview, but I still have some personal matters to deal with. This interview ends here. If you have any questions, please go to the West Boxing Club and make an appointment with Manager Robinson. I will be waiting for you at any time. "

Link waved his hand, closed the door, and talked nonsense to these reporters. It was better to hold Emma at home and watch soap operas.

(End of this chapter)

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