Although she didn't understand why this young man would ask such a question, she still replied seriously after hesitating for a while:

"Probably not..."

Hearing this, Xiaozhi secretly punched the void. This was smearing and discriminating against human beings.

Black people, not so good.

"Anyway, can I ask you to defeat my father in the P1 fighting competition to be held in this town tomorrow?"

Amy blinked her watery eyes and begged.

Hearing this, everyone in Xiaozhi's group trembled, some of them couldn't understand the operation of Aimei.

Asking outsiders to snipe his father's promotion match?

Thank you, I am really appreciated.

"No, oops..."

Amy sighed and began to explain the whole story.

His father has now been stunned by the p1 fighting game and ignores anything else. He is like a gambler and his whole person is in a daze.

Even her mother ran away with her next-door neighbor last year because she couldn't accept this madness.

She still remembered that her neighbor's uncle was a handsome and handsome man, completely different from her rough and dark father.

When she was a child, many neighbors said that she was actually the daughter of the neighbor's uncle. After all, Shan Dou had such dark skin and a rough horse face, how could she be fair and gentle.

Let me tell you, Aimei does look a lot like the handsome neighbor's uncle.

Xiaozhi and three others: "..."

Let’s get back to the topic, the P1 Fighting Competition has become Fan Dou’s inner demon, not his ideal.

Amy just wants her father to wake up, stop for a while, and recognize her true self again.

"Then you are really a filial son."
Chapter completed!