A thirty-year-old and an eighteen-year-old may not be able to say who is better, but this is not the point. The point is that there will be someone who cannot get off the stage.
Two people are ready soon.
In the previous matchup, the loser was carried down, leaving the winner cheering on it, the beauty in one hand, and the huge amount of gambling bonus in the other.
When Wen Yu went out naked, he wore a mask on his face.
Grimace mask.
It is inconvenient for him to show his face outside, and he does not want people to see him.
When the new players came on the court, everyone began to cheer and scream again, and at the same time began to place bets, guessing which one could win.
Compared to Wen Yu, who is thin and thin, the other party may be stronger. At this time, he also put on the braces and boxing gloves, and looked at him fiercely. It seems that at this point, the dead person must not be him.
In the frontmost position, Jiang Cheng also found a place to sit down, watching the scene on stage with great interest.
Just not knowing what he thought of, suddenly a video call was sent to someone.
...
In the luxurious hotel suite, Ruan Yiyi had just taken a shower and came out wrapped in his nightgown.
The phone rang and she connected.
It was a video call, and suddenly noisy voices and crowds appeared on the screen.
She was wondering, but she didn't know why, so she saw the screen turning, facing a boxing ring.
Jiang Cheng's voice also came at this time:
"Did you see, Miss Ruan, someone is going to help you."
Miss Ruan, someone is going to help you.
She was still a little puzzled when she heard this, the line of sight fell on the boxing ring, and when the two people were naked in the ring, she was shocked.
Because in that trance, she only felt that she had seen Wen Yu.
Although he hasn't seen his face yet, but that thin figure and thin muscles are so familiar.
But then, she listened to Jiang Cheng continuing: "Did you see it, Jack knew that you were designed by someone and said that he would teach that kid for you."
Yes.
Ruan Yiyi saw it.
That person is not Wen Yu, but Jack.
She saw the grimace mask he was wearing.
And the man opposite him was the man whose surname Qiu had drugged himself.
Although he is a rich second generation and has money in his family, his fault is not knowing the heights of the sky, not wiping his eyes to see who the person in front of him is, not knowing who is not to be offended.
Just looking at Jack on the ring through the mobile phone video, her eyelashes were slightly inflamed.
The line of sight became extremely deep.
How could he stand up for himself?
That night, I told him that he wanted to see the face under his mask and that he was interested in him, but he unceremoniously refused and left.
But now actually--
Just when her thoughts were complicated, with the referee's whistle and the screams of crazy excitement, the opponent launched an attack instantly.
Do it first.
Jack averted his head, but the other party seemed to be in a hurry, hitting him with punch after punch, wishing to rush Jack to death.
But Jack was always avoiding. The man seemed to lose a lot of strength after a few punches. Just when he was about to hit again, Jack finally hit back, and a sweeping leg kicked directly on his chest. Kicked him away.
The man surnamed Qiu was kicked back several steps directly, hitting the guardrail, and screams from the audience rang again.
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