Haizhuohuan doesn't know what kind of madness ye nianmo is today, but it's not good to let him wander around alone outside alone. He tells ye Chuqing that he will go back later today.
Ye nianmo took him racing more than 1000 kilometers and came to an underground boxing ring near the city at two o'clock in the morning.
When the two arrived, the fighting situation was fierce. One white man pressed the other white man under his body and beat him hard. Seeing that the people below were beaten black and blue, and there was only one breath left, the host came forward to separate them.
The scene broke out a burst of higher than a burst of cheering, until the host separated the two people, people are not satisfied with the sound of pouring out.
Hai Zhuo Xuan thought ye nianmo was just watching boxing, but he didn't expect him to walk backstage. In the back sat a man with one eye and the other empty.
"Boxing." Ye nianmo said in a deep voice.
The man carries on the back, looks like the wolf the line of sight sweeps in front of wears the luxurious suit, the facial handsome man, "wants several levels."
Different levels of underground boxing ring get different money. If you get the slightest injury, you will get less money if you win. The highest level is equivalent to signing a life and death certificate. Of course, people like to watch it most.
"Superlative." Ye nianmo said in a deep voice.
Hai Zhuo Xuan would not allow him to be so mischievous. He immediately went to pull him away. "What are you crazy about? If you're drunk, you'd better go to see a fist or go to a hotel to sleep!"
Ye nianmo opened his hand and looked at the man coldly, "boxing, the most advanced."
The man smiles, showing uneven layers, with yellow teeth stains teeth, no eyes of black eyes staring at the man in front of him.
"Fill in the form."
Of course, there are no names or ID cards on the form. People who come here to fight, or want money, or just want to have fun, and some want to die.
"Won 700000, of which 30000 will be given to my family, and the remaining 670000 will be yours." Money may sound like a lot, but it's not. People like to see the dead.
It costs hundreds of thousands to kill a talent, but a top event can earn nearly a million profits.
He only said it once. If he guessed right, the man in front of him didn't care how much money he could get. The 700000 yuan was the price of his two suits at most.
Ye nianmo quickly signed, "when can I play?"
"Next game, the dressing room is inside." Said the man, narrowing his eyes.
Hai Zhuo Xuan followed ye nianmo into the dressing room. "What are you crazy about? You're on the stage. Have you ever thought about your aunt, have you ever thought about Yiyi?"
"Don't tie me down with all this!" Ye nianmo turned to approach her, grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, "do you know, I'm dying of pain here!"
He grabbed his hand and thumped his chest with a thumping sound.
After changing his clothes, he went out directly. Haizhuo Xuan couldn't stop him. He was worried about the accident, so he had to call Ding Yiyi.
Ding Yiyi and Dr. Duan have been guarding Ye Miao's side. Ye Miao has a low fever at night, and they haven't slept for a night.
After receiving the call from haizhuohuan, she almost collapsed. On the one hand, she was a child who was feverish, and on the other hand, her husband, who squandered her life in the distance.
"Ma'am, go ahead. It doesn't matter if I am here." Dr. Duan comforted her.
Ding Yiyi has been looking at Ye Miao. She is troubled. Both ye Miao and ye nianmo are her most important people. She has no way to make a choice.
Dr. Duan's eyes were complicated. "Madam, don't blame the young master. He has a reason to do so. Go quickly." He stopped for a moment. "Young master has me here, you can't help here, but there's only you who can help."
In the early hours of the morning, the underground Kungfu entered the hottest period. People stood up from their seats and watched an Asian man fight a white man.
Asian men have a good figure, but they are handsome. It can even be said that some gorgeous faces and big and three thick, looks ferocious, and the confrontation between black people makes people excited.
People can't wait to see in front of this man was beaten on the ground, beat blood DC scene.
The arrogant card girl stepped on hentiangao to the scene. She threw a wink at the handsome man. The other party didn't even give her her eyes, just staring at the black man in front of her.
"You are brave." When the bell rang, the black man crunched his fingers and his tall body was full of strength.
"Come on." Ye nianmo said coldly.
The other side has been fighting black fist for many years. Obviously, he made a hard hand. The first punch hit ye nianmo's jaw.
The scene broke out the color sound, people stood up, sobbing a big uncle fell man.
"I think it hurts." The Negro was laughing.
Ye nianmo wiped off the blood stasis from the corners of his lips. His eyes were like a wolf. He quickly hit the man with his fist.
Obviously, the man didn't take such an attack in his eyes. He stood quietly. When the man came to the front of him, he just wanted to stretch out his hand and hit the other side. His jaw was also hit firmly.His head was hit to the side, the scene is a burst of cheers, one-sided hit does not mean much, the balance of power to see it soundly.
Seeing that ye nianmo was injured more than the other party, haizhuohuan's heart raised to his throat and began to regret that he had not directly knocked the other party unconscious.
Ye nianmo was trained professionally when he was a child. Most people can't get close to him, but he is obviously a professional, maybe a mercenary.
He loosened his fist, abdominal spasm, leg was severely hit, the other side is looking for opportunities to make him unable to get up.
When Ding Yiyi arrived at the scene, it was already an hour and a half, and the scene was in a white hot stage. People took off their clothes crazily, and the roof was almost lifted.
Ye nianmo and the black people were both colored. They refused to fall down, but their physical strength was almost the same. Facing professional mercenaries, ye nianmo, whose focus was on business, was already exciting.
Sweat lay down from his skin with no pores. The black man launched another attack, but he didn't get any benefits. He was very tired. He thought the business was easy, but he didn't expect the worst.
Ding Yiyi did not dare to shout, worried that ye nianmo would be distracted. She tried her best to squeeze in front of her and called haizhuohuan, but the other party didn't answer.
Finally squeezed to the front, ye nianmo grabbed the other party's stockings and knocked hard. A shrill cry came out.
The black man's hand was broken, he held his wrist and rolled on the ground. "I'm not going to fight. Please take me to the hospital!"
He growled, and the card lady was frightened, and people were shouting and throwing clothes at the court.
The man got up and ran to the field. They intercepted his shoulder and put him back on the field. The one eyed man appeared with a threat in his hoarse voice, "money is not so easy to earn. You play the ultimate version."
The black man gritted his teeth and returned to the field. Sweat ran down his forehead. He yelled and punched ye nianmo.
Fear is the beginning of failure. Ye nianmo beat the other side half to death, until the last breath, the other side has been unable to get up.
The host announced ye nianmo's victory. Two card lifting ladies carried the box and opened it in front of everyone. There were 700000 in it.
"All these belong to this gentleman." The host is holding the microphone and shouting.
Ye nianmo bent down and took out a stack of banknotes from it. Everyone was watching his movements.
Like powerful arms in the air, the money flew to the audience, and then another roll of money was thrown into the audience.
Ye nianmo looked at the scene coldly. These people bent down to pick up money like wild animals. All of them were bending down, and the delicate woman was revealed.
As soon as he looked tight, he pulled back the spring rail and ran into the crowd.
People who ask for money are equal to those who lose their sense. Ding Yiyi is pushed back and forth. A person pushes her hard and picks up the dollar that she tramples on her feet.
"Are you all right?" Haizhuohuan first caught him, people at the scene were bending down to pick up money, and some people were trampled on, swearing and swearing.
Ding Yiyi shakes his head, has not yet stood firm, two people were rushed away by the crowd. The field is in the shape of a ladder. She keeps stepping back, stepping on the edge of the ladder, and then falls back.
A hand firmly dragged her waist, the hand was full of sweat, the chest was violently floating.
Ye nianmo picked up the man at his waist and walked back to the stage.
The backstage is quiet. The one eyed man looks at him and then hides his eyes elsewhere. He has made a lot of money. As for how this man spends the money he earned, he doesn't care.
"Hurt or not." He looked at her with a frown.
Ding Yiyi gave him a slap and cried, "what are you doing?"
Ye nianmo's face was beaten too far. He turned his head and was silent for a while, "sorry."
"Ye Miao has a high fever. There is no family member guarding him at home, and you are wasting your life here." Her chest vibrated violently with anger, "why! Because of the money
Ye nianmo reached out his hand in silence and took the trembling man into his arms. "I'm sorry, I really don't know what to do."
He kisses her on the forehead, always apologizing. Outside the door, Hai Zhuo Xuan stood quietly. He thought that ye Chuqing and Haizi met. He really hoped to go back to see the two mothers and children.
When they left the gate of the underground ring, it was dawn. The atmosphere was heavy. Ding Yiyi was very angry. However, ye nianmo was still unwilling to explain why he left his sick son so crazy.
Suddenly, a figure rushed towards this side crazily, holding a knife in his hand. Because of her obesity, her speed can be regarded as a trap. Hai Zhuo Xuan easily knocked off the knife in her hand, and cut her forehead and hands back to her chest, "where's the psychopath?"
"Ye nianmo, let the young master go quickly!" Allie gasped for breath.
Ye nianmo looked at her, raised his jaw, and despised her. He clapped a few palms and walked up to her with a smile. "I've been looking for you for a long time. I'm glad to see you again.""Read Mo, what's going on?" Hai Zhuo Xuan doesn't know why.
Ai Li's eyes suddenly looked at Ding Yiyi, "Miss Ding! He is the father of your child. He will hate you and connive at others to hurt his father
"Ah She cried out bitterly. Her chin had been removed. Her mouth was wide and her jaw was in a prominent strange shape. She looked at Ding Yiyi with help and fear in her eyes.
"Read Read ink. " Ding Yiyi wants to ask clearly how this is going on, but opens a mouth to hit a shiver, it seems that what she said is true?