Chapter 39: Growth I

Knowing the outcome of a boxing match is a completely different concept from witnessing the process of a boxing match.

Every fighter is born with innate characteristics, some are extremely aggressive, some like to play steadily, and some are scheming and good at cheating. And Chen Mo's performance in the last boxing match, the only thing that can be reminiscent of is the beast.

People who have heard the lone wolf barking at the moon will never think that the barking of the mastiff dog is anything wild at all, just like the Yancheng gambler who has seen Chen Mo swing his fist, he will definitely not think that other fighters can still talk about breaking out in front of him.

The odds of 1 to 5 have been too much higher than everyone expected, and the wealthy businessmen from other places quickly received the full amount, and they bowed their hands to the surroundings with an apologetic face and a smile on their faces, "It's full, friends who didn't have time to get down, I'm sorry!" Next time, I will definitely pick up a big water and have a good time with everyone! ”

"Just this point of material, still come to Yancheng to open the market?" One of the women in the crowd who hadn't had time to place a bet was annoyed and spat viciously.

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, my strength can't be compared to the boss lady!" The wealthy businessman from other places wiped his sweat and quietly flattered Lin Qingying.

In the entire Shudong Province, there are only three people who have opened an uncapped boxing handicap, and one of them is Lin Qingying. Hearing the other party's fart at this moment, she just bent the corners of her lips slightly, did not reply, and took out a hundred-year-old from the silver cigarette case, and the driver next to her immediately handed it over with a lighter.

Under the cover of night, the sudden sound of car horns replaced the opening bell and spread far away. Chen Mo still didn't have hand bandages, no sports shorts, and he didn't even take off his shirt. In the eyes of those out-of-town gamblers, he still looked like he was looking for death more than a game, just like his initial impression.

Although Lin Qingying's handicap of 10 to 1 is lower, it has also received a lot of bets.

The fact that the boxing match is not held in the clubhouse, but in the middle of nowhere, undoubtedly means only one thing. Chen Mo glanced at Lin Qingying with his peripheral vision, and at the same time took a diagonal step, letting go of the attacking leg sweep without making a counterattack.

The first minute passed quickly, and the determined expression on the face of the wealthy businessman gradually changed.

In this minute, the leopard forced Chen Mo to the corner of the car formation seven times in total, but each time he let him escape the heavy blow and strangle, and he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes from beginning to end.

The reason why the leopard got such a nickname is not only because he is as fierce as a leopard, and he doesn't know how to stop when he fights, but his lightning speed is also one of the capitals. In previous tournaments, opponents often couldn't survive the opening half minute before being cut down by his sharp legs, but this time the situation was completely reversed.

The leopard had never seen a person's reflex nerve energy so sharp, he advanced quickly, Chen Mo retreated faster, as if it was simply a tangible and intangible shadow, which would fly up with even the slightest fluctuation of the air current.

At four minutes, the leopard was already gasping, and Chen Mo still hadn't returned a punch or kick.

The audience was full of old spectators in this regard, but they couldn't understand Chen Mo's intentions at all. You must know that although this kind of play can greatly consume the physical strength of the leopard, it is also extremely dangerous, and any negligence on the part of Chen Mo may be exchanged for a fatal blow, and then fall down like a dead tree that has been cut down.

He's playing with fire, why?

Lin Qingying was the only one who didn't show surprise on her face, and there was already undisguised appreciation in her gaze at Chen Mo.

By the seventh minute, the leopard's footsteps had become heavy, and he was panting like a bull with tuberculosis. Chen Mo found a flaw and punched him in the face, simply ending the boxing match.

It wasn't until this moment that Chen Mo knew that the training in the Beast Archive was indeed fruitful. Today, he didn't even need to use half a second to burst out of the limit, but completely relied on a sharp dodge to drag down the opponent, and this victory was undoubtedly a huge breakthrough.

"Young people who know how to grow up...... Lin Qingying smiled slightly, and walked towards the rich businessman from other places with a dead face.

Lin Qingying drove a silver Cayenne, and there was no second one in Yancheng, some people disdained to buy it, and some people didn't dare to buy it. Chen Mo sat in the co-pilot's seat, silently watching the night scene outside the window pass quickly, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, but he never opened the lid.

"It's fifty thousand, you order a little." Lin Qingying held the steering wheel with one hand and handed over a document bag with the other, without looking at him, nor did he say how to tap his head, or whether he counted the appearance fee.

Chen Mo took the bag and pinched it, put it on his lap, didn't thank him, didn't ask a word.

"The seven girls of the Zhuo family haven't come to the club to play for a long time, has she looked for you?" At the last traffic light intersection before entering the city, Lin Qingying stopped the car and asked lightly.

"No, she's always elusive, and I don't have her phone, so I can't find her even if I try to find her." Chen Mo replied.

"Can you tell me what trouble you're in?" Lin Qingying turned his head, his brow-browled face could not find the slightest flaw, and his concerned expression did not look like he was faking at all.

"Oh, I just asked him for a leave of absence with you......" Chen Mo said a general description of Shen Dali's matter, knowing that even if he wanted to hide it, he might not be able to hide it.

"I'll go with you tomorrow." Lin Qingying didn't use a negotiating tone, paused, and glanced at Chen Mo again, "You'd better fasten your seat belt, young people must learn to cherish life." ”

Chen Mo was busy for a long time, and frowned in annoyance, "How do you get this?" ”

Lin Qingying couldn't help laughing, stared directly at the road in front of her, stretched out her hand to help pull it down, and leaned over her delicate body leaning on Chen Mo's arm, and the sweet fragrance hit people.

The next day, Chen Mo slept until noon and got up, was found by Lin Qingying, and drove him straight to the hospital. Shen Dali's spirit has improved a lot, Wang Yinghui is accompanying the bedside, and the couple can't help but be a little at a loss when they see the boss lady driving in person, or Chen Mo moved a stool for Lin Qingying to sit down.

Lin Qingying noticed the scene of Chen Mo taking money to Wang Yinghui, and it wasn't until she walked out of the hospital door that she looked at him with a smile, as if she wanted to ask something.

Chen Mo was staring at a fat man with a wounded face without blinking.

"Little brother, we're meeting again!" Dongmen Qing smiled and glanced at his companions.

The more the fat man thought about it after returning home yesterday, the more wrong it became, so he went to report the case today and followed him to the hospital for an injury examination. He planned to go to Shen Dali's house to ask for money again, but he was afraid that something would go wrong, so he asked his brother-in-law, who was the director of the police station, to follow. At this moment, seeing Lin Qingying's beautiful and charming appearance, he couldn't help but salivate, almost thinking that he had bumped into the fox fairy in the world.

"What do you call a beautiful woman? Are you interested in playing golf together? I am a member of the Golden Bottle Club and have an annual pass. Dongmen Qing salivated and leaned forward, and a fat claw also stretched out, I don't know whether I want to shake hands or go up and touch it.