Quinnier is a professional boxing referee. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he is in his forties this year, and the top of his head is a little bald.

Quinnir has been having a bad time lately. As an experienced professional boxing referee, Quinnier's income can still make a good living. But Quinier wasn't satisfied.

Boxing matches are often associated with gambling companies, and major fights are often held in casinos. In this environment, Quinnir began to become a gambling habit.

But gambling is a thing, only the dealer wins, and the gambler will never win. At the casino, Quinnier loses years of savings and property, and owes a large debt to a loan shark.

Cornered, Quinnier began to take risks to manipulate his own competitions, buying his favorite fighters at gambling companies to win to make a profit.

In the match between Lin Ye and Barrera, Quinnier spent $37,000 in advance to buy Barrera to win. During the game, he deliberately ignored Barrera's several vicious fouls and hit Lin Ye in the back of the head.

As a boxing referee, Quinnier knows what happens when a boxer is hit in the back of the head. But at that time, Quinil, in the case of Barrera's extreme disadvantage, wanted to hope that Barrera's foul could knock Lin Ye down. In this way, as he wanted, Barrera won and Lin Ye lost.

But the situation is that Lin Ye used the way of running in the boxing ring to avoid Barrera and won the match without any suspense.

At the moment when Lin Ye won, Quinir's heart was extremely disappointed, and he was also full of resentment towards Lin Ye.

At the end of the game, Quinnier's $37,000 went down the drain. He sold the old Mustang that his father had passed on to him. That vintage Mustang is the first generation of Mustang sports cars, and in the eyes of those car collectors and enthusiasts, such a car is undoubtedly extremely collectible. Quinnier's father took great care of him and maintained him almost like a new car. The car had been in service with the Quinnier family for decades, and now, because of Quinil's greed, it was sold at a low price.

"Presumably, my father will be disappointed in me when he finds out in heaven." Quinniel laughed self-deprecatingly, picked up his glass, and poured down the strong juice in one gulp.

Quinniel finished his drink and handed the cup to the bartender. The bartender poured another glass for Quinnil. Quinniel raised his glass and wanted to take another sip. For him, Quinnir now just wants to get drunk. Quinil is now really in a desperate situation, and Quinil doesn't even dare to think about what tomorrow will bring. Tomorrow, perhaps, the loan sharks will appear in a vicious manner and force him to pay back. Quinnir can imagine what would happen to the gangster-backed loan sharks when they knew they couldn't pay it back.

Quinnir knew a guy who was unable to repay the money owed to the loan sharks, so he was sold to the perverted gay club by the loan sharks.

Thinking about the final outcome of that guy, Quinnir couldn't help but feel numb in his heart.

"Hey, Daniel, aren't you bored drinking alone?"

Quinniel looked up and saw a thin man in a suit and leather shoes, looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you?" Quinnir didn't know the man, so he asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am. You should know Mr. Kent. ”

"Mr. Kent? I know him, he's a big boss who runs casinos and often organizes tournaments. Quinnier said.

"Mr. Kent wants you to do you a favor, and of course it will pay you handsomely. And it's easy. ”

When Quinil heard this, he vaguely knew what Kent wanted him to do. Kent was manipulating the boxing match behind the scenes, and Quinniel had heard about it. It's just that Kent is too secretive and has a lot of influence in the boxing world, so Kent has been safe and sound for so many years.

Anyway, he is now desperate, as long as anyone gives him enough dollars to let Quinnir do whatever he wants.

"I accept. Who do you want me to win that game? ”

"It's Lin Ye's match with Morales, and I want Morales to win." The comer said.

Quinil was stunned, but he didn't expect it to be Lin Ye. Then a rush of revenge surged in his heart, the last time Lin Ye let himself lose so badly, forcing himself into a desperate situation. This time, Quinnir seized the opportunity, and he could take revenge and get a good reward.

"Okay, I agree." Quinir said immediately.

"It's your pay." The visitor pulled a check from his bosom, and Quinniel took it. "That's $70,000, and when Morales wins, there's $80,000 for you."

After bribing Quinil, the visitor left the bar and pulled out his phone.

"Boss, the referee's business has been done."

"Very well, you did a good job. Next, we can wait for the game to come. Kent on the other end of the line hung up the phone.

In front of the hung up phone, there was a faint woman's smile from it.