"Give me my phone."

Mo Bingyan was handsome and cold, and the bald man was stunned: "What are you doing?" Don't you have a phone? ”

"It's not okay if there's no electricity, if you tell you to take it, you can take it, my brother wants to call."

Mo Die is still violent.

The bald man glanced at her, but still handed the phone to Mo Bingyan: "Huh." ”

Mo Bingyan dialed out the number, and his voice was faint: "For a game of 200,000, I want to open three games." ”

The next second.

Mo Bingyan handed the phone to the bald man.

"What's going on?"

The bald man looked confused, he had seen the dragging, but he had never seen a little milk dog dragged like him, and there were three games, and he couldn't get up even if he was beaten down with a punch.

"Hey, Sanji, you take him now."

On the other end of the phone.

The man's voice was fierce, and the bald man softened at once, and laughed with him: "Yes, boss, I'll take them over now." ”

The phone hangs up.

The bald man's eyes when he looked at Mo Bingyan changed, who is this? was able to call that master in person, and he was so scared that his heart is still trembling.

Get in!

The doors are closed.

Mo Die looked at Mo Bingyan: "Brother, where are we going, what 200,000 fight?" ”

Ye Lige: "Bing Yan, you shouldn't be fighting with people, fighting that kind of boxing match that asks for money, right?" ”

"That's not good, I've seen that kind of boxing match on TV that will kill people, brother, you can't do that."

Mo Dieyi was anxious all of a sudden, she regretted the call she made to Mrs. Mo, if she hadn't called, she wouldn't have made such a fuss, the old lady was too ruthless, she really let them go out of the house, and even the three of them had their mobile phones confiscated.

"That's right, Bingyan, I really don't have to fight any boxing matches, I have a way to make money."

I want to go to the hospital when I leave the song at night.

With her ability, as soon as she stops in the emergency room, the money will definitely come by brushing up.

"Don't worry."

Mo Bingyan popped out two words.

"Brother, you're going to a boxing match, how can I rest assured?"

"Don't go, okay?"

"Brother, I beg you, don't go, or I'll go to a friend to borrow some first."

Mo Die was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Ye Lige looked at Mo Bingyan, pursed his lips, and his voice was very soft: "Are you sure you'll be fine?" ”

"Sure."

Mo Bingyan raised the corners of her lips.

"Okay, I'll definitely cheer you on off the field, anyway, you are not allowed to get hurt, if you get hurt, I will cry."

The threat of the night song is simply simple.

Mo Dieyi glared at her: "Hey, why are you like this, you actually support my brother to fight in a boxing match?" ”

"I believe in Ice."

"I believe that Bing Yan is reluctant to let me cry."

Ye Lige laughed out loud as she spoke, Mo Dieyi squinted at her, why is this person like this?

Show affection at every turn.

I don't look at their current situation, and I'm just a stupid aunt.

"Since it was the master who introduced you to the boxing match, then I won't say more, you should know the rules, right? After signing the life and death certificate, it is up to life and death on the field. ”

The bald man spoke.

Mo Dieyi was even more nervous, and her eyes were already red: "Big brother, have you heard, this is going to die, don't you have any boxing matches, can't we think of other ways to make money?" ”

"Don't worry."

Mo Bingyan is still these two words.

Mo Die said that Mo Bingyan could only put his hope on Ye Lige: "You should persuade my brother again, is money more important to you than my brother's life?" ”

"Dieyi, do you believe your brother?"

Ye Lige asked rhetorically, so angry that Mo Dieyi wanted to explode: "Where is this a question of believe it or not, now is a boxing match, you just heard this person say, this is a thing that will kill people, do you want my brother to try it even if you know the danger?" ”

"I believe in Ice Death, so I don't think there's any danger in this, we're going to pick up money."

"600,000 at once." Scholarly

"600,000."

"My husband is so good, he can make me so much money casually, I'm going to stay in the best hotel tonight."

Ye Lige suddenly turned his head, pursed his lips and said "Hello" on Mo Bingyan's face.

Mo Die twitched at the corner of her lips.

This woman is simply, stinky and shameless, she really worships money, for her, money is really more important than the life of the eldest brother, but the eldest brother is fascinated by her and can't tell the north and the south, and she really wants to fight boxing.

It's here.

At the end of a dimly lit street.

No one knew that the basement of such a dilapidated house was crowded with people.

There are no ventilated windows.

All the people huddled together and automatically split a way to the middle ring.

It's quiet!

All the people were staring at them.

On the other side of the boxing ring, a muscular man climbed up, he still had a tattoo on his head, and grinned at Mo Bingyan: "Is it that you want to fight a life and death game of 200,000?" ”

"That's right."

Mo Bingyan jumped onto the stage.

"Wow!"

There was an exclamation around, this posture is too handsome, the guardrail is at least three meters high, and ordinary people can't jump on it.

"What's the use of being handsome on stage, won't I be beaten into a dog after a while?"

The tattooed man looked at the audience.

Ouch?

That little girl is so pretty.

He grinned: "Hey, little girl, if you feel sorry for him and are reluctant to let me beat him to death, you can sleep with me for one night, and I will give you 200,000 yuan." ”

"Huh."

Ye Lige smiled: "Do you have a million?" ”

"What, you want a million?"

The tattooed man grinned, and there was laughter around him: "Do you really think you are inlaid with gold?" ”

"I wanted to make a bet with you."

"If my husband wins you, you will lose me an extra million, and if my husband loses, I will accompany you for a few nights."

The sound of the night song is soft and glutinous, clear and transparent.

Mo Dieyi was stunned: "Are you crazy?" You even sold yourself for money? ”

"Shh

"I'm wronging."

Ye Lige whispered, Mo Dieyi: "I think you are simply crazy and hurt my brother." ”

"How?"

"Do you dare?"

"Whoever doesn't dare is a turtle with a shrunken head."

Ye Lige made a grimace at him, causing the people around him to laugh: "Mad dog, this little girl is teasing you, satisfy her, and bet with her." ”

Stage.

Mo Bingyan was looking at the night song.

Ye Lige smiled sweetly at him, and threw a flying kiss: "Brother Bing, come on." ”

"Huh."

The corners of Mo Bing's lips raised slightly.

"Ding!"

The competition has officially begun.

There is no need for referees, the rules are very simple, but there are no rules, whoever lies on the ground and can't get up, even if he loses.

"Come on."

"Do you want me to let you?"

"Two punches for you first?"

The tattooed man showed off his chest muscles and trembled, causing the screams of the women in the audience.

Night song: "Hey, big chest and no brain." ”

Mo Dieyi looked at her, her eyes fell on Ye Lige's chest, was she scolding herself?