"Bang!"

Mo Dieyi looked at the moment when the night left the song.

Fist-to-flesh thump.

"Bang!"

The tattooed man's body weighing more than 100 pounds slammed on the stage, and the scene was instantly silent.

"Yay!"

"My husband won."

"Spike!"

"One-hit knockout!"

Ye Lige's happy screams broke the deathly silence, and everyone was already stunned, they couldn't believe what they had just seen, and Mo Dieyi was even more confused: "What happened just now?" Did my eldest brother win? How can it win? How did that man fall to the ground? ”

"Brother Bingyan, you are so good, so powerful, good cow, good cow, good cow, ahhhh

The night song is jumping vigorously in the audience.

The young man on the stage looked at her, the corners of his lips raised a smile, extremely warm, extremely favored, and the depth of love that could not be concealed.

"Ding!"

The end bell rings.

The tattooed man was taken off the stage, and the doctor gave him first aid, and he did several cardiopulmonary compressions before finally waking up.

As soon as I opened my eyes.

What I saw was the song of Ye Li: "You lose, one million, give it to me quickly." ”

Even buy Karma!

As soon as the tattooed man's eyes closed, he would rather never wake up in his life.

Stage.

Mo Bingyan looked at the bald man who brought them: "Next." ”

This, this, this......

The bald man's jaw is about to fall off, this person is too awesome, smashing a person with a fist, just this grade, who dares to fight with him, no, you have to find a heavyweight.

Tyson!

He is known as the first underground boxer.

In the entire capital, no one dared to confront him, and in short, no less than ten people died under his fist.

"Is it him?"

"The bald head can actually let Tyson get out of the horse, which shows that he is really in a hurry, who do we buy to win?"

There is a lot of talk about betting.

At the same time, the multiple of Mo Bing's win was also lowered, and finally it was even lower than Tyson's.

"Huh."

"I'm going to buy it too."

"If you buy my husband to win, I will buy it with the 1.2 million we won just now."

Ye Lige finds the bald man.

Mo Dieyi: "You're crazy, my brother is working it, and you actually use the money you earn to gamble?" ”

"I'm not gambling, I'm picking up money, although the odds are very low, a loss of 0.3, but it's better than nothing, it is better to win a little bit, how can it be better than nothing."

"Tyson won to five to one?"

"It's not going to be a match-fixing, is it?"

"Possibly."

"Then who to buy?"

Everyone is talking about it, and when it is changed to the net, they will not hesitate to buy Tyson, because it is a sure win, a sure win.

But now.

Seeing the ratio of 1 to 5, they hesitated, and always felt that the water was too deep.

"I know, they must be playing psychological warfare with us, that is, betting that we don't dare to bet on Tyson to win, the first game may be a match-fixing, anyway, I bet on Tyson, I believe that Tyson will never play a match-fixing, with his rank, a knockout of that teenager can do it."

Someone analyzed it like this.

Everyone took a look: Eh, it's true, Tyson is famous for not playing match-fixing, how can he not be a mere teenager with his rank, he must win.

"Buy Tyson."

"We buy Tyson."

People who watch live betting remotely are also swarming to buy Tyson, so they don't believe that Tyson will lose.

"Are you sure you really bought your husband?"

The bald man is a little cowardly, mainly because he is afraid that he will lose and make trouble, and he can't afford to provoke that master.

"Sure."

Ye Lige is super sure, this is really not much money, otherwise you can make more money.

"Crazy."

"I think you're really crazy."

Mo Die was about to collapse, but he could only watch his brother's hard-earned money being bet on Ye Lige. 89 Literature Network

"Ding!"

The second game begins.

Tyson stood on the stage, hooked the corner of Mo Bing's lips, smiled evilly, and slammed his fist at him.

That's Tyson.

It's crisp and neat, and you can knock out your opponent with one punch, and you will never be soft on the second punch.

"Brother, be careful."

Mo Dieyi exclaimed.

The next second.

Mo Bingyan had already dodged away, Tyson's fist fell into the air, and in the next second, he only felt that his head had been hit hard, and the whole world was quiet, and his eyes were also plunged into darkness.

"Bang!"

His two-hundred-pound body slammed to the ground.

KO again?

Another fist?

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and the next second they went crazy: "Is this a person?" ”

"Match-fixing!"

"This must be a match-fixing!"

"Return the money."

"You guys are playing match-fixing!"

"Return the money."

The audience was furious, eager to snatch back the bet just handed over.

"Quiet!"

As soon as the bald man shouted through the microphone, the whole venue spread, and everyone was silent, and then he continued: "You can also see very clearly just now, this young man knocked out Tyson with a solid fist, it is still the old rule, if any of you want to think that this is a fake match, you can come up and challenge him in person, if you don't dare, then shut up." ”

The venue was quiet.

Everyone is looking around, and if a hero wants to stand up, no one dares to stand up.

"There's one more."

Mo Bingyan looked at the bald man expressionlessly.

"Yes."

The bald man cried: "I know there is another one, but if even Tyson is knocked out by you, I really can't find someone who can fight you." ”

The main thing is that he is the person introduced by the master, and he doesn't dare to ask him to play fake matches, otherwise he can make more money.

"Husband, then don't fight, I just bet all the 1.2 million you won to bet on you to win, we have a lot of money now, let's go for supper, I'm hungry."

Ye Lige shouted in the audience.

Everyone looked at her, in addition to envy and jealousy in their eyes, why didn't they bet with her just now?

It's stupid!

What a guiding light, they all beat Tyson to win.

"Okay."

"Let's go for supper."

The boy agreed, and the bald man immediately stepped down to give money, 1.6 million was a check, and the rest was cash.

"Husband, you're too good."

"Awesome."

Get out of the breath-holding basement.

Ye Lige hugged Mo Bingyan and happily pouted and kissed him on the face.

Mo Dieyi was numb.

This woman is too tired, but the eldest brother really enjoys it.

"Dieyi, you're so good."

"Really, in that kind of place just now, you are a girl who can still be calm and not be scared to cry."

Ye Lige leaned over and pouted.

"Don't."

"Just kiss my eldest brother, don't kiss me."

Mo Die refused ugly, she couldn't stand such a greasy, it made people's scalp tingle and uncomfortable.

"Okay."

"Brother Bingyan, you accept this kiss for Dieyi."

Ye Lige leaned over, stood on tiptoe and wrapped his arms around Mo Bingyan's neck, and kissed him firmly on the face.

"Brother, you are really good on stage, where did you learn this martial art? I never knew you were fighting like this. ”

"I don't even know."

Yeli looked at him with a smile: "I know, it must be that you have practiced hard in the past three years, right?" ”

"Hmm."

Mo Bingyan looked at her, his dark eyes were as firm as ink, and he would never be unable to protect her again in this life like last time.