Night is the best protective color against depravity and sin.

In the "Tang Dynasty" dungeon, the largest gold cave in Jingcheng, a black boxing match was in full swing, and countless people surrounded the ring, blushing and roaring, shouting-

"Come on! Number Nine! ”

"I didn't expect the two girls to fight so hard!"

"Damn, what are you doing Three? Lao Tzu has gambled all his pants on you this time, and if you lose, you will die! ”

……

In the ring, the competition between the two women also reached a white-hot level, and the physical beatings entangled each other.

No. 3 is a black woman, tall, with tangled muscles and a fierce expression, while her opponent No. 3, with a black ponytail, is petite and slender, and is obviously an oriental girl, who is at a disadvantage at this time, and is forced to retreat step by step.

“loser。”

Number Three raised his lips and glanced at his opponent with disdain, then punched her hard in the jaw, and Number Nine stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"Whew!"

"Get up and keep going!"

……

The noise was so loud that it seemed to break through the entire arena, but the VIP area on the second floor was not affected at all, silent, dull, and depressing.

"Tsk, is this going to lose? It's boring. ”

Retracting his gaze from the ring, Lu Falcon lightly lowered the ash of his cigarette and said with a smile: "This No. 9, knowing that he is invincible, even rushed up stupidly......"

"People are self-aware, don't you say? Little Four. The last sentence has a meaning.

No one responded.

After a while, the man who had been hiding in the shadows finally raised his head, revealing a clear and cold face.

Handsome eyebrows, starry eyes, straight nose, perfect facial features, wearing a white shirt and suit pants, simple dress but forced him to wear a noble style of a family son, only the complexion is slightly white, thin lips are slightly pursed, and there is a breath of life that is not approachable from all over the body.

Hearing the man's words, he only lifted his eyelids slightly and didn't say a word.

This old fourth......

Lu Falcon frowned unconsciously, and his face looked better when his eyes swept over the wheelchair under him.

But a cripple! It's just good-looking, what the is pretending to be deep?!

"Do you hear me?" He said in a bad tone, and then laughed sarcastically, "Oh yes, I forgot, you're still dumb." After speaking, he waved his hand to the person next to him, and someone immediately offered paper and pen.

"It's not as good as the writing board that Luo Ran specially prepared for you, so make do with it."

Lu Zhiheng twisted his eyebrows, took the pen and paper with his slender fingers, and neatly dropped two words - "Something?" ”

didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and deliberately supported Luo Ran to bring him here, what is the third child doing?

"Since you ask, then I won't go around in circles." Throwing away the cigarette butt, the sporadic firelight was crushed by him with his foot, and Lu Falcon hooked his lips, "The old man loves you the most, so I want to cooperate with you to deal with the eldest and second child together." ”

"After the matter is completed, brother, I will cover you for the rest of your life, what do you think?"

What do you think?

Lu Zhiheng raised his eyebrows, paused for a moment, and dropped four words on the paper: "It has nothing to do with me." ”

That means, no matter how you make a fuss, even if you poke a hole in the sky, what does it have to do with me?

Lu Falcon naturally understood what he meant, and his face was gloomy for a moment, "You have to figure it out, the eldest and second are not as kind as me, in case...... You can't imagine what they're going to do to you, right? ”

"Or are you determined to oppose me?"

He stretched out his hand and pointed downward, and his tone was sarcastic, "Fourth, it's still the same sentence, people are self-aware, you must not learn from this number nine." ”

In the ring, Nine was punched in the abdomen and fell to the ground curled up, and the referee was crouching in front of her and shouting for seconds - "10, 9, 8, 7......"

There was a churn in my stomach, and the pain of convulsions was so severe that I felt like I was going to vomit out today and the overnight meal, and I couldn't exert any strength in my body.

No, you can't lose.

Ye Jiujiu thought so.

Lu Zhiheng looked towards the ring, just in front of the girl's bright and burning pupils, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he picked up the pen and wrote down two words.

"Not necessarily."

Lu Falcon was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

Lu Zhiheng didn't answer again, only slid his wheelchair and turned around, leaving him with a grim side face.

"You ......" Lu Falcon was about to say something more, but the sudden cheers downstairs attracted him to look over unconsciously.

I saw that No. 9, who was originally lying on the ground, stood up, swept towards No. 3 with a high leg, and then chased a few steps, with his knee on her abdomen, and at the moment when she bent over, an elbow hit her back, and then took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the rain-like fists struck out, each punch fell on the opponent's soft underbelly.

Number Three is losing ground and retreating.

It was visible to the naked eye that the ninth came from behind and regained the disadvantage.

The whistle doesn't blow and the game goes on.

Black fist is like this, either give up, or one side is completely knocked down, there are no rules and mercy to speak of.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour, until in front of everyone's eyes, No. 3 fell to the ground with a bang, and couldn't stand up again, so the No. 9 girl stretched out her hand, raised her thumb, and then slowly reversed, and the sound of her exit was soft and crisp that was completely different from her fist style-

"You're the loser."

In an instant, the applause was thunderous.

The host jumped into the ring, raised one of her hands high, and said passionately: "No. 3 wins!" Congratulations to No. 3 for becoming tonight's champion, and as a reward, you can get a prize of 30,000 yuan! ”

……

The wet hair fell in front of the forehead, blocking the view, blurring the small face, and beads of sweat swept across the tip of the nose and chin and fell into the white and tender skin, sweating profusely.

Ye Jiujiu pressed the tip of her tongue against her chin, only to feel that her mouth was full of rust smell, at this time, the corners of her lips were bruised, half of her face was swollen, and the moment she bit off her fist gloves and took the cash check from the host, the corners of her lips unconsciously pulled out an excited smile.

Won.

Mom's medical expenses and tuition fees for the next semester have been settled......

Lu Zhiheng retracted his gaze, pressed his fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair, and soon a man in black walked in, still holding a check in his hand.

"Si Shao, this is what you just bet to win."

Lu Zhiheng pointed to the stage, and the man in black understood, and immediately walked out.

"Miss, this is our young master who rewarded you, please accept it."

After a game, Ye Jiujiu was sitting on the edge of the ring panting, and the sudden appearance of the person made her stunned, "Reward me?" ”

Glancing at the check, one-two-three-four-five...... Five zeros after one!

Lakh!

Damn, a random reward is more than the prize money she has worked hard for several games, which one is lacking in heart!

Thinking so in her heart, her movements were faster than her brain, she snatched the check, and her big apricot eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, "Thank you for me, young master." She waved her hand towards the second floor, and although she couldn't see anyone, she smiled and showed a mouthful of big white teeth.

Save the poor son, you can come a few more times.