"Back to me, do you still hate them?" Ye Nianmo said softly.

Hai Zhuoxuan looked at him deeply, "The more you hate, the more you love."

"Yes." Ye Nianmo rubbed the corner of his mouth, "Let's go, today is indeed a good day for a fight."

Hai Zhuoxuan didn't know what Ye Nianmo was saying today, but it was not easy to let him wander around alone, so he told Ye Chuqing that he would go back later today.

Ye Nianmo took him to a flight of more than a thousand kilometers and arrived at an underground boxing ring near the city at two o'clock in the morning.

When the two arrived, the battle was fierce. One white man pressed the other white man under him and beat him hard. Seeing that the person below was beaten to the point of being beaten to the point of bruised face, only one breath was left, the host came forward to separate the two.

There was a burst of cheers higher than a wave of loud shouts at the scene. When the host separated the two, everyone was still dissatisfied with inverted color.

Hai Zhuoxuan thought Ye Nianmo was just watching boxing, but he didn't expect that he walked to the backstage in diameter. There was a man sitting behind him. The man had only one eye and the other eye was empty.

"Fist." Ye Nianmo said in a deep voice.

The man was carrying his back, and his eyes were like a wolf, sweeping the man in a luxurious suit and handsome face in front of him, "How much does it take?"

Different levels of underground boxing rings get different money. If you suffer the least injury, you will have less money when you win, and you will increase one level after another. The highest level is equivalent to signing a life and death clause. Of course, people also like to watch it the most.

"The highest level." Ye Nianmo said in a deep voice.

Hai Zhuoxuan would not let him make such a fool of himself, and immediately stepped forward to pull him away, "Why are you crazy? You are drunk, either go to watch boxing or find a hotel to sleep!"

Ye Nianmo pulled his hand away and looked at the man coldly, "Fisting, the most advanced."

The man smiled, showing uneven layers, and with yellow teeth stains, and stared at the man in front of him without eyeballs.

“Fill in the form.”

Of course, there is no name or ID card on the form. People who come here to practice boxing, either want money or just want to be happy, and some want to die.

"I won 700,000 yuan, of which 30,000 yuan was given to my family, and the remaining 670,000 yuan belonged to you." At first glance, there were a lot of money, but in fact, not much, and people like to see people.

It costs hundreds of thousands to die, but a top-level event can generate nearly one million profits.

He only said it once, if he guessed correctly, the man in front of him didn't care how much money he could get. At most, the 700,000 would be the price of two suits on him.

Ye Nianmo quickly signed, "When can I call it?"

"The next game, the locker room is inside." The man said with his eyes narrowed.

Hai Zhuoxuan followed Ye Nianmo into the locker room, "What are you going crazy? Your life and death are unpredictable. Have you ever thought about your aunt, have you ever thought about Yiyi?"

"Don't always use these to bind me!" Ye Nianmo turned around and approached her, grabbed his hand and placed it on his chest, "Do you know, I'm almost dying from the pain here!"

He grabbed his hand and beat his chest desperately, making a muffled sound in his chest.

After changing his clothes, he walked directly outside. Hai Zhuoxuan couldn't stop him, and was worried that something would happen, so he had to call Ding Yiyi.

Ding Yiyi has been guarding Ye Miao with Dr. Duan. Ye Miao has a low fever at night and both of them have not slept for a night.
Chapter completed!