The last game, the game is over, as long as you try your best, you can get the credit of "Ink Battle". Moreover, the prize money for the championship is also very generous. This money can help my father change to a more comfortable bed, and in the next few months, he may not need to worry too much about medical expenses.
Maybe, maybe I can participate in every competition selection in the future, so that I can help my father transfer to another hospital.
While walking on the way to the boxing ring, Zhao Yuan thought, his hands trembling slightly.
Chen Wanxin held his hand and pressed it close to her face. The owner of these fists used the most primitive way to protect the fate of his family for himself. She believed that from now on, her thousands of blue hairs would dance just for him.
Zhao Yuan looked at her silently, the flaming red lips were close at hand, the beautiful girl was staring at her with her beautiful eyes, the hero, the beauty, the perfect combination since ancient times, all they needed was one last passionate kiss. Zhao Yuan shook his head and smiled apologetically at Chen Wanxin.
That's enough, isn't it, Chen Wanxin thought. Little did she know that another person suddenly passed through Zhao Yuan's heart. That person fell down in the darkness, but took the initiative to press his lips to hers. It was her, her first kiss in the true sense. The sweetness at that time seemed to have become a demonic obstacle that became longer and tighter, and it seemed that it could never be escaped.
Near the boxing ring, Zhao Yuan and Chen Wanxin saw police cars surrounded, and the red and blue warning lights on the cars made them both panic.
Zhao Yuan pulled Chen Wanxin and ran quickly to the nearest commercial building. They looked from the top and saw Ling Zhi's collapse.
Many people lined up from the underground boxing ring. They almost all had the same posture with their hands behind their backs. There is a table with a golden thumb in the boxing ring. It was originally a place for commentary and a place for people to gamble and place bets. The table is now being carried by two teams of armed police wearing camouflage uniforms, helmets and black body armor. come out.
Zhao Yuan dragged Chen Wanxin and rushed outside the human wall built by the police, and even specially grabbed the spectators to ask why. Chen Wanxin had already seen Zhao Yuan almost frantically grabbing at least seven or eight people passing by, asking, "What's going on here?" The passers-by either shook their heads, were frightened by his lost look, or simply broke away from him. leave.
Not getting an answer is the best answer.
"Brother Yuan, please stop... I beg you..." Chen Wanxin hugged Zhao Yuan from behind and tried to stop him.
"It's gone, it's all gone." Zhao Yuan suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength and fell down on the steps, his eyes blank.
"What should I do?" Zhao Yuan looked at Chen Wanxin with red and swollen eyes and threw himself into her arms like a child. He really thought of all the ways.
I have posted online and hired trolls, but there are too many suffering people in the world, and not everyone can attract public attention. I signed a contract with my old employer where I used to work part-time, and the prepaid remuneration was limited and has already been spent. Relatives and friends who can support us have done their best, including the house. . . Already homeless
Zhao Yuan didn't rest long before he stood up and pulled Chen Wanxin back. Chen Wanxin knew that Zhao Yuan must have thought of some way, but he had reached the point where he relied on black boxing to earn medical expenses. What else could he think of? She wanted to see Zhao Yuan crying beside her, even for a moment. Crying brings relief to both herself and her.
Perhaps, doing so was wrong in the first place. . .
"Brother Yuan, please don't force yourself like this. Don't force yourself to stand up. Don't force yourself to walk forward. Can you stop for a while?" Chen Wanxin said softly, tears flowing down inadvertently.
Zhao Yuan turned back to look at her and said with a smile: "As long as you are alive, you can think of ways."
As soon as the words were spoken, Chen Wanxin raised her head and kissed Zhao Yuan deeply, closing her eyes tightly. The world faded away from the busy colors and turned into a clear silence. The neon lights around them seemed to turn into colorful butterflies, constantly jumping around them. In her deep eyes, she was the only one. Zhao Yuan knew that, but he couldn't bear to push her away for a moment.
Chen Wanxin opened her eyes and saw Lin Wenxi standing not far away. At this moment, she felt as if she didn't have to fight for anything. Facing Lin Wenxi, she felt extremely calm.
Lin Ziwei's figure slowly came into Zhao Yuan's eyes from a well-armed car. At the same time, standing not far away, was the man who was running out of breath. He had missed him for so long. A century-long man, just waiting for the game to end, hugging him deeply and kissing him deeply. . .
"Wenxi...it's you..." Zhao Yuan stepped in front of Lin Wenxi with an arrow in his eyes.
It seemed to be breathing out fire.
"I just hope you don't die." Lin Wenxi said.
"Speak clearly." Zhao Yuan grabbed Lin Wenxi's collar.
Lin Wenxi thought Zhao Yuan was angry, but she only saw deep sadness in his eyes. This sadness quickly surged and spread, surrounding him tightly, and he even felt faintly afraid.
Underground black boxing, drugs, and gambling are involved. At certain moments, a boxer's life is even in danger. Lin Ziwei quickly gave the credit to his colleagues in charge of the police. Naturally, the investigation of the underground boxing ring was carried out vigorously and vigorously. In front of many people, Lin Wenxi could not tell his father, so he chose to keep silent.
Zhao Yuan grabbed Lin Wenxi hard. At this moment, he wanted to tear the person in front of him into pieces. He wanted to hit people, he even wanted to destroy them, but seeing Lin Wenxi's clueless expression and seeing the concern on his face that he couldn't hide, Zhao Yuan couldn't be angry other than sad. Putting down Lin Wenxi, Zhao Yuan shook his head and said word by word: "Wenxi, please don't interfere in my affairs from now on, okay?" His voice was soft and gentle, but every word was bloody and the sound was like a knife.
"Does it hurt?" Lin Wenxi asked Zhao Yuan softly. Zhao Yuan shook his head, nodded and smiled at him.
"Why?" Lin Wenxi asked again.
Zhao Yuan was silent.
"The war between men has always been life and death. I am worried, but I feel that Zhao Yuan fought brilliantly. He has lived enough. I am you. I am afraid that I will never experience the victory and pleasure of overcoming life and death in my whole life." Chen Wanxin He looked at Lin Wenxi condescendingly.
Zhao Yuan slowly left, passing Lin Wenxi.
Lin Wenxi clearly saw the tears falling from the corners of Zhao Yuan's eyes, streaking across his face like a bolt of lightning in the middle of the night.
"Zhao Yuan..." Lin Wenxi tried to say something, but her vision went dark and her face was hot.
Chen Wanxin glared at him, her hands still shaking. Before Lin Wenxi could react, Chen Wanxin slapped Lin Wenxi again, crisply and loudly on the face.
"What are you doing..." Lin Wenxi asked vaguely, he couldn't even feel the pain on his face.
Chen Wanxin raised her hand again and was grabbed by Zhao Yuan: "How dare you?"
"But, the prize money from Brother Yuan's competition" Chen Wanxin's tears fell again.
Zhao Yuan turned and left.
Lin Wenxi stood still. He thought he heard wrongly what Zhao Yuan said just now. He wanted to catch up and ask again what Zhao Yuan said just now.
Lin Wenxi never felt that for a moment, Zhao Yuan seemed to be really leaving far away. He moved forward and chased after him.
Zhao Yuan subconsciously pushed him away.
Whether Zhao Yuan used excessive force or Lin Wenxi was unprepared, Lin Wenxi suddenly hit the iron fence on the sidewalk and fell to his knees heavily. Lin Wenxi gently stroked his cheek, and then gently rubbed his knees. He was a little dazed. He watched Chen Wanxin take Zhao Yuan away, their backs quickly disappeared at the end of the sea of people, and he was like a passerby. The air-conditioning blew out, and the white mist instantly tore into the boundless night.
"Brother Yuan, are you okay, Brother Yuan." Chen Wanxin kept asking.
Zhao Yuan suddenly turned around and clasped Chen Wanxin's wrist firmly with five fingers. Chen Wanxin felt a sharp pain in her wrist, which was almost numb.
"You... hurt me..." Chen Wanxin said aggrievedly.
"Chen Wanxin, why did you drag Wenxi into this?" Zhao Yuan asked sharply, and Zhao Yuan immediately swallowed "who is it?"
"I... didn't..." Chen Wanxin argued hurriedly.
Zhao Yuan threw Chen Wanxin away fiercely.
Chen Wanxin slapped herself hard on the spot and muttered to herself, I shouldn't have appeared, I shouldn't have. . . It's unnecessary. . . Zhao Yuan. . . So smart. . .
Why did Chen Wanxin tell Wenxi that she knew Lin Wenxi’s identity and knew that Lin Wenxi had the ability to stop me and you all did this to me and my father
Who is Chen Wanxin? . .
Zhao Yuan ran a little madly into the dark night far away, deeper and deeper.