Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"He is called Jiang Lang. I came here to fight a few days ago. Here we are again tonight. We have won three heavyweights at one time. Now we are challenging the fourth

Han cheye walked into the arena and wanted to take the stage. He was stopped by the person in charge. "Seven masters, the boxing match begins. Only one side falls to the ground. Otherwise, it can't end. This is the rule."

"Then I'll be the referee." The man took the equipment from the referee's table and went on stage.

The young man who was originally the referee stood in a daze, "boss, this is..."

The person in charge of the sentence: "Heroes save the United States."

Another boxer hit Jiang's jaw with a fist. Jiang fell to the ground in an instant. He felt as if his chin had been removed.

The boxer's fists kept hitting, and Jiang's hands protected his head.

When the man was tired and thought he had killed himself.

Jiang languo immediately rushed forward, grabbed his neck, forced hard, buried his head, made a point of Yin move, bit the man's ear.

"Ah!"

The boxer was in pain, and his hands kept hammering at Jiang.

Jiang languor chokes his neck dead, compare is who can't breathe first, no breath.

He has to live. His mother is waiting for him to pay for his medicine. He can't die!

The man came up and whistled.

The strong fighter fell to the ground.

"Jiang Yang." The man's eye son deeply looks at the ginger languor that slowly rises, a way: "win!"

When he heard this, he fell on the ground. At least a lot has been raised. A few more nights.

Yeah, he'll have a few more nights.

Mom, you have to wait for me.

This guy actually won four people! Others can be said to be the wrong person, and they are badly compensated.

"Boss, is that cheating, boss?" Just when the referee, the guy was sharp eyed and found that when the boss came in, he moved his hands and feet on the boxer's acupoints.

With a long smile, the person in charge fished the young man away with one hand. "The venue belongs to the boss. It would be nice if he could abide by the rules on the face of it and not throw the boxer down directly."

"The boss never does such a thing." He had the impression that the boss followed the rules and was even more rigid.

Such a low-level trick, the boss is the most disliked.

Responsible person is a smile: "you are still small, adult world you do not understand."

Jiang languo's eyes turned, and he barely opened them. At this time, he was in the bathtub, soaking in his own blood.

"Awake?"

Jiang Lango opened his eyes and looked at the man who was walking towards him with bath towel and bathrobe.

Han Che Ye wiped his hair and picked up Jiang. Jiang Lang snatched his bathrobe and immediately put it on. He didn't wipe his body.

"Wash it again." Han Che Ye looks at the blood in the bathtub and says disgust.

Jiang languo didn't make a sound and went out barefoot. He knew that Han cheye thought he was dirty. If it's dirty, show him.

"Do you think you can open that door without my permission?"

Jiang languo's hand holds the door handle, but he can't pull it open.

Tonight, he's going to give his mother medical bills.

"Where's my money?" Jiang languo's forehead suddenly burst out a cold sweat. It's supposed to be in the hands of the person in charge of the fight. Yeah, that's right. Don't panic. Don't panic.

"Are you short of money?"

Jiang languo turned around and went to Han cheye and asked in a sharp voice, "let me out."

"I won't let you go if you don't make it clear to me."

"My mother is sick, she needs me. Will you let me out? I beg you