Chapter 15:

This is the first time in years that Shen Xiulan saw her gritting her teeth.
Since sitting in a wheelchair, Rong Mo is not the same as a child, especially in the first few years, she has not adapted to a life that needs to be taken care of, and she lost a full ten pounds in less than six months.
Every time she went to see her, she saw that she was sitting alone in a wheelchair. She was holding the album of her and her mother when she was a child, or she was holding clothes and toys chosen by the mother and daughter. Hours.
The rumor that Miss Rongjia was like a doll who couldn't talk or laugh started at that time.
No matter her father or the people who have watched her grow up from an early age, they can't wait for her to be as mischievous as a child, even if it is a god, she is the little princess they are holding anyway.
Rong Mo's relationship with her mother is very deep, so in those years, Rong Mo has been depressed and immersed in the pain of the mother who missed her, but after a few years, it dilutes some sorrows and has been abducted
At that time, they were really looking for her and going crazy, they used almost all of their connections, and all the monitors they could see were searched. When the clues finally came, Rong Mo appeared on her own.
But her condition was very bad at that time. Shen Xiuran only heard about it later. When she found her, she was embarrassed and unconscious, and she was holding a bouquet of lilies in her arms.
It was Rong Mo's mother's birthday. She was abducted on the way out to buy flowers.
Rong Ji has always protected Rong Mo as an eyeball. When the accident happened, his father couldn't wait to pick up the skin of the gangsters, and even Shen Xiulan was distressed.
But then Rong Mo closed himself for a while, and no one was seen.
Until she later asked him to help find the person.
Shen Xiulan wanted to find it. He also wanted to see who found Rong Mo alone and rescued her. Thank you very much. Who thought of being a person with such a special identity and still so mysterious, find It took a year to find the figure.
Now he regrets telling Rong Mo about it.
However, Rong Mo's request could not be refused. Even if he did not take her with her, she would go by her own character.
Shen Xiulan didn't say anything, so he called someone.
Seeing Rong Mo's appearance, he also said that he was going to cause trouble. He also asked a few bodyguards to follow.
"Momo, I asked you, the person you were looking for only appeared there once, was entrusted to protect the employer, and left after the game."
"Are you sure he's gone?"
Shen Xiulan nodded. "I also specifically asked their company and heard their consultants say that he has just signed a contract with a client recently."
Rong Mo was silent for a while and said, "... He must be expensive."
"Ah?" Shen Xiulan took a breath. "You don't want to ..."
"I didn't think of anything!" Rong Mo looked at him with unbelief and emphasized: "I have no thoughts about him, but I still have to thank him for his life-saving grace."
Life-saving grace?
Shen Xiulan's heart was even lower.
This kind of grace is really a little big. Girls are very prone to worship people who have saved themselves. He wonders if Rong Mo is the same.
It's still early, the game hasn't started yet, and some people are cleaning on the ring.
When Rong Mo went in, he saw the man sitting on the corner sofa at a glance. There was still a boxer sitting next to him. It seemed that he had just finished playing and was smoking.
Two hot boxing babes came over from the other side. One of them came forward and sat on the other man's lap. The man smoked and held a woman's waist with a smile.
Shen Xiuran said: "Boxers will stay away from women's abstinence before the game, and they are really wanton."
Here, there are no rules on the platform, let alone the platform.
Rong Mo said, "Stop."
She looked at the man.
He was still sitting there, wearing a loose white coat, and lowering his head slowly bandaging his hands.
Another boxing baby stooped in front of him.
As long as he looked up, he could see the sexiest place of a woman.
As soon as Shen Xiulan lowered his head, he saw Rong Mo's face stretched with unhappy face.
Shen Xiuran was inexplicable. The guy was not the one who saved her. Why did she care so much about him?
He remembered the sentence that Rong Mo said before, "Mo Mo ... you shouldn't be, want to find him something?"
Rong Mo narrowed his eyes.
She always felt that this man was him.
Seeing the woman bend down in front of him, her hands could not help but tighten.
The next second, she saw his body move.
The upper body leaned back and leaned directly on the sofa, her face frosty, and she looked at the woman.
Rong Mo watched his mouth spit out a few words, and then the smile on the woman's face froze.
The boxer next patted the woman's hips and let her go.
The man turned his head and looked in the direction of Rong Mo.
Rong Mo saw that there was no expression on his face, and it seemed that he hadn't noticed her at all, or regarded her as air at all.
Rong Mo smiled and waved at him.
Many people saw this scene, and no one expected that the cold man actually stood up and walked towards the girl in a wheelchair.
Shen Xiuran, as a whole enemy, originally stood behind Rong Mo. When the man came over, he immediately stood next to Rong Mo, like a serious bodyguard.
The man didn't even look at him, looked down at Rong Mo with a light tone, "What are you doing?"
He's too tall and doesn't look as strong as other boxers, but even wearing a jacket can make people feel the hormones emanating from his body.
Rong Mo said, "Where's my box?"
The bodyguard brought by Shen Xiulan immediately brought the small box and Rong Mo said, "Open."
The box opened and it was full of cash.
The man froze for a moment, and said with a smile: "One hundred thousand?"
"One hundred thousand." Rong Mo said, "Last time I bought you to win, this time, I bought you to lose."
"..."
Nie Feizhan felt a little funny.
He always felt that she was soft and fragile, but she was stubborn in her bones.
When I wanted to cry, I was stunned, angry, and stunned.
She was so weak that she was so embarrassed that she had a problem, but she was uncomfortable.
He nodded, turned and left, but saw that the woman had just taken his gloves and was about to come over and hand him to him.
His face sank immediately. "Who made you touch?"
Although the boxing baby was hot, but in fact it was just part-time not long, she heard that the man had not lost one time on the ring, and his character was fierce and fierce. He was demonized.
But his whereabouts became a mystery. Except on the ring, he would not be seen when he stepped down. It was difficult to find him today, but I didn't expect ...
His appearance under the stage was so terrible.
"... Sorry, I just brought it for you."
Rong Mo watched the boxing baby like a frightened rabbit, put his gloves on the sofa, and went away with red eyes.
"Hello." Rong Mo stopped him, "Will you lose?"
He didn't look back, Rong Mo emphasized again, "I really bought you and lost."
"If I win, don't cry."
Rong Mo murmured, "I won't cry."
She certainly couldn't buy him to lose.
Although she had a lot of pocket money, she would throw away 100,000 yuan wherever she said, and she didn't think he would lose.
"Momo, do you really want to lose him?" Shen Xiulan said, "I heard that he never lost."
Rong Mo said, "You can press 200,000, press him to win."
Shen Xiulan: "Do you think he will win?"
Rong Mo supported his chin and looked down.
People are gradually increasing.
She said softly: "I don't think he will let me down."
Shen Xiulan frowned, not hearing what she said.
He checked this person, but found nothing, only knowing that his strength is top, from the beginning to the present, the admission price has doubled several times.
His identity here is not just as simple as warming up. He will only play in the heavyweight games later.
There were five rounds in the competition, and each round had only three minutes.
Rong Mo watched several games before finally turning to him.
As soon as his opponent came on, Rong Mo's eyelids jumped.
That man was about the same size as him, but with a much bigger body, densely packed with tattoos, throwing a jersey as soon as he came out, shouting at the crowd, showing his strong muscles.
After the first few games, the atmosphere was completely heated, and the crowd made a deafening sound, which was several times more shocking than the previous few games, including upstairs.
Many people came for this game.
That man is out.
He wasn't wearing a jersey like other boxers, he was still only in a boxing suit, and his handsome face was expressionless.
Rong Mo saw that his face was still cold, and a woman was screaming frantically. He did not look down.
From the beginning of the first round, many people noticed that these two men are equal in strength, and no one is weak!
"Not right."
Rong Mo murmured when she heard Shen Xiuran.
She narrowed her eyes and looked down.
The tattooed man is also very strong. When a punch is passed, the man reaches back and blocks to step back.
Ke Rongmo noticed that the tattooed man's expression was extremely fierce under the light, and every time he punched, red eyes appeared.
But his opponent is not weak. After several successive evasions, he finally found a chance and kicked the tattooed man's waist.
That foot should not be light, but the tattooed man didn't seem to feel it. He slammed on him and punched him with a punch.
Rong Mo's body was tight, and that punch would not be able to stand for ordinary people, let alone a severe blow!
One round, she saw his brow bone and nose bridge hit, and the corners of his mouth also bleed.
"That person must have taken the booster before the game."
After the first round, Rong Mo saw that he was sitting on the ground, lowering his head, and the blood on his forehead fell down one by one along the chin. Someone wanted to wipe the blood and was pushed away by him.
Shen Xiuran suddenly saw her turning around in a wheelchair and suddenly said: "Momo, where are you going? Bathroom?"
"Take me down."
Shen Xiulan said: "No, the following is too messy!"
Rong Mo glanced at him, "Take me down."
Shen Xiuran met her watery eyes, and she was right.
When she went down, the second round had already begun.
The tattooed man had a victory. It was even worse in the second round, but probably because he was anxious to knock his opponent down, he just made a crazy rampage. Instead, he was hit by a few key points, especially his head. The heavy punch made him doze off obviously.
The strength of the two people is comparable. This is particularly obvious in the second round. At the end of the two rounds, the atmosphere has reached a climax, especially those who bet on the bet.
The third round is about to begin.
This game is undoubtedly the fiercest in the whole game. In the chaotic vocal chaos, no one noticed that there was a girl in a wheelchair who was carefully pushed and passed silently through the crowd.
Nie Feizhan seemed to notice something, and suddenly looked up.
He was sweaty, his chest was undulating, and his hair was soaked.
Because his face was full of blood, and even the five senses were a little fuzzy, but those eyes were still deep and distinct.
Rong Mo saw the bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and seemed to suppress all the violent elements in his body, and the strength in every inch of muscle was trapped under the appearance of the beast.
How can such a person lose?
To Shang Rongmo's eyes, the man seemed confused, and stood up suddenly, "What are you doing here?"
People all around were crazy howling, Rong Mo couldn't hear him, but could feel his discomfort.
"I want to see if you lose."
He narrowed his eyes and his expression became a bit scary. "I lose, you can win."
Rong Mo's expression was stunned for a second.
This idiot, really think she beat him down?
She walked a distance, and even Shen Xiulan did not respond.
Then he looked up and said something to the men on the ring.
"come here."
The man paused.
All the people who looked at him only saw him disregarding the persuasion of the people around him, stretched out his hand and stepped out of the rope, then squatted down and looked down at the stage.
Rong Mo said to him, "I overwhelm you."
Nie Fei was frightened.
The deafening sounds around him, the opponents on the stage fiercely stared at him, and the referees and staff who wanted to rush over to get him back, did not look at him.
Among the turbulent crowd under the stage, the girl who was sitting in a wheelchair, as if fragile flowers and bones, reached out to him.
He looked at her soft lips one by one, "You come."