City: I turned out to be a villain

Chapter 82 No. 23 wins!
"Ten, nine, eight, seven...two, one!"

These ten seconds are very short for the audience, they really want to see the white shark stand up.

But these ten seconds are very, very long for No. 23. He is now completely weak, and his whole body is sending a painful message to his brain, and what he can do now is to try to keep himself clear. When it was dark, he fell over.

"Then I declare! No. 23 vs. No. 23! No. 23 wins!" The referee walked to No. [-]'s side and raised his hand.

The referee looked at No. 23 with some appreciation, and nodded slightly to him.

No. 23 saw it, smiled back, and squeezed out a few words with difficulty: "I won!"

Then the 23rd fell down.

The field was boiling again, and no one could have imagined that No. 23 would win again.

"Win, number 23 won!"

This was a sentence that echoed in the boss's mind. He turned to look at Zhang Xingyuan and said, "He won!"

"Yeah!" Zhang Xingyuan nodded, he believed that No. 23 would definitely win, because No. 23 couldn't afford to lose, and this kind of people who put themselves to death and survived are the most terrifying.

The boss walked to Zhang Xingyuan's side and said politely: "Get to know me, my name is Chen Xinlian, from the Chen family in Beijing!"

Zhang Xingyuan turned around and shook hands with the boss: "Jiangbei Zhang Family, Zhang Xingyuan!"

Only then did Chen Xinlian realize that he knew Zhang Xingyuan's name. After all, he and his cousin Chen Xinhua were also known as China's Top Ten Promising Youths.

"I never thought you were Zhang Xingyuan!" Chen Xinlian said.

"If you have something to do in Xiangcheng, come here for a walk!" Zhang Xingyuan replied.

"What? Are you interested in that number 23!" Chen Xinlian said.

Zhang Xingyuan nodded silently.

"I just said, why are you so convinced that he will win, but you just kept talking about hope! What's the story?" Chen Xinlian asked with great interest.

Zhang Xingyuan can see that Chen Xinlian intends to make friends with him, and then he will tell Chen Xinlian about the 23rd!

"Oh! So there is such a story in it, so it seems that this bet is destined to win on the 23rd!" Chen Xinlian knows very well that when a person is in a desperate situation, the power that can erupt is beyond his imagination.

As for No. 23, he must win, and only if he wins can he use the winning money to treat his daughter.

"This is what you want to see!" Zhang Xingyuan laughed.

Chen Xinlian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's right, it seems that number 23 must win from the very beginning, otherwise I will lose a lot!"

Chen Xinlian smiled slightly, then turned around and said, "I will bring you the money you won later! If you are interested in No. 23, you can go on stage and take No. 23 away now!"

"Thank you!" Zhang Xingyuan nodded and said, and then walked onto the stage.

"You are?" The referee saw Zhang Xingyuan on stage, and asked with some doubts
"Chen Xinlian asked me to come!" Zhang Xingyuan replied.

Then No. 23 was carried off the stage by the referee and Zhang Xingyuan.

After that, Zhang Xingyuan took No. 23 to a nearby hospital.

This hospital is the hospital that Chen Xinlian pointed out to him, because this hospital is supported by his Chen family, and all the wounded in his fighting arena are sent here.

When Zhang Xingyuan came to the hospital, he helped the 23rd to complete the hospitalization procedures.

In the afternoon, in Ward 207 of the hospital, No. 23 woke up slightly, opened his eyes and looked at this strange environment, thinking that he had arrived in heaven.

"This is the hospital!" Zhang Xingyuan just came to the hospital to see him, and saw him wake up.

"Who are you? And why did I appear in the hospital!" No. 23 lay flat on the hospital bed and wanted to sit up, but the pain all over his body made him unable to move, so he turned his head slightly and said to Zhang Xingyuan.

But there was some anger in his tone.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhang Xingyuan, and I was the one who brought you here from the ring!" Zhang Xingyuan pulled a chair and sat beside the bed.

"You! Why are you, no, no, I can't be hospitalized!" Number 23 immediately went crazy.

"Don't worry, I've already paid the money for you!" Zhang Xingyuan knew what he wanted to express on the 23rd. It was nothing more than a large sum of money needed for hospitalization, and he didn't want the money he earned so hard to spend on himself. .

"Then I can't continue to stay here, I haven't claimed my money yet, two consecutive victories, it's 80!" No. 23 said excitedly, and then wanted to get up.

But Zhang Xingyuan held him down and said: "Are you crazy? I know you want to save your daughter. If you weren't a dark fighter, you would be a vegetable if you were an ordinary person. If a good bone breaks again, you are ready to lie on the bed for the rest of your life, and no one will be able to save you when the time comes!"

Zhang Xingyuan's words hit No. 23's mind like a slap in the face.

"No, then I beg you, help me go to the fighting arena to get the money, I really need that money!" No. 23 continued, although he had calmed down a bit.

"Brother Zhang doesn't need to do this kind of thing, I just send the money over!"

At this time, a voice came from outside the ward, and then that Chen Xinlian walked in and said leisurely.

"Who are you?" No. 23 didn't recognize the person who appeared suddenly in front of him.

"Me? I am the boss of that fighting arena!" Chen Xinlian said with a smile.

"Here is 100 million!" Afterwards, Chen Xin even beckoned, and a person walked in with a box, and then opened the box.

Inside is a box full of money!
On the 23rd, he calmed down now. How could he not understand now? He looked at Chen Xinlian and then at Zhang Xingyuan, feeling a little grateful, and then said weakly: "You gave an extra 20!"

"Not much, seeing that you have suffered such a serious injury, the extra 20 will be treated for you, and the other 80 is your original bonus!" Chen Xinlian said with a smile, and the smile was very healing.

"Thank you then!" No. 23 nodded gratefully. He wanted to decline, but he really needed the money, so he kept talking about the refusal, but he didn't say it in the end.

"Then I'll put the money here!" Chen Xin waved his hand, motioning the people below to put the money on the hospital bed, then turned his head to look at Zhang Xingyuan and said, "Brother Zhang, as for your bet, I'll figure it out." It's 500 million, and then I won't charge the handling fee!"

Then, from the corner of the eye, I glanced at No. 23 who was puzzled and laughed and said, "You don't know, the person who pressured you to win is Brother Zhang!"

The 23rd is very grateful to Zhang Xingyuan and wants to stand up to thank him, but his body does not allow it.

"You want to collect the raffles to win the raffles. After all, they are all in business. Then return my principal and give him all the money I won!"

(End of this chapter)