The Bamboo Horse Is No Match for the White Moonlight

Qingmei thought I had no money or ability, but she fell in love with an idle gangster who was inferior to me in every aspect. In order to make her change her mind and prove that I can afford to support her. I boxed with all my strength, gave up my dream of becoming a champion, and became a pawn in the hands of the powerful. In order to win, I fought desperately with my opponent, losing half my life to get a huge bonus. But when I held the bloody money in front of her and begged her to break up with the gangster, she looked at me contemptuously and threw the money into the air. "Why send a beggar away with such a small amount of money?" Break up now." Looking at Qingmei's determined look, I smiled at her, imitating the way I did when I was a child, and raised my hand to touch her head, "Okay, wait for me." In order to get one million, I bet my life and signed a life-and-death contract. In the last game of the match, I dragged my injured body and fell to the ring in the face of the opponent's fist on my head. I opened my deformed eyes and looked in the direction of Qingmei. I stretched out my hand to touch her head again, but the strength in my body seemed to be drained away and I could no longer touch her. The sounds in my ears were getting louder and louder, and my consciousness was getting blurry, but I still vaguely heard Qingmei's voice, "If it weren't for you, Zhao Lei wouldn't have died. You owe him this life!" I laughed at myself and swallowed my last breath. It turned out that this was the death trap she set for me in order to avenge Bai Yueguang.