The emotions of the audience at the scene were all aroused by the blood, and they screamed hysterically. Of course, those who lost the bet were also upset, especially the fat man next to Yang Xie, who was probably just a fake.

Yes, after this bet failed, everyone was confused.

"Darling, it's okay. It's human nature to make mistakes. Let's just bet on the next game and win it back." Although the charming woman was so distressed that the cooked ducks flew away, the big benefactor next to her still wanted to

Comfort him first, otherwise he will fly away soon and you will have nothing.

"You know nothing!" The fat man who was originally stunned jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and curse words flew out all over the sky. The one million he bet was secretly taken out of the company.

I plan to win a sum of money for personal use, but if I lose this time, what will I get back?

Yang Xie shook his head and did not look at the fat man. He turned to look at the stage. Liu Juxia, who had been knocked unconscious, had been dragged off by the staff. The second group of contestants were two men. They actually came on stage with weapons. One

Yang Xie glanced at the iron rod and the other long knife, and asked Liu Dingtao to predict the outcome.

"The one who wields the stick."

Although the two people this time are not warriors, they have reached the level of special forces. The fight is quite beautiful. In addition, both of them used weapons, with swords and swords, making everyone present scream.

When the player wielding the stick knocked off the opponent's knife with one stick, then hit the opponent's shoulder, and then broke the opponent's feet with a backhand stick, those so-called ladies from famous families turned pale in an instant.

Although these battles are particularly exciting to ordinary people, they are nothing more than that to people like Yang Xie and Liu Dingtao whose hands are stained with a lot of blood. When the two people came up in the third scene, Yang Xie's brows

He couldn't help but frown.

"Japanese people?"

One of the boxers on the stage was from Japan. He was holding a samurai sword in his hand. As soon as he appeared on the stage, he looked around with arrogance, pointed the tip of the sword at everyone, and sneered: "You are all trash!"

The whole audience stood up immediately and threw all kinds of obscenities on the stage. Chinese people are very knowledgeable in the art of swearing. Some people cursed eloquently for several minutes without saying anything serious. Even the fat man just now was so depressed.

Put it aside first and spray wildly at the benzene man that day.

The Japanese man was not angry. He pressed his samurai sword against the floor and held the sword with both hands, looking like a master who was focused and calm. However, his opponent was a man in his thirties, his face was red with anger, and he wanted to punch him directly.

Kill this stinky guy.

"Mr. Kazuo Kawashima is from the island country and is a master of the island country. This time he took the initiative to come to our boxing ring and was ready to experience our martial arts." The host was also a little embarrassed and cursed in his heart.

You said it well, but as soon as you got on stage, you started spewing shit. Fortunately, no one was handed tomatoes and rotten eggs to everyone below, otherwise I would have suffered the same.

Yang Xie was listening to the host when the fat man next to him suddenly rushed over with bright eyes: "Brother, who do you think will win this game?"

Yang Xie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that he had asked Liu Dingtao to tell him twice and Liu Dingtao had guessed correctly. However, the fat man had put the idea of ​​getting rich on his own side.

However, there is always no shortage of opportunities in life. What is missing is a pair of eyes that can detect opportunities. Since the fat man can seize them, Yang Xie will give him a push: "Although I am very reluctant, but that Japanese fat man can seize opportunities."

Will win."

The fat man immediately jumped up like a rocket, and then quickly bought Kazuo Kawashima. After finishing the purchase, he gave Yang Xie a cigarette and said with a shy smile: "Brother

, I have offended you so much before, please forgive me..."

Yang Xie took it, and the fat man helped him light it, and then handed out cigarettes to Liu Dingtao and Lao Yan. He was arrogant before and regarded Yang Xie and the others as little hanging threads. Now he took a closer look and found these two people.

The main character is Yang Xie, and he looks quite impressive. Coupled with his vision, he is definitely an amazing person!

Liu Dingtao didn't want it, but Lao Yan took it.

Yang Xie smiled and did not mean to blame the fat man. Although he was a bit pretentious, he was not bad after all. Moreover, the way he cursed Kazuo Kawashima just now made Yang Xie feel better about his senses.

few.

The battle in the ring has begun, but there is no suspense. Kazuo Kawashima's strength is actually at the mid-level Xuan level, and he can be considered a master. Even the Muay Thai master Yang Xie was in the mountain city last time is no match for him.

Although the man he arranged with him today was considered a warrior, he was only in the middle of the yellow level. He was stabbed directly in the chest by Kazuo Kawashima after just one encounter. He couldn't die any more...

For the audience, death came so unexpectedly that many people covered their mouths, especially the women, who turned their heads and did not dare to look. Kazuo Kawashima stood on the stage, pointing at everyone as he did at the beginning.

One person sneered: "You are all rubbish!"

This time, except for sporadic curses, everyone was silent. The other party was clearly using the battle just now to illustrate his point of view, but what could he use to refute his words?

The fat man's face suddenly turned pale. Although he had watched many boxing matches here and knew that boxers had to sign life and death certificates before going on stage, this was the first time he saw it in the boxing ring.

Someone died. This feeling of close contact with death made him almost paralyzed. If it weren't for the support of the chair, he might have sat directly on the floor.

The charming woman next to him was even more unbearable. She was trembling all over and didn't dare to look at the ring. She said tremblingly: "Darling, why don't we leave?"

The fat man lost four million, but the odds were low and he only won more than one million. At least he got his capital back. When the woman next to him said it, he also had some intention to leave, but he looked next to him

Yang Xie looked calm, but his body shook and he subconsciously regained his composure...

"Why are we walking? Didn't you see that my brother hasn't left yet? Don't pull me."

The fat man scolded, then sat back down and said with a smile: "Women are just timid, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

That charming woman looked aggrieved. If you don't stand up on your own, can I still pull you up?

The game was over, and the staff also carried the man's body down. It should have ended like this, but Kazuo Kawashima stood on the ring, slamming the samurai sword into the floor with a half-baked sword.

Mandarin said: "Today, I am here to challenge the entire country of China. Does anyone dare to come up and challenge me?"

Hearing this, almost everyone was almost furious. Is this guy too arrogant?

The fat man leaned close to Yang Xie and whispered: "This guy is too stinky. He is just a 250-year-old. He screams in this small corner and thinks he is challenging the entire country of China. Damn it. Does he think lying on the ground is enough?"

If you strengthen the entire earth, can you strengthen the entire universe just by lying on the ground? Childish!"

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