shocked everyone

at the same time.

The arena competition has sounded the horn.

The audience in the stands suddenly became excited and stood up and shouted.

The two men in the private room on the third floor were leisurely sipping their wine, unmoved at all.

It seems that the joys and sorrows of the outside world have nothing to do with them.

The two capital tycoons are interested in the benefits that the game brings to them, not the process of the game.

Suddenly, Jiang Wang said, "Oh, by the way, Yan, did you just notice a little boy with short arms and short legs sitting in the corner?"

Jun Yan held the wine glass with her slender jade-like fingers. Hearing the words, he paused for a moment and responded lightly, "Well, what's the matter?"

Jiang Wan said, "That little boy looks like he's here to die. Tsk, I wonder if I bought insurance in advance."

Because he was too petite and was being targeted by Gu Hu, he paid more attention.

Jun Yan tapped the wine glass gently with his index finger, his eyelids narrowed, and his long curly eyelashes covered the bottom of his eyes.

"Come to die? Not necessarily."

His deep voice was like smoke, seemingly erratic, but there was an inexplicable certainty about it.

Jiang smiled wildly, "Yan, you don't think that little boy is a master, do you?"

That body with thin arms and legs looks like it has not been exercised.

Not to mention it was a fight, I was probably exhausted from even lifting a few kilograms of pork.

Jun Yan didn't say anything, just took a sip of red wine.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan laughed and said, "Yan, how about making a bet?"

It was rare that he and Jun Yan had disagreements over a little boy's strength, so it would be a pity not to make a bet.

Jun Yan became somewhat interested, raised his eyelids, and glanced at Jiang Wan, "What are you betting on?"

Jiang Wan immediately said loudly, "How about the land you have in the Chengnan subway area?"

Jun Yan: "What are you betting on me for?"

Jiang Wan knew there was something going on as soon as he heard it, and hehey, "Don't worry, it must be of equal value, and I won't lose you!"

Anyway, Jun Yan couldn't defeat him. His eyes were always very sharp and he could see people very accurately.

So Jun Yan is destined to lose!

Jiang Wan's mood immediately improved when he thought that he had gained a piece of feng shui treasure land for no reason.

soon.

The competition has entered a fierce stage.

Since it was Brother Tiger's turn to play, almost all his opponents have been crushed and brutally beaten.

Afros are not immune either.

He rolled off the ring with his face red and swollen, and looked miserable.

The referee's voice came again from the stage, deciding that Brother Hu had won.

The cheers from the audience also reached their peak.

The referee glanced at the registration form and then said, "There is one last contestant. As long as Brother Tiger defeats the last one, tonight's boxing champion will be none other than Brother Tiger!"

When Brother Tiger heard this, his body trembled.

Finally waited until the last minute.

As for the last contestant, he knew who it was without having to guess.

Huh, it's time for him to take revenge!

The referee looked at the registration form and said, "The name of the next contestant is very domineering. At first glance, he is a very confident and powerful heavyweight contestant!"

"Now, let's invite the next player No. 58, King!"

king?

What a domineering name!

No one has dared to use the name king to appear in the Dunhuang Arena.

After all, with Emperor Lie and Emperor Leng pressing down on them, who would dare to trample them under their feet.

And this king obviously didn't take Emperor Lie and Emperor Leng seriously.

How powerful must a player be who doesn't even look down on Emperor Lie and Emperor Leng?!

Everyone couldn't help but look forward to it.

Even the referee is looking forward to this king player.

However, when a slender young man wearing a peaked cap and a mask slowly walked onto the ring, everyone was dumbfounded, including the referee...

How could they have imagined that such a domineering and revealing name would be that of a little kid who looked underage?!

A group of people who had been looking forward to it a moment ago were suddenly disappointed.

"Bah, with such a small body of less than 1.7 meters, he actually has the nerve to call himself a king?!"

"If he is king, I will be king's father!"

"With his damn height, let alone Brother Tiger's head, I'm afraid he can't even hit his knees."

"Hahaha, an arena match between a giant and a dwarf, so damn funny!"

A burst of jeers erupted from the audience stage.

None of them are optimistic about this king. He must be here to kill Brother Tiger and gain a sense of presence.

The referee was quite excited just now, but when he saw the king in person, he felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured from his head to his feet, and his heart went cold.

Needless to say, in this game, there is no suspense about the outcome, and it doesn't matter whether they compete or not.

When Brother Hu saw that Si Fan dared to stand in front of him, he smiled coldly, "You brat, you are very courageous to dare to stand in front of me. I hope you can continue to fight until the end and don't be so easily defeated by me."

It’s better to kill him with one move!”

In the arena, life and death matter.

It is also common to accidentally kill someone.

Anyway, you signed a commitment letter before participating in the competition, so you don't need to take responsibility if you are beaten to death in the ring.

After all, it’s something you and I want to do, so who can blame me?!

Anyway, Brother Tiger has decided to teach this brat a lesson. Even if he doesn’t beat him to death, he will only let him lose half his life in the ring!

But Si Fan didn't even look at Gu Hu, his posture was lazy, and his dark and cold peach blossom eyes were filled with a bit of wantonness and a lifelong madness.

It seemed that the tall and mighty Gu Hu in front of her was just a piece of Xiang who couldn't stand up on the stage.

Gu Hu was angered by Si Fan's arrogant attitude and couldn't help shouting at the referee, "Hurry up and announce the start!"

The referee heard this and quickly made a gesture.

three……

two……

one……

The whistle sounded——

After hearing the whistle, Jun Yan and Jiang Wan stood up in unison, came to the viewing platform, and looked down at the center of the ring below.

The young man in black clothes and black trousers looked cold and arrogant, and seemed to have no fear.

Gu Hu, who was opposite him, had already fallen into a huge mania, swinging his huge limbs crazily, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the young man.

In the audience, everyone was shouting "Brother Tiger, come on, Brother Tiger will win", uniformly.

No one would think that this young man named King would win, they would just think that the other person was pretending.

When Gu Hu made his move, he was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy and called his father.

With much anticipation, Gu Hu took the lead.

When he stepped towards the young man, the whole arena was shaking.

The referee hid in the corner for fear of being affected.

Brother Tiger's big fist was about to hit the boy's head.

Everyone closed their eyes in perfect agreement, not daring to look at the bloody scene of their heads being smashed.

A huge impact came.

The hat pressing on the boy's head was blown off.

Her long ink-colored hair spread out smoothly, like a goddess scattering flowers, flying gracefully in the air.

Set off by those strikingly bright peach blossom eyes, they look particularly cold and unruly.

Jiang Wan took this scene into his eyes and couldn't help but be amazed, "Hey, I didn't expect this young man to be quite artistic and fashionable. He even grew his hair long. He looks pretty cool."

But no matter how cool you are, you can't escape the fact of being beaten.

Jun Yan's black eyes narrowed, and he pressed his knuckled fingers on the railing, exerting slight force on his beautiful finger bones.
Chapter completed!