"I know Mr. Ye's strength very well!"

"Don't say that I'm just holding a Kanda sword. Even if I'm holding a firearm and facing him without taking action, I'm not an opponent!"

"And such a loss will make me even more embarrassed and make my remaining self-esteem and dignity collapse!"

"So, I decided to give in!"

"My skills are not as good as others. I lost to Mr. Ye, and I am convinced!"

Speaking of this, Fanlisha bowed slightly to the Indians and Fan Bang Jie: "I'm sorry, everyone, I've disappointed you."

"Bitch! You bitch!"

At this time, Fan Breaking the Precepts finally reacted from the shock.

He jumped up and down, furious.

"You haven't even taken action yet, why did you admit defeat??"

"Ye Hao doesn't even have the ability to attack now. What's the difference between trampling him to death and trampling an ant to death?"

"Varisa!"

"Who gives you the courage to admit defeat!"

"Who gives you the power to admit defeat!"

"I tell you, now you have to take action right away, you have to win this game!"

"This is a national war! a national war!"

"You dare to let go, I'm the first to kill you!"

"Your family in Tianzhu will die without a place to die!"

"Your ancestors will be dug out for eighteen generations, crushing bones and ashes!"

At this moment, Fan Breaking the Ring did not have the aura of the three demon monks in India. He was like an angry ferocious beast, wishing he could pounce on Fanlisha and tear her to pieces.

Because this game not only concerns the outcome of this national war, but also involves many interests!

Once he loses, not only will Tianzhu lose face, but Tianzhu's interests in the Far East will be damaged, but he will even be taken down because of this.

Therefore, Fan Breaking the Precepts could not accept the ending of Fanlisha's surrender.

"Master Fan, I'm really sorry!"

"I know you want us to win, and I also know you want me to fight reluctantly!"

"But, even if I really took action in such a situation, I really won reluctantly, but how will the news media report it?"

"How will it be recorded in historical books??"

"The Indians used conspiracies and tricks to win the national war?"

"In this case, I, Vanlisha, may be brought to the eternal infamy!"

"And I am thin and can't bear it!"

"Since this game has been unfair and unfair from the beginning, I naturally can only fight for my own glory!"

"Don't say that I was not Ye Hao's opponent, even if I did, I only have this only choice at this moment."

Speaking of this, Vanlisa took a step forward and announced loudly: "In this game, I, Vanlisa, admit defeat!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Hearing Fan Lisha's righteous words, Fan Breaking the precepts and being hysterical.

"You kill the Ye surnamed for me immediately, right now!"

"I can't kill him! I'll kill you!"

While speaking, Fan Biao Jie jumped out of the rest area on the west side and even rushed up to slap Fan Lisa, but was stopped by the security personnel on the scene.

When she heard these words, Fanlisha's face became even colder. She slowly walked off the ring with a cold face.

Only Ye Hao looked at her back with a faint expression.

When Fan Biaojie saw Fan Lisa walking off the ring, he roared angrily: "Bastard, stinky bitch, I want to kill you, I must kill you!"

"Vanlisa, you traitor, you must die a good death!"

"Your whole family will pay the price for you!"


Chapter completed!