Unfortunately, it was too late. With this punch, Shimada let Gesan stagger and almost fell to the ground. Gesan launched the attack of Bajiquan, and made a bang of thunder, punching and punching Shimada one after another, like an iron hammer. Shimada now knew Gesan's strength and knew that he could not fight hard, so he could only dodge to the side. However, Gesan's movements were also very flexible, with one punch on the left and one punch on the right, blocking his way.
Suddenly, Gesan stepped forward and grabbed Shimada's wrist. Shimada kicked on Gesan's calf and tried to kick Gesan down. Who would have thought that Gesan's legs were quite strong and had not moved at all. He grabbed Shimada's back of his hand and fell over his shoulder.
Thump! Shimada fell firmly on the ring, and even the tabletop trembled a few times.
Gesang went up to Shimada's chest and kicked it. Shimada wanted to dodge, but it was too late. She stepped on it!
"Ah..." Shimada's hands grabbed Gesang's calves, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes stared at Gesang. Gesang did not move, but his hands gradually pounded.
The referee was stunned and forgot to go forward to stop him. Hirano Sora, Ono Ichiro, Shimada were all the victorious generals in the underground boxing world, and their skills were very good. What happened today? He just let the bodyguards under Ye Sihao be ruined, and they all seemed to be unable to survive.
Liang Hao rubbed his hands and said with a smirk: "Oh, what should I do? I injured one of your subordinates again. I'll forget about this bet, we don't want it."
"How can I not want it? I can't afford it."
Fang Shiyu's hand tightly grasped the sofa cushion, and even the blue veins on the back of his hand were highlighted. The three masters, no one left, was left in the blink of an eye. Fang Shiyu was so angry that after sending out tens of millions, there were not many left in the past two days. Tomorrow, it was the time to refund the purchase price for those owners. Where did this money come from?
Liang Hao yawned and said lightly: "It's not too late today, it's time for us to go back."
If you want to leave after winning the money, how can you make that sense? Fang Shiyu shouted: "Mr. Ye, please wait a moment. I will arrange the manpower and let's fight another match."
Liang Hao said: "Forget it, it's better to win or lose. Besides, it's not interesting to bet five million this time. If the house boss really wants to play another game, I will bet 100 million. I don't know what the house boss thinks? If you think you have too much money, we won't bet."
"Betting! One hundred million is one hundred million."
Fang Shiyu was eager to take more bets on Liang Hao. He went to find Sato Yi, who was one of the most powerful disciples of Mr. Yamamoto, much more powerful than Fujita. This time, he came to China to kill Liang Hao. Now, let him come to the scene to exercise his muscles and bones. One is to promote the power of our Great Eastern Empire, and the other is to make a big fuss from Ye Sihao's hands.
He can come to the emergency and block the hole in the check-out payment.
Taking advantage of Fang Shiyu's departure, Zou Yuchang and others came to dissuade him: "Mr. Ye, stop at this time. The background of Fang Shiyu is quite not simple. He agreed to the price you offered for 100 million yuan. He must have some support. He will stop when he sees it is good. We will take you for fun."
Liang Hao smiled and said, "Boss Fang is a generous person. After this fight, we will leave immediately."
Zou Yuchang said: "Then... it's too much to bet a hundred million. It's better to give it a little less. Don't hurt the harmony."
Liang Hao frowned and sighed, "Oh, I've said everything now. When the boss of the wardrobe comes back, I'll talk to him again and gamble less."
Zou Yuchang and others nodded repeatedly, that's what it should be.
Not long after, Fang Shiyu came back, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, everyone has already been arranged, and I will come to the stage later."
Liang Hao said: "Boss Fang, this... I think 100 million is too much. Otherwise, let's bet five million, right? What do you think?"
These words fell into Fang Shiyu's ears, and he felt even more at ease. Ye Sihao had no confidence in his subordinates? I think this one hundred million is less, five million is not enough to get stuck in the gaps. Fang Shiyu waved his hand generously and said, "It's okay, it's okay, isn't it just for fun when you come out to play? One hundred million is only one hundred million."
Liang Hao was embarrassed: "I always feel that it's not good..."
Fang Shiyu smiled and said, "There is nothing wrong. I think we should put this 100 million on the table, so as not to brush the skin when the time comes."
He saw that Ye Sihao's subordinates were all tough characters. If this guy loses and refuses to admit his conspiracy, if he fights with him, his subordinates will definitely suffer a lot of losses. Since that's the case, it's better to take out the money first and settle the winners in person. I don't believe that he will openly betray the debt in front of so many people in the business circle. He came to Huahai City to find a strategic partner in business, unless he doesn't want to do business anymore.
However, he is doing big business and should not care about the 100 million.
Liang Hao shouted: "Okay, I'll have a thrilling thing today. I've bet on this one hundred million."
In the past two days, Fang Shiyu happened to make more than 100 million yuan and signed the check on the spot. Liang Hao also signed the check and put it with Fang Shiyu's money. Then, the two checks were put into Zou Yuchang's hands. Whoever wins, he will give the money to everyone, so that they will rest assured.
Zou Yuchang drank too much and said generously: "Okay, I'll just be this middleman."
Fang Shiyu was very happy. He naturally believed in Sato Yi's kung fu. He was a proud disciple under Mr. Yamamoto, who was quite powerful.
This one hundred million will be available soon.
Fang Shiyu was overjoyed and said, "Mr. Ye, how about it? Who are you sending to the end?"
Gesang shouted: "Boss, let me fight another match."
Liang Hao smiled and said, "Okay, then you can go. Remember, start with it with a gentler move."
This time, Jing Shan, Zhan Hu and others did not compete with Gesang. They also knew that besides Liang Hao, Gesang was definitely the strongest kung fu among them. When Gesang jumped to the ring and walked aside, several people came over. The first one was strong in the face and medium figure, and they walked with a strong and powerful way. Liang Hao really knew the two people following him. It was Iga Jun and Mamiya Kotoin. No wonder they couldn't find them. They were indeed hiding in this place.
Looking at the respectful attitude of Iga Shun and Mamiya Kotoon to that young man, this person probably has a very different origin.
Sure enough, when he saw this man coming, even Fang Shiyu came over and said in awe: "Sato, the contestants are on the stage."
Sato Yu sneered, walked to the front of the stage step by step, then carefully took off the clogs and put them aside, then jumped to the ring. He stared at Gesang and looked again and again, and said in a stiff Chinese language: "Did you beat Shimada to death?"
Gesan said: "It's too bad for him to be beaten."
Sato Yu snorted coldly and shouted: "Boy, do you dare to compare the sword?"
Gesang sneered, "Why don't you dare?"
Iga Jun walked over, held an Oriental Katana sword in both hands and handed it to Sato Yi. Sato Yi took it and threw the scabbard aside. The sword was unsheathed and slashed it in the air a few times, which was quite imposing.
Gesang shouted, "Come on the knife."
Jing Shan walked up and handed Gesang a hatchet, but he didn't take the deer-cutting knife. As soon as the deer-cutting knife appeared, no matter how powerful the human skin mask made by Liang Hao and Yuan Xiaotong had, it would have to reveal flaws. Compared with the deer-cutting knife, this hatchet is much lighter. Gesang is not good at using it, and he can only deal with it. It is better than not.
Gesanbuddine stood up and shouted, "Come on."
This was the first time Sato Yi had seen such a knife and asked, "What kind of knife is this?"
Gesan said: "Cut the hatchet."
"Chop wood?"
When he was stunned, Sato Yi felt that he was humiliated. I used this formal Oriental Katana sword, and you actually took a broken hatchet to deal with me. I really don’t know how the word "death" is written. Since you are willing to die, am I still reluctant to bury it? I just used this person to pay tribute to the blood of the war knife, and the next one was to kill Liang Hao.
Sato Yi waved the sword in the air a few times, as if he had split the air. He stepped on the ground and made a puff sound. With the momentum of the sword, he suddenly slashed at Gesang, which was as if Pangu had opened the world. Gesang did not move, then he pulled his arm and with a sound, the chopping hatchet directly held the sword. From this, it can be seen how powerful Gesang was. The chopping hatchet was knocked aside, followed Gesang to the side, and rushed forward, and the chopping hatchet swept Sato Yi's chest.
Sato Yi was furious. His sword was originally slashed with force, but now it was actually slashed by Gesang, which made him feel very unhappy. His steps suddenly moved to the side, and the speed was extremely fast. He returned with another knife. Gesang swung the sword again to block it, and Sato Yi did not give Gesang any chance to breathe, exerting the power of the sword to the extreme, and launched a thunderous thunderous killing towards Gesang.
One knife is as tight as a knife, and one knife is as fast as a knife.
Gesang was not anxious or slow, and after the attack just now, he adopted a defensive approach. No matter how Sato Yi slashed, he would slash up with a knife and dissolve Sato Yi's attack. Such a slash was even more thrilling than the fists and feet just now. Fang Shiyu, Iga Jun and others stared at the ring intently. Zhan Hu, Long Yi and others were also a little anxious. Looking at the slashing posture of the Eastern devil, could Gesang do it?
"Go to die!"
After another knife was slashed up, Sato Yi shouted loudly, holding the sword in both hands, slashing straight from top to bottom.
Gesang waved the hatchet to block it, and when he heard a crisp sound in his ear, the hatchet was cut in half, and Sato Yi's sword followed. All of this was in Sato Yi's budget. His sword was made of fine iron and was quite tough. Gesang's hatchet is an ordinary knife, which was just a few times. If the swords were cut in the same place by Sato Yi, he would naturally be unable to hold on.
"Ah?" Zhan Hu, Long Yi and others exclaimed, but Fang Shiyu's eyes were filled with joy. The one hundred million was obtained.