A young man mustered up the courage to ask the middle-aged man: "Boss, who are you taking custody of this time?"
The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, seeming to be thinking.
After a while, he pointed to the money on the table and said, "This time, I bet on Sucha."
This Sucha was a boxing champion he poached from Nantai. He was considered one of his trump cards and earned him a lot of money.
He believed that Sucha could win, after all, no one had beaten him during this period.
"I'll bet on Sucha too!"
"I'll bet on Sucha too!"
A few people were a little hesitant: "I think this guy is pretty good, so I'll bet on him."
In this game, there were a few bettors on Yang Xiaobao, but not as many as Sucha.
If Yang Xiaobao, who was standing on the stage, knew that someone was placing bets on his outcome, I don't know how he would feel.
Just as they finished placing their bets, the hands were already handed over on the table.
It was said that it was a fight, but it was actually Sucha attacking Yang Xiaobao.
As soon as Sucha made a move, everyone could see that although he was a little thinner than Ahu, his movements were agile and sharp.
He punched Yang Xiaobao, and after Yang Xiaobao dodged, he raised his foot and struck.
This stroke, with the sound of wind, reached the top of Yang Xiaobao's head.
Yang Xiaobao also secretly admired it. It must be said that this Sucha's kung fu was far superior to that of the sturdy man just now.
If I were kicked by him, I would be half dead or half dead.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and stepped back, dodging the blow.
Sucha saw that Yang Xiaobao had dodged his attack again, and immediately attacked Yang Xiaobao's chest with his elbow.
This was an unexpected move.
Everyone knows that Nantai’s boxing style is mainly based on punches and elbows.
As long as you are hit by an elbow, you will either die or be injured.
Many people find it difficult to avoid Sucha's elbows when fighting against him.
Many people applauded Sucha's move.
Even the middle-aged man couldn't help but nodded, showing an expression of approval.
But what everyone didn't expect was that Yang Xiaobao reached out and grabbed his elbow lightly.
As soon as Sucha's expression changed, he felt that all the strength in his body disappeared in an instant.
Then Yang Xiaobao snorted, and when he exerted force, he heard a click.
Sucha snorted and his face twisted into a ball.
His arm was actually twisted by Yang Xiaobao!
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, he stood up from the sofa and stared at Yang Xiaobao.
Then Yang Xiaobao raised his foot and kicked Sucha in the lower abdomen.
This kick was very fast. Sucha wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
"Bang!"
Sucha was kicked out by Yang Xiaobao and then fell hard on the stage.
Yang Xiaobao didn't wait for him to get up, grabbed his ankles and lifted him up like a chicken.
This time, he didn't smash Ahu against the pillar like last time. Instead, he swung it and threw it directly onto the stage.
Looking at Sucha again, Yang Xiaobao threw him so hard that his brains exploded.
Poor Sucha, he died like this.
"A man from South Thailand who comes to our country to show off his power will not regret dying!" Yang Xiaobao said coldly.
There was an uproar below.
They didn't expect that Sucha would be thrown to death by Yang Xiaobao!
Yang Xiaobao stood on the stage, looked around, and said loudly: "Who else is coming up?"
As soon as he said these words, the place immediately fell silent again.
Under Yang Xiaobao's gaze, they all lowered their heads silently, not daring to look directly at Yang Xiaobao.
In their eyes, Yang Xiaobao is undoubtedly a god!
After a while, when Yang Xiaobao didn't dare to move, he sneered and prepared to step down.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
At this moment, I suddenly heard someone clapping.
This man's clapping sound was particularly harsh in the silence.
Yang Xiaobao followed the sound and saw the middle-aged man coming out of the private room and walking towards him.
He clapped and nodded as he walked.
"Not bad, not bad." The middle-aged man said, "I have never seen such a powerful person."
Yang Xiaobao looked at him and asked coldly: "Who are you?"
"I am the boss here, Wu Zhonghua. Brothers all call me Brother Hua."
"It turns out he is the boss here, so he must have something to do with Li Ming?"
Wu Zhonghua smiled and said, "I'm really sorry. I use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. That's what I do. There's nothing I can do about it."
Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "Do you also want to come up and fight me?"
Wu Zhonghua laughed and shook his head: "I don't dare, and I am not your opponent."
Without waiting for Yang Xiaobao to say anything, he continued: "Little brother, how about you follow me?"
"oh?"
Yang Xiaobao was a little surprised, he didn't expect Wu Zhonghua to say this.
Wu Zhonghua smiled: "I am a straightforward person and don't talk much nonsense."
Then he waved his hand and one of his men brought a box.
He took the box and opened it, and Yang Xiaobao saw piles of money.
"There is a million here. If you follow me, this million will be yours."
Many people started talking in low voices and looked at Yang Xiaobao with envy.
These people are all Wu Zhonghua's subordinates, and Wu Zhonghua has never given anyone so much money.
It seems this kid is lucky.
However, Yang Xiaobao smiled and said lightly: "Sorry, I don't care."
Wu Zhonghua's face changed and he seemed a little angry.
But he quickly concealed his emotions, smiled and said, "Okay, I'll add another million."
"I won't care if you add 10 billion more. Let Li Ming get over here!"
Hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, Wu Zhonghua's face darkened and he snorted: "Little brother, you don't know how to show appreciation, do you think you can get out of here?"
As he spoke, he clapped his hands.
Yang Xiaobao saw many people standing up, took out guns from their waists, and pointed the guns at Yang Xiaobao.
"As long as I give the order, you will be beaten into a sieve."
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said lightly: "Okay, if that's the case, then you can give the order to shoot."
"Little brother, you have to think about it!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yang Xiaobao became impatient.
"shot!"
Wu Zhonghua couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.
Dozens of guns pulled the trigger at the same time.
Wu Zhonghua sighed. He knew that Yang Xiaobao was going to become a corpse this time. To be honest, he felt a little regretful.
But what Wu Zhonghua never expected was that just after he finished speaking, Yang Xiaobao moved and jumped off the stage.
Those who aimed at Yang Xiaobao only missed the target when they pulled the trigger.
Wu Zhonghua's expression changed. He was just about to let his men fire a second shot when he saw Yang Xiaobao rushing towards him.
He was horrified and wanted to turn around and leave.
But Yang Xiaobao was at his side in an instant.
"Don't move, if you move, you will die!" Yang Xiaobao stretched out his hand and strangled his neck.