Mo Xiaosheng looked up at the large electronic screen above, frowned slightly, seemed to realize something, and turned his head to Mo Jinqi and asked, "Jinqi, you said that no one knows the identity of this boss, right? Or is it just that among the people you come into contact with, no one knows?"

"None of the people in the circle I know know, and out of curiosity, I asked my uncle's subordinates to inquire about this boss, but I didn't hear about it!"

Mo Jinqi shook his head and said.

Mo Xiaosheng's face couldn't help but become a little dignified when he heard this, if he said that Mo Jinqi didn't know the circle he came into contact with, but Mo Ziqin's subordinates were subordinate to the National Security Bureau, and the people they came into contact with were some high-level officials, if they didn't know the identity of the big boss, either Mo Ziqin's subordinates deceived Mo Jinqi, or the identity of the big boss was too secretive.

"Then have you ever found out what nationality this big boss is?"

Mo Xiaosheng continued to ask He Jinqi.

"Which country?"

Mo Jinqi was slightly stunned, shook his head and said, "This, I really don't know ......"

Until now, when Mo Xiaosheng asked him like this, Mo Jinqi realized that he didn't know the identity of this big boss, he didn't even know the slightest bit of information about this big boss!

Mo Xiaosheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions, looking at the old man with white temples who had taken off his feathers in the iron cage.

At this time, the staff is stepping up to clean up the iron cage, after the fight between Yue Renwang and Miura Hui just now, the entire iron cage is in a mess, the blood has almost stained the mat, and the fence of the iron cage is also uneven by the impact, and there are several large holes in some places.

Yue Renwang looked coldly at the white-sidedness old man in front of him, his breathing was a little short, obviously he had not recovered from the fight just now.

"Alright, almost, get down!"

The white-sidedness old man seemed to be a little unable to wait, obviously not wanting to let King Yue get too much respite, so he scolded coldly at a few busy staff members on the side.

Hearing this, several staff members did not dare to delay in the slightest, hurriedly packed up their things, and rushed down quickly.

"Knives!"

The white-sidedness old man glanced at the dagger in Yue Renwang's hand, and suddenly shouted loudly.

After a while, a staff member hurriedly walked over with a Japanese knife, got into the cage, respectfully handed it to the old man with white temples, and then left quickly.

The white-sidedness old man grabbed the knife, glanced at Yue Ren Wang coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Your name is Yue Ren Wang, the third ranked Yue Ren Wang on the world's killer list?"

"Yes!"

King Yue Ren still didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and replied lightly.

"Do you know, your so-called world killer ranking, in my eyes, is equivalent to a waste ranking!"

The white-sidedness old man put on a lofty look, sneered, and then his eyes suddenly froze, grabbed the handle of the knife in his hand, took two steps, and rushed to King Yueren unexpectedly, and the sword in his hand was pulled horizontally, cutting the side waist of King Yueren.

The movements of the white-sideded old man did not seem to be fast, so that everyone present could clearly see his footsteps and his swinging of the knife, but what was surprising was that his movements seemed to be slow, but in fact, his movements were done in one go, from rushing out to swinging the knife, it was just a blink of an eye!

Seeing the rapid and solid movements of the old man with white temples, King Yueren's eyes couldn't help but move, and with a twist of his wrist, he hurriedly used the dagger in his hand to block the knife cut by the old man with white temples.

"Ding!"

With a solid crisp sound, King Yue only felt the tiger's mouth tingle, and the dagger in his hand was almost taken off.

And the white-sidedness old man did not stagnate in the slightest, with a single step, his palm grabbed and rubbed along the back of the knife, slid to the king of Yueren, and swept towards the injured leg of the king of Yueren!

Yue Renwang had long expected that the old man with white temples would have this move, so he hurriedly raised his legs to dodge, but to his surprise, the old man's feet swept from the top of his calves!

So his leg lift happened to be the way of the old man with white temples!

With a muffled sound of flesh colliding with flesh and skin, King Yue frowned, and bit down sharply, and a sharp pain that pierced his heart instantly spread throughout his body, and his body couldn't help but shake violently.

Although he had subconsciously retracted his leg inward, the huge force of the old man's foot with white temples still impacted, and he almost fell to the ground.

In fact, if Yue Renwang's calf was not injured, he could have avoided the attack of the old man with white temples, but the wound on this leg greatly dragged him down, and he was kicked by the old man with white temples, and the wound was probably going to crack even deeper!

The corner of the white-sidedness old man's mouth sneered, the blade in his hand was suddenly retracted, and the tip of the knife suddenly pierced towards King Yueren's body, knowing that King Yueren received this kick from him, and his legs were numb, and he couldn't use his strength, so his stab was extremely fast and powerful.

Yue Renwang's eyes widened, knowing that he couldn't escape his current physical state, so he hurriedly blocked it with a dagger, and at the same time grabbed the iron net with his other hand, and flipped back suddenly, rolling on the ground in embarrassment, and his hand supported the ground, so that he stabilized his body, but the injured leg and stomach shook like an electric shock, and the blood flowed.

"Good!"

Everyone couldn't help but applaud the old man with white temples, because many of them had already lost all the cash they brought in the first two rounds, so they didn't bet on this round, and it stands to reason that the outcome has nothing to do with them, but the reason why they applauded the old man with white temples was completely out of the resentment of the first two rounds, and they also wanted the old man with white temples to skin and break the bones of this king of Yueren!

The white-sidedness old man looked at the physically exhausted King Yueren, and a trace of contempt appeared in his eyes, and he attacked the King Yueren again with a sharp body.

However, he did not exert all his strength, not only to make King Yueren tired of parrying, but also not to let King Yueren completely lose the opportunity, and from time to time he saw the opportunity to cut a knife or two on King Yueren.

As time went by, the gap in strength between the two naturally widened, and in the end, King Yue Ren was almost supporting it with his mind.

The applause of the people around them is getting louder and louder, and all the grievances they have accumulated because of King Yue Ren have been released at this time!

Obviously, the feelings of family and country and national dignity, in the eyes of these people, are no match for money that can be seen and touched!

They have long forgotten that the old man with white temples is a Japanese national, and they have long forgotten the dignity of the Yueren Wang Fangcai who swore to protect "Huaxia" to the death!

Mo Xiaosheng frowned, looking at the figure of King Yue Ren who was already covered with blood, and couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration in his heart, knowing that King Yue Ren was the kind of person who would rather put his life on the line than take the initiative to admit defeat!

Now that the victory or defeat is very obvious, Mo Xiaosheng felt that there was no need to let King Yue Ren put his life in it, so he turned around and shouted at Zhang Yiting: "Zhang Dashao, the situation on the field is already obvious at this time, I don't think there is any need to compete anymore, you take the initiative to admit defeat!"

"Admit defeat, Mo Xiaosheng, which eye did you see my person lose?"

Zhang Yiting glared at Mo Xiaosheng fiercely, seeing that King Yueren had no chance of winning, he was already angry in his heart, but he didn't expect Mo Xiaosheng to add fuel to the fire at this time, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to ridicule him, and said angrily, "Besides, Lao Tzu's people have at least challenged the third round, and if you have the ability, you will also stand up and challenge! I heard that your skills are not very good? Why, cowardly!"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, if you don't admit defeat, with the character of King Yueren, he will fight to the death!"

Seeing Zhang Yiting's great hostility, Mo Xiaosheng explained with a helpless wry smile.

"Mo Xiaosheng, even if he dies, it has nothing to do with you, he was invited by our Zhang family!"

Zhang Yitang shouted angrily at Mo Xiaosheng, "Besides, our Zhang family spent the ticket fee for him, he can't win, and he deserves to die!"

In fact, he not only spent the ticket fee for King Yueren, but also invested all the rest of the money into it, now the money is gone, and he and his second brother go back to designate that there is no good fruit to eat, so he naturally wants King Yueren to die!

Mo Xiaosheng frowned when he heard Zhang Yitang's vicious words, glanced at Zhang Yiting, who also did not speak, and saw that Zhang Yiting also agreed with what his brother said, Mo Xiaosheng couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart, he really didn't expect that this Zhang brother's heart would be so dark and vicious!

King Yue confiscated a penny from their family, and in the end, he even had to lose his life for their family!

"Second brother, let's leave other people's affairs alone!"

Mo Jinqi hurriedly dragged Mo Xiaosheng, looked at the embarrassed King Yueren in the iron cage, and said with a happy face, "This King Yueren lost, which is also a good thing for us!"

As he spoke, King Yue had been knocked to the ground again by the knife cut by the old man with white temples, panting heavily, and a hoarse sound had already come out of his throat, which was a manifestation of extreme exhaustion.

He held his hands on the ground and tried desperately to get up, but no matter how hard he tried, his body stuck to the ground like a jack drop, and he couldn't move at all.

"Boy, you're the most seeded person I've ever met!"

The white-sidedness old man squinted and walked up to King Yueren, and the sword in his hand slowly pressed into King Yueren's neck, and said lightly, "But unfortunately, I still want to kill you!" Because what you killed just now was my apprentice, the most promising apprentice!"

The muscles on the white-sidedness old man's face trembled as he spoke, and his eyes burned with anger.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

......

At this time, the entire hall also suddenly resounded with a huge shout, and almost most of the people stood up, waving their hands with red faces and shouting loudly, eager to see the appearance of King Yueren's body in a different place, so as to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

The white-sidedness old man heard the tsunami-like shouts of the entire hall, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Yue Renwang who was lying on the ground and said lightly, "If I'm not mistaken, you are from Huaxia, right? You didn't hesitate to kill my apprentice just now in order to defend Huaxia, but look at how these people treat you, do you think, is it worth it?"

"Kill ...... Fast...... Kill...... Don't waste ...... Words ......"

King Yue Ren was panting, his words were very difficult, there was still no expression on his face, let alone the slightest fear, but a trace of sadness and guilt suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, there's a kind, then I'll give you a good time!"

The white-sidedness old man's face turned cold, and the sword in his hand was raised high suddenly, and he slashed at the neck of King Yueren.