The host was naturally very happy to see someone on stage to challenge, the black boxing competition will not care about the life and death of others, they want excitement, blood, and money.

"Is this gentleman going to challenge this Japanese player?"

Yang Yichen nodded at him, then stepped on the rope and jumped over easily.

"So please register the information first, and what is your nickname?"

"Dragon Soul"

A staff member gave him the registration form, and he quickly filled in his information, of course, the information was fake, and the bank account number was the account he used to remit two billion, so he was not afraid that they would trouble him afterwards.

Now that the handicap between him and the Japanese has been opened, his odds are 10 to 10, although the odds are high, but no one buys him, and it seems that his image does not look like a strong man.

Since no one buys him, he buys himself, how much to buy, the last won more than 40 million, this one will buy 50 million, when he bets, the dealer is very happy, the dealer is also not optimistic about him, this buy the Japanese too much, even if the odds are one to one, they have to lose more than one billion, now someone buys 50 million, they can't wait, and even think that he bought small, as for why he buys himself, this kind of thing is too common, boxers are blindly confident in themselves.

It's not that Yang Yichen doesn't want to buy more, but he buys too much, and there will be some trouble when he gets the money in the end, this time he won, his task is not only overfulfilled, but also the time will be controlled by himself in the future, so he doesn't have to always think about the task in his heart.

If you win this one, you can earn 400 million, think about it, this money is almost the same as the wind blowing, and robbing the bank is not so profitable.

After buying himself, he changed into boxing gloves backstage and returned to the ring.

The Japanese man crossed his hands over his chest and looked proud.

"You're from Huaxia!"

"Yes. ”

"It turned out to be the sick man of East Asia, and you are vulnerable. ”

"Yes, you self-righteous guys, still so blindly confident, hoping that your fists will be as hard as your mouth. ”

"Haha, we are invincible in Japan. ”

"Yes, then I'll teach you a lesson today, what is self-inflicted humiliation. ”

"Yo Xi!"

This game is not only related to Chinese martial arts, but also related to national honor, he must win, and the Japanese on the other side are so annoying, you don't have to keep your hands later, and directly beat him so that he can't take care of himself.

"From the ancient and mysterious Chinese boy, challenge Nobuo Fujita, who has a killing machine, let's wait and see who will kill the deer, we have seen Mr. Fujita's strength, I don't know if the Chinese boy can create a miracle Jedi counterattack. ”

The people at the bottom shouted at the Japanese, the outcome of this game was obvious, they all made heavy bets, so they shouted at the Japanese, compared to the Japanese, there was no one who supported him.

The referee said a lot of rules, except that you can't hit people below, there are no other restrictions, except that you can't kill people when you stop them, there are no other restrictions, in short, except that you can't deliberately kill people, it doesn't matter if you are disabled.

The Japanese looked at him with a cruel smile, but Yang Yichen looked indifferent.

With a bell ringing, the game began, the Japanese did not defend like before but took the initiative abnormally, he walked quickly, a meter away in the blink of an eye, he took a straight punch to his nose, Yang Yichen had no luck, and directly avoided his body instinctively.

This Japanese fighter is still a little far away from the ninja, this speed is still not enough, the Japanese missed a blow, and another horizontal knife came over, wanting to cut his neck, but unfortunately Yang Yichen only used two fingers to clamp his palm knife.

The Japanese was a little surprised, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't know that his palm was like being caught by a steel plate and couldn't twitch Fenhao, he was so anxious that he kicked over, and Yang Yichen easily dodged with a twist.

In the next minute, Yang Yichen kept dodging, and the audience below thought that he was not capable of fighting back.

After a minute, the two separated, Yang Yichen's breath was even, and the Japanese breath was a little short.

"If that's all you have, it's game over. ”

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, I'm really worried about your IQ, and I'm embarrassed to make fun of everyone with your IQ. ”

"Yaga, I'm going to kill you!"

Saying that, he quickly rushed towards Yang Yichen, this strength and speed are really impossible for ordinary martial artists to dodge, but what he encountered was Yang Yichen, only to see him pull out a kick, a lightning leg, the Japanese only saw a black shadow, and his body was kicked away.

Before Yang Yichen could land, he flew up and smashed him to the ground, and with a bang, the Japanese smashed to the ground.

These two kicks made Japan sore, and he wanted to struggle to stand up, but Yang Yichen punched him in the face, and suddenly nosebleeds gushed out, and he looked very ugly.

"Baga, I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces!"

His milk, milk, has been beaten like this, and he dares to threaten himself, he is really looking for death.

Seeing that he wanted to stand up, Yang Yichen punched him in the face again, he still wanted to stand up, he gave him another punch, this Japanese is really strong, he has been punched five or six times, and he still has to struggle if he doesn't surrender.

This reminded him of Naruto in Naruto, no matter how miserable the fight was, he would not admit defeat, and he was simply a Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed.

The audience below was dumbfounded, the audience was silent, the plot change was too fast, the Japanese were too weak, no, the mysterious boy was too strong.

Seeing that this Japanese man was beaten like this and dared to scold him for being the sick man of East Asia, he was enraged, and he kicked his body in the air, and then clenched his fists with both hands and smashed the hammer on his back.

"I hate people like you the most in my life, and now I know that the Huaxia people are not sick men! A clever ant also wants to move the dragon, which is extremely stupid. ”

The Japanese was insulted and wanted to struggle, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability, and his face was trampled on by Yang Yichen, which was a real face.

It seemed that his body was easy to conquer, but his spirit was not easy to yield, which made him very angry, he took out an index finger and tapped it on his body a few times, and the Japanese man suddenly felt itchy and rolled on the ground in a mad way.

"I'm not in a hurry, if you can't stand it and throw in the towel. ”

"Baga, you're dead, you're dead. ”

Yang Yichen looked at him contemptuously, he wanted to see how long he could endure it.

Sure enough, a minute later, the Japanese couldn't stand the torture and surrendered and admitted defeat.

Yang Yichen gave him acupoints, but his appearance was too miserable, and there were scratches all over his body, which was too terrifying.

Yang Yichen stepped down after the referee announced that he had won, everyone felt frightened when they saw him, everyone had a realization in their hearts, and they must not mess with the Chinese people in the future, they were too terrifying.

The dealer may want to hand him over, and the money will arrive soon, but after he left, all parties began to investigate him, and the lost point of kung fu was scary, and the force was scary, what kind of person was he, but the results of the investigation only knew that he came to Thailand yesterday and boarded the plane in Vietnam before, and did not find out much useful information.

Xiaoxue found a coffee shop outside to sit down, but he drank a pot of coffee, and he hadn't shown up yet, so how would he know that he was going to fight black boxing.

In just two hours, he earned close to 500 million, which is simply terrifying.

The money for charitable organizations has also been distributed, totaling 40 million.

The most important thing is that his mission is finally completed.

When Yang Yichen appeared in front of Xiao Xue, Xiao Xue kept complaining that he had thrown himself down, but when Yang Yichen told her about it, she showed a surprised expression.

This guy is too good at tossing.

"Yichen, our money can't be spent in a few lifetimes, you don't take risks doing such things in the future. ”

"Got it, wife. ”

When Xiaoxue heard the word wife, she smiled happily.