"What are you doing?"

Nangong Xiaoyu found out that the Thai people were acting strangely.

As she shouted, Wang Jianguo and Tao Zhongming also looked over...... The Thais surrounded Chachai, blocking the view of others and not seeing what was going on inside.

Even if Qin Dong was still as calm as ever, several people still had a bad premonition.

But now, it's too late to regret it.

Four billion is at stake.

Nangong Xiaoyu was even thinking that if she lost this time, she must leave Chachai behind.

Playing yin under her nose, can you easily spare him?

The audience was still boiling, and the fight between the two fighters ticked the hormones of everyone present.

Irritating, bloody, impulsive......

"Kill, kill him!"

"Lao Tzu pressed millions on you, do it for me!"

"Damn, Thai weak chicken, hurry up and die!"

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

The ethereal sound of a collision could not be heard by others, only Qin Dong was the only one who felt it.

It was the collision of death qi and spiritual power, and Gu Man Tong's power was getting higher and higher, and he was about to destroy the protective barrier released by Qin Dong, but if he wanted to completely shatter the barrier, the power required was more than that.

"Come on, let me see how capable a ghost thing can be. ”

Mockery, contempt.

Qin Dong didn't think so, the two were not on the same level at all, and the so-called Gu Man Tong couldn't get into his eyes at all.

The ghost boy's roar also continued, on the one hand, it dragged Nangong Xiaoyu and the others in fear, and on the other hand, Chachai was not tense in the heartstrings.

At this moment, he seemed to be crazy, and roared with a hideous face: "It's not enough, it's not enough!"

"Blood bag, ghost boy still needs blood bag!"

A dozen blood bags were emptied, and the inventory in the incubator was running out.

He couldn't believe that after such a well-fed ghost boy, why couldn't he defeat his opponent!

"Boss, there are not many blood bags!"

The words of his subordinates completely collapsed his state of mind.

"No, then fill it with your life!"

The subordinates changed their color when they heard it, but no one dared to retreat.

It is impossible to escape.

They are all Thai, and with Chachai's influence, even if they escape from the boxing ring, it will be difficult for them to move an inch in China, and even many people still have family affairs and children in Thailand.

However.

To everyone's surprise, Chachai did not reach out to them.

I saw that his eyes were bloodshot, extremely hideous, he gritted his teeth, took out a dagger from the shoe cover, and cut a huge hole in the palm of his hand, and the blood poured on the bronze sculpture at once.

The bronze sculpture felt the blood coming, and the sudden vibration intensified.

This is the blood of the host.

For Kuman Thong, it is the most inducing.

There is a soul connection between the two, and at this moment, while devouring the host's blood, it means that the contract relationship is being reversed, and Chachai has lured over the soul of Kuman under his control......

"Woo ......"

"Ahh

The ghost boy's voice suddenly erupted, and it seemed to faintly drown out the noisy shouts in the room.

Chachai outside the court, as the qi and blood were emptied, his face turned purple, and the blood vessels and tendons in his neck were completely swollen, as if most of his vitality was instantly emptied.

It's like when Fan San was fighting with Qin Dong, he drained Ying Jiang, but Chachai, as the host of Gu Man Tong, the ghost boy left him half a life, and the vitality of the two is closely related.

And Ruan Bin on the field.

The black air swirls all over the body, the dead silence is pervasive, and the vitality is also withdrawn and dried up, but it is not revealed on the surface.

A gloomy aura permeated the air, and what was formed was no longer as simple as a grimace, but a complete ghost child, floating in the air, staring at Du Yuming on the stage.

The round figure is extremely swollen, and there is no such thing as beauty.

The immature cheeks, with seeping marks, grinned all the way to the base of the ears, and the tongue kept fluttering like a snake letter.

It's those eyes, and they're breathtaking.

It's as if one glance can freeze one's blood.

Faintly.

Nangong Xiaoyu, Wang Jianguo and Tao Zhongming all seemed to have discovered what was in the sky.

The ghost boy turned into a form, but it was not seen by mortals, and they could only feel a violent coercion, transmitted from the sky above the boxing ring.

"Woo ......"

The roaring yin air turned, and the temperature between the fields dropped a lot.

Chachai laughed miserably and yelled like crazy: "Kill him, kill him for me!!"

The ghost boy glanced back at Chachai, with a hint of excitement and disdain, no one can be the master of Gu Man Tong, the archmage who refines it can, but is the archmage a human being? The archmage has already transcended the level of mortals, transcended to another life situation!

In the eyes of the ghost boy, he seems to regard Chachai as nourishment and food, as if he were livestock.

Come back to your senses.

Its venomous gaze locked on Du Yuming.

It's just a damn nourishment, but it has the smell of a 'guru'.

It has fear, but also boundless anger!

"Die!"

"Die!!"

"Dead !!"

Sou!

The ghost boy swooped, incredibly fast, and there was a gust of yin wind.

The condensed yin qi rushed towards Du Yuming's cold rush.

Accompanied by Ruan Bin's heavy punch, it well covered up its momentum.

……

Wave~!

Du Yuming seemed to hear the sound of a bubble bursting.

In this thousandth of a second, his reaction nerves froze, and the world in front of him was distorted, and countless corpses and bones were transformed, and there were rivers of blood flowing under the mountain, and countless undead were howling, as if they were asking for his soul.

But also at the same time.

"Get out!!"

Calm, indifferent, but unquestionable voice, in an instant, destroyed all this vanity.

But Du Yuming's stuckness did not recover quickly.

Ruan Bin threw a heavy punch into his lower abdomen.

Burst!!

A mouthful of blood mist erupted from Du Yuming's mouth, and the whole person flew out even more ferociously, his eyes protruded, and he felt severe pain.

"Ah!!h

He roared, but he still forced himself on the side of the stage, and with the help of the barricade, he stabilized his figure.

"Yuming!!"

"Oh no, I'm going to lose!"

"How so!"

The three of them changed color and exclaimed.

And countless gamblers on the field were even more ecstatic, and all those who bet and guessed seemed to see the coming of victory.

But.

Airplanes~!

Buzz!!

A piercing buzz echoed throughout the room, causing everyone to cover their ears and dizzy.

The high-decibel sound vibrates, as if it is about to tear people's eardrums and scalps, and a sour force seems to push away the flesh and skin of people, and see the white bones under the flesh.

Suddenly abrupt, few people can resist.

Because, this is not the power of mortals.

Only Chachai, staring at the stage in disbelief-

He saw......

A rope with a faint halo is binding the ghost boy and entwining it.

The ghost boy struggled and screamed, but he couldn't hear the sound...... Its spirit was twisting, boiling, and routing, burring as if it could tear at any moment.

The grim face was gone, but it was replaced by pain, remorse, and boundless fear.

The ghost boy is begging for mercy: "Guru, Guru......"

"Spare me!"

"Bypass me, I'm just a ghost boy, I'm just a ghost boy!"

"I am willing to serve by your side, and I will be a slave and a servant for the rest of my life!"

That's Thai.

Chachai understood.

Burst!

His connection with Kuman Thong was completely severed.

A mouthful of blood in his heart burst out and spilled on the ground.

Chachai felt weaker than ever, but even though the dizziness hit, he still stood up......

Gaze at Qin Dong.

"You, who are you?"

Silent words.

Qin Dong could see it clearly.

He laughed, and with a tug of the rope in his hand, he pulled the ghost boy down—

"Me?"

"I'm someone you can't mess with!!"