"It's Wang Yong! Wang Yong is here!" The reporters squatting at the door cheered, and they all gathered around Wang Yong. net

"Mr. Wang Yong, what are your chances of winning this competition?" asked an Oriental reporter.

Wang Yong stretched out a finger.

Seeing Wang Yong's action, the Oriental reporters all laughed.

One point!

Haha, Wang Yong was really afraid of Yoshio Funakoshi! I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place?

An Oriental reporter sighed softly.

Only then, Wang Yong raised another hand, also stretched out a finger, and then put it horizontally on the first finger.

In this way, it suddenly became "ten".

"Ten points. Wang Yong replied.

"Phew~", the Oriental reporters all shrugged.

"Don't you believe me?" asked me what I was doing?" Wang Yong asked rhetorically.

"......" Toyo reporter didn't know how to answer.

When the Oriental reporters were confused, several reporters from Huaxia finally squeezed to the front and asked, "Mr. Wang, now that the whole of China has high hopes for you, do you have anything to say to them?"

Wang Yong thought for a while and said, "Before the game starts, go buy firecrackers and fireworks!"

"Arrogance!"

"Arrogant!"

"I think you shouldn't let the Chinese people buy firecrackers, you should buy coffins!"

The Oriental reporter suddenly became angry and pointed at Wang Yong and scolded angrily.

Wang Yong turned his eyes and slowly glanced at the reporters.

Just at a glance, those reporters who were accustomed to seeing big scenes and even interviewed high-ranking officials of big countries suddenly looked nervous and shut up.

Even, no one dared to look at Wang Yong.

"What's the matter? It's just a boxer, how can I be afraid of him?" the reporters asked themselves, feeling very ashamed.

But even so, no one looked up.

"Alas, how can the quality of the same reporter be so great?" Wang Yong sighed and shook his head, as if he was really worried about the quality of the Oriental media industry.

"You ......," the Oriental reporter was furious.

But at this time, Wang Yong had already turned around and flown away.

A group of red-faced Oriental reporters were left standing in place, only angry at the air.

Journalists from other countries covered their mouths and snickered.

Stealing chickens doesn't make you lose rice, you deserve it!

"Master, do you want to go directly to the lounge of the venue, or do you want to go to the gambling stall with me?" Yinglang seems to have been here many times, and he is familiar with the road.

"Let's go to the gambling stall and see how many people are optimistic about me. ”

So the group turned to somewhere in the fight gym.

It is said to be a gambling stall, but it is actually just a vacant office. Inside, there were several staff members counting stacks of banknotes, which they exchanged for chips and handed them to the customers who came to place bets.

"This K1 is also a serious event, but I didn't expect there to be this kind of dark platform. Wang Yong said.

In fact, the real owner of these dark platforms is not the boss of K1, but some casino predators. However, Oriental gambling is illegal, and in this way, it is possible to avoid supervision and make huge gambling money. Look, Master, that's today's odds. Yinglang explained, pointing to an electronic light sign erected next to it.

The names of Wang Yong and Yoshio Funakoshi are written on the face, and different odds are listed according to various situations.

For example, the odds of Yoshio Funakoshi's home win are 1.44, but Wang Yong's away win is as high as 8.5.

Another example is the probability of survival of Wang Yong, the odds of death are 1.23, and the probability of survival is 10.00.

Wang Yong raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.

Yinglang was angry and scolded: "These bastards also look down on people too much! This odds are almost the same as the odds of Chelsea playing Burnley yesterday! It is clearly a handicap for a big home win!"

Yesterday's game saw Chelsea beat Burnpool 40. Chelsea are now top of the table, with Burnpool sitting bottom. It can be seen that the dealer is not optimistic about Wang Yong.

In fact, don't look at these, just look at the dealer who opened a life and death handicap for Wang Yong alone, and know the dealer's attitude.

Obviously, in the eyes of the dealer, Wang Yong has stepped into the abyss of death with one foot.

Wang Yong smiled slightly, disapproving.

However, Yinglang was a little troubled and lost: "Master, that Funakoshi Yoshio wouldn't really have cultivated any tricks, would he? Otherwise, how could the dealers open the market like this? These dealers only have money in their eyes, and they don't have any national integrity." They won't secretly change the odds just because you are a Chinese and Yoshio Funakoshi is an Oriental. ”

Wang Yong didn't answer, but the Rakshasa girl spoke first.

It's just that the Rakshasa woman's tone was obviously disdainful: "What do these people know! What they can contact is also a boxer in the Ming Jin realm, not to mention the Hua Jin realm, even if it is a dark strength boxer, they don't have much contact." If I were them, I would have honestly put away the handicap and save all the money. ”

"Oh, that's it!" Eiro nodded.

"Where did the eighth woman come from, dare to talk nonsense here? Believe it or not, labor and management sew your face and mouth below at the same time!"

At this moment, a rough voice sounded, and then two men walked in the doorway.

A young man with sunglasses, and behind him is a man with a height of 1.9 meters, revealing a fierce aura under his body.

"Kawai Chixian?" Yinglang was stunned for a moment when he saw the young man.

Then explained to Wang Yong and Rakshasa in a low voice: "This person's name is Kawai Chixian, and he is the owner of the largest underground gambling house in the East. This gambling stall should be his, but I didn't expect that even K1 couldn't escape his black hands. ”

When Kawai saw Wang Yong, he immediately laughed: "If I guessed correctly, this is Mr. Wang Yong, right?"

Wang Yong glanced at Kawai Zhixian and ignored it.

A flash of anger flashed across Kawai's face, but it quickly disappeared. He looked at Wang Yong with a sigh and said, "Not bad, not bad." ”

Just when Wang Yong wondered what this guy was good about, he heard Kawai Zhixian say again: "Don't think about it, you will definitely lose this game, then your reputation will be ruined at that time, and it is impossible for you to stay in Huaxia." You might as well come to me and fight for three years, so that you can make more money in your life! It's just that I never raise waste, so you must not cripple yourself! If you break an arm or a leg or something, it's not good to sell out. ”

Kawai knew that his gaze clearly regarded Wang Yong as a big radish.

"My master has no hands and feet, and it's not the waste boxers under your command who can! I can't see Mount Tai in a blind eye, do you really think that you are invincible in the world and control everything?"

Tomoshi Kawai smiled, seemingly unconcerned about Yinglang's taunt.

But as his laughter fell, the big man of the iron tower standing behind him glared at him, brushed, stretched out his arms, and poked out to grab Yinglang's head.

This big man is very talented, and his palms are really the size of a pampa fan, like basketball players grabbing a ball, and they want to grasp Yinglang's head as a basketball in their hands and pinch it.

Yinglang has been practicing diligently these days, and when he saw the big man of the tower grabbing him, he was not afraid, and took a step forward to face the battle.

Unexpectedly, his body was suddenly grabbed and he couldn't move.

But it's Wang Yong.

"You're no match for him. Wang Yong said softly.

Then he raised his hand slightly, but he didn't see Wang Yong exert himself, and the five fingers casually flicked on the back of the tower man's hand, and the tower man was in pain and shrank back.

"Look for death!" the tower man roared, and his sturdy body rushed out, like a giant elephant running, and the ground trembled.

"I want to tell Mr. Kawai that even if I have a broken arm and a missing leg, it will be easy to beat a low-level fighter like you. Wang Yong said.

Then I saw him raise one foot, the golden rooster was independent, and the other hand was behind his back, like a one-armed swordsman.

When the big man of the iron tower ran to Wang Yong less than a meter in front of him, Wang Yong made a move.

The right hand formed a fist and slammed into the eyebrows of the big man in the iron tower.

The big man of the tower hurriedly turned his head to dodge, but he dodged his fist, but he couldn't dodge Wang Yong's change of move.

Wang Yong's fists did not move, his arms were bent in a trend, and his elbows were pressed down with a thousand catties of gravity, hitting the chest of the tower man.

The big man of the tower was caught off guard and made an instant move.

I only heard a click, but I didn't know how many bones were broken.

Kawai Tomoaki stood next to him and heard the sound of oozing bone cracking, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

This Wang Yong's shot was too heavy, and he broke his most powerful boxer at once!

It's just that Kawai Tomoxian soon found out that he thought of Wang Yong too kindly, because Wang Yong's attack was not over yet!

After the elbow fell, Wang Yong's arm seemed to be equipped with a spring, which bounced up in an instant and became straight again.

Wang Yong's fist also turned into a palm in an instant, and the strength of the bounced arm was like an arrow that was shot out, pouring into the end of Wang Yong's fingers.

Click!

A short and dull voice exploded in the skull of the big man in the iron tower, and Wang Yong's palm slapped on the big man's head, stayed for a short time, and then retracted.

And Wang Yong's palm was withdrawn, and the big man of the iron tower looked at the air in front of him in amazement, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Like an elephant falling to the ground, it shakes up a cloud of smoke and dust on the ground.

"The tiger climbs the mountain hard!" Kawai looked frightened, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Wang Yong's move is the tiger climbing the mountain in Bajiquan, and the famous work of Bajiquan grandmaster Li Shu.

It is known as the killer move in Baji Boxing, and it hurts people with a shot, which is extremely powerful.

This trick lies in a hard word, like a tiger rising up with all his strength and climbing up the mountain. You can imagine how powerful the explosion is.

"Boss Kawai, do you still think that I am a waste when I am crippled?" Wang Yong put down his raised foot, and withdrew his hand behind his back.

When he used the tiger to climb the mountain just now, he used it with one hand and one foot, deliberately imitating the "crippled" appearance that Kawai Tomooki said.

Kawai Zhixian's face muscles trembled, and he didn't speak for a long time.

He didn't expect that Wang Yong, who was one-handed and one-footed, would knock one of his best boxers to the ground with only one move.

The two are clearly not the same grade!

"Boss, help...... I'm ......" shouted the tower man, bleeding from his mouth and nostrils, and confused.

Wang Yong still kept his hand, otherwise a tiger just now could directly blow up the head of the tower man.

"I don't raise waste!" Kawai glanced at the tower man indifferently, turned and walked away.

The tower man's face froze, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyes.

"That slap of yours should have hit that bastard just now. The Rakshasa said in a cold tone.

Kawai Zhixian's vulgar words just now made the Rakshasa almost move her killing intent.

"Phew, frog at the bottom of the well!" Ying Lang spat out, and then his eyes rolled and he became excited. "This idiot doesn't know how powerful Master is, and he set Master's odds so high, isn't it obvious that he will send me money?