"It doesn't matter, it's the same for everyone."

Shen Fei didn't feel like he was about to challenge a general-level boxer, but he found a random restaurant, and when the waiter asked what kind of dishes to eat, he said that he would come to a few plates at random.

And such a tone like the wind passing without a trace made those general-level boxers very, very unhappy, for the above set, they didn't have any temper, and they came very obediently, but for a nameless junior like Shen Fei, it was strange that they didn't have a temper!

The ten people all looked hideous, they couldn't wait to come to the stage, and they were about to rush forward to beat Shen Fei to the ground, the third prince took a step sideways, and said with a meaningful smile: "Since the masters have said so, then the first battle will be on the dragon." ”

Zilong sneered and made a throat-cutting motion, "I'm waiting for you on stage!" ”

After speaking, Zilong strode to the ring!

Shen Fei ignored it, and still hugged Zhu Yun affectionately, "My dear, I'm going to step on a few little ants, after stepping on them, let's check them carefully to ensure that we don't miss a single hair!" ”

"The flower path has never been swept by guests, and the Pengmen is now open for you!" Zhu Yun said a poem, and the meaning of this poem is the same as parking and sitting in the evening of Aifeng Pavilion, giving it a very strong meaning of wind and snow.

Open for you!

It's still the beginning!

The people around him sounded angry, but they were jealous!

Shen Fei kissed Zhu Yun's hair, turned around and walked into the ring, Zilong sneered like a knife carved into the flesh and blood, and then exuded a thick chill and murderous aura.

"Boy, how do you want to die?"

"I hate it when people steal my lines!"

"Still crazy!"

"What's so crazy about stepping on an ant?"

"You ......" Zilong swept his eyebrows angrily, these words are too hurtful, on the surface, there is nothing crazy to say, in fact, there is another meaning, he is not qualified to make him crazy, this is a great shame!

Zilong rushed out angrily, "Ants? How can you be qualified to say that Lao Tzu is an ant? Do you know how Lao Tzu got to this point, and how he got the name Zilong and made everyone cheer for Lao Tzu? Do you know how much sweat and blood Lao Tzu shed in this ring? Lao Tzu is not only seven in, seven out, seven lives and seven deaths, Lao Tzu is the general of a hundred battles, and he is more than a dragon! ”

Speaking of this, Zilong paused for a moment, and then continued: "To this day, Lao Tzu has defeated three hundred and sixty-one people in this Dragon and Tiger Boxing Ring, and killed forty-eight people by mistake!" Tonight, at this moment, at this moment, I believe that I will miss again, and you will become the forty-ninth person on the list of Lao Tzu's records! ”

"I'm relieved to hear you say that." Shen Fei smiled and stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes staring at the five-meter virgin dragon opposite, but his gaze did not fall on him.

Zilong's angry eyebrows become mountains, rivers become rivers, ice becomes volcanoes, this attitude is too unpleasant, and while he is angry, Zilong also flashed a trace of doubt in his heart, what is he relieved?

He is so powerful, so awesome, his record is so terrifying, and his killing is so terrifying, this person is still at ease!

What a guy who wants to be stomped into a pulp!

In Zilong's murderous aura, the nightingale's voice that hooked the man's soul echoed again, "The master fights Zilong in the first battle!" In order to show respect for the masters, we offer the following odds! Bet on the winner to win, one pays 0.1! Bet on the dragon to win, one to one hundred! ”

Wow!

There was an uproar in the boxing arena like the sky curtain being cut open, and the torrential rain poured in!

"Oh my God! Odds to 0.1, is this the odds? Does this count as odds? Is this bullshit master really so awesome? I don't believe it! ”

"I don't believe it either! I want to play the dragon! One loses 100, I bet 10,000, I can win 1 million, bet 1 million to win 100 million! It's a money grab! ”

"I'm also a rhyster! Last time, it was said that the boxer who was said to be another underground black boxer could punch five hundred catties of strength with one punch, but what was the result? The quilt Zilong punched through the stomach, and the whole battle didn't take thirty seconds! Looking at the appearance of this master, he is just an ant, and he can't even be one-tenth of that boxer, how can he compare with Zilong who is like a tiger? ”

"That's it, I can guarantee that this person can't even hold out for ten seconds!"

"Where can it take ten seconds, three seconds is enough!"

……

Thousands of people laughed and placed bets with the specially equipped instruments of the Dragon Emperor Mansion, without exception, everyone bet on Zilong with a powerful killing style!

The third prince watched the bet amount soar from zero to nine digits in three seconds, and the first one was not one, but two! In other words, there are now 200 million bets on Zilong.

And the numbers continue to soar.

The corners of the third son's mouth did not play, but the smile was very thick.

Two hundred million, that sounds like a lot.

Ordinary people don't want to make so much money in three or ten lifetimes, and the most they dream of doing is 5 million, and they haven't thought about 200 million.

However, for these thousands of local tyrants, each of them is just 200,000 yuan.

200,000 is really a drizzle.

He made such odds and took such a big risk, for more than 200 million!

One loss of one hundred is used to tempt them, and one loss of zero is to put an end to those who want to be opportunistic!

With such a deliberate mind, how can 200 million be possible?

And that's just the beginning!

The third prince stared at Shen Fei's back, he believed that Shen Fei would not let him down, with that kind of speed and strength, Zilong was probably not his opponent, and Shen Fei would definitely win this first game.

As soon as Shen Fei won, those people's money fell into the pocket of the Dragon Emperor's Mansion.

If you win this first game, you will reduce the odds later, and finally even increase Shen Fei's odds, anyway, for this person, the third prince has a big plan in his heart.

He not only wants to kill Shen Fei, but also borrows Shen Fei to make a lot of money!

Take 10,000 steps back and say, Shen Fei is not Zilong's opponent, or Shen Fei deliberately released water, and in the end Zilong won, then he will not have any loss.

Because the Dragon Emperor Mansion will never lose tens of billions!

The third prince looked at those gamblers with a smile on his face like his own sheep, giving them bear guts, tiger guts, and gentians, they didn't dare to ask the Dragon Emperor Mansion for money, even if they were not afraid of death, they would have to put a question mark over whether they could survive tonight!

These sheep are for slaughter.

At this time, the third prince got another piece of news, someone bet on the master, this amount is very large, more than 1.3 billion, even if it is a loss of 0.1, it will have to pay more than 100 million.

It's really a huge amount of money, and it's an incomparable local tyrant's approach!

The voice of the nightingale who delivered the news fluctuated a little, but the smile of the third prince was several points brighter, and it seemed that the chrysanthemums on the whole mountain had bloomed on his face, and he dared to conclude that the money was Shen Fei's mortgage.

Because the number of bets is not different from the chips he had when he entered the Dragon Emperor's Mansion.

He bets on himself, of course, he will not release the water, which shows that he is extremely confident in himself, in other words, he has won this battle!

"I hope you can keep winning, preferably until the 10th game! Masters, masters, don't let me down! The third prince read it in his heart, and when he read the word "master", he didn't have the slightest feeling that Shen Fei was a master, on the contrary, he felt that Shen Fei was a powerful actor who could play a good show, no different from those personal secretaries.

Thinking of the personal secretary, the third prince glanced at Zhu Yun, and the three highways on his head shook and fluctuated again, inexplicably he had a kind of ** in his heart, and he wanted to push this woman down, not because she was beautiful and temperamental, just because she was the woman of the master, and the master made him suffer two losses, and it was not enough for him to kill him, he had to eat the woman he liked together.

"So be it."

The third prince had an idea in his heart, and after disposing of Shen Fei, he would eat Zhu Yun and torture him until dawn.

At this moment, on the Dragon and Tiger Boxing Ring, the drum of the beginning of the challenge has been beaten.

Zilong's unhappiness was extremely strong, he fought so many bloody battles, and finally became a general, but he was offered a odds of one to one, and the kid in front of him turned out to be one to one.

This is a great disgrace.

Such a humiliation must be washed away with his blood and his life!

Zilong shouted angrily: "Ant, take your life!" ”

The roar was like thunder, Zilong was like a tiger descending the mountain, killing Shen Fei, his fist was in the air, and there was a sound like a soybean popping in the air, crackling mixed in the whistling wind, like a talisman, the power was extremely terrifying!

The people who were close to the boxing ring also heard those voices, and those who were far away also saw Zilong's momentum and killing power, and roared excitedly one by one, "Zilong is mighty, Zilong will win!" Take him down with one punch! Down with him! ”

The sound was like a wave, surging into Zilong's ears and heart, Zilong's momentum soared into the sky again, and the tragic picture of Shen Fei being punched by him and dying on the spot had already appeared in his mind.

Zilong was about to hit, Shen Fei hadn't moved yet, Zilong was even more proud, he felt that Shen Fei must have been scared stupid, so he was stunned on the spot and didn't react.

"Ant, you are not qualified to be my opponent."

"Don't steal my lines!"

Shen Fei's tone was light, like a fish in the water, swimming to the front and jumping lightly!

At the same time, Shen Fei is out!

The foot was like a thunder steel whip, and the moment before Zilong was about to hit Shen Fei's head, he kicked Zilong in the stomach!

Collapse!

Something seems to be broken!

Shen Fei retracted his feet, Zilong flew out upside down, flew dozens of meters away, and lay on the ground like a dead toad, with large strands of blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, dripping to the shocking eye!

……

Yes!

Win!

As I said, it won't take more than three seconds to knock him down!

The cheers rang out one after another, but in the next moment, the cheers were like being frozen by the sudden attack of minus forty-nine degrees air, and there was no sound at all, and what welled up in their eyes was shock!

The person who flew out was not the bullshit master.

It's Zilong!

How is this possible?