"Don't worry, these villains will pay the price." Tang Yulan's voice trembled and said, "I still have a lot of tricks to use, they are too naïve!"

At this time, the loudspeakers in four directions in the venue broadcast with subtitles: "Dear spectators, the game is about to start, and bets will be placed in the last ten minutes." Judo master Ichiro Motoki and super security guard Zhao Wudaunt, please get ready for the mall. ”

The soft and beautiful sound is like a talisman.

At this time, the fat brother under Lei Bushan walked over slowly, and he grinned when he was still far away: "Hey, you said that this room is really hot, Chairman Peng, our Lei boss misses you very much?" What about Qi Meiren? ”

Tang Yulan said lightly: "Wearing a pigskin, you can't think about it if it's not hot." ”

The fat brother didn't sneer either: "Hmph, stinky boy, it's not good to offend anyone, but you want to offend our Boss Lei, see if you can't eat and walk around, halu haha......"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the fat brother's fat body hit the arm of the chair headlong, fell to the ground, and his face was swollen, and there was a big footprint behind his buttocks.

", who?!" The fat brother gritted his teeth and turned his head to look, his body suddenly froze, and his back was cold.

The person standing in front of him was none other than Zhu Jingyuan, who was dressed in army green clothes.

"Smack!" Zhu Jingyuan rounded his arm and slapped him, scolding, "Get out." ”

The fat brother was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, he lowered his head and left in a gray manner, and only after walking far away did he throw a resentful gaze.

Time passed minute by minute, Peng Jiandong was anxious, but at the moment of the game, he had nothing to do but hope for a miracle.

The host in a suit and leather shoes came to the stage with a microphone in his hand, cleared his throat and said, "Everyone be quiet...... Now the betting has stopped, this time the game Yu Hengyu company challenged Hong Shun Party, the rules of the game: no weapons, no countdown, no vital parts, life and death, with one side admitting defeat or death! ”

Immediately, the pent-up passion in the hearts of the audience burst out, and the hustle and bustle continued one after another.

"Tonight, it is another night of boiling blood, a night of passion, where blood boils and life burns. Let's wait and see, who is the strongest when they fall to the ground, and who can laugh the most! ”

The host screamed hoarsely, countless viewers were boiling, and even some forgetful women took off their underwear and waved, not minding the surrounding audience to enjoy the scenery below them.

The audience stared at the middle ring with 24K eyes wide and without blinking, and the adrenaline rushed up, and what could be more exciting than fighting and gambling.

On the projection screen in front, the numbers soared sharply, everyone held their breath and stared, and under their red eyes, the numbers stopped beating, 197580000.

The total amount of bets is not even as much as the money that both sides of the game have come up with, and although the total amount is close to 200 million, it still seems difficult to be excited.

"Now, I'm going to have a contestant!" The host shouted loudly and waved the microphone and walked off the ring.

The cheers were even more intense.

Ichiro Motogi was dressed in a white judo suit, with a red and white belt around his waist that represented status and honor, pursed his lips and looked cold, walked quickly from the lounge to the guardrail, turned over cleanly, and raised his middle finger at the people around him.

"Chinese pig, let you see the true meaning of kung fu! What is judo! ”

The audience shouted.

"Wa Guonu, die!"

"Eat shit, shit judo!"

“……”

Some viewers who admired judo and admired Ichiro Motoki shouted unconvinced, and the scene was chaotic.

Even Lei Bushan in the stands frowned, but he didn't expect that there were really many Chinese people who were resistant to the devils of the Japanese country.

Motoki Ichiro fiddled with a few shapes, and the movement of his fists and feet gave people a sense of oppression of strength and entanglement, as if a giant python was about to wrap itself up in front of him.

Ichiro Motoki is only thirty years old, his physical fitness is at the peak, and he has been regarded as a Chibayama judo genius since he was a child, and watching him compete is simply a combination of strength and beauty.

Some people have studied and evaluated Zhao Wuxing, he knows how to defend very well, and he is explosive, which is completely different from judo, which uses his body as a lever to wrap around the softness, and it should be very difficult to win.

The audience's shouting gradually subsided, but the players from Hengyu Company could not be seen on the field, and they waited for more than ten minutes.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Motoki Ichiro was very helpless to be hung on the field, and the sharpness in his eyes also decreased a lot.

Some impatient viewers began to scream and curse, and the voices were very ugly.

"Gan fuck, go home and eat to death, you still don't play after so long!"

"I'm scared to pee my pants!"

"If Hengyu Company does not play, it will be disqualified from the game, and the Leibu Mountain side wins!"

"Alas...... If not, forget it! Peng Jiandong often sighed, 100 million yuan is a huge investment, enough for ten families to be carefree and live comfortably for a lifetime. Several important leaders in the company resigned suddenly, if the 100 million funds are lost, the capital chain is broken, and the upper level of talent is in short supply, it will be an extremely heavy blow to Hengyu Company, and it will be directly broken and bankrupt.

"I'm desperate to kill him!" Zhao Wuxing gritted his teeth and stood up, his whole body trembling in pain, and he was just about to walk out of the coffin, when he was slapped on the shoulder and sat back in the seat.

"I've been silent for so long, it's time to teach you a lesson!" Tang Yu Blue Demon Phantom Light stood up, carried a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.

This is a bottle of 52-degree liquor, which is hot in the mouth, like a fire burning in the stomach, and the prostration of sweating is temporarily relieved.

"You're still drinking after you've been poisoned, you're going to die by drinking!" Zhu Jingyuan said angrily: "Do you have any basic common sense, whether it is to speed up blood circulation, toxins will seep into the internal organs, and no one will be able to save you at that time." ”

After Tang Yulan took off his coat, he tore his shirt casually, and the buttons flew out one by one, revealing strong muscles and twisted scars, and the tattoos on his chest faintly emanated, like a vast and deep galaxy map, and the complex and weird stars became more and more obvious.

"How can a little snake venom help me?" Tang Yulan slowly walked towards the ring and said, "You will never know how intense the pain is to me, every point of pain, my strength will be stronger!" ”

"What bullshit is this!" Zhu Jingyuan scolded.

"At that time, the sloppy old man who saved my life said that guy was not an ordinary god, and there seemed to be some truth in what he said." Tang Yulan said, no longer paying attention to Zhu Jingyuan, and walked into the ring in the surprised eyes of everyone.

"See, he's bleeding."

"How come there are no wounds?"

There was a lot of talk around them, and of course they couldn't find the wound, because all the blood was coming out of the pores.

Zhao Wuxing gritted his teeth, his palm clenched the armrest tightly, and he didn't know how Tang Yulan insisted on walking over.

The dark red blood was constantly seeping out of the pores, mixing with the sticky sweat, and the color was eerie and bewitching.

He staggered to the ring, and the audience shouted.

"What is this for, how did you send such a good immortal to come up?"

The audience shouted and stared for so long before a person came up, which also shows how embarrassed Hengyu Company is now.

"Ha Luha, Lei Ye's victory is certain." Xie Sanbiao smiled flatteringly, Motoki Ichiro was invited by him, and if he won, he will naturally have his share.

"Ha Luha, what can be a problem with a person who is about to die." Rebu Mountain sneered.

Because Zhao Wuxing couldn't play, the host reintroduced Tang Yulan.

Motoki Ichiro made a gesture of contempt and scolded with pride on his face: "Chinese pig, kneel down and kowtow three times, I can spare you from dying!" ”

After Tang Yulan walked into the ring, the boos continued, he slowly raised his head, stared at Motoki Ichiro and said, "We, meet again." ”

Ichiro Motoki looked at it carefully, and suddenly took a step back as if he had been struck by lightning, and said in disbelief, "You...... It's you. Cold sweat broke out, and his face turned pale.

Xie Sanbiao in the audience was also trembling, rubbing his eyes carefully, and a shocking wave was set off in his heart, secretly thinking: "It turned out to be him." ”

Tang Yulan was skinny, his naked upper body was bloody, his hands and legs trembled uncontrollably, he sneered, and said lightly: "Get out, get out of Lingjiang...... Get out, get out of China, spare you from dying. ”

"Ha Luha, you can't even speak well, why am I afraid of you?" Ichiro Motoki looked at his embarrassed appearance, regained his spirits, and said, "Your life will end in my hands!" As soon as the words fell, he bullied forward, and his moves were fierce and fierce, which was not a judo move at all.

Lei Bushan smiled: "Ichiro-kun's achievements are not only judo, he is equally proficient in karate and taekwondo, but it just makes judo's fame cover up." ”

Practicing judo, first stabilize the lower plate, and the strength of the legs is so strong that ordinary people can hardly imagine, and when this kick comes out, it is twice as fast as that of Liu Hongbeidao.

Many viewers could only see a blurry ghost passing by, and the naked eye could not catch such a fast speed, and a white shadow hit Tang Yulan's head.

Tang Yulan shook his head, as if he was stupid, his left cheek was slammed, and there was a dull sound of "popping", the sound overshadowed the noise of the audience, and he heard it clearly.

Some rich women and timid people couldn't help but shrink their necks and exclaim. If this leg is pumped on them, I am afraid that it will directly kill them.

Tang Yulan stubbornly endured this kick, stumbling, his neck crooked, and leaving cyan marks on his face.

Motogi Ichiro roared excitedly, followed him like a shadow, and a "big waist" grabbed his waist and fell hard from the back.

"Plop!" Tang Yulan hit the ground first with the back of his head and fell heavily in the ring.

Ichiro Motoki leaped into the air, bent his knees nearly two meters high, and smashed his knees into his chest.

The move is fierce and continuous, if this move is smashed on the plop man, he will definitely break his chest, and if he can't get the ribs to pass directly through the lung lobes and heart, he will be killed on the spot.

said that it was too late, it was fast, Tang Yulan's body rolled quickly, went to the side, and his right fist slammed out, just at the crotch between his legs.