"After all, arrogance also requires skills, you said that you are the apprentice of the god of death, so naturally he will teach you everything!"

"Since your master hasn't come yet, I wonder if you dare to fight with my people in the ring?"

Boss Deng refused to let go of the opportunity at all.

He knows very well that most people are still betting on death to win.

Even if they talk about the rules of the encirclement and suppression war.

But the audience is willing to believe that death will prevail!

But if he can force his apprentice to fight with his own people.

If he wins again, he may be able to suppress the limelight of the Grim Reaper to a certain extent.

Thus pulling the bet amount to your side.

Besides, not to mention how much money you make, at least you can see the face.

When Tan Benjian heard this, he knew what the other party's purpose was, and hurriedly said:

"Boss Deng, you're not kind, tonight is a match between the three of you fighters and the Grim Reaper! How could his apprentices participate? ”

What didn't come out was that behind Wu Shiwen was the black-and-white Wu Lao of the entire Yancheng.

If something really happens in the ring, his black boxing market may close tomorrow!

"Oh!" Boss Deng shook his head and said regretfully: "Since the Death Apprentice doesn't dare, then of course I won't be reluctant, forget it, I don't think she has practiced at home, you better practice for more than ten years Hahaha." ”

As he spoke, his eyes looking at Wu Shiwen were full of mockery.

In fact, it is just a disguised agitation.

But Wu Shiwen herself is more short-tempered, where can she afford this kind of insult.

Immediately slapped the table and shouted:

"Hmph, who said I was afraid of you? Fight it, fight it, it's not necessarily who will kill the deer! ”

"Tut, forget it, it's not up to you to decide this matter, Lao Tan just said it! Isn't it? ”

Boss Deng playfully pointed the finger at Tan Benjian and said with a smile.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Wu Shiwen suddenly snorted coldly:

"I don't need him to agree to this, I will fight if I say it!"

She glared at Tan Benjian with a tone that could not be refused.

Seeing this, Tan Benjian couldn't help but gasp, so he had to hum.

In the field.

The audience was already full.

At first glance, there were five or six hundred people.

And most of the audience is still sitting on the ground.

Because the location is not so much at all.

It is enough to see how attractive the battle of encirclement and suppression is tonight.

An Zhiruo in the field sat in the front row, looking for something expectantly.

Needless to say, she knew that what she was looking for was the Grim Reaper.

Ever since the last few events, the image of the Grim Reaper had lingered in her mind.

I've always wanted to see the true face of death.

It's better to be friends or something.

It's a pity that after every competition, she can't even see anyone.

"No, I must keep an eye on him the whole time this time, I don't believe that he will disappear in front of me in an instant like a ghost!"

It's a pity that the manager of the boxing stadium temporarily sent news.

Saying that there is something wrong with the Grim Reaper, the game needs to be postponed for half an hour.

Yes, it's been a long wait!

If it were to be another player, these viewers would have already scolded.

But the object is the Grim Reaper.

But they didn't say anything.

On the contrary, they talked about tonight's victory and defeat with relish.

"Everyone, be quiet! Please be still! ”

Suddenly, the voice-over sound filled the entire venue.

Five or six hundred people obediently closed their mouths one after another.

I only heard the manager pinch the microphone and say:

"Since the Grim Reaper hasn't arrived yet, we're afraid you're too bored! So add a hot match between Death and Kuching, and of course, you can raise your own bet, and in five minutes, the fight will begin! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone cast disdainful glances at the manager.

"Cut-I thought it was the Grim Reaper's game, but it turned out that his apprentice came to warm up!"

"Whatever, if you have money, you don't make a bastard! I'll give you an analysis! ”

"Everyone knows this goddess of death, she is a personal disciple of the god of death, and she also holds a seven-game winning streak in the boxing arena in this district."

"As for that Kuching, it seems to be the fourth-ranked fighter in Arena 1! His leg method is just three words, fast and accurate, and has the implication of Muay Thai, and his moves are often hit towards the vital point! ”

"It sounds like Kuching is more powerful, forget it, I'll press Kuching for a thousand dollars!"

"I also pressed Kuching, three thousand."

“……”

After a while of analysis by the enthusiastic audience in the field.

Most of them chose to win against Kuching.

Only a few will choose the goddess of death for the sake of the Grim Reaper's reputation.

An Zhiruo looked at the betting options on her phone, suddenly grinned, and entered 300,000 under the goddess of death.

That's right, she chose the goddess of death to win.

Although she also feels that Kuching's hope of winning is more likely.

But she believed more in the teachings of the Grim Reaper.

Let alone......

Wait until you catch the Grim Reaper and meet alone.

can also proudly say that he defied public opinion at that time and resolutely chose to believe him.

I don't know if the Grim Reaper will be happy then......

Five minutes later, the results of the bets were also out.

Kuching occupies the amount of 35 million.

And the goddess of death is only 480,000.

The gap between the two sets of data is not a small one.

Seeing this, Boss Deng in the office couldn't close his smiling mouth, pointed to the big screen and said proudly:

"Look at it, look at it! The eyes of the masses are bright, and the idiots know that Kuching must win! In my opinion, if it weren't for the reputation of the Grim Reaper, the Goddess of Death probably wouldn't even have a bet of 10,000 yuan! ”

When Tan Benjian heard this, he just shook his head helplessly.

I just thought that if Wu Shiwen really had an accident in the ring at that time, I could only tell Boss Deng her true identity!

Presumably, Boss Deng will naturally stop the battle on the stage directly, so as not to let Wu Shiwen suffer too serious damage.

As for why it wasn't said earlier.

is because in this way, it is tantamount to helping Wu Shiwen fight fakes.

If this little ancestor knew that others were released because of her background.

Maybe his entire stadium will be demolished in no time!

"Next, let's invite our two fighters to enter!"

At this moment, on the edge of the ring, the manager took the microphone and said loudly.

In the eyes of everyone, the two figures walked into the ring without hurry.

I saw that on the opposite side of the goddess of death, there was a big man who was more than 1.8 meters tall and had a tiger's back.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing is the huge muscle groups in his legs.

It seems that it took hundreds of pounds of strength to stand there.

It is Kuching at Ring 1.

Kuching stared at Wu Shiwen, who was a head shorter than him, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Little sister, I understand worship, but going to the ring under the name of death is not something you should do at your age!"

"Otherwise, I'll give you a hand!"