Looking at the cold eagle standing above, Yang Cong said to Yuan Tiangang on the side: "It's all pressed on that cold eagle." ”

"Yes!"

Yuan Tiangang didn't hesitate and walked directly to the betting table.

Seeing this, that Zhang Qian was a little stunned, and then looked at Yang Cong with some puzzlement: "Uncle, why are you going to suppress the cold eagle, you won't sympathize with that cold eagle." ”

Although Yang Cong is an inconspicuous rich man in Zhang Qian's eyes, he doesn't play like this when he has money.

"No, no, no." Yang Cong shook his head and said, "Do you all think that Leng Ying will inevitably be defeated by that Liu Hu when you fight?" ”

"This..." Zhang Qian had to nod, this is what everyone knows.

No matter how you analyze it, that cold eagle is certain to die, and there is no chance of victory.

"It's better to wait and see if that cold eagle will win." Yang Cong looked at Zhang Qian with a smile.

In Zhang Qian's eyes, that smile was not the kind of arrogant smile, but the kind of confidence that was very sure.

"Because I said he would win, he would win."

Even if that Leng Ying can't beat him in the end, Yang Cong can still help him.

"Okay, if I say he's going to win, he'll win."

At this moment, an old man walked over.

And behind the old man, there was also a woman.

When he saw these two people, Yang Cong's eyes also turned micron.

These two people don't talk about others, they are Ji Yun and Ji Binglan.

"Where is the little brother from, I don't think I've ever seen it." Ji Yun smiled, sat beside Yang Cong by himself, and said with a smile.

"Why, it's Luo who wants to check the household registration." Yang Cong said lightly.

"Hmph, my grandfather is talking to you, you said that." Ji Binglan saw Yang Cong like this, and her face was also a little uncomfortable.

"No, you don't." Ji Yun waved his hand: "Binglan, you can also sit down." ”

"Oh." Seeing her grandfather like this, Ji Binglan could only sit next to her with her face puffed out.

"The little brother's name is Yang Er?" Ji Yun suddenly asked.

"Could it be that my name is still Yang Duo?" Yang Cong replied.

"That's just as well." Ji Yun smiled and nodded: "It's just that you are very similar to someone I know." ”

"There are countless people in this world, but I don't know who the person you are talking about is." Yang Cong shook his head, but he didn't want to reveal his identity, after all, he was here to investigate this time, and he didn't want to reveal his identity.

"Don't talk about this, little brother, you said before that this Leng Ying would win, I don't know what the basis is?" Ji Yun said.

"Nope." Yang Cong said lightly.

Yang Cong's cold appearance, Ji Yun also knew that it was embarrassing to talk more.

Then they sat there and watched.

And the competition on the stage also began.

"Haha, boy, I advise you to just give up." Liu Hu laughed and said: "I'm afraid that your small body won't be able to bear it at that time, and if you die, I will be guilty." ”

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, today, I will definitely defeat you." Leng Ying showed a fortitude that was rare at his age.

"Then don't blame me." Liu Hu saw that this Leng Ying was also so ignorant, so he didn't say much.

After saying that, the two people went toe-for-tat and looked at each other, forming a balance.

However, this balance was soon upset.

"Boy, if you don't make a move, I'll strike first." Liu Hu's face turned ruthless, and then he turned his hands into claws and slammed his claws towards the cold eagle.

As for Leng Ying, he was originally looking at Liu Hu with full attention.

But after Liu Hu made a move, he instantly knew that he was wrong.

Even if he is a first-class martial artist, it seems that he is only one realm away from the day after tomorrow.

However, the martial artists of the same realm are all divided into three, six, and nine, not to mention a big difference in the realm.

Liu Hu's speed was much faster than he imagined.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Hu's tiger claws had already appeared in front of Leng Ying.

Leng Ying didn't have time to dodge, and was directly torn by Liu Hu's chest-chested clothes.

And a few blood marks also appeared on the cold eagle's chest.

"Shhh Leng Ying couldn't help but take a few steps back, feeling the pain in his chest and gasp.

"Boy, I said a long time ago, you can survive if you give up early, but if you don't listen, then don't blame me." Liu Hu's eyes were fierce, and he had already overflowed with killing intent.

"Damn, I'm not going to give up." Leng Ying thought about the person he wanted to take care of in his heart, and his hope was instantly ignited.

"I said, I won't give up, I also promised her, I will definitely save her, so I won't lose."

As soon as the words fell, Leng Ying rushed towards Liu Hu.

And Liu Hu originally thought that he would be more honest after giving the cold eagle a little scar, but he didn't expect that this cold eagle was even more fierce, which Liu Hu didn't expect.

But...

"Hmph, you can beat me by shouting a few words? Funny. ”

Liu Hu also greeted him and fought with Leng Ying.

After the fight started, Liu Hu also kept dodging.

Not for anything else, just because Leng Ying didn't care about the scars on his body at all, and blindly only wanted to attack.

It is the method of exchanging lives for lives.

Liu Hu definitely didn't want to get hurt, so he could only be pressed and beaten by the desperate Leng Ying all the time.

However, compared to Liu Hu, who has been dodging, the scars on Leng Ying's body are too many to count.

On the other hand, Liu Hu has only a handful of scars on his body.

Offstage, countless people looked at the two people on the stage.

Many people feel that although Liu Hu has been pressed and beaten at this time, but Leng Ying is already at the end of his crossbow.

But Yang Cong is the only one who doesn't think so.

Because he had already seen what was different about this cold eagle, which was what he felt at the beginning.

And at this moment, Leng Ying's chest was hit by Liu Hu.

And Leng Ying fell on the edge of the competition platform like a kite with a broken string.

But it's almost about to fall, but it's a coincidence, it's just a little bit close.

"Brother Yang, do you still think that Leng Ying will win?" Ji Yun looked at Yang Cong and said.

"Look." Yang Cong ignored Ji Yun.

"Hmph, I'll just say it, you can't beat me." Liu Hu slowly walked in front of the cold eagle and stepped on the cold eagle's chest.

At this time, Leng Ying's whole body was already covered with blood.

The whole person can't see his original face clearly, and he is full of scars.

Seeing this, looking at Leng Ying, who was already lying unconscious on the ground, Yang Cong's eyes became microns.

"It's time to fight back."

As soon as Yang Cong's words came out, Ji Yun and Ji Binglan on the side were very confused, and they didn't know what Yang Cong meant by this.

And at this time。。。。。。

(End of chapter)