Return of the Soldier King

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"Hahaha!"

When the dog king saw Ye Fei agree to go to the ring, a cold flash of light flashed through his eyes, and he burst out laughing: "Since ancient times, the hero has been sad for the beauty, and the crown is angry! Ye Fei. The flag is winning! "

Ye Fei glanced at him and ignored him. Under the guidance of several men, he walked to a room below to prepare for the ring.

Watching Ye Fei walk away, the corner of the dog king's mouth sneered, and then he tilted his head and showed a flattering smile toward a grandstand at the top of the ring.

At the top of the ring, there is a hidden room, which is never open to the outside world, no matter who it is, no matter how much it costs, you can not enter this room. This room is different from the VIP upstairs. The VIP room upstairs, no matter how luxurious the decoration, can only watch live TV, lacking a sense of immersion, but this room can not only overlook the entire ring, but also You can even smell the **** smell.

At the moment, Su Zongzheng was sitting on the leather sofa, holding the slim waist of a cheongsam beauty with his left hand, and a crystal goblet in his right hand, where amber wine was gently rippling.

Beside Su Wangzong, Yamamoto wore a black martial arts suit, looked down at the **** competition on the ring, and an expression of disapproval appeared in his eyes.

"Mr. Yamamoto, how about the following contest, you expert comment!"

Su Zong smiled slightly and said.

"Compete? Don't insult this sacred word! I didn't see the martial arts contest, I only saw two beasts fighting! This kind of battle is not worth mentioning!"

Yamamoto sneered, and said proudly.

"Mr. Yamamoto is an expert, so let's say what I want! I think it's fun to fight like this!"

Su Zong licked his lips lightly, with a bloodthirsty taste in his smile.

"However, Su Shao! I don't understand. Why did you spend so much time and took such a big risk that Ye Fei came to fight?"

Yamamoto was frowned and puzzled.

"Why? You think the young master is willing!"

Su Zongchang's face changed and he gritted his teeth: "Ye Fei this little shrimp, what kind of thing! If it were not for him, I would have killed Lin Qingwan long ago. It was because of him that he repeatedly destroyed my plan and killed so many people! So Master Ben decided to play him to death! Let him die in despair! Isn't he able to fight? I'll take a look at how much he can fight! "

"Su Shao, Ye Fei's strength is not weak, and his shot is also fierce enough. If he really wins three games, do you want to let him go? That is definitely a return to the mountains! If such a person like Ye Fei is alive, but A big disaster! "

Yamamoto was worried.

"Three games? Mr. Yamamoto couldn't help but look down on my thugs! How could even a crippled be beaten! What's more, I said that he won three games and let Qin Xiaomeng, after all, she was the deputy police chief Qin Xiaogang's sister, can I really kill her? I haven't said that Ye Fei will be released! "

Yamamoto was suddenly enlightened. It seemed that from the moment Ye Fei stepped into this dog house, Su Zonghong was not prepared to let him leave alive.

In the end, Su Zongwang smiled again: "And, Mr. Yamamoto, will you let him win the third game?"

Yamamoto ’s body suddenly froze, with ecstasy on his face: “Su Shao means, let me go to Ye Fei in the third game? That ’s really good!”

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Ye Fei went to the background. Someone had already prepared the game uniform for him. Ye Fei shook his head: "I don't want to change clothes."

The man saw that Ye Fei was unwilling and did not impose anyway. Anyway, this underground boxing competition is not regular. People usually wear any clothes, not to mention, in his opinion, Ye Fei is already a dead man, and the dead man wears the same clothes. .

There is no need to wear gloves in the underground boxing world. There are no rules here. The harder you play, the more cruel, the better the effect. If you can kill your opponent, there is a bonus.

Moreover, from time to time, the audience will throw things into the iron cage, knives, beer bottles or the like, even if they kill each other with weapons, it is considered a victory.

Therefore, these black boxing fighters are all running away to kill, full of crazy dogs.

"Mr. Ye, do you want to warm up?"

A little man came over with a towel. He was Ye Fei ’s temporary coach. In fact, he was the one who handed Ye Fei a towel and water. If Ye Fei won, he would have a bonus. If he lost, he would No farts.

"no need!"

Ye Fei looked at the messy, potpourri-filled lounge. He had heard cheers from outside, and the battle on the ring was over.

The winner was the one-eared fanatic.

He was bitten off an ear by his last opponent, and he was able to continue fighting, and in this game, in just five minutes, he knocked out his opponent with a punch and counted the number of games he won tonight. It is already ten wins, zero losses and ten Kos.

This record is very amazing, although the lunatic is a newcomer, but the combat effectiveness is extremely strong, and has become a popular candidate for the championship.

The screams of the scene lined up, and the madman was narcissistically raising his arms high and intoxicatedly listening to the voices of everyone, as if he were a boxing champion.

Ye Fei walked through the narrow aisle to the edge of the ring. The host was introducing the KOK rookie Wang Kuang, who is known as the most horrible in history. No one noticed him.

The host is a young man in a suit and sunglasses, dyed with dazzling blonde hair, and is shouting in a hysterical voice: "Ladies and gentlemen! The next body is about to appear, tell me aloud, what do you want to see the match of!"

"KO! KO! KO! ..."

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ..."

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

The audience roared loudly, and the scene was boiling like lava.

Although it is early in the morning, the madness of the battlefield urges everyone to secrete adrenaline at a rapid rate. As the dog king said, these spectators on the field are in suits and leather during the day, but at this moment they are already transformed into beasts, wantonly venting their desires. They only care who comes next and who is killed next!

The audience dimmed, the spotlight bet on the ring, the fanatic raised his hands and shouted: "Challenge me, die!"

In a word, the audience seemed to be splashed with hot oil, but even boiled.

Under the madman's hand, there is indeed no living mouth. His arrogant words inspired people's beasts. Many people shouted hysterically and called the name of the lunatic!

The lights go out.

In the darkness, the host's somber tone slowly said: "Come on, let's see who the next body is, oh, a newcomer, Ye Fei! Is this guy falling in love? Why should he give up his life? , Wholeheartedly! "

Everyone laughed at the scene.

Snapped!

The spotlight came on and focused on Ye Fei.

The audience saw that Ye Fei was only a 20-year-old boy. The audience's reaction was super enthusiastic, and laughter and satire came and went.

"Actually a child, kid, have you been weaned!"

"Come on, I bought your second fist by KO, don't get a punch!"

"What's the matter with this kid? Even the ring can't get up, watching him dragging one leg and walking so slowly? Did he just fall when he was picking up soap in the bathroom?"

"I think this kid has a disability, 80% of them have a disability to beat him! This is really a suicide attack!"

The audience, not even one who is optimistic about Ye Fei!

Everyone, buy Ye Fei-die!

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