Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

A young man plucked up his courage and asked the middle-aged man: "Boss, who are you betting this time?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, as if he was thinking.

After a while, he pointed to the money on the table and said, "This time, I bet on Sucha."

This Sucha is a boxing champion he poached from Nantai. It is regarded as his trump card and has earned him a lot of money.

He believes Sucha can win, after all, no one has beaten him during this time.

"I bet on Sucha too!"

"I bet on Sucha too!"

A few people hesitated: "I think this kid is pretty good, so I'll just bet on him."

In this match, there were a few people who bet on Yang Xiaobao, but not as many as Sucha.

If Yang Xiaobao standing on the stage knew that someone was betting on his winning or losing at this moment, he didn't know how he should feel.

Just as they had finished placing their bets, hands had already been handed over on the table.

Said it was a fight, but it was Sucha who was attacking Yang Xiaobao.

As soon as Sucha made a move, everyone could see that although he was thinner than Ah Hu, his movements were quick and sharp.

He punched Yang Xiaobao, and after Yang Xiaobao dodged, he raised his foot and gave a chop.

This chop, with the sound of the wind, reached the top of Yang Xiaobao's head.

Yang Xiaobao also admired secretly, and had to say that Sucha's kung fu was far superior to that burly man just now.

If this kick was kicked by him, he would have to be half dead.

Yang Xiaobao snorted, stepped back, and avoided the blow.

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao dodged his attack again, Su Cha immediately elbowed Yang Xiaobao's chest.

This is a surprise move.

Everyone knows that Nantai's boxing style is dominated by punches and elbows.

As long as you get hit by an elbow, you are either dead or injured.

When many people fight Sucha, it is difficult to avoid his elbow.

Many people applauded Sucha's move.

Even the middle-aged man couldn't help but nodded, showing an expression of approval.

But to everyone's surprise, Yang Xiaobao stretched out his hand, and grabbed his elbow in an understatement.

As soon as Sucha's face changed, he felt the strength in his whole body disappear instantly.

Then Yang Xiaobao snorted, and when he tried hard, he heard a click.

Sucha snorted, his face twisted into a ball.

His arm was actually broken by Yang Xiaobao!

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, he stood up from the sofa, and stared at Yang Xiaobao.

Then Yang Xiaobao raised his foot and kicked Sucha's lower abdomen.

This kick was so fast that Sucha wanted to dodge it, but it was too late.

"Oh!"

Sucha was kicked out by Yang Xiaobao, and fell hard on the platform.

Without waiting for him to get up, Yang Xiaobao grabbed his ankle and picked him up like a chicken.

This time he didn't smash Ah Hu on the pillar like last time, but picked it up and fell directly on the platform.

Looking at Sucha again, Yang Xiaobao directly smashed his brains apart.

Poor Sucha, just died like this.

"A person from Nantai, who came to our country to show off his power, would not be a pity to die!" Yang Xiaobao said coldly.

There was an uproar below.

They didn't expect Sucha to be thrown to death by Yang Xiaobao just like that!

Yang Xiaobao stood on the stage, looked around, and said loudly: "Who else is coming up?"

As soon as his words came out, the arena immediately became dead silent again.

Under Yang Xiaobao's gaze, they all lowered their heads silently, not daring to look at Yang Xiaobao directly.

In their eyes, Yang Xiaobao is undoubtedly a god!

After a while, Yang Xiaobao saw that he still didn't dare to move, so he sneered and prepared to step down.

"Clap, clap, clap!"

At this moment, a person's applause was suddenly heard.

The person's applause was especially harsh in the silence.

Yang Xiaobao followed the sound and saw the middle-aged man coming out of the private room and walking towards him.

He clapped as he walked, and kept nodding.

"Not bad, not bad." The middle-aged man said, "I have never seen such a powerful person."

Yang Xiaobao looked at him and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"I'm the boss here, Wu Zhonghua, and my brothers all call me Brother Hua."

"So it's the boss here, so it should have something to do with Li Ming?"

Wu Zhonghua smiled and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm just in this business for using other people's money to eliminate disasters, so there's nothing I can do."

Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "Don't tell me you want to fight me too?"

Wu Zhonghua laughed and shook his head: "I dare not, and I am not your opponent."

Without waiting for Yang Xiaobao to say anything, he continued, "Little brother, what are you doing with me?"

"Oh?"

Yang Xiaobao was a little surprised, he didn't expect Wu Zhonghua to say that.

Wu Zhonghua smiled: "I'm a straightforward person, and I don't talk so much nonsense."

Then he waved, and one of his men brought a box.

He took the box, opened it, and Yang Xiaobao saw stacks of money.

"There are 100 million here. If you follow me, this 100 million will be yours."

Many people started talking in low voices and looked at Yang Xiaobao with envious eyes.

These people are all Wu Zhonghua's subordinates, and Wu Zhonghua has never given so much money to others.

It seems that this kid is lucky.

But Yang Xiaobao smiled and said lightly: "Sorry, I don't care."

Wu Zhonghua's face changed, and he seemed a little angry.

But soon he hid his emotions, smiled and said, "Okay, I'll add another million."

"Even if you add another 100 billion, I don't care, let Li Ming get over here!"

Hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, Wu Zhonghua's face darkened, and he snorted: "Little brother, don't be ungrateful, do you think you can get out of here?"

As he spoke he clapped his hands.

Yang Xiaobao saw a lot of people stand up, took out guns from their waists, and pointed their guns at Yang Xiaobao.

"As long as I give an order, you will be beaten into a sieve."

Yang Xiaobao smiled, and said lightly: "Okay, since that's the case, then you can order to shoot."

"Little brother, you have to think about it!"

"What nonsense?" Yang Xiaobao became impatient.

"shot!"

Wu Zhonghua couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.

Dozens of guns pulled their triggers at the same time.

Wu Zhonghua sighed, he knew that Yang Xiaobao was going to turn into a corpse this time, and to be honest, he still felt a little regretful.

But what Wu Zhonghua never expected was that just after he finished speaking, Yang Xiaobao jumped off the stage with a movement.

Those who aimed at Yang Xiaobao, even if they pulled the trigger, they just hit nothing.

Wu Zhonghua's expression changed, he just wanted his men to fire a second shot when he saw Yang Xiaobao rushing towards him.

He was terrified and wanted to turn around and leave.

But Yang Xiaobao was by his side in an instant.

"Don't move, if you move, you will die!" Yang Xiaobao stretched out his hand and strangled his neck.