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"Ha ha ha ha... this kid won't scare his pants!"

"Hey! Crazy dog! Kill him! Let the dead give you 100,000!!" A group of spectators shouted on it.

The mad dog cracked a big mouth and revealed a black and yellow tooth. If you look closely, you will find that his tongue has been cut off, so it will only make a "squeaky" shout.

His expression became very embarrassing, and he hooked his fingers toward Ye Fan, full of disdain.

Ye Fan did not go over, but instead hooked his finger at the mad dog.

The mad dog's eyes became extraordinarily fierce, taking a big step, the body and a tank in general, rushing toward Ye Fan!

When he came to Ye Fan, the mad dog picked up a huge fist and slammed it toward Ye Fan’s skull!

Ye Fan's body was just right across the road, avoiding the punch.

The mad dog's fist hit the ground, and the plastic platform made a heavy muffled sound. If it was cement or stone, most of it had already been pulled out of a deep pit.

"Great strength! It’s a crazy dog!"

"Grass, this kid is lucky, or the brain is blooming!"

In the shouts of the audience, Ye Fan ducked back and forth a few times, strolling on the stage.

The mad dog is screaming and rushing to catch up. Every fist is trying hard to make the effort to make Ye Fan into a meat sauce.

Ye Fan has been using his eyes to glance at the audience around the ring. He has the feeling that someone is staring at him in secret.

This time, Feiyun Mansion, Shangguan Ling’s attitude is really different, because it is reasonable to say that even if Shangguan’s family does not want to give the 40 million tails, it is not necessary to completely enmity with Jinxiu.

Therefore, Ye Fan faintly felt that another person was behind the ghosts, especially his years of experience, let him detect that someone was peeping.

However, the other party did not seem to be in the audience, and Ye Fan had to give up the search for the time being.

Suddenly, Ye Fan stood on the ring and no longer ducked.

The audience has long been screaming, and Yi Fan is a coward, running around, and Ye Fan stopped and shouted to let the mad dog rush.

The mad dog naturally caught this opportunity. After sealing the angle, a hook was taken directly to the squat of Ye Fan!

Ye Fan simply reached out and crossed the fist and caught the fist. At the same time, his right foot kicked forward and immediately destroyed the center of the mad dog. The entire burly body fell to the stage!

After a second, the mad dog has been lying on the cold concrete floor.

"Hey!!-"

The audience in the stands were shocked, because no one thought that the mad dog would be so easily collapsed!

Feng Yueying was almost excitedly called out. She did not expect Ye Fan to win so easily, and a pair of otters gazed at the man.

The mad dog is also feeling inexplicable, how he was beaten down.

"You lost, let's go," Ye Fan is not interested, killing a dumb who relies on black boxing for a living. After all, they are innocent.

The mad dog climbed up and looked at Shangguanling on the high platform.

Shangguan Ling shouted sullenly: "In the Colosseum, there is only a battle between life and death. If you don't die, give it up!!"

When the mad dog listened, he said nothing, and once again rushed to the ring, and fought toward Ye Fan.

Ye Fan frowned, didn't look at it, turned back and kicked, just hit the mad dog's chest!

"boom!"

A muffled sound, the huge body of the mad dog that was more than two meters, fell again to the ring.

The mad dog squirted a thick stream of blood, twitching, fainting in the past and losing combat power.

To deal with this big man with only brute force and speed, Ye Fan has no effort.

Shangguan Ling is a gloomy face. He is absolutely convinced that Ye Fan is not an ancient warrior, not an expert in internal strength, but why, such a seemingly ordinary body can have such explosive power and speed! ?

A group of spectators were also stunned, with a pair of eyes under the mask, staring at Ye Fan, and the laughter was long gone.

For them, watching a big man like a mad dog has already felt very strong, but a warrior like a mad dog has been kicked by Ye Fan. !

Shangguan Ling took a hard shot of the sofa and angered: "Waste!"

However, he is not a loser, nothing more than 2.8 million, he has not been in the eye.

But at this moment, everyone found that Ye Fan did not return to the high platform to take money, but instead walked in from the passage of the mad dog before.

"What is he doing!?" Shangguan Ling frowned.

"Young Master, he seems to go to our backstage," said one assistant.

"Fat! I am not blind!" Shangguan Ling said to the bodyguard of a blue shirt behind him: "Li Pengfei! Take someone to see, what the kid is doing!"

Li Pengfei, the head of the bodyguard, looked cold and convened his hands immediately after he was ordered. He planned to take people down.

But at this time, Ye Fan suddenly came out from the background, and his face turned back to the high platform as usual.

"Sorry, I went to the toilet. I have finished the work. Mr. Shangguan wrote the check. We didn't eat lunch and we were hungry." Ye Fan said, picking up a napkin next to it and rubbing it. A hand rubbed.

Feng Yueying noticed the details and exclaimed: "Ye Fan! How is blood in your hand? Is it hurt?"

The woman was busy grasping Ye Fan’s hand, but found that the blood was not the leaf sail, but the outside.

"Oh, nothing, accidentally rubbed it," Ye Fan said.

At this moment, a face-to-face management team member ran up and looked at the eye-sailing in horror. He said: "Not good! Big Master!"

Shangguan Ling frowned: "What are you doing in a panic?"

"The man just ran into our backstage and killed all of our twenty more gladiators!" the manager said slyly.

"how is this possible!?"

"Really... this guy will fight as soon as he comes in, and our gladiators will not be able to fight back and will be beaten!"

Shangguan Ling’s face is dark, and he is glaring at Ye Fan: “Your name is Ye! What do you mean by this!? Can you play very great!?”

Ye Fan spread his hand and said, "I am ah, I want to go to the bathroom. I didn't find it. They didn't let me out. I had to put them down."

Shangguan Lingxin has dropped blood, and 2.8 million is nothing, but the prisoners and black market boxers he bought are millions of people. These people are dead on the stage, but they can still Earn money back, but in the background, it is not all blood loss! ?

The key is that killing them is even more costly, and they have to help them raise their injuries first.

One to two, his Colosseum business said that he lost a few tens of millions!

"Wang Ba Gu... You are clearly deliberately looking for it!" Shangguan Ling counted it, and Ye Fan’s goal from the beginning was not just 2.8 million.