Patting his chest bang bang, this Caucasian man named Oslav stared at cow-like eyes, stretched out his hairy hand, hooked his finger at Li Yifei, and said, "You, there are still a few minutes to live, say Last words."

Li Yifei tilted his head and looked at each other calmly, not happy or sad, as if looking at a silly X.

Oslav frowned and said: "Since you don't want to say it, then okay, when I kill you and get the money, I will buy you a beautiful coffin with diamonds on it. Haha , Don’t thank me, that’s what I should do, it won’t cost much anyway!"

If there are 100 million, he can completely withdraw from the mercenary organization, find an island, and spend his life comfortably, without even worrying about money.

"Haha, your wish is good." Li Yifei smiled faintly, ignored the other party, and turned his head to the stands.

The prince was already impatient. He and Sachar had already signed the gambling agreement. This gambling agreement was effective immediately, and it was binding.

The prince urged: "Don't waste your tongue with him, give me a hand and kill him. You can get your money."

Sachar was still worried about Li Yifei, but he was so excited that he had a billion dollars just now. Now he can only choose to believe in Li Yifei. When he thinks of what Li Yifei did a few days ago, Sachar decided that maybe Li Yifei really has it. Confidence, so he encouraged Li Yifei: "Ying, I believe in you!"

"Wait a minute!" Li Yifei reached into his pocket, took out a card from it, shook his hand, and threw it to Sashaer, saying, "Since everyone is holding down the money, I will do it too."

None of the people present had expected that Li Yifei would pressure himself money.

"How much do you press, I'll help you press, fight first!" Sachar said.

Li Yifei shook his head and said, "No, I'll do it myself. I don't know how much money is in that card, but I want to suppress half of it. You can prove it to me. After the game is over, I will check it. How much money is there? I only need to pay half of the money in me."

"Hey, kid, stop teasing, just get a card, just want to press money? Tell me, you want to press a few hundred, I will help you pad it." A mercenary whistle to Li Yifei, said mockingly.

A prince couldn't laugh more. He took out a stack of dollars, smashed it on the table, and said: "For this kid's stunned energy, I will win you ten thousand! But I will win that bear one million."

Sachar holds a special bank card. He recognizes the bank card and knows that he is not an ordinary person to take out this card.

"No one stipulates how much money to press at a time, so even if there is one dollar in this card, it must be paid." Sachar said in a deep voice, "His Royal Highness, do you agree with this statement?"

The prince's cheeks trembled, snorted, and said, "Recognize, I know how much money he has in this card, but if he can beat my people, is it possible? Obviously not. Maybe. Haha."

Sachar asked the two parties to bring the agreement and signed it. He signed for Li Yifei and also wrote it in the terms.

Many people took a look at the bank card. There are many people here who know the goods. They know that this type of card is not available to ordinary people, but some mercenary kings can also get this type of card, as long as they have money. .

rich? No matter how much money there can be, His Royal Highness thought with disdain that in his heart, Li Yifei's hope of winning might not even reach 1%. Therefore, even if he wins, His Royal Highness felt that he would not pay much.

Tens of thousands of dollars? Hundreds of thousands of dollars? Or, a little bit more, a few million dollars, and the millions of dollars is just a fraction of the cost of a contest of His Royal Highness.

Not a big deal, a trace of cruelty flashed in His Royal Highness's eyes. He could not wait to see the picture of the yellow-skinned clown being torn apart by his people.

Sasha shook his fist. This battle was a face-off, but since Li Yifei had this confidence, he would also believe in the other party.

Many princes also bet, and the mercenaries who watch the excitement are also betting.

Behind the princes, there were bodyguards. One of the huge bodyguards frowned and stared at Li Yifei with a solemn expression. He always felt that Li Yifei's figure was familiar, although in the eyes of Westerners, the appearance of Easterners was similar. , Especially the men and women in China, Japan, and South Korea, they all feel that they are not much different, and the resolution is relatively low, but this bodyguard still thinks that Li Yifei is very familiar, height, size, body shape...

But he couldn't remember where he had seen Li Yifei, so he just stared at Li Yifei.

In the field, Oslav could not wait. He slammed his fists together, lowered his body, and rushed towards Li Yifei with a low growl.

Seeing that his huge fist was about to hit Li Yifei, everyone outside the field held their breath, and even Sasha could not help but want to close his eyes. He chose to believe in Li Yifei, but... don't tell me, You can't hide with a punch. That would be too shabby!

This fist is heavy and powerful, and if you just talk about its attack power, if it is hit, the bones will be broken.

Li Yifei didn't flash much, and there was no expression on his face, as if he was frightened by the punch, which made Sasha almost shout, avoiding.

His Royal Highness's mocking vocabulary was ready, just when he was about to blurt it out.

At this moment, a fist, which was obviously much smaller than the opponent, slowly raised it.

Slowly, these people's eyes were correct. Li Yifei raised his hand in no hurry, clenched his fist, and slammed into the opponent with a violent punch.

Imagine that Li Yifei would be beaten out, and even the scene where one arm was broken did not appear. On the contrary, Li Yifei's fist, which was small compared to the opponent, did not move.

After the collision, Oslav flew out instead, accompanied by a loud cry of pain.

Oslav’s arms and the bones under the flesh seemed to be shattered by Li Yifei’s punch. The whole arm was limp. He drew out four or five meters in the air, slammed it, and slammed it to the ground. Huge dust.

Li Yifei looked as usual, as if he didn't do the thing just now, but another person did it.

"Hiss..." Most of the onlookers in the audience were breathing air-conditioning. How could this be possible? How can that yellow guy only do it? It even violates the laws of physics!

Li Yifei clearly stood still, and he punched back. From mass, strength, to inertia, Li Yifei was at a disadvantage, even a big disadvantage, how did he turn that bear out with a punch.

Even the bear's arms were already limp and quickly became congested and swollen.

The prince rubbed his eyes vigorously and made sure that the scene in front of him was real. He couldn't help shouting: "Impossible, how is this possible!"

Sachar grinned and laughed, haha, he was not wrong, the eagle he knew on the plane was indeed a strong man and a surprising person.

Winning money is a trivial matter. What's more happy is that Li Yifei is a strong man, and then he is still his own.

Sashar made a specious Tai Chi gesture and made a scream like Bruce Lee.

"You he? Get up for me, get up, and beat him to death!" His Royal Highness shouted at Oslav with his fists.

What Li Yifei did just now, I am afraid that only Oslav himself knows. Therefore, even though he was mad and even more terrifying than a wild bear, Oslav was really timid this time.

He just hit the wall made of steel with a fist, and then the wall made of steel suddenly exerted force and knocked him out. The pain in the arm made Oslav feel scared, but he wasted an arm by himself. Is this still a human?

Seeing Li Yifei slowly approaching him, Oslav used his other arm to crawl back and rub back, trying to stay away from Li Yifei.

He did not dare to fight. This is not a level at all. This kind of fierce, Oslav has seen, it is not based on the number of people, or can be defeated by courage, because those who have been out of the scope of human beings are truly strong. Who is the strong one who is spread in the myth.

Li Yifei looked at Oslav lightly, lowered his head, and asked, "Do you admit defeat?"

"I...I admit defeat, I can't beat you." Oslav thought that the other party was going to kill him. Hearing Li Yifei's question, he was taken aback, shook his head and said: "I admit defeat!"

Li Yifei nodded and said, "Okay!"

Oslav didn't care about the prince's shout at this time. Seeing Li Yifei nodding, he repeatedly said thank you.

His Royal Highness was going to be stunned. No matter how he shouted, the other party ignored him. This made His Royal Highness want to roll up his sleeves and fight Li Yifei desperately.

Li Yifei turned around, faced the princes, and said, "I won."

A group of princes were at heart, losing money is a small matter, and losing face is a big deal. Everyone is not optimistic about Li Yifei. Suddenly, he killed Oslav who might be the number one champion. Isn’t this slap these princes in the face? .

"Yes, you won!" Sasha ran over, patted the railing, and shouted: "Eagle, you really didn't disappoint me, haha."

"No, it doesn't count!" The prince shook his head fiercely. He pointed at Li Yifei angrily, and said: "You must be a shame, the one who attacked me, so this test is not counted, invalid, if you want to win money, There must be another match."

Sachar turned his head back abruptly and said, "Why don't you count, Your Royal Highness, with so many eyes watching, why is my friend playing tricks? He only used his fists, why did he ever use other things? You are called shamelessness, right? !"

Sasha hummed heavily, swept his eyes across the others, and said, "Princes and princes, do you think the same way? Do you think my friend is shameless?"