Once this subtitle was displayed, the sound in the hall was only louder than before.

The audience was shocked and even couldn't believe that Chen Huayao appeared in person in the second game. Has the Crab Committee really fallen? One of his five tiger generals with outstanding achievements has never appeared, and they are all swearing. There are also the famous Meng Sifei, Qin Jiran, and Jiang Shirui all acted as turtles, but they wanted the boss to end up in person. What kind of morality is it? What is the majesty?

The most ridiculous thing is that the odds set by the casino are actually 1:1.4. Isn’t it that Chen Huayao’s strength is not as strong as Ruan Qingli?

Chen Huayao has been retreating behind the scenes for more than two years, but the evaluation of him on the road is still very high. He created the Crab Committee, trained the four heavenly kings, and collected the Five Tiger Generals. So many talents followed his instructions, and even Du Yinqiao, who was invincible in Xiangjing, directly said that he had bought his life for him.

Without any ability, can this group of unruly madmen listen to him?

Some people who have witnessed Chen Huayao’s fight with their own eyes estimate that his combat level should be close to level 4 without limit.

Ruan Qingli is also at the peak of level three. Why is the odds so different? Is Zhengde Casino deliberately humiliating Chen Huayao? How could those guys who only look at money not be able to get along with their wallets?

There is no piece of paper in the world that can contain the flames, and hidden dangers within the Crab Committee have finally been exposed.

Just now, the team leader Di Weizhen, Jiang Shirui, and Meng Sifei, who lifted out of the Thunder Whip, was anxiously leaving. Then in the first game, the Crab Committee announced the abstention. Chen Huayao's face was pale, which all illustrates a problem: something happened to the Crab Committee!

Chen Huayao's combat ability is greatly reduced, there is no need to doubt this!

"Brother Hua, are you really okay?" Wei Chensi was very anxious, and he saw all the reactions in the audience. Everyone's doubts about the Crab Committee were getting higher and higher.

The underworld always has to speak with the fist! If you don’t have the ability, you will not have the place to speak! On the contrary, if you are strong, your words will naturally be the truth.

It is the same as national politics. Napoleon once said: "The truth is within the range of the cannon." It is suitable for everyone.

Chen Huayao rubbed his chin hard and said, "If I can't even control the result of a small game, what else can I talk about the ideal of dedicating society and helping the rejuvenation of the great motherland?" He picked up two bottles of cold beer and walked towards the lounge.

Wei Chensi was stunned for a moment and hurriedly followed behind. Zhu Mang and Su Chenghuan didn't understand what was going on, and they were still there to drink, chat and fuck with others. They were stupid, but they were very happy.

Fei Luo was checking the safety situation in the lounge and said, "No problem here."

Chen Huayao nodded, and Fei Luo took his backhand to the door and left.

He opened the beer and took a big mouthful. The feeling of exhaustion from sweating was temporarily relieved. He quickly drank two bottles of beer.

"Hey! You're still drunk! You're all poisonous! You're crazy!" Wei Chensi said, "Are you biological knowledge? Alcohol speeds up blood circulation, and toxins will penetrate into your internal organs faster? Haven't you watched "Survival in the Wild"? It's okay if you're bitten by a poisonous snake. If you're vigorous, you'll speed up blood circulation and die earlier."

Chen Huayao took off his clothes and pants, changed into a pair of big shorts for competition, lit a cigarette and sat on the chair. Under the light, the scars around him were shining.

"Mr. Chen, remember, sometimes I am surprised by my physical condition." I slowly exhaled a smoke ring and said, "I have the most perverted physique in the world. What is the mere little bit of viper venom?"

"Viper? Is the poison in you a snake venom?" Wei Chensi couldn't stop talking for a moment.

"The person who poisoned me will never understand that the more severe the physical pain, the greater the pleasure it brings to me, and the sooner I will realize the practical significance of the "Demon Body, Taoist Heart, Buddha's appearance."

"The devil's body, Taoist heart, Buddha's appearance?" Wei Chensi asked.

"This is what Lingyu's master told me. That old guy is not a street charlatan. I feel that he has some tricks."

"Oh! So that's how it is!" Mr. Wei nodded in pretending to understand, and found that his body was still sweating, and his body was showing a strange pink. He hurriedly leaned his head and looked carefully, and couldn't help but scream: "What's going on? Your pores are bleeding in large areas!"

The bright red blood kept oozing out of the thin pores, mixed with transparent sweat, turned pink, making it look extremely ghostly.

Mr. Wei saw Chen Huayao holding the steel pipe on the armrest of the chair tightly. The steel pipe slowly deformed and twisted in his palm, and I wonder how much pain it was under.

"Good guy, you're simply not a human being!" The proud Young Master Wei was also extremely shocked by this person's perverted nerves.

A notice of ending betting was received from the radio outside the door, with only five minutes left before the start of the game.

Everyone in the Zhengde Casino conference room had red eyes, their minds filled with excitement. Everyone held their breath and stared at the projection screen in front of them, and a number was soaring rapidly. Even the arrogant Zhao Chuchu didn't say anything, clenched his fists tightly.

In the red eyes of everyone like rabbits, the number finally stopped jumping, and it was written directly below: The amount of betting on this game. Above is a number that is enough to stop everyone from breathing: 2856150,000 yuan.

2.8 billion yuan! Ten times more than the first game!

It is also 470 million US dollars to convert into US dollars. The total bets in a game alone are more than the annual GDP of the lowest-ranked countries in the world. It is unimaginable. For example, Tonga, only 476 million US dollars; Sao Tome and Principe, 260 million US dollars; Marshall Islands, 180 million US dollars. This shows the degree of madness of the guests.

Zhu Chongwei, assistant to the president of Hongwu Group in the VIP seat, bets amounted to 188.88 million Huayuan. Such a good number is like a red envelope was given to someone at a wedding.

They couldn't help but go crazy. This was the first time that Chairman Crab had shown his strength seriously in public. The boss took action personally, and the thugs in the organization that were no longer invincible, also indirectly explained the current dilemma of the Crab Committee.

Now is the time for them to witness the decline of the Crab Committee.

Zhao Chuchu saw the statistics and said, "Nearly 60% of people bet on Ruan Qingli. It seems that everyone is not optimistic about Chen Huayao."

"Who will have hope for a person who is about to die?" Zhao Yuze sneered.

The host is already announcing the appearance of the contestants of both sides. Wei Chensi's heart is getting heavier and asked: "Brother Hua, your body really doesn't matter?"

Chen Huayao answered the question irrelevantly and said, "I intend to unify the underworld, to bring a peaceful Xiangjing and to complete the construction of the motherland's bridgehead for opening up to the outside world on this great land. Unfortunately, there are too many stumbling blocks on this road, and they must be kicked away."

"this……"

Chen Huayao slowly stood up, wiped off the blood and sweat from his body, pushed open the door and walked out: "Let's taste the blood of the first clown jumping."

Ruan Qingli was already standing on the stage, surrounded by deafening shouts.

As soon as Chen Huayao appeared, the shouts suddenly turned into overwhelming booing. Only the West Crab Committee still maintained an astonishing silence.

The host just hurriedly jumped off the stage and passed by Chen Huayao.

Chen Huayao snatched the microphone and jumped onto the stage, saying, "I'm glad you all watch my performance tonight."

Suddenly someone in the audience shouted: "Play your mother, start fighting quickly!"

Chen Huayao glanced at the man deeply, remembered his appearance, and said, "It's great, then let's start."

Both of them were dressed in the same dress, naked and barefoot. Ruan Qingli was wearing blue shorts and Chen Huayao was wearing red shorts. Both were thin and had mottled scars all over their bodies.

Ruan Qingli raised her chin slightly, her face full of pride, and looked at the other party with her eyes squinted. He did have the capital to be proud, and he had only one game that had been unbeaten in 29 consecutive games, and he had already thirty games. Why can't he be proud of him?

The man in front of him was skinny and pale, and he kept sweating before he even started fighting. His legs and hands were trembling slightly. I don’t know whether he was nervous or afraid, but it was obvious that he was a young man. It was too simple to deal with such shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Ruan Qingli stretched out a finger: "Your life is only one last minute left!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Qingli never spoke, and directly swept over with a whirlwind leg.

The host just returned to the rostrum at the front of the audience, and saw this and shouted at the microphone: "Ruan Qingli sent it..."

What he wanted to say was: "Ruan Qingli posed a death threat!" But the Vietnamese were so fast that the sentence had just emerged in their minds, and before they could fully speak it, Ruan Qingli had already attacked.

That is the ultimate leg technique "Phantom Attack" that Vietnamese rely on for fame. It uses speed as the main force as the auxiliary force, jumps high and covers all parts of the enemy's upper body. As long as there is a slight response error, it will be a deadly blow.

Many viewers had ghosts in their retinas for a while because Vietnamese were too fast and it was difficult for the naked eye to capture the image in real life, and only saw a cloud of gray shadows.

Chen Huayao had not reacted yet, and was still standing on the spot in a daze, like a plague-headed chicken.

Ruan Qingli's whip legs swept a strong wind, like a powerful pile driver, hit Chen Huayao on the left face.

A huge and dull sound of "slap" overshadowed the noise of the audience. Everyone could hear it clearly. The timid one couldn't help but shrink his head and exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Huayao was killed by the opponent's must-killing leg, and almost staggered, his neck tilted to the side, leaving a green mark on his face.

If it were an ordinary person, that leg would have taken his life.

Ruan Qingli's attack followed like a shadow. As soon as it landed, it jumped into the air, reaching 1.5 meters high. It stretched out her hands like a graceful geek, which was very beautiful.

He rushed up his knee and took Chen Huayao's face. If he hit the ground, the only thing left was the ending of the face blooming.

The moves are fierce, and the attacks are wave after wave, leaving no room for the enemy to react. This is the real life-and-death battle between underground boxing. The movements are far less chic and beautiful than the clips in movies and TV, but they are all deadly.

The host's words came out with a good word, purely a subconscious reaction.

At that time, Chen Huayao leaned back very quickly, and the other party's knees just rubbed his face, avoiding the attack in an extremely embarrassed manner. His steps were retreating continuously, and his back hit the plastic guardrail before he could barely stop.

Ruan Qingli stopped her body, held her finger joints and gently pressed them down. The sound of the crackling sound was crisp and pleasant, and she looked at him with funny and contempt.

Chen Huayao covered his stomach and panted, and he couldn't stop sweating for a moment, and his expression was distorted.
Chapter completed!