Go find Abdul's old Ivan.

"Peng, congratulations..." Old Ivan forced a smile on his face with difficulty and said, "If you beat Basong to death, you will probably be ranked among the top 50 black market boxers in the world this year...

…”

The ranking of black market boxers is somewhat similar to that of regular professional boxers. It does not mean that you can rank yourself by killing the ranked boxer. This can only be determined after being evaluated by a comprehensive evaluation system.

However, for killing Basong, Peng Hong's bonus points must be very high, so although he has only fought two black market boxing games in his life, Peng Hong is probably able to join the world rankings of black market boxing. Don't underestimate this ranking in the top five.

10. You must know that there are tens of thousands of registered black market boxers around the world.

"Thank you, old Ivan. I wonder when I can get my money?"

Peng Hong seemed not to notice the ugly face of old Ivan, who looked like his dead father, and said straight to the point: "I have something urgent to do and I have to leave Kuol Town. I hope you can hand over my appearance fee to me as soon as possible..."

"

After beating Basong to death with one punch, Peng Hong really had a clear idea at this moment, and the depression that had been squeezed in his heart in the past was wiped away. Therefore, even if he stood with gangsters such as Old Ivan, he did not have any momentum at all.

Falling into the wind.

"Peng, we are old friends, can I still miss your money?" The expression on old Ivan's face was as if he was constipated. At this time, he wanted to kill Peng Hong himself in order to relieve his own pain.

The hatred in my heart.

But Old Ivan also knows that Peng Hong is so powerful now. Even if he goes to the boxing ring in person, he will probably end up like Bassong, being beaten to death by Peng Hong, so he can only bear this breath.

.

"Peng, you go to the lounge and take a rest first. I will go find you later..." Although old Ivan wanted to cut Peng Hong into pieces, he still tried hard to put on a smile and said: "

I will introduce a big business to you later, I think you will be interested..."

Old Ivan knew that Peng Hong had a very urgent need for money in recent years, so he believed that as long as he mentioned money, Peng Hong would definitely agree.

When Old Ivan was a little surprised, Peng Hong frowned and said: "Old Ivan, I told you beforehand that after this fight, I will leave tomorrow..."

"Huh? Is it because of this young man named Qin?" Old Ivan couldn't help but glance behind Peng Hong, but no matter how he observed, he couldn't feel the slightest dangerous energy from Qin Feng.

This is obviously an ordinary person.

"Peng, you won't leave today anyway. Let's have a good chat after the boxing match is over..." Old Ivan reached out his hand to pat Peng Hong's shoulder affectionately, but he didn't expect that Peng Hong's side of his body made the old man

Ivan took a shot and couldn't help showing an embarrassed look on his face.

"Oh, amazing Chinese, you are so wonderful..."

Just when Peng Hong and Qin Feng were about to leave, a slightly exaggerated voice came from several people. Abdul, who was wearing traditional Arab clothing, walked around the ring and finally found Peng Hong.

"Mr. Abdul, how are you? Are you satisfied with the boxing match we held?"

Seeing Abdul, Old Ivan finally put aside Peng Hong, went up to him and said: "In the future, Kuhl Town will replace Las Vegas and become the holy place for black market boxing matches. I also hope that Abdul

Sir, can you come here often..."

"Oh, of course I'm very satisfied. I won a little money just after I came here. I have to thank you, Mr. Ivan, for that."

As an Arab prince, Abdul was impeccable in etiquette. After saluting old Ivan very gentlemanly, he turned to Peng Hong and said: "Peng, I must get your signature. You know.

, you are now my idol, that punch just now was so beautiful..."

"Little money? Damn it, can two hundred and fifty million US dollars be called small money?"

After hearing Abdul's words, Old Ivan's heart was about to bleed. This time they paid more than 200 million US dollars in compensation, although Old Ivan, who was only one of the shareholders, only had to pay a few thousand dollars.

Ten thousand, but this is already half of old Ivan’s life savings.

"Peng, look, do my movements look like Chinese Kung Fu?" Old Ivan originally wanted to chat with Abdul, but Abdul's attention was not focused on him at all.

.

I don’t know if Abdul has watched Bruce Lee’s movies. When he spoke, he was still gesticulating with his hands and making “oh oh” sounds in his mouth. However, his movements were a bit nondescript, and he was wearing a wide white suit.

The robe looks like a big penguin.

"This is also a strange thing among the Arab royal family..."

Watching Abdul's performance, Qin Fengyou secretly laughed in his heart. This guy is definitely an alternative among the Arab royal families. If the current king sees him like this, he doesn't know whether his economy will be cut off.

Source, directly expelled from the royal family.

"I am actually a member of the royal family."

Looking at Abdul, Qin Feng suddenly remembered his origin. If we really talk about it, Qin Feng's family is much older than Abdul's, and even if it is compared with financial resources, the value of gold in the different space is,

It is also far above the oil underground in the Arab world.

"I wonder when we can find Jia Jia?" Qin Feng thought of his sister again, and couldn't help feeling sad. He decided that after Meng Yao's illness was cured, he would find his sister even if he measured the whole world with his feet.

come out.

"Who are you?"

Just when Qin Feng was thinking about it, Peng Hong was a little impatient. Although the game just now was short, Peng Hong also consumed a lot of energy and physical strength. Now he wanted to go back to rest, but was stopped by A Bu

Dürer stopped him.

"This is Prince Abdul, a member of the Arab royal family..."

As the host, Old Ivan introduced Peng Hong: "Prince Abdul has bet heavily on you. In this game alone, he won 250 million US dollars..."

When he said these words, the muscles on old Ivan's face were twitching, and his smile was not much better than crying.

"Small money, just for fun. If you win this game, you may lose the next one..."

Abdul waved his hand disapprovingly. He had been gambling in Las Vegas in the past few years and his hand skills had never been very good. So after receiving an invitation from Old Ivan this year, he decided to come to Kuhl Town to play.

Unexpectedly, the first game he played would bring him an unexpected surprise.

In fact, 250 million U.S. dollars is not a small amount of money for Abdul. It is almost his royal dividend for a year. With this money, Abdul can make a product that he has been fancying for a long time.

The fully handmade gold version of the supercar is in your pocket.

Moreover, Abdul has recently taken a fancy to a 300-year-old castle in the UK. The price of this castle is 130 million euros. If repairs are included, it will cost at least 200 million euros.

Therefore, Abdul may not be able to make money, but he is definitely good at spending money. Even if he wins one billion or eighty billion today, Prince Abdul still has the ability to spend every penny of it, which is also a good thing in itself.

an ability.

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