"Flash, lightning."
After a brief silence, the Chanel girl stood up and screamed as if she had been beaten to death.
Even though she was more than ten meters apart, Ye Fan could feel her arrogance and arrogance.
The whole audience cheered and whistled from time to time, and everyone shouted the word lightning.
Although Song Hongyan was not as startled as the others, her breathing was still slightly heavy when she saw the leopard head lying at her feet.
The pretty and almost demonic face also had a hint of tension.
The blood at close range touched the softness of her heart.
No matter how cunning and insidious the big man was, and no matter how powerful he was, the bloody cruelty still made her unbearable for a while.
"Hahaha! Song Hongyan, Du Tianhu, Han Nanhua, your people are really bad!"
"One is trash, two are trash, and I didn't expect that six are also trash."
Jiang Shihao laughed harshly, then pointed his finger at Song Hongyan and the others and hummed:
"There are still four spots left. Send someone up quickly to die."
"You are of such caliber that you still want to stop my father from coming back. You are simply out of your mind and overestimating your capabilities."
"I advise you to just admit defeat. You can save a few people and save some face."
"Otherwise, Flash will destroy you one by one and win ten to ten, and you will lose all your dignity."
A group of companions laughed and looked at Han Nanhua with disdain.
I thought that the Zhong Hai circle was so powerful, but it turned out to be a bluff, and even a lightning bolt couldn't defeat it.
"Don't you have any idea about our situation?"
Huang Zhendong couldn't stop shouting: "If you have the ability, allow the children of the Zhonghai Wumeng League to participate in the war. I guarantee that you will be beaten to the ground in minutes."
"That is, they tied our hands and said we are not strong enough."
Han Yue also snorted: "Jiang Shihao, you and your father are really as shameless."
"Don't talk about whether there are some or not. It's not that I don't allow the China-Hai Military Alliance to participate in the war. It's you who are being suppressed. Is it none of my business?"
Jiang Shihao smiled noncommittally:
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and send people to join the battle quickly, so that you can be convinced of the defeat."
"Don't even think about cheating. Today there are senior Nangong and eight other old Jianghu witnesses."
"If you dare to cheat, not only will Senior Nangong and the others punish you, I will also kill you by any means necessary."
"I heard that the Wuhu Group has more girls than boys, and all of them are as beautiful as gods. We brothers can play with one woman a day, and we can play with it for a whole year without repeating it."
Jiang Shihao was very proud, as if he had convinced Song Hongyan and the others.
"Shut up!"
Song Hongyan's pretty face sank and she interrupted Jiang Shihao:
"We haven't lost yet, Jiang Shihao, you have nothing to be proud of."
Jiang Shihao sneered: "Come here, let me see how you win this battle tonight."
"Mr. Han, Mr. Song!"
At this time, a middle-aged man walked over, with a trace of unconcealable anxiety on his face, and whispered into Song Hongyan's ear:
"It's not good. The last four boxers saw the live video and refused to go out to fight against Flash even if they were beaten to death."
"They also said that the other party was so powerful that if he rushed up to him, he would die. He would rather break one of his hands than go on stage."
Jiang Shihao caught this sentence and burst into laughter:
"Don't you dare to fight?"
"Song Hongyan, the person you are looking for is really a loser. He has neither good skills nor courage."
"If you lose, my father will have the final say in Zhonghai from now on."
On the battle stage, losing momentum and confidence means losing.
At this time, Nangong Xiong suddenly took the microphone and spoke to Song Hongyan and the others:
"Mr. Du, Mr. Han, please send people from Zhonghai to join the battle."
"If no one of you comes on stage within five minutes, then you will lose the seventh game."
He seemed fair and strict, but in fact he didn't give Du Tianhu and the others a chance to breathe.
"Use my trump card!"
Han Nanhua had been silent, and now he nodded slightly, with determination in his eyes:
"Han Tang is here for the next battle."
Du Tianhu and the others were shocked when they heard this: "Mr. Han, you absolutely must not do this."
Han Tang was saddled with a murder case, and the world had long thought that he had escaped and was dead.
Once he appears, Han Tang will die, and the Han family will definitely be involved in a storm of public opinion.
Qianbao Group's business will also plummet.
The price will be very high.
"Of course I know the consequences, but as it is now, Han Tang can't help but take action."
Han Nanhua was categorical: "Compared to Jiang Hualong returning to Zhonghai, I would rather the Han family be stabbed in the back."
Qian Shenghuo and the others were silent when they heard this. Yes, once Jiang Hualong comes back, there will never be peace in Zhonghai, and their lives will also be in danger.
"I will fight in the next battle."
Han Yue slammed the table, stood up and looked at Flash: "I will fight to the death with him."
"It's just a discussion, why do you need to take risks yourself?"
At this moment, a hand pressed on Han Yue's shoulder: "I will fight this battle."
An abrupt but loud sound caused the sofa area to become silent for a moment.
Everyone followed the sound, some confused, some angry, and very annoyed that someone was causing trouble.
The Chanel girl not far away frowned and looked at the uninvited guest with disdain, obviously thinking that this guy was pretending.
The companion in the vest next to her also shook his head pretending to be profound, and a profound smile with a strong sense of superiority appeared on his face.
Song Hongyan's heart trembled. She recognized the familiar voice and knew who was coming:
"Ye Fan?"
When Han Nanhua and the others saw this, they all stood up and greeted with warm smiles on their faces:
"Doctor Ye, why are you here?"
Ye Fan smiled gently: "Everyone usually takes good care of me. How can I stand by and watch when something happens to you?"
"Don't worry, everyone, I will fight in the next battle."
He looked at Flash.
Qian Shenghuo and the others waved their hands repeatedly: "No, no, this lightning is too powerful."
Song Hongyan also nodded: "You'd better not get involved in this Jianghu matter."
Ye Fan shook Song Hongyan's hand and said, "This is nothing."
Strong and confident.
The Chanel girl looked very displeased with Ye Fan:
"An unknown boy dares to challenge Jidian. How ignorant is he?"
The cheongsam woman also stared at Ye Fan, a prostitute, with a hint of condescending disdain in her eyes.
"Whoosh——"
At this moment, a figure beat Ye Fan half a beat and jumped onto the blood-stained battle stage.
Dugu Shang.
In his hand he held a found sword.
Not long, about two feet.
Comparing the two of them, whether it is body shape or momentum, they are all very different.
Dugu Shang was too weak, too thin, and too pale.
The eyes of the whole audience were instantly focused, looking at Dugu Shang like a fool.
The Chanel girl screamed: "Flash, kill him, kill this idiot."
She hates people who don't know the heights of heaven and earth.
Or the one who provoked her idol.
Ye Fan shouted: "Dugu Shang, come down."
He couldn't let Dugu Shang take risks.
Dugu Shang didn't obey this time, he just looked at Ji Dian indifferently.
Seeing Dugu Shang about to fight, Ji Dian narrowed his eyes: "Looking for death?"
Dugu Shang raised his right hand.
"Whoosh——"
Ji Dian's face changed drastically, and his body retreated violently.
He just stopped halfway back because a sword was pressed between his eyebrows...
The whole place fell silent for a moment.
