"Hahahaha..." This kid won't be so scared that he peed his pants, right? "
"Hey!" Mad Dog! Bite him to death! Bite him to death, I'll give you a hundred thousand! "A group of spectators shouted from above.
Mad Dog opened his mouth wide, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth. If one looked closely, they would discover that his tongue had been cut off, so he could only roar.
His expression became very sinister, and he hooked his finger at Ye Fan, full of disdain.
Ye Fan did not walk over. Instead, he hooked his finger at Mad Dog.
Mad Dog's eyes became especially fierce. With large strides, his body was like a tank as he charged towards Ye Fan!
When he arrived in front of Ye Fan, Mad Dog swung his huge fist and fiercely smashed it towards Ye Fan's head!
Ye Fan's body moved horizontally just in time, dodging the punch.
Mad Dog's fist smashed into the ground, and the plastic arena let out a heavy muffled sound. If this was cement or stone, it would have most likely created a deep pit.
"Such great strength!" As expected of a mad dog! "
"F * ck, this kid is lucky. Otherwise, his head would have bloomed!"
Amidst the shouts of the audience, Ye Fan dodged back and forth a few times, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll on the stage.
As for Mad Dog, he was panting as he chased after Ye Fan with all his might. Every punch was filled with all his strength, vexed as he wanted to beat Ye Fan into mincemeat.
Ye Fan had actually been using his eyes to scan the audience around the stage. He had a feeling that someone was secretly watching him.
This time, when he came to the Flying Cloud Mansion, Shangguan Ling's attitude was really strange. Logically speaking, even if the Shangguan Family didn't want to pay the remaining 40 million, there was no need for them to completely become enemies with the brocade.
Therefore, Ye Fan faintly felt that someone else was playing tricks behind his back, especially his many years of experience, which allowed him to sense that someone was spying on him.
However, the other party didn't seem to be in the audience, so Ye Fan had no choice but to temporarily give up on searching.
Suddenly, Ye Fan stood still on the stage, no longer dodging.
The audience had long since been cursing Ye Fan for being a coward, running around. Now that Ye Fan stopped, they all shouted for Mad Dog to pounce on him.
Mad Dog naturally seized this opportunity. After sealing off the angle, he threw an uppercut at Ye Fan's lower jaw!
At the same time, he kicked forward with his right foot, immediately destroying the center of gravity of the mad dog. His entire tall and sturdy body fell off the stage!
A second later, Mad Dog was lying on the cold concrete floor.
"Hua!! — "
The audience in the stands were stunned because no one expected that Mad Dog would be so easily knocked out of the ring!
Feng Yue Ying, on the other hand, was so excited that she almost cried out. She didn't expect Ye Fan to win so easily. Her pair of watery eyes sparkled as she looked at the man.
Mad Dog also felt baffled. How did he get beaten down?
"You lost, let's go." Ye Fan was not interested in killing a mute who relied on underground boxing for a living. After all, they had no enmity with each other.
Mad Dog got up and looked at Shangguan Ling on the high platform.
Shangguan Ling shouted with a gloomy face, "In the Beast Battle Arena, there are only life and death battles. If you don't die, then go up!"
When Mad Dog heard this, without saying a word, he once again rushed onto the stage and punched Ye Fan.
Ye Fan frowned, without even looking, he turned around and kicked, hitting Mad Dog's chest!
"Bam!"
With a muffled sound, Mad Dog's two-meter-long body once again fell off the stage.
Mad Dog spat out a mouthful of blood. His entire body twitched as he fainted, losing his ability to fight.
Against this kind of big guy who only had brute force and speed, Ye Fan didn't even need to expend any effort.
However, Shangguan Ling's face was extremely gloomy. He was absolutely sure that Ye Fan was not an ancient martial artist, nor was he an inner force expert. But why did such an ordinary looking body have such a strong explosive power and speed!?
The group of spectators were also flabbergasted. The pairs of eyes under the mask stared at Ye Fan, and the mocking laughter had long since stopped.
To them, watching a big guy like Mad Dog fight was already very powerful, but a fierce warrior like Mad Dog was actually sent flying by Ye Fan with a single kick?!
Shangguan Ling slammed the sofa and said angrily, "Trash!"
However, it wasn't that he couldn't afford to lose. It was just 2.8 million, so he didn't care about it.
But at this moment, everyone realized that Ye Fan didn't have any intention of returning to the stage to get the money. Instead, he walked in through the passage that Mad Dog had walked out of.
"What is he doing!?" Shangguan Ling frowned.
"Young Master, he seems to have gone backstage," an assistant said.
"Bullshit!" It's not like I'm blind! "Shangguan Ling said to a bodyguard in a blue shirt behind him," Li Pengfei! Bring someone down to see what that brat is doing! "
Li Pengfei, the head of the bodyguards, had a cold expression on his face. After receiving the order, he immediately gathered his men and planned to bring them down.
But at this time, Ye Fan suddenly walked out from the backstage, and walked back to the stage with a normal expression.
"I'm sorry, I went to the toilet and it's done. Mr. Shangguan, please write the check. We didn't even eat lunch, so we're hungry." Ye Fan said as he picked up a napkin from the side and wiped his hands.
Feng Yue Ying noticed the details and exclaimed, "Ye Fan! Why is there blood on your hands? "Are you hurt?"
The woman quickly grabbed Ye Fan's hand, only to discover that the blood wasn't from Ye Fan, but from the outside.
"Hehe, it's nothing. I accidentally touched it." Ye Fan said.
Right at this moment, a backstage manager with an ashen face ran up, looked at Ye Fan in fear, and reported: "Not good! "Eldest Young Master!"
Shangguan Ling frowned, "Why are you panicking? What's the matter?"
"Just now, this person ran into our backstage and crippled all twenty of our gladiators!" The manager said, trembling with fear.
"How is this possible!?"
"Really... This guy started fighting as soon as he came in. Our gladiators didn't even have time to retaliate before they were beaten to the ground!
"Shangguan Ling's face darkened as he glared at Ye Fan," Surnamed Ye! What do you mean by this!? Is it amazing that you can fight!?
Ye Fan spread out his hands and said, "I was wronged. I wanted to go to the toilet, but I couldn't find it. They still didn't let me out, so I had to put them down."
Shangguan Ling's heart was bleeding. 2.8 million was nothing, but the group of prisoners and black market boxers he bought were all worth millions. If these people died in the arena, they could still earn back their money, but if they were crippled in the backstage, wouldn't that be a complete loss!?
The key was that killing them was even worse. He had to help them recover from their injuries first.
In the long run, his Colosseum business had lost at least tens of millions!
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