Ghost Eye Merchant Reborn

The place where the black boxing battles is naturally very secretive. It is open underground in a mahjong hall. The choice of this place is excellent. Even if someone comes to arrest people, even if the police come, they will only check the mahjong hall on the surface and find trouble for the mahjong hall.

Who would have thought that the underground of this mahjong hall is actually a place for fighting black boxing. Even if you scan the mahjong hall, you can only make some trouble at most and can reopen the next day without delaying any trouble.

This is a feature here, very different from the mainland.

When Tang Ling and Lei Zi went in, there was a special receptionist. After repeated reviews of Tang Ling and Lei Zi, they confirmed that they were not undercover characters and did not carry machines for secret photography, so they let the two of them in.

As soon as I got to the ground, the bloody sound of the boxing ring came over, with all kinds of sounds inside, including those who roared, cheered, bets and gambling, and those who ate the boxing treasures. In short, all kinds of sounds came one after another.

If the noise here is very loud when the fight is fierce, no wonder the sound insulation measures here are very good. If there is such a loud sound insulation measures, if there is no good sound insulation measures, even if there is a mahjong hall on it, it will easily expose the target.

"Boss, I've been here once, and it's absolutely endorsement of violence and blood."

Lei Zi said loudly in Tang Ling's ear, "The sound is not loud here, and he can't even hear anything the people next to him say."

Lei Zi has actually been to Hong Kong. When the "Nighthawk" was formed, Lei Zi almost ran around the world and had a lot of things to come into contact with. When he came to Hong Kong, he also came to this kind of place for fighting black boxing and saw the passion here.

As long as you are a man with a little bloody nature, as long as you come to this occasion and feel this atmosphere, there is probably no one who doesn’t feel excited. This is a place that has a very influential place. People with great pressure can completely release their pressure when they come here and enjoy the passion of this moment.

Even Tang Ling, when she came here and felt the atmosphere here, she would unconsciously be affected somehow. This is indeed a good place to release pressure.

Tang Ling rubbed her index finger and thumb gently. This was her usual little move when she was thinking about things. Perhaps, she knew that the deputy director would like to have a real-life boxing match.

The pressure of life in Hong Kong is huge, and he is at a high position. He faces various situations every day and is always tempted by various temptations. People are under pressure for a long time. If there is no place to vent, it will bring a heavy burden to the psychology. It seems that this deputy director likes to watch real-life boxing matches in order to release his pressure.

Of course, this is just a guess from Tang Ling. What is the specific one, we will have to wait until Tang Ling meets the deputy director Qu Mingda to find out.

"What are you waiting for if you don't bet? I'm very optimistic about the Thai player in this game. I saw that he punched quickly, fiercely and strongly, and had a strong body. His opponent wouldn't do it at first sight. I guess that if you hit a few more strokes, the opponent would definitely fall down. If you don't place bets, you will have no chance in a while."

"This is not accurate. This Thai player is indeed good, but I came today not for him. I am waiting for the last game. All the money today is used to bet on him."

"The last one? Are you talking about the God of War?"

"That's right, it's the God of War. Who doesn't know that betting on the God of War is a sure profitable deal. The Thai player you mentioned is good, but the final result is not certain, and the God of War is different. Since he started boxing here, have you seen him lose one?"

"The God of War has indeed never lost, but everyone bets that the God of War has won. Even if you win, you don't have much money to get, so how can you get this excitement."

"Don't worry about gambling, anyway, I can guarantee that I will be the winner in the end, that is, I will make a profit, which is better than gambling if I lose."

"That's so boring. If you want to play, you have to play with your heartbeat."

"Tsk, every time you see the God of War appear, you call more than me. When the God of War appears, there is one that is not thrilling and exciting to watch. I can make money, find excitement, and watch such exciting performances, killing several times at once. What's wrong with it?"

"That's right... what you said seems to make sense."

While watching the game, Tang Ling listened to the discussions of people around her. In addition to studying the contestants, the most common thing she talked about was this "God of War". It seems that this "God of War" should be the major selling point of this black boxing stronghold.

It seems that most people here are coming for this "God of War". Moreover, Tang Ling also heard that this "God of War" plays almost every day. From him coming here, there is a game every night and never loses. He can be called a "God of War". This is also the origin of his title.

Tang Ling was a little surprised when she heard this. Generally speaking, even the regular players who fought black boxing did not fight every day. They only played once every few days or once a month. After all, the players are human beings, not machines.

And this "God of War" actually fought every day, which made Tang Ling admire him a little in her heart. No wonder she was called "God of War", which is indeed amazing.

The passionate atmosphere is expressed here vividly, with the sound of the fist hitting people when punching, the bloodshots flowing out of the face due to injuries, and the sweat flowing on the strong body, which always tempts people's eyes.

The cheers and roars below were deafening.

"Boss, I looked around and didn't seem to see Qu Mingda. It seems that I'm in vain today."

Although Lei Zi felt his blood boiling when he saw the boxing match, he did not forget the purpose of coming here. He watched in the crowd for a long time but did not see Qu Mingda.

When Tang Ling came in, of course, she also looked at this place and couldn't find Naqu Mingda. She should have left, but was it heard those people talking about the "God of War"? She was a little curious and wanted to see the strength of this "God of War".

I heard those people say that today the person who was going to fight against the "God of War" was a black man from M country. This man had never come to Hong Kong to fight before, but he was in Europe and the United States and could be said to be the underground boss of Black Fist. He has never lost since he went out to fight. This time, he came here because he heard that a "God of War" appeared in the underground black Fist in Hong Kong and came here to challenge it.

In other words, tonight's game was absolutely exciting. Many people were looking forward to the last game, and they were all excited.

For some reason, Tang Ling had a strange feeling. She always felt that if Qu Mingda knew about the game at this level, she would not have missed it. After all, this was a match between a strong duel, and even Tang Ling wanted to stay and see how the result was. If Qu Mingda really likes Black Fist, this game would not have been missed.

Tang Ling's feelings have always been very accurate. She has a feeling that maybe she can really see the deputy director Qu Mingda tonight.

"Wait a little longer, the last game is not yet reached. Let's talk about it when the last game is over."

Tang Ling spoke to Lei Zi. Lei Zi was very excited after hearing this. The boss said that he would wait until the last game was over, which means that he would see the international war tonight.

"Boss, you're so wise!"

Lei Zi sincerely exclaimed, but what he admired was that Tang Ling decided to stay and watch the last show.

During this period, Lei Zi was also infected and bet a few bets, but they all had wins and losses. Lei Zi didn't care. Although the industry belongs to Tang Ling, Tang Ling never treats them with harsh treatment. He basically doesn't know how much of his current assets are. Betting is just for fun and atmosphere, so he doesn't care much about whether he loses or wins.

Lei Zi was quite happy to win, but he didn't care at all if he lost. He just sighed that there was something wrong with his eyesight.

At the same time, I would also sigh that Tang Ling's eyesight is so accurate. Every time Tang Ling can accurately tell who will win, and even know that the next second of the game will end.

Lei Zi discovered that he had been promoted to the boss by another level. He thought that the boss could go and bet, and he would definitely win every bet.

In fact, Lei Zi didn't know that if Tang Ling wanted to bet, she would basically not lose. However, Tang Ling was not willing to make money in this way. This kind of money was made quickly, and she used her superpowers. She would rather use her own strength to make money, which would be more fun.

When the penultimate game was over, Tang Ling glanced at her watch and it was already midnight. She seemed to feel something. Tang Ling turned around and looked at the entrance. Sure enough, a figure came in. Tang Ling narrowed her eyes and curled her lips gently.

The big fish tonight has finally arrived.

"Huh? Boss, what are you looking at?"

Lei Zi was about to talk to Tang Ling, but found that Tang Ling turned around and looked at the direction of the entrance. He also looked at Tang Ling's gaze and saw a man. Lei Zi carefully identified it for a long time before he suddenly realized.

"Boss, isn't that Qu Mingda? He came so late and was dressed up like that. I guess he was afraid that others would recognize him?"

Qu Mingda has redecorated her face now. Her original bald head is now wearing a wig and big glasses, covering half of her face, making people unable to see her appearance clearly.

Tang Ling curled her lips gently. Qu Mingda was indeed rigorous enough. Even if she came to such a place, she would only come after being fully armed.

However, the more he did this, the more beneficial it would be to Tang Ling. If he had taboos, it would naturally become his weakness.

Tang Ling withdrew her gaze and was not in a hurry to find Qu Mingda. She looked at Lei Zi and said, "No need to watch it. He can't run away tonight. Let's watch the game first."

As soon as Tang Ling finished speaking, a host came on the court, "Brothers, I don't know if you are happy to watch the boxing match tonight?"

"Cool!"

Below were people shouting, and they were very happy.

"It's so good? Then, will you be happy to death?"

The host specifically emphasized the word "smooth". Although it is a black boxing here, there are also many treasures who provide it. After watching such a pleasant game, the blood in his body will naturally be boiling. Then hug these treasures and go out to have fun, and vent the excitement that has not yet been radiated in the xiati. That feeling is so exciting!

"Next, our last game today. I believe everyone knows that today's game is really amazing. You will definitely be able to fuck two more girls in the future!"

Most of the people here are men, and they are very open and say vulgar. The host says something dirty, but they are more interested, as if they resonate with them.

"Okay, since everyone is so interested, our last game today will start soon. In the last game, we invited a European and American athlete, Orell, who has fought all over the European and American underground black boxing. Today he came to us to challenge our underground boxing champion, God of War!"

The host briefly introduced the black man Orell, and the people below began to make excitement.

"good!"

"Do it, go to death!"

"Start quickly!"

"Okay, we'll invite Oreal to the court now!"

The host didn't sway everyone's appetite. Everyone was in high spirits at this moment, so they naturally had to strike while the iron was hot, and it would be better to set off a climax.

Tang Ling looked at the black man Orell, with a strong body, and a fat shorts on his lower body. He was tall and mighty, with a fierce look on his face, and there were many scars on his body. They should have been left behind before, and each one was a testimony to his current achievements.

As soon as he got on the field, the black man Orell roared and slapped his chest a few times. The muscles on his arms were tightly tense, and a wild smell suddenly emanated.

Sure enough, with such an appearance, the people in the audience went crazy and shouted at Oliver, "There was no choice. His figure and his performance after taking the stage both touched everyone's hearts."

This Orell is different from the players they watched before. Just by looking at the momentum and face, you already know that it is definitely not a good person to mess with. You can tell at first glance that he has experienced many battles. In addition, he has fought all over Europe and the United States without any rivals. Many people are thinking about it, wondering if the God of War can continue his myth this time.

"Boss, how do you think of this Orell? Will you win?"

After Lei Zi knew that Tang Ling was very accurate, he began to consult Tang Ling's opinions. This was the last and the most intense one. Lei Zi wanted to bet again. The previous bets were all small fights. When people saw this, they knew that it was definitely a fierce battle, so he naturally had to gamble again.

"Fighting, especially this kind of black fist, depends not only on a strong body and muscles, but more importantly, it is to use your brain, but I don't know if Oriel has that thing."

Tang Ling spoke lightly. Lei Zi listened to Tang Ling's words and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what the boss meant. Is this saying, can Oriel win or can't win?

Looking at Lei Zi's confused eyes, Tang Ling shrugged and then smiled, "I really can't appreciate that kind of player. After I got on the court, I hit my chest hard. In my opinion, what he was wasted is not the place. Before his opponent came up, he beat him up first. It's not smart enough."

puff!

After hearing Tang Ling's opinion, Lei Zi couldn't help feeling stuffy. How many people were excited about Orell's opening. As soon as the boss opened his mouth, he regarded Orell's approach as an idiot. His ideas were indeed unique and unique.

But when I think back on what the boss said, it seems to make sense.

Let’s wait and see that “God of War”. I don’t know what the “God of War” that has been rumored to be magical is like.

When Lei Zi turned to the stage, Tang Ling glanced at Qu Mingda, who was not obvious at all in the crowd. In Qu Mingda's eyes, she could indeed see a light flashing in Qu Mingda's eyes.

It seems that Qu Mingda does like boxing very much, but judging from the time he came, he should only be interested in that kind of high-level boxing match, otherwise he would not be able to watch the last game by tying time.

"Okay, next, our God of War will appear! Brothers, what are you waiting for? What are you cheering and your shouting? Your God of War has come out. Tonight's game will be the most intense game ever. What are you waiting for? Go and place your bet! Next, welcome our God of War!"

"God of War! God of War! God of War! God of War!"

"God of War! God of War! God of War! God of War!"

"God of War! God of War! God of War! God of War!"

This was definitely spontaneous. A group of people were shouting the name "God of War" there. The momentum seemed to have seen a hero of humanity. Even Orell, when he heard the shouts of these people, looked much ugly. His originally dark face was now even darker, but everyone could not see it.

From the corner, people automatically made a way. They were of medium size, about 1.8 meters tall, neither fat nor thin. They were wearing trousers, clothes on their upper body, and the hood on the clothes was on their head, covering half of their face. The lights were a little dim, so they could not see the person's face.

The moment the "God of War" came out, everyone became quiet. Watching the "God of War" step by step towards the battle stage, walking downstairs, turning over, without supporting anything, jumped directly to the stage and stood there!

"Okay! Our God of War is still so cool, and the way we play is still so cool! Our last game today officially begins now!"

As soon as the host announced, many people immediately went to bet. This was the last and most intense game today. It seems that it is not easy to estimate who will win by Orell, who is invincible in Europe and the United States, and who is a "God of War" in the underground boxing ring in Hong Kong.

"This God of War is special enough. It's the first time I've seen him."

Lei Zi chuckled. Generally speaking, in this kind of boxing competition, no one is wearing only a pair of shorts and playing shirtlessly. As a result, this "God of War" covered himself so tightly. Those who don't know would think he was a woman.

When the "God of War" lifted the hat on his head and showed his face, Tang Ling was slightly stunned. How could he appear here?

he?

That guy slept during the day every day. After a long time of work, he spent here every night. He was really amazing. He was called "Sleeping God" at school, and here he was called "War God"!

This person is nothing else, it is the "Sleeping God" sitting in the back seat of Tang Ling who had conflicts with her on the first day of her arrival!

Although Tang Ling knew that his skills should be very good when she fought with him that day, she did not expect that he was actually the "God of War" here. If he chose to continue to stalemate with her that day, it would be a fierce battle, and she didn't know what the final result would be.

But what Tang Ling didn't understand was why he appeared here and became the "God of War" here since he was studying at the Royal Academy?

For money?

According to what Tang Ling heard, this "God of War" has been here for more than a year and has to fight one every day, and his appearance price is absolutely not low. He plays every day. After more than a year, he is also considered a rich man.

Don’t every student at Royal Academy has a very awesome backstage? Except for her who came in through the back door, it seems that there is no one who came in through the back door.

But if this "God of War" has a good identity, how could he be a thug here? Tang Ling is a little confused. No wonder many people in the school say that besides Tang Ling, the identity of this "God of Sleeping" is the most mysterious.

"Boss, Boss, have you heard me?"

Lei Zi talked there for a long time, but saw that Tang Ling didn't seem to be careful, so he called Tang Ling a few times.

Tang Ling recovered and looked at Lei Zi, "What?"

Lei Zi observed Tang Ling in confusion and asked, "Boss, what are you thinking? I mean, who will win this game? I think that God of War seems a bit weak, but looking at him like a brainy person, maybe he can really win."

Tang Ling looked at the two people confronting each other on the field. The two had already fought together, but Tang Ling had just thought about things, so she didn't notice it.

"God of War, he has a higher chance of winning."

Tang Ling just observed the routines of the two people and could guess that in this game, although Orell is big in physique and strong, if he is smart, he will lose to the "God of War". It's just a few fights. On the surface, it seems that the "God of War" is hiding from Orell, but in fact, Orell has suffered a few losses several times, but he wants to fight back, but he can't beat the "God of War" and his mood is a little confused.

In games like this, you pay great attention to your mentality, you cannot be impatient or irritable. The most important thing is to be stable enough, especially the duel at the strength level, which is very important.

Moreover, although the "God of War" does not seem to attack Orell head-on, every punch and every kick he makes is very accurate, typical of being quick, ruthless and accurate, and every stroke is direct to the key point. Then Orell is just holding on. If Orell has not found a way to deal with "God of War", the game may be over.

After all, he had to punch but couldn't hit someone, and he was beaten by others. If he was exhausted like this, no matter how good his body was, it would be useless. Sooner or later, his strength would be exhausted. At that time, Orell would probably be attacked by the "God of War".

Orell seemed to realize that if he continued like this, the situation might not be good, so he began to pay attention not to attack but to defend.

Tang Ling's eyes lit up. It seemed that Oriel was not too stupid. After all, she was a person who had been polished after so many games and quickly found a way to deal with it.

As long as Orell pays attention to defense, he can find appropriate opportunities to counterattack when the "God of War" attacks. Otherwise, he will not defend, only attack, and he will be done sooner or later.

"Beat him, beat him!"

"Come on Olier, I have bought you. You should give it to me, don't just guard the defense!"

"God of War, beat that foreigner, beat him up and let him see how powerful you are."

"It's indeed a showdown between powerful players. It's so exciting and cool!"

The court was fierce, and the offense seemed even more intense. Those who supported the two almost fought off the stage, which was very lively.

Tang Ling looked at the stage. At this moment, the "God of War" had already started attacking and actually started to show off with Oreal head-on. When the people below saw it, they immediately cheered. The real guns and ammunitions face to face are the most intense, and they have to watch that violent and bloody scene.

Tang Ling withdrew her gaze and slowly walked to the place where she bet. Don’t think that Tang Ling was going to bet. The reason why Tang Ling went there was only because Qu Mingda was there too.

Tang Ling, a little girl, stood beside Qu Mingda. Qu Mingda just glanced at Tang Ling and didn't take it seriously. She thought that Tang Ling was the treasure that came out to "sell" here. Everyone knows the treasures here. Basically, those treasures appear in the Black Fist venue.

At this moment, Qu Mingda looked at the situation on the stage and the situation on the betting side, hesitating to buy which one to buy.

"Buy the God of War."

Just when Qu Mingda was hesitating, Tang Ling spoke.

Qu Mingda looked at Tang Ling for no reason, but ignored Tang Ling, thinking that Tang Ling was just a treasure here, in order to find Enke for herself.

"I don't want service, you can find someone else."

Qu Mingda's voice was very cold. Unexpectedly, when he was watching the boxing match, he was quite calm. He was not shouting and screaming like those men.

But when he heard what Qu Mingda said, Tang Ling's face suddenly turned dark, and a smile that was covered in her eyes was coldly raised on her lips.

"You like gambling very much? Why don't we bet on a game? I said, God of War will win."

Tang Ling raised her eyebrows and looked at Qu Mingda. Although Qu Mingda seemed very serious, Tang Ling could see that he was very interested in this bet and naturally liked boxing matches.

The reason why Tang Ling said this was not to really bet with him, but to attract Qu Mingda's attention.

Sure enough, when Qu Mingda heard Tang Ling's words, he turned around and looked at Tang Ling. The moment he saw Tang Ling, Qu Mingda was slightly stunned. Looking at the girl's outfit, she was not the treasure here at all. The treasures here were all wearing very little, and they just came out just after wearing it. However, Tang Ling was dressed normally, and she was very young and looked not very old.

At this time, Qu Mingda seemed to realize that he had just misunderstood and regarded Tang Ling as a treasure. When he remembered what he said just now, he was a little embarrassed. After all, he was so old that it was really inappropriate to say such things to a little girl.

"How do you...you know?"

Qu Mingda naturally would not apologize to Tang Ling, so she had to change the topic. Thinking of what Tang Ling had just said, she had to climb up the pole.

Tang Ling curled her lips, "Gambling boxing, either losing or winning, each accounting for 50% of the chance. Naturally, I bet whoever I want to bet. I think the God of War will win, but unfortunately you don't believe it, so I will naturally bet with you!"

Qu Mingda looked at Tang Ling carefully and seemed to understand that the little girl in front of him should also be a gambling boxer enthusiast. The people who gambling box here are all very stubborn. He didn't believe Tang Ling's words just now, which means that he and Tang Ling are on the opposite side. The people who gambling boxer are all very tempered. The little girl in front of him seems to have attacked him.

This situation is very common here. Sometimes, two supporters may start fighting because of a disagreement. He has seen a lot of them. This means that there is a little girl in front of him. If it were a big man, he would have fought with him long ago.

Qu Mingda looked in the stands. At this moment, Orell seemed to have the upper hand and there was a tendency to be more and more fierce.

Somehow, he seemed to have suddenly had the idea of ​​betting on the little girl in front of him. Although this "God of War" is very powerful, he also checked a lot of Orell's information. That guy was very difficult to deal with. In his opinion, the situation today was half and half.

But this girl would win if she bet on "God of War", so she would gamble Oreal. Sometimes, this kind of private bet between the two is more exciting. In fact, on weekdays, he would not gamble with others privately, but today, for some reason, she had the urge to gamble with this little girl.

This girl is right, if you want to gamble, just gamble!

"Okay, I'll bet with you. This is my bet. How much can you pay?"

Qu Mingda took out a sum of money very proudly. Tang Ling took a look at it and found that it was only about 50,000 or 60,000 yuan.

When Tang Ling saw this, she curled her lips and looked a little disgusted, "Tsk, I thought you were gambled so much. It's just that little money, and I'm so embarrassed to bet, it's boring!"

Qu Mingda was stunned. He took out 60,000 yuan, but this girl actually said that it was too little. Although 60,000 yuan is not much, it is definitely not the bottom. You know, there are still many people who just bet a few thousand yuan.

"Then how much do you want to bet?"

Qu Mingda didn’t know what was going on today. It might be affected by the game, so it was impulsive after all.

Tang Ling looked at Qu Mingda and said, "If you want to bet, then you can gamble more. If you pay ten, how about it?"

It is easy to understand what Tang Ling said about paying 10, which means that each of them bets 60,000, but if they lose, they will have to pay 10, which means that the person who lost will have to pay 600,000 to the other party.

When Qu Mingda heard this, he was stunned. Six hundred thousand?

Although he is a high-ranking official, he has always been a self-protectionist and has never received a gray income. With that little salary alone, even if he adds the money he has won in gambling over the past few years, it may not be enough for 600,000.

"What? Are you afraid? Don't dare to gamble? Humph, it's really a waste of food."

Tang Ling looked at Qu Mingda with disgust, as if it was so shameful that he had no money.

"Okay, just bet. Who said I will definitely lose? If you lose, don't bet."

Qu Mingda had not realized that she had never been normal today. It seemed that after meeting this little girl and talking to her, her head was unclear.

The moment Qu Mingda agreed, Tang Ling smiled brightly, almost shaking Qu Mingda's eyes, but her mind seemed to be unable to turn, and she bet with Tang Ling.

In a place where Qu Mingda could not see, in the space inside Tang Ling, a blood-red flute was floating in the air. No one was blowing it, and the flute was ringing by itself. If someone saw it, he would definitely think it was haunted.

This flute is nothing else, it is the soul-controlling flute that Tang Ling conquered. It controls people's souls and hearts. This is the most powerful thing about the soul-controlling flute.

Because of the intrigue of Qu Mingda by her, Tang Ling used some tricks. Originally, Qu Mingda was not so physically and mentally prepared. After misunderstanding Tang Ling, his mood would naturally fluctuate. At this time, it is the best time to start the soul control flute.

Of course, Tang Ling would not take out the Soul Control Flute and play it on her own. After the Soul Control Flute and Tang Ling contracted, she would naturally obey Tang Ling's instructions. Even if the sound of the flute sounded in the space, it would completely affect Qu Mingda's mood.

The reason why Qu Mingda has been out of shape today is not that Tang Ling's aggressive method works, nor that Qu Mingda is not cautious enough today, but that he has been plotted by Tang Ling long ago. Even if he is prepared, he is still unprepared.

Although Lei Zi was concentrating on watching the game, he naturally knew it when Tang Ling left. Later, he kept paying attention to Tang Ling and Qu Mingda. When he saw the smile on the boss's face that had successfully planned, he knew that Qu Mingda had been taken down by the boss.

Since that's the case, he has nothing to worry about and can watch the game with peace of mind.

Not to mention, this game was really intense and very exciting. After playing for several rounds, no winner was decided.

Black Fist, what depends on ending? Give up the loss, or one side is completely defeated by the other side and can never get up again.

Why is black boxing more exciting? It is because of this rule. Another point is that there is no limit on how to fight. Even if you beat the opponent to death, it is common. Before these people go on the court, they have signed a life-and-death case, regardless of life or death, only the outcome.

Orell and "God of War" have played for several rounds, and both of them have consumed a lot of energy. This is an intermission break, so they can let them take a break and drink some water.

Of course, the most important thing is that the host will persuade everyone to place bets as soon as possible at this time, because the longer the game is, the closer it is to the end. If you don’t place bets, you will be finished in a while.

I don’t know if the location of Tang Ling’s standing was too conspicuous, or if Tang Ling herself was very conspicuous, she sat down and rested there, took a few casual glances, and then stopped on Tang Ling.

When he saw Tang Ling, he stood up and looked straight at Tang Ling, as if he thought he had read it wrong, and he looked at him without blinking. It was not until Tang Ling waved his hand at him that he was sure that the person was really Tang Ling!

Everyone looked at every move on the stage. When they saw the "God of War" suddenly standing up, everyone was curious, what's wrong with the "God of War"?

Only Tang Ling knew that the reason he was like this was because he saw her who should not appear here.

Tang Ling gestured at the "God of War", and what she wanted to make a general statement was that she had made a bet on him and let him do it.

I don’t know if the “God of War” understands Tang Ling’s meaning. Anyway, after seeing Tang Ling gesturing, his face was so heavy.

But Tang Ling smiled and took care of Na Qu Mingda in a while. Even though she was not in vain today, since she read the confidential documents, Tang Ling was eager to become stronger.

The host encouraged him on the stage, and many people went to bet one after another, and then the game continued.

Tang Ling clearly felt that when the "God of War" came out this time, she first looked at Tang Ling deeply, and didn't know what she was thinking. When she looked at Oreal again, it seemed that her aura had changed. Oreal was shocked. Just now, this "God of War" did not have such a strong aura, so why did she rest for a while? It was like a different person?

It shouldn't be that they have fought so many games. Logically speaking, the physical energy consumption of this "God of War" should be similar to that of him, but now it seems that he has more momentum than before.

What's going on?

Unable tolerate Olildo's thoughts, the game began. As soon as the start of this side was announced, the "God of War" rushed towards Olild. The speed was so fast that it was dazzling. Without seeing clearly what was going on, the "God of War"'s fist had already hit Olild's cheekbones.

Suddenly, Orell felt a pain on his face, and his whole body was punched away by the "God of War"!

With a bang, it was the sound of his body falling to the ground. Orell was originally large, and with a loud bang, it immediately aroused the roars of everyone below the audience.

Orell was just stunned for a moment, then quickly adjusted his mindset, turned around a little clumsyly, and stood up.

One punch and one kick, then attacked, and Orell responded in a hurry, but the "God of War" seemed to have no idea of ​​fatigue at all, and attacked Orell's weakness.

In fact, after these games, he had already figured out everything about Oreal, including Oreal's habits, his offense, and his flaws.

Orell's flaw is behind him. Because he is tall and hard, he cannot protect himself at all. The "God of War" itself is flexible enough, punching fast enough, and has heavy force, attacking Orell one punch after another.

Faced with the "God of War"'s strong attack, Orell suddenly felt difficult. Although he was holding on, he knew that if he continued like this, he could not hold on at all. When he wanted to fight back, "God of War" flashed, grabbed Orell's neck with both hands, and exerted force.

Crack!

Bang!

Then there was silence!

"He...his... his neck is broken!"

"**! Dead!"

"This is too clean and neat. Just a little bit, I actually died!"

"So excited, too bloody, too violent, I like it so much!"

"God of War! God of War! God of War!"

The voice of the whole audience shouting at the God of War never stopped. Tang Ling was indeed stunned when she saw the scene where the "God of War" twisted Orell's neck, but she was not scared. It is common for people to die in a competition.