2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"What do you think about not using superpowers to get close to me?"

The Rhino King looked down at the man who was slowly approaching him. A smile appeared on his fleshy face, and he stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips.

After activating his ability, he is a terrifying 2.38 meters tall, and his overall body shape is wide and thick, almost no different from a city wall. A human male of average height looked as fragile as a child standing next to him.

Yan Muyun didn't make any response, and just slowly stepped into the other party's shadow step by step, with no fear in his eyes under the mask.

"You prankster, watch me crush every bone in your body."

The Rhino King suddenly bent down, and his two thick arms circled left and right at a speed that was inconsistent with his size.

This scene is reminiscent of the Venus flytrap in nature documentaries. The moment the flies and mosquitoes step into the sweet and tempting trap, the cage symbolizing death has quietly closed.

But the Avenger is obviously not a mosquito whose instincts are greater than his intelligence. If he dares to get so close to the opponent, he will naturally be able to deal with it.

Sure enough, the man wearing the blood-red lion mask dodged to one side easily and nimbly, then stepped on the Rhino King's knees, grabbed his shoulders and stood up directly.

"Get down here!" Rhino King was angry, waving his hands in the air one after another.

However, the Avenger just stepped on the opponent's head and shoulders and danced around, and those two big palm-like hands were unable to catch him for a while.

The scene suddenly became comical. It was like a clumsy bear and a nimble monkey in a circus performing together. The latter was responsible for jumping up and down, and the former was responsible for showing a look of helplessness and distress.

Before the laughter could be heard in the throats of the spectators, the Avenger suddenly jumped slightly, his legs staggered back and forth in the air like scissors, and the heel of his right foot kicked the Rhino King's temple with great precision. .

"You..." Rhino King only had time to utter the last word, his eyes rolled white, and he fell to the cold floor.

The alienation on the surface of his body faded visibly to the naked eye, his gray skin returned to normal color, his body shape returned to what it was before playing, and even the bone angles on his forehead shrank instantly and turned back into a bulge.

Rhino King lost consciousness.

In the second round of the wheel battle, the Avengers win.

The battle ended so quickly and the process was so outrageous that most people immediately rubbed their eyes and wondered if what they had just seen was an illusion.

"My reservations for tonight are very full, so hurry up and get the next one."

The Avenger's calm words were conveyed through the loudspeaker outside the glass dome.

"Fuck!!"

Following this Chinese quintessence sentence, the entire underground casino hall and the guest lounge on the second floor erupted into deafening cheers and shouts.

However, those who really saw the doorway fell into silence.

Dodge, upper body, jump down, heel kick, this series of actions of the Avenger seems to come naturally and is not very difficult. In fact, how precise and precise judgment and superb physical coordination are required to achieve this effect?

"Combatting with the Avengers in close combat is tantamount to seeking death."

This is the common understanding reached by all the gladiators in the Peach Blossom Garden tonight after witnessing this scene.

At the top of the center of the arena, an electronic screen suspended in mid-air displayed a number that jumped from "500,000" to "600,000".

As long as you defeat the man wearing a blood-red lion mask standing in the center of the field, an equal amount of money will be transferred to your bank account within 10 seconds.

Even though the Rhinoceros King was knocked unconscious less than three minutes after playing, even though his strength is undisputed among the top 20 in Taohuayuan. But the numbers on the electronic screen in mid-air were like fragrant fish bait. The fish couldn't resist the temptation and lined up to bite the fish without hesitation.

Gradually the number changed from "600,000" to "1,000,000", but the surrounding atmosphere was not as warm as it was at the beginning.

Because these 4 battles, to be honest, are a bit lackluster.

The Avenger basically holds up a silver barrier to push his opponent into a corner, and then knocks him out with one move.

There were no all kinds of superpowers flying in the sky. Whether it was wind, fire, thunder, lightning or invisible telekinesis, the snow melted and the ice disappeared in an instant after touching the silver barrier.

There was no tense and exciting hand-to-hand combat. As long as the man wearing the blood-red lion mask approached, these gladiators who usually relied on supernatural powers to fight would basically go up and down.

The fifth game is over and the sixth game is about to begin.

Just when everyone thought this boring cycle would continue, Yan Muyun, standing in the center of the field, suddenly raised a hand.

"Do you want to end tonight's challenge?" the beautiful host asked cautiously.

She said this in a tone that was both relaxed and tense. She was relaxed because tonight's farce seemed to be finally coming to an end. She was tense because if the other party chose to quit at this time, it would basically be a slap in the face and escape.

"I want to cash in this 500,000 yuan..."

The first half of the Avenger's words caused a commotion in the crowd, because although his subsequent fighting methods were somewhat monotonous, this was a fresh scene after all.

This man is obviously still in a state of ease at this time, and everyone hopes to see where he can go after trying his best.

"...Then use this 500,000 to bet on whether I can win more than 10 games in a row."

The second half of the Avenger's words reunited the crowd that was about to disperse, and cheers and whistles resounded throughout the casino hall again.

The group of casino general managers and regional managers who had discussed the new competition system all had dark faces.

From the moment the Avengers challenged the Peach Blossom Spring, the atmosphere was too lively and the time given to them to discuss was too short. They even forgot to ask the inexperienced young female host to emphasize that "Once the bonus is redeemed, it will be deemed as giving up." Keep fighting” rule.

This was originally a harmless mistake, but who would have thought that the Avenger was a master at playing with words, and he took advantage of this loophole.

This means that he will be able to choose to redeem his bonus immediately every five consecutive wins, which is completely contrary to the idea of ​​​​the casino executives who want him to lose all his efforts and become a lost dog immediately.

The above is not the worst thing. The Avengers bet all the 500,000 they cashed out that they can survive more than ten games. This is the most troublesome step.

With the strength he has shown so far combined with the atmosphere in the casino at this time, it is not difficult to imagine that a large number of top gamblers will follow suit and bet together.

At this time, the odds that the Avengers can last more than 10 games are 1:7, which means that if a new bet of 10 million is put in at this time, as long as he finally does it, the casino will have to pay 70 million to everyone.

The casino manager reacted very quickly, notifying the staff to lower the odds as soon as the Avengers made those remarks. However, the subsequent influx of funds was still enough to cause Peach Blossom Garden to bleed.

Now is no longer the time to think about things like marketing packaging or word-of-mouth about the casino. The Avengers will never and will not be allowed to win 10 games in a row tonight.

...

Yan Muyun stood quietly on the gladiatorial stage, looking at the commotion he had caused around him, with a bright smile under his mask.

Through his five battles just now, Yan Long has seized the opportunity to increase his principal from 200,000 yuan to about 2.4 million yuan.

Now his eldest nephew should have taken the money to the fourth floor of Peach Blossom Garden. He will be able to pay off all the debts with interest immediately and transfer the brains of his parents to a safe place.

If Mu Yun's previous temperament was to be followed, he would probably give it up as soon as he got better, and leave happily with the 500,000 he got.

However, tonight he came with three goals in mind.

The first goal is to redeem the parents' brains, which has been completed.

The second goal is to disrupt the Peach Blossom Spring, which is half accomplished.

And his third goal is to have a fight with the guy named "Weapon Master" to vent his anger on his eldest nephew.

Although the opponent is a powerful C-level genetic warrior, he needs to hide his identity as the internal executioner of Black Umbrella, so he may not be able to fight with all his strength.

As long as you don't push too hard, you can still make the other party suffer some losses if you seize the opportunity.

As for the way to achieve the third goal, it is actually very simple. He only needs to implement the second goal well, and he is not afraid that the other party will not be forced out.

As he was thinking wildly in his mind, Yan Muyun suddenly felt a familiar hostility for no reason.

His head subconsciously tilted to the right, and his eyes behind the mask met a young and unfamiliar face.

Yan Muyun didn't know this guy who exuded obvious hostility towards him, but he was extremely impressed by the other person next to him.

The handsome man in a sapphire blue suit in the distance seemed to feel something, and raised his eyes slightly to look this way.

There was a layer of gauze wrapped around the side of his neck, and there was no color on his handsome face.

Under the blood-red lion mask, Yan Muyun smiled even brighter.