The supreme master of the female president

The beast's eyeballs kept widening, and he felt that the life in his body was passing by quickly, and he couldn't believe that he died at the hands of this stinky mouse.

For a moment, the beast was extremely remorseful, if he had known this would happen earlier, he would have maintained his strength, but now it was too late to say anything, so he could only swallow his last breath unwillingly.

Those people under the arena were all stunned. They couldn't believe that the invincible beast, which had won five games in a row, would die so aggrieved.

At the same time, the person who spent a lot of money to buy a beast to win, kept yelling in his heart, he was a dead waste who couldn't even kill a stinky mouse, and was killed by others instead.

At this time, the steward of the underground boxing gym took out the key to open the iron cage, walked in quickly, checked the life of the beast, and after confirming that he was dead, he raised the hand of the Zi countryman and shouted loudly: "Class A!" Killer Mantis, win!"

"A-rank killer?"

Those watching, hearing this code name, couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly felt that the death of the beast was not so shocking, because the mantis is an A-level killer on the dark web.

They never expected that such a short yellow man was actually an A-level killer. No wonder he was able to reverse the situation and deal with the beast decisively.

However, the faces of those who lost money were very ugly, because they had heard this code name when they opened the bet before, but they didn't think of it as the A-level praying mantis on the dark net, and his figure was also very ugly. It was so short, it looked like it was vulnerable in front of the muscular beast, but it turned out to be capsized in the gutter.

In the empty corner of the underground boxing gym, Ryoko Yamamoto put away the shock in his heart, looked at Yang Yitian's handsome side face, and asked very curiously: "You, how did you guess that he would win?"

Yang Yitian smiled faintly, stared at the praying mantis on the ring, and explained: "Although he seems to be injured, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones. This is only due to his physical strength, but his breathing is steady. Facing the attack of the beast, It's normal to win if you dodge with ease and continue to consume in stalemate."

"Wow, your eyes are so vicious, why didn't I see it." Ryoko Yamamoto's beautiful eyes were a little obsessed, as if she saw the beast being killed with her own eyes, not only did she not feel afraid of cruelty, but she also felt unusually exciting.

Suddenly, Ryoko Yamamoto thought of something, smiled wickedly at Yang Yitian and said, "Yang Yitian, let's cooperate."

"Cooperation?" Yang Yitian frowned, not understanding what Ryoko Yamamoto meant.

"Yes, you are so good at analysis. As long as we place a bet, it will definitely make a profit." Ryoko Yamamoto smirked slyly. The odds of the match between the beast and the mantis just now are 1-3, and the bet is at least 1000 million. Triple it.

"Not interested." Yang Yitian frowned. To him, money was just a series of cold numbers, which meant nothing at all.

"Then help me analyze it, I'll place the bet myself, you get half of the winning points, and mine if you lose, how about that?" Ryoko Yamamoto shook Yang Yitian's arm and said with a coquettish face.

Yang Yitian had some headaches, but after seeing Ryoko Yamamoto's tender eyes, he nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, it's just one game."

"Yeah, one round is enough, let's go and see the odds for the next round." Ryoko Yamamoto smiled happily, held Yang Yitian's hand tightly, and came to the place where the bets were placed in the underground boxing gym.

At the opening betting counter, an LED screen was hung, showing the list of the next duel, as well as record analysis and winning percentage.

Yang Yitian glanced at it, and the next match was 10 minutes later, a giant Titan with zero defeat in twelve games, and a man code-named Heipao. The former belonged to a veteran, while the latter seemed to be playing for the first time. like the praying mantis.

"How about it, do you see it, which one do I buy to win?" Ryoko Yamamoto took out a black gold card, waiting for Yang Yitian's suggestion.

However, when those people around saw the black gold card in Ryoko Yamamoto's hand, greedy eyes flashed across their eyes, and they obviously recognized that it was issued exclusively by the Swiss Bank, with a limit of more than one billion US dollars.

Yang Yitian was also slightly stunned, guessing that Ryoko Yamamoto should be very favored, otherwise that old man Yu Yamamoto would not have given her this black gold card.

Noticing the greedy eyes cast from all around, Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in a low voice to Ryoko Yamamoto: "Don't you understand the principle of not revealing your wealth?"

"Aren't you here? I'm not afraid!" Ryoko Yamamoto didn't care, because she believed that Yang Yitian would protect herself.

Several black lines appeared on Yang Yitian's forehead. This is the gathering place of the dark world, where all kinds of people are active. It can be said to be one of the most dangerous places. kill ring.

It can be said that none of the people present at the underground boxing gym is simple and ordinary, and Ryoko Yamamoto dared to reveal his money, which is undoubtedly asking for trouble.

"Wait a little longer, I have to see them before I can make a judgment." Yang Yitian frowned slightly, and stopped mentioning the matter of the black gold card. If someone dares to come to him at that time, it will be dealt with at the worst.

"Then hurry up, the betting will be cut off soon!" Yamamoto Ryoko pouted, unaware that she was being targeted by many people.

A few minutes later, a figure in a black robe appeared in everyone's eyes, sitting on the waiting seat of the ring.

Yang Yitian turned his head to look, narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that he was a handsome young man, his facial features were as if carved by a knife, his eyes were indifferent and cold, and there was a faint aura of self-indignation.

The young man in black seemed to have sensed something, his indifferent eyes looked towards Yang Yitian slowly, and the two of them met each other.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, the hands of the black-robed youth trembled uncontrollably a few times, because he sensed an unprecedented terrifying aura from Yang Yitian's body.

"My name is Song Chen!" For a long time, the young man in black robe said to Yang Yitian in fluent Chinese.

Yang Yitian smiled, did not speak, turned his gaze away, and said lightly: "You can bet now."

"Ah?" Ryoko Yamamoto was startled, took a peek at the young man in black robe, and asked curiously, "Am I going to buy him to win?"

"Yes!" Yang Yitian nodded.

"But." Ryoko Yamamoto was a little hesitant. Although the black-robed youth Song Chen seemed very mysterious, he should be less than 20 years old. Could he beat the giant Titan with zero loss in twelve games?

"It's nothing but, if you believe me, you can play as much as you can." Yang Yitian's tone was very flat, he guessed Song Chen's identity, but he didn't expect that the people from 'Shadow Stream' came to the dark city.