City: I turned out to be a villain

Chapter 80 No. 23 vs White Shark Part [-]

"White Shark! White Shark! White Shark!"

The cheers of the audience once again reached the peak. This white shark is not an ordinary person, even stronger than the black king. However, the record of seven consecutive victories in this fighting arena is maintained. I don't know if this number 23 can hold on.

"Who do you think we should suppress?"

"Are you stupid, the white sharks are playing, and the number 23 is still playing?"

"But didn't he also beat the black king just now!"

"Then look at his state, and still want to beat the white shark who is stronger than the black king? It's just a dream!"

"Then hurry up and crush the white shark!"

Afterwards, the fighting arena had already been set up, and everyone on the field bought the White Shark to win one after another, as if losing on the 23rd was already a matter of time.

"You said whether we want to open a game ourselves, just bet that number 23 can last for a few minutes under the hands of the white shark!"

"Okay! Okay! I bet this number 23 can't go for 10 minutes!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! 10 minutes is too long! I bet 5 minutes!"

"I'm coming too, I'm coming too! Bet for 4 minutes!"

"I bet 8, [-] minute!"

More and more people started to gamble, and even started to bet that they must lose on the 23rd but they can persist for a few minutes.

No one said the minutes they pressed, but without exception, no one bet for more than 15 minutes.

"Did you see? Everyone thinks that you can't beat me, so you should just give up!" White Shark mocked No. 23 with a smile.

"Humph!" No. 23 felt a little regretful, but he had his persistence, so he couldn't be defeated by just one blow: "Whether I will win or not I have to fight to know. My physical strength has recovered about [-]% now!"

"In Huaxia's language, you are just asking for trouble. Maybe you will know when I hit you on the ground!" Bai Sha said with a smile, using his rather poor Huaxia language.

But at the next moment, White Shark's face changed slightly, because someone on the board above had pressed No. 23 to win.

"It seems that I am still trusted by someone!" No. 23 smiled unruly.

This annoyed the white shark a little.

And the one who beat No. 23 to win was Zhang Xingyuan.

Zhang Xingyuan shook his head ridiculously at what those people said before, and chose to bet on the number 23 to win on the side of the fighting arena, and he also bet 100 million!

Since this will be reported on the electronic screen, this move was seen by everyone, and everyone in the audience was shocked for a while, and some people even uttered strange ridicule.

"Is there something wrong with this person's brain? Just like this, number 23 will win. As long as you have eyes, you can see that number 23 will lose!"

"Maybe this person is here to take a gamble! After all, you can see that the odds have reached 1:13 now!"

"Looks like he's another pauper, relying on this to make a lot of money!"

Some people despise this, and the current odds have reached 2:13, which means that the white shark in the prize pool at this time has reached a terrifying statistic.

And Zhang Xingyuan looked on with a nonchalant expression.

"There are still ten seconds to close the disc!" A staff member of the fighting arena said on the radio.

After that, the remaining hesitant people also made up their minds to press down.

"Start closing now, and the game will start in ten seconds!"

The radio rang again.

At this time, the people in the broadcasting room also summed up the final set, and then they were a little puzzled. After all, there were still people who chose to press the 23rd to win.

But after a while, he took this report to the boss's office!
"Boss, this is the big data on this disk!" He handed the report to the desk in the office.

The boss nodded slightly, indicating that this person could leave, and then looked down through the window, just overlooking the entire fighting arena, this is the best viewing platform.

Then he was at the other end of the auditorium and saw Zhang Xingyuan sitting in a position watching, feeling a little puzzled.

And he saw that this person looked familiar, then he stood up and walked downstairs.

When he came to the bottom, he walked to Zhang Xingyuan's side and said softly, "Who do you think will win this game?"

Zhang Xingyuan tilted his head slightly, knowing who was coming, and said slowly: "No. 23!"

"Oh? Would you like to tell me why?" the boss asked with interest.

"No reason, just a kind of intuition, I believe that people who have hope are often more terrifying than many people!" Zhang Xingyuan said with a faint smile.

"Hmm!" The boss looked at No. 23 on the stage after hearing what Zhang Xingyuan said, and nodded thoughtfully.

"The game is on! Beep!"

With the referee's order, the whistle blew.

The atmosphere on the field instantly became tense.

"I advise you to admit defeat! You will be spared the pain of flesh and blood!" White Shark said mockingly.

"I won't lose this game!" No. 23 said with determination in his eyes.

"Then it's my fault!"

Before the words fell, the white shark had already soared into the air, spinning 360 degrees in the air, and then swept towards No. 23's head with a kick.

In a hurry, No. 23 had no choice but to stretch out his hand to block it.

The block was blocked, but the hand of No. 23 was very uncomfortable.

The white shark stepped over, took a step back and asked, "How is it? Does it feel good?"

"It's just careless!" No. 23 rallied and made a Chinese martial arts starting gesture. The lion opened his mouth, even though his hand that was kicked before was shaking constantly.

"Then come on!" White Shark roared, and then flew into the air again, using his signature moves.

But this time, No. 23 was ready. Just when the white shark's foot was about to kick him, he changed his palm into a fist, and hit the white shark's leg hard upwards.

The white shark was a little panicked, and quickly changed its moves, from sweeping legs to chopping down.

No. 23 also knew that the white shark's leg strength was amazing, so he didn't think about a head-on collision, but turned his fist into a palm, grabbed the white shark's leg, and twisted like that.

However, the strength of the white shark's legs is astonishing. No. 23's twist did not achieve a miraculous effect. The white shark quickly retracted its leg, and the other foot was aimed at No. 23's leg.

Faced with this sudden change of move, No. 23 had no choice but to use both hands as a shield to catch the leg.

Then the palms and legs collided, and No. 23 took a few steps back with his back leaning against the iron cage, but at this time his palms had already turned red.On the other hand, the legs of the white shark are fine.

Taking advantage of the situation, the white shark continued to kick towards No. 23.

No. 23 dodged quickly, but luckily avoided the attack of the white shark, but the iron cage behind him protruded.

"Wow! The white shark must win, the white shark must win!"

The audience was also shocked by this, and they all shouted!
"Do you still think that number 23 will win? I think number 23 has dealt with it!"

(End of this chapter)