The Best Physiognomist

Jin Sanzhou KTV, in front of the ring in the basement!

As the saying goes: once, twice, but not three times!

The accurate prediction results of the first two games have fully proved Jiang Fengye's superior vision.

Therefore, Rongrong not only put all the remaining 2,000 chips on the short-sleeved player, but also temporarily changed 8,000 chips to continue to follow up.

When she returned to Jiang Fengye with a nervous look, the game on the ring had not really started, but it had ended early.

Because the thin short-sleeved player only threw a punch, he directly beat his opponent to vomit blood and faint, and easily won the game.

One-to-one payout rate, 2,000 plus 8,000 chips!

Not only did she win back all the chips she had just lost, but she also made a small profit of 3,000 chips, which made Rongrong jump up excitedly immediately.

"I won, I won!"

"Rongrong, I need to trouble you with something next." Jiang Fengye asked solemnly after holding down the excited Rongrong.

"Brother, you say."

"It's my turn to go on stage next. Please bet all the 100,000 chips in your name on my victory." Jiang Fengye handed the 100,000 chips just exchanged to Rongrong and said sincerely.

"This...!"

Seeing the 100,000 chips handed over by Jiang Fengye, Rongrong hesitated a little, not knowing whether to agree to his request.

If the result of the game is that Jiang Fengye wins, including the 20,000 chips he intends to bet, the final returned chips will reach 240,000, which will definitely attract Brother Chen's attention.

Then, if he violates the rules of underground black boxing and bets on the players, he will definitely suffer very severe punishment afterwards.

So, after repeated considerations, for the sake of his own life, Rongrong finally decided to reject Jiang Fengye's request.

But at this moment, the phone hanging around her neck suddenly vibrated.

When she saw the number displayed on the screen, it was Yiyi, who was closest to her, so she quickly answered the call away from the ring.

When she heard that Yiyi was forcibly insulted by Brother Chen, the anger in her eyes instantly made her walk quickly to Jiang Fengye, and then she reached out to take the 100,000 chips and nodded in agreement.

"Brother, I promise you."

"Rongrong, after the game, you stay by my side, I will take you out of the karaoke bar safely."

Affected by the spatial range, Rongrong was only a dozen meters away from the ring, which allowed Jiang Fengye, who also had outstanding hearing, to clearly hear the voice coming from the phone.

Thinking of Yiyi, who was loyal to the feminine young man, but was killed by the other party, he could understand Rongrong's anger at this time, and he could also guess that the reason why she was willing to take the risk to bet for him was probably because she wanted to leave the karaoke bar.

Making money for betting for oneself and increasing one's own wealth also formed a certain cause and effect relationship between each other.

Then, I have the obligation to help the other party solve the problem.

So, he reached out and patted Rongrong's shoulders, and Jiang Fengye promised with a firm look.

"Brother, thank you!"

After nodding and thanking, Rongrong turned to the counter and exchanged all the 80,000 yuan she had accumulated for chips.

Then, with the 20,000 chips she had just won and the 100,000 chips given by Jiang Fengye, all were bet on Shui Mufeng.

At the same time, Jiang Fengye walked to the ring without changing his shorts.

In response, a strong man in charge of guarding the ring frowned slightly, but finally did not stop him from lifting the iron net and letting Jiang Fengye enter the ring.

"The player who just stepped onto the ring is called Shui Mufeng. He is a boxing enthusiast and a player who is willing to participate in the life and death ring match."

Just as Jiang Fengye entered the ring, the voice introducing the player's origins immediately rang out in the basement.

"The next contestant to appear, the distinguished guests present probably know him, that is Liu Haizhu, known as the Iron Fist."

Accompanied by a deep and deep introduction voice, a bald and strong man with a height of about 1.85 meters and a burly figure appeared on the ring with a fierce momentum.

At the same time, the audience on the scene suddenly shouted excitedly, and bet all their chips on Liu Haizhu.

After all, whether in terms of height and body shape, or momentum and fame, the thin boy on the ring is not an opponent of the same level as Liu Haizhu.

A game without rules does not need a referee or a timer!

So, just as the introduction voice fell, Liu Haizhu walked towards Jiang Fengye with a grim smile on his face.

Venting the inner depression does not require the opponent's life.

So, facing the heavy punch, Jiang Fengye stretched out his slender right hand and directly grabbed Liu Haizhu's fist.

After feeling the strength of the opponent's punch, Jiang Fengye loosened his clenched fist, and then mobilized 1% of the strength of the steel and iron bones to kick Liu Haizhu directly in the abdomen.

Then, Liu Haizhu flew up into the air like a thrown stone, and then hit the edge of the ring heavily.

"Puff!"

Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted with his head tilted.

The noisy atmosphere at the scene suddenly became silent, and all the audience looking at the ring showed disbelief in their eyes.

If Liu Haizhu had not been kicked nearly three meters high, and if he had not fainted after spitting blood, most of the audience at the scene would have thought that this was a trap, and that the boxing boss was manipulating the players and the game to cheat money.

However, there were also some spectators who liked to take a different approach and placed their bets on Jiang Fengye, and finally got unexpected gains.

Double the 200,000 chips to 400,000!

Thinking that she had easily won a huge sum of 100,000 in just a few seconds, Rongrong was very excited, and when she looked at Jiang Fengye, there was a hint of interest in her eyes.

Just as the audience who lost money on the scene cursed Liu Haizhu as a waste, in a luxurious room about 30 meters away from the ring, Brother Chen, who was in charge of the cashier, the beautiful woman in charge of public relations, a thin young man, and a dignified middle-aged man were concentrating on staring at the dozen TVs in front of them.

And the images displayed on each TV were the scenes of the ring and the surroundings of the ring.

Just as Jiang Fengye kicked Liu Haizhu away with an easy kick, the thin young man showed off with a smile on his face.

"As expected, this guy is really an internal martial arts master who cultivates internal strength."

"Xiao Yu, you did a good job. 20% of the bet in the previous game is your reward."

When the thin young man called Xiao Yu heard the praise and reward from the majestic middle-aged man, he quickly stood up and thanked him.

"Thank you, Brother Biao!"

"Xiao Yu, which player should we send to compete next?" After waving his hand to signal Xiao Yu to sit down without being polite, the middle-aged man asked calmly.

"Xia Zhengang, known as the tank." After thinking for a while, Xiao Yu answered with a slight smile on his face.