C1163 Don't Forget My Bet
The other party did not expect Zhou Yi to bet on him to win, and on such a huge amount.
He turned his head towards Zhou Yi and nodded very politely with a smile.
Zhou Yi didn't say anything and just smiled back.
The woman sitting beside the man saw Zhou Yi also donate 5 million for him, she also took out a card from her bag and handed it to Waiter: "Thank you, I want to bet 2 million for him."
Waiter picked up the cards of the three people, then turned around and left.
He didn't expect that such a competition would cost eight million.
The man in the white suit walked to the front of the ring and looked around.
He didn't jump up onto the arena like the other masters, but awkwardly climbed up instead.
Sure enough, when everyone saw this action, they all revealed a look of disdain, and then one by one, they bet all their money on that thin, tall man.
After all, they had seen the thin, tall man display his abilities, but they hadn't seen what the man in the white suit was like.
Furthermore, the man in the white suit looked like a weak scholar from his appearance. He was not a match for the tall and thin man who was bursting with energy.
In just a few minutes, the white suit man's odds were getting higher and higher. If it was based purely on Zhou Yi's bet, then if the white suit man won this battle, Zhou Yi would earn 50 million.
After Zhou Yi heard this news, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. It seemed that this was a very good way to earn money. He could really think about it; this way, Mo Qingcheng wouldn't have to work so hard to earn money.
However, he also knew that Mo Qingcheng definitely wouldn't let him do such a thing.
Zhou Yi bet too much, which successfully attracted the attention of the bald and short-haired male.
"What is his background? "Why did that guy win and spend so much money?" The bald man rubbed his bald head, puzzled.
The short-haired man turned around and glanced at Zhou Yi. In his memory, there was no such person.
Therefore, he shook his head and said, "I don't know this person, but we can go investigate later. Maybe he has some sort of relationship with him."
"Of course, we have to get rid of the roots when cutting the grass. If he has a close relationship with the other party, I don't mind getting rid of him together."
"Good!" I'll send someone to do it in a little while. " The bald man replied.
Just then, the white suited man who had already climbed up the stage lifted his head to look at the tall and thin man opposite him. He asked with a dark expression, "Just who ordered you to do this?" "Why do you have a grudge against me?"
"It's just that I don't like you and it has nothing to do with others." It was the take-out guy. He was at least half a head taller than the man in the white suit. He looked down at the man in the white suit with disdain.
The man in the white suit was not a child, so he was not angered by his words. He asked, "What qualifications do you have to be here if you were kicked out of the army for a disciplinary offense?"
The other party did not expect the man in the white suit to be able to guess his background. His eyes immediately darkened.
However, he had the same thought in his mind, and that was to make the other party shut up forever!
He had to think of a way to "accidentally" eliminate the other party in this ring.
Of course, the man in the white suit was not stupid. He could see a flash of killing intent in the man's eyes.
He smiled and said, "Do you know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are." The tall and skinny guy didn't even think and directly blurted out.
The man in the white suit shook his head and smiled, then said, "Since that's the case, I'll tell you after I beat you!"
Before he finished speaking, the man in the white suit had already rushed out.1
The tall, thin man claimed to be a master fighter. Many times, he was the only one who could hit others, but no one could hit him.
Moreover, he had the advantage of standing on his arm longer than others. Most of the time, he had the absolute advantage when he punched.
However, the man's reaction today was definitely beyond his imagination.
His opponent's speed was simply too fast. Before he could even see his opponent's movements, his fist had already arrived in front of him.
Of course, this was all because he did not know the background of the man in the white suit, much less what kind of training he usually had.
Just as the tall, thin man was about to use his fist to hit the man in the white suit, a crisp sound came from his nose, followed by blood spurting out from it.
The tall and thin man only felt his vision go black before his body uncontrollably fell backwards.
No matter what, he had never thought that before his fist could land on his opponent, he would already be defeated by him.
What was even more terrifying was that the man in the white suit didn't let him fall so easily. Instead, the moment he fell, he grabbed his shoulder with both hands and kicked fiercely at his belly.
All of a sudden, the tall and thin man felt as if his stomach had turned upside down, and all his internal organs had been messed up. Huge pain washed away his brain, and his body seemed to have become numb.
"How is it? Can't stand it any longer? I haven't finished yet. " As soon as he said that, the man in the white suit actually put strength into his hands. One hand grabbed his chest, the other grabbed his waist, and his tall body was lifted straight up into the air.
"Oh!"
At the sight of this, screams, whistles, and cheers broke out from the audience.
They never thought that this seemingly weak youth would actually have such explosive strength. They didn't even feel where the muscles on this youth's body were.
He was extremely thin and weak.
Just when everyone thought that the man in the white suit would directly throw him into the ring, the man in the white suit directly threw the skinny man into the air.
Then, the man in the white suit followed suit. With a beautiful roundhouse kick, he kicked the tall man in the back.
Then the tall and thin man was directly kicked off the stage like a rag doll.
Because there were no obstructions outside the arena, the lanky man's body flew out and flew nearly seven to eight meters backwards before crashing heavily onto a row of sofas.
He then spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura also became sluggish.
"I forgot to tell you who I am. I hope it's not too late. My surname is Si, and my name is' Dream '."
"What?" After hearing this name, he widened his eyes in shock: "You said, you said, you're Si Meng?"
"What is it? Now you know who I am? " Si Meng smiled.
"You … "Pfft!" Before the lanky man could finish his sentence, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
However, Si Meng smiled and turned his head to look at Waiter at the side. He then said, "Don't forget to exchange my wager to me!"
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