My Cold And Beautiful Wife Chapter 141

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"Hahahaha..." This kid can't be scared to the point of wetting his pants, right! "

"Hey!" Mad dog! Kill him! I'll give you one hundred thousand for biting to death! " A group of spectators shouted from above.

The mad dog opened its mouth wide, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth. If one looked carefully, they would see that its tongue had already been cut off, so it would only let out a "Roar Roar" sound.

His expression became very sinister, and he crooked his finger at Ye Fan, full of disdain.

Ye Fan didn't walk over, and instead crooked his finger at the mad dog.

The mad dog's eyes became exceptionally fierce, it took big steps, its body was like a tank, charging towards Ye Fan!

When he arrived in front of Ye Fan, the mad dog raised its huge fist and ruthlessly smashed it on Ye Fan's skull!

Ye Fan's body perfectly moved to the side, dodging the punch.

Mad Dog's fist landed on the ground. The plastic arena began to emit a dull thud. If this was cement or stone, then it was likely that a deep crater had been formed from the impact of the punch.

"Such great strength!" "As expected of a mad dog!"

"d.a.m.n, this kid is so lucky, otherwise his head would have blossomed!"

Under the shouts of the audience, Ye Fan dodged a few calls, and then slowly walked on the stage.

As for the mad dog, it was wheezing as it chased after Ye Fan. Each of its fists was fighting with all its might to beat up Ye Fan, venting its frustration and wanting to turn him into minced meat.

Ye Fan was actually using his eyes to scan the audience stands around the stage. He had a feeling that someone was secretly watching him.

This visit to the Flying Cloud Mansion was very strange for Shangguan Ling. According to the law, even if the Shangguan Family didn't want to give him the 40 million, they didn't need to become enemies with the embroidery department.

So, Ye Fan faintly felt that there was someone behind all this, especially his many years of experience, which made him feel that someone was spying on him.

However, the other party didn't seem to be in the audience, so Ye Fan could only temporarily give up on searching.

Suddenly, Ye Fan stood still on the stage, no longer dodging.

The audience had long been cursing and swearing non-stop. They were all running around and looking down on Ye Fan for being a coward. Now that Ye Fan had stopped, they all shouted for the mad dog to pounce on him.

Naturally, the mad dog also seized this opportunity. After sealing this angle, it used its hook to directly punch Ye Fan's lower jaw!

Ye Fan simply reached out his hand to block, catching the fist. At the same time, his right foot kicked forward, immediately destroying the Mad Dog's center of gravity, and his whole burly body fell off the stage!

A second later, the mad dog was lying on the cold concrete floor.

"Hua!"

The audience was stunned, because they never expected that the mad dog would be so easily thrown out of the arena!

Feng Yueying was so excited that she almost cried out. She did not expect Ye Fan to win so easily. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the man.

The mad dog was confused as well. How did he get knocked down?

"You've lost. Let's go." Ye Fan was also not interested. After all, they had no enmity with each other, as they killed a mute who lived off his fist.

The mad dog crawled up and looked at Shangguan Ling standing on the stage.

Shangguan Ling shouted with a gloomy face, "In the Beast Fighting Arena, there is only a matter of life and death, if not death, then go up!"

Hearing this, the mad dog immediately rushed up to the stage again and threw a random punch towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan frowned. Without even looking at the scene, he turned around and kicked the dog right in the chest!

"Bam!"

With a dull thud, the mad dog's over two meter tall body fell back down the arena.

The mad dog spat out a mouthful of blood. Its entire body twitched as it fainted. It had lost the ability to fight.

Against this kind of big guy who only had brute force and speed, Ye Fan was effortless.

Shangguan Ling, on the other hand, had an extremely gloomy look on his face. He was absolutely sure that Ye Fan wasn't some ancient martial artist nor an inner force expert, but how could such a seemingly ordinary body have such a strong explosive strength and speed!?

The audience was also flabbergasted. The pairs of eyes under the mask stared at Ye Fan, and the mocking laughter had long since stopped.

To them, seeing a strong man like the mad dog fight, they already felt that it was very powerful. But a warrior like the mad dog was actually sent flying by a single kick from Ye Fan?!

Shangguan Ling slapped the sofa forcefully and shouted angrily, "Tras.h.!.+"

However, it wasn't that he couldn't afford to lose, it was just two million and eight hundred thousand.

But at this time, everyone discovered that Ye Fan did not have the intention to return to the high platform to get the money. Instead, he had walked into the pa.s.sage where the mad dog had previously come from.

"What is he doing!?" Shangguan Ling frowned.

"Young master, he seems to have gone to our backstage." An a.s.sistant said.

"Bulls.h.i.+t!" It's not like I'm blind! " Shangguan Ling said to a bodyguard in a blue s.h.i.+rt behind him, "Li Peng Fei! Bring someone down and see what that brat is doing! "

Li Pengfei, the head of the bodyguards, had a cold expression. After he received the order, he immediately gathered some people and planned to lead them down.

But at this time, Ye Fan suddenly walked out from the backstage, his face was as calm as usual as he walked back to the high platform.

"I'm sorry, I went to the toilet. It's done. Mr Shangguan, please write down the cheque. We didn't eat lunch, we're hungry," said Ye Fan as he wiped his hands with a nearby napkin.

Feng Yueying noticed the details and exclaimed, "Ye Fan! Why is there blood on your hand? Injured? "

The woman hurriedly grabbed Ye Fan's hand, but discovered that the blood was not from Ye Fan, but from outside.

"Hehe, it's nothing, I accidentally brushed it a little." Ye Fan said.

Just at this time, a backstage manager whose face was ashen ran over, looked at Ye Fan in fear, and reported, "Not good! Young Master! "

Shangguan Ling frowned, "Why are you so fl.u.s.tered, what's the matter?"

"Just now, this person ran into our backstage and crippled all of our more than twenty Gladiators!" the manager said, trembling.

"How is this possible!?"

"Really... "As soon as this fellow entered, he immediately started beating us. Before our Gladiator could even retaliate, it had already knocked us down!"

Shangguan Ling's face turned black, and he glared at Ye Fan: "Ye!" What do you mean!? Is it really that amazing that you can play? "

Ye Fan spread out his hands and said, "I was wronged. I wanted to go to the toilet, but I couldn't find them. They still haven't let me out, so I had no choice but to put them down."

Shangguan Ling'er's heart was bleeding. Two million and eight hundred thousand was nothing, but this batch of death row and black market boxers that he had bought were all worth several million each. If they died in the arena, they could still earn money, but if they were crippled in the backstage, wouldn't they suffer a huge loss!?

The key point was that killing them was even worse. He had to first heal their wounds before doing that.

In the end, he lost at least several tens of millions in the beast battle arena business!

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d …" You're obviously looking for trouble! " Shangguan Ling could see that Ye Fan's goal from the beginning was not just just 2 million and 8 hundred thousand. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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