"Zhao Tianyang! Is there anything wrong?" Old Long's eyes flashed with chills. He felt disgusted when facing the person who betrayed the organization.
"Old Long, I heard that Mr. Ye will represent the 'Golden Circle' tonight's ring competition? Is this happening?" Zhao Tianyang asked deliberately.
"Yes! Is there any problem?" Old Long nodded, guessing in his heart what Zhao Tianyang actually meant.
At this time, Zhao Tianyang shook his head and said with a serious look on his face: "Old Long, although Mr. Ye is very good at martial arts, the outcome of this ring match is related to the entire 'golden circle', and there is no way to lose it! You ask him to fight,
Is it too hasty? What do you think?"
As a result, his question immediately aroused the approval of many people.
"Yes! It's about the overall situation, so you can't play tricks!"
"I'm not looking down on Mr. Ye, but Mr. Situ from the 'Shengshi Group' invites a super expert. If we underestimate the enemy, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Please think to myself by the third person!"
"Please think to myself by the third person!"
"Please think to myself by the third person!"
The people at the scene seemed to have reached a consensus with Zhao Tianyang long ago, and they all chose to turn against each other and stood on Zhao Tianyang's side.
Looking at everyone's suspicious attitude, Old Long's eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure.
The seemingly united "golden circle" has actually been disintegrated and has different intentions.
This crisis has passed, and it is time for the "golden circle" to be renewed.
Old Long secretly made up his mind to cleanse these people who have not firm stance.
"Everyone, Mr. Ye's strength is definitely not something you can imagine. He will never let us down!" Old Long stood firmly on Ye Fan's side.
"Old Long, you are not afraid of ten thousand in everything, just afraid of one thing. If Mr. Ye is defeated, what will happen to you?" Zhao Tianyang seized the opportunity and began to make things difficult for Old Long.
"If Mr. Ye fails, I am willing to give up the position of helm!" Old Long said seriously with a serious expression.
"Wow—"
"Old Long is too confident, right? He bet everything about him on Ye Fan?"
"Aren't he afraid of Ye Fan's failure?"
"Old Long is still confused! He overestimated Ye Fan's strength!"
......
Suddenly, an uproar sounded at the scene. No one could believe that Old Long believed Ye Fan so much.
"Old Long, even if you use the position of helm as a guarantee, we still feel a little risky! After all, if you lose this battle, the entire 'golden circle' will face cleaning! So, for the sake of safety, our board of directors will be safe.
The members agreed to send Su Badao to the battle!"
A strange sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Tianyang's mouth and said lightly.
"Su Badao? Red Fist Su Badao?"
Old Long frowned slightly, and then his eyes involuntarily shifted to the burly man beside Zhao Tianyang.
Rumors from the rivers and lakes that when Su Badao, the Red Fist, fought against the provincial capital with his bare hands, and died tragically under his red fist, there were many famous "crossing the river dragon" Sun Zhan, and some people even called the provincial capital combat power ceiling.
"Black Knife".
In today's provincial capital, the older generation of masters retreated and died of old age, while the new generation of young masters has not yet become a climate.
As the backbone, Su Badao represents the strongest combat power of the provincial capital.
The number one master in the provincial capital! The red fist Su Badao is also!
"Oh my God! He is the Red Fist Su Badao? It's true that he is well-known! He has more momentum than I thought!"
"If he had the battle, what other experts in Muay Thai are we afraid of?"