There was a black lotus printed at the end of the letter. Lin Yang was shocked and angry that the other party actually asked him to assassinate Sister Yuan!
"Lin Yang, what are you doing sitting here? There is something fun out there, come with me to see it." Lin Changsheng smiled and waved to Lin Yang, and he walked to the side hall.
Lin Yang put the matter aside and hurried over, "What's so fun?"
Lin Changsheng pointed to the front, "Look, the bodyguards brought by each of them are competing here, and the winner in the end can get a lot of money. How about it? Do you want to try?" Lin Changsheng was smiling all over his face. He knew that as long as Lin Yang took action, he would win.
He will definitely win. Lin Changsheng gradually felt how lucky and happy it was to be attached to Lin Yang.
When Lin Yang looked at it, dozens of people had gathered in the field, and behind them stood men of all kinds. Some were strong, some were capable. Lin Yang could tell that they were all bodyguards, and their kungfu showed that they were all bodyguards.
It doesn't look weak at all.
"Come on, come on." The bald man jumped out and shouted, "This time I have an awesome bodyguard. He is not afraid of death and comes to place bets, hehe." He wrote "three billion" on a piece of white paper and pressed it on it.
At the table, he tilted his head and sneered at everyone.
"Bald man, you lost two billion last time, and you're going to lose another billion this time, haha." Someone laughed at Baldy. Baldy looked at the speaker with disdain, "You're too young to talk nonsense. If you have the ability, bet!"
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The man smiled "hehe" and said, "Of course I want to place a bet." He also wrote a note saying "three billion" and put it on the table.
"How do you play this?" Lin Yang immediately became interested. He understood that these people were all valued in hundreds of billions or trillions. And the Forest Company was in need of development funds, so he could earn as much as he could.
"It's very simple. Everyone draws lots. If there are 100 people, they will draw lots to form fifty groups. The two sides in each group fight. The winning side gets money, and the losing side either dies or is disabled. Then the second group will be played.
When drawing lots, there will be twenty-five groups, and the winning side will get the money won by the loser in the first game and the money he or she bets. And there is also a rule here, whoever is the first person to place a bet will be the winner of the next one.
If you bet the same amount, using this example, only one person will win the prize."
"So, everyone has to bet three billion? And the last winner will get everyone's money?" Lin Yang was surprised. There were fifty or sixty people participating in the bet, adding up.
I'm afraid there will be more than 100 billion!
"That's it!" Lin Changsheng said with a "hehe." He smiled, "Don't worry, I only want 10%, and the rest is all yours. I am old and have too much money to spend." Lin Yang gave him a look.
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"If you bet, bet quickly, don't wait any longer!" The bald man shouted impatiently, pointing at everyone.
Immediately, someone came over to place a bet. These people had a lot of money and wrote down their bets on a piece of white paper. But no one was worried about who would default on the bill. In their opinion, the chance of someone defaulting on the bill was even smaller than the chance of committing suicide.
One after another, 61 people placed bets, including Lin Changsheng who also placed 3 billion bets.
The waiter brought a big box, and Zhang Lin and his bodyguards began to draw lots. Lin Yang picked No. 17, and he would play against No. 18.
In the first round of 30 groups, the opponents chose their own places to fight. Lin Yang defeated his opponents easily and low-key, and successfully entered the 15th round. After that, there were eight groups, four groups, two groups, until the two-person round.
In the process, more than a dozen bodyguards were killed and dozens more were disabled. Only fifteen or six were lucky enough not to be seriously injured.
Lin Yang's performance has always been mediocre, with no gorgeous moves or amazing tricks, but he has always been able to defeat his opponents. At critical moments, he defeated the enemy with one move.
Standing opposite Lin Yang at this moment was a young man, who was only nineteen or twenty years old like Lin Yang. He had a long and thin face, about 1.76 meters tall, and his expression was as calm as water. There was a kind of confidence in his eyes,
Lin Yang knew this kind of self-confidence very well, similar to the dead Ding Xian. Strong strength will inevitably bring strong self-confidence.
This man was Baldy's bodyguard. He nervously banged his fist on the table, "Xiao Li, beat him, beat him! If you can beat him, I will give you 50 billion!" If you can win,
He will get 180 billion in bets!
Lin Changsheng laughed "Haha." "Lin Yang, if you win, I will give you 150 billion!" Then he gave Baldy a sideways look, "Bald man, are you too stingy?" Everyone was in an uproar, and more than 100 billion were given away directly.
People? Their net worth is just like this, which is beyond everyone's expectation.
The bald man stared at Lin Changsheng, "Old man Lin, Xiao Li is known as the Nanyang God of Death. Your people are no match for him. If you are interested, please quit quickly, lest you lose a capable bodyguard by your side!" He said with a smile, as if
I have already won.
Lin Changsheng smiled faintly, "It's too early to tell who will win and who will lose. We will wait and see!"
"Start!" the host shouted, and the gong he got from nowhere struck with a "bang".
Xiao Li slowly approached Lin Yang, stopped five meters away from Lin Yang, and stared at Lin Yang with a pair of starry eyes, unblinking.
Lin Yang had a smile on his face. He could feel that the opponent of similar age in front of him was quite tough, but not enough to threaten him. Lin Yang was confident enough to defeat him.
Although they were five meters apart, Xiao Li could still feel an awe-inspiring aura in front of him, making him feel like he couldn't move forward. It seemed like a mountain was lying in front of him. This was Lin Yang's aura.
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A purple light emitted from Xiao Li's body, and the air within one meter around him suddenly became thicker as if it were a substance. Lin Yang didn't have any strange phenomena, he just stood there quietly. But in his heart
Have a love for the talents of the opponents you face, which is called mutual sympathy.
Xiao Li slowly circled around Lin Yang. He had already circled a full ten times, but Lin Yang was still standing there, with his eyelids half lowered, as if he didn't care about Xiao Li's movements.
"Hit him quickly!" the bald man shouted.
"Boom, buzz." Xiao Li's body shot out with electricity and hit Lin Yang with strong wind. Lin Yang's palms reached out with lightning, and the palms of the two touched each other. The moment the energy intersected, they were shocked at the same time, and each of them was shocked "Eh"
With a cry, they all backed away, their expressions changing, as if they had encountered something very strange.
"Who are you?" Lin Yang heard a voice as thin as the chirping of mosquitoes. It turned out that the two people could feel the breath in each other's bodies being somewhat similar when their hands touched.
Lin Yang's strength at this time was completely proficient in the small art of transmitting sounds into secrets. When he heard his question, he immediately asked through the sound transmission: "Who are you?"
"Li Yang, the thirty-seventh generation descendant of the Demon Sect branch." The other party immediately revealed his identity. There was a trace of hope in his expression, as if he hoped that Lin Yang would reveal some identity.
Lin Yang's heart moved, "I am Lin Yang, the direct descendant of the Demon Sect!"