Chapter four hundred and seventy first kill your excitement
"Are you sure?" the old man asked again calmly.
"Do you think I'm joking?" Yang Fei laughed, then looked serious again.
"Send nine boxers to fight." The old man waved his hand and immediately ordered.
After a while, nine boxers came out of the room, each with expressionless faces and steady steps. They were all top masters in the underground boxing world.
"The former two-time world boxing champion, Berg is also in it!"
Everyone's eyes were focused on the leader, and they were all very surprised at this time.
Berg, a two-time World Series champion and a dominant figure in the underground boxing world, has played a total of 120 games without losing a single victory.
Generally, no one can survive twenty seconds in front of him, and most of them are killed instantly.
People who watch boxing like to see instant kills the most. There is nothing more exciting than this.
In addition to Berg, the other eight boxers are also famous figures in black boxing.
These nine people put together can definitely pick a group of people.
What Yang Fei has to face now is the nine of them. It is impossible to win.
"Come up, everyone, start early and finish early." Yang Fei yawned, looking very relaxed.
Judging from the looks of the nine of them, they all seemed a little reluctant.
Because each of them is very strong, considering Yang Fei's small physique, it would be considered a bully to fight alone, let alone nine of them together.
However, they are just boxers here and have no choice but to play.
"Everyone, start betting now. The odds have changed. If the boxer wins, you will pay one to one. If Mr. Yang wins, you will pay ten to one." The old man shouted again.
They looked at each other and offered ten for one, which has never happened here before. It was really too high.
But judging from the current situation, the chance of Yang Fei winning is almost zero. No matter how high the odds are, it is useless in their opinion.
After all, he is not stupid, and he is not stupid enough to give money to people in the boxing market. Most of the people invested in the boxers and won, and some people even doubled their money.
There were also a very small number of people who invested their money in Yang Fei and decided to take a gamble.
"Buy 10 million Yang Fei to win." Alassad said.
"I also buy Yang Fei to win." Lei Dongtian did not hesitate at all and invested all his money in Yang Fei.
"Do you really trust your friends that much?" The young Chinese man looked at them curiously, feeling very puzzled.
"You just believed what I said, so you won money. The best thing to do is to choose to believe it. This will be good for you." Lei Dongtian said.
"I'm not stupid. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he can't win."
The young Chinese man did not choose to follow, but spent all his money to buy Yang Feishu.
Since he refused to listen, Lei Dongtian had no choice but to place his bet and sit down to continue watching.
"Can we start now?" Yang Fei looked at the old man.
"Let's get started." The old man waved his hand casually, not paying attention at all.
Yang Fei's arrogance and confidence really surprised him, but you can't win with confidence, especially in front of nine excellent boxers.
None of the nine boxers moved. They crossed their hands and looked at Yang Fei with great disdain.
"Although you look down on me, this is a competition after all. Shouldn't you be more serious?" Yang Fei patted his head and said.
"Do we need to be serious when dealing with you?" One of the boxers laughed, walked forward alone, and said, "I can kill you alone."
"Then come on, let me see how strong you are." Yang Fei hooked his hand at him, his eyes full of provocation.
That boxer is ranked eighth, has a record of 17 losses in 100 games, and his strength is amazing.
Faced with Yang Fei's provocation, he naturally did not waste time and rushed forward instantly, punching Yang Fei in the head.
Yang Fei swayed and dodged his attack from the right, saying: "The speed is too slow and the strength is not enough."
"He was actually dodged." Not only the boxer was surprised, but everyone present was also surprised.
"Seeking death." He yelled angrily and hit Yang Fei in the abdomen with an uppercut.
This time, Yang Fei didn't dodge, he kicked his legs, flew into the air, and hit his head with a kick.
With the sound of "Peng", the boxer's huge body flew upside down like a kite, fell heavily to the ground, and fainted.
That kick was as fast as lightning, suffocating, and everyone was stunned.
"There are eight of you next. Since you don't take action, I have no choice but to take action first." Yang Fei rushed towards the eight of them.
"This man is a master." They looked at each other, not daring to neglect, and rushed forward at the same time.
Of course, there were only seven people, and Berg didn't follow them, but stood behind and watched.
Seven people, all top boxers, surrounded Yang Fei in the middle.
All escape routes were blocked, and Yang Fei was trapped in a situation that seemed to be a dead end.
But what people didn't expect was that what they heard was not Yang Fei's screams.
It was the screams of the boxers, and in just three seconds, seven of them fell to the ground at the same time.
They only saw the shadow of the fist flashing by, but they didn't see how Yang Fei made the move at all. Then their vision went dark and he fainted.
Come on, this all happened so fast that no one could react.
Yang Fei actually knocked down these top boxers in just a few seconds, which is really unbelievable.
They had doubted Yang Fei's strength just now, but now all this made them understand that Yang Fei's confidence was not due to arrogance, but came from strength.
"And you." Yang Fei turned to look at Berg, the smile on his face gradually fading.
Just now, seven boxers took action at the same time, but he did not take action.
This is the dignity of a top boxer. He will never follow a group of rabble to bully those weaker than him.
From this point of view, this Berg is a person worthy of admiration.
Moreover, relying on Yang Fei's intuition, this Berg is very powerful, even more powerful than the previous nine boxers combined.
"You are the most powerful person I have met in all these years in the underground boxing world." Berg spoke, his voice murderous, without any emotion, as if he were a machine.
"Then what?" Yang Fei smiled and said.
"I have the excitement and urge to beat you to death." Berg took off his shirt, and his strong muscles were like steel, which was intimidating.
Berg was serious, and the old man was a little surprised.
He knows Berg's strength very well, and it seems that he has never had an opponent who can make him so serious. From this, it can be seen that this Yang Fei is really strong.
