With a "bang" sound, Ninnel suddenly felt a strong surge of energy. His body involuntarily staggered back two steps and looked at the other party with a look of astonishment. Ninel felt that his fingers were in excruciating pain, and his entire body was in pain.
His arms were numb, and he was secretly horrified. He didn't expect Yang Ling to be so strong.
Everyone else watching this scene was also astonished. No one thought that Yang Ling would surpass Nineel in strength.
This is not just a matter of strength.
A look of excitement suddenly appeared on Yegor's face, and he felt a little more at ease in his heart. He was no longer as nervous as before. On the contrary, Boris frowned deeply and his face was gloomy. In order to win this game, he went straight into action
He killed Niner, the most elite master murderer under his command, just to defeat Yegor in one fell swoop and humiliate him. Unexpectedly, as soon as they fought, Niner would be at a disadvantage.
Yang Ling's lips curved into a harmless smile, and he rushed forward again.
Ninel snorted angrily, and as if he wanted to win back the game, he launched a crazy attack on Yang Ling. He kicked out with his legs in a row, and the force was stronger than his arms.
As Yu Shui said, Niner's best skills are his leg skills and locking skills. After the contest just now, Niner also stopped thinking of looking down on Yang Ling.
However, how could Yang Ling lose to him in a leg competition?
When he was in Yinlong, Yang Ling's leg skills were already quite strong and he had a lot of practical experience. After that, after studying with Mr. Ye for so long, he naturally made rapid progress. Often, as soon as Niner lifted his legs, Yang Ling was already behind.
He arrived first and kicked him in the leg, making it impossible for him to lift his leg to complete the action.
After several times, Ninel's legs trembled slightly and he looked at Yang Ling with a horrified expression.
At this time, in Ninel's eyes, Yang Ling was no longer an opponent, but a devil. Otherwise, how could he know his actions in advance? Even an experienced master would not be so accurate.
"Okay!" Seeing Ninel's continued deflation, Yegor couldn't help shouting loudly.
The other gamblers who wanted Yang Ling to win also agreed.
"Boris, it seems you are going to lose again." Yegor smiled proudly.
"It's not over yet. It's not yet certain who will lose and who will win." Boris snorted angrily.
"Can't you see it yet? Your murderer has met his opponent this time." Yegor was so proud that he wished he could give him back all the frustration he had suffered these days.
"Huh, we'll see." Boris gritted his teeth and stared at the field intently.
The occurrence of such a scene was something that Boris never expected. He thought that by dispatching Nineel, he would be sure of victory. But now, with such a change, it is really hard to say whether he will win or lose.
Ninel shook his legs, his eyes flashed with chills, he yelled and bumped towards Yang Ling. He tried to use his huge body to knock Yang Ling down. Unfortunately, this was simply out of imagination. Yang Ling
His steps slipped, his body fell to the ground, and he kicked Nineel hard on the chin with an upward kick.
Suddenly, Nineel's huge body fell to the ground.
There was a "bang" sound.
Yang Ling turned over and saw no movement from him. He just pressed his temple lightly with his fingers, and Nineel was killed on the spot.
No one in the crowd saw Yang Ling's movements clearly. They only saw Yang Ling getting up leisurely, while Nineel was lying on the ground motionless.
"Go and have a look." Yegor looked at the bodyguard beside him and ordered.
The bodyguard immediately stood up and stepped forward, checked Nineel's breathing, then looked at Yang Ling in shock, turned to Yegor and shook his head, "He's dead."
Everyone present was shocked. No one even knew how Yang Ling killed Nineel.
They were not sad about Niniel's death. In such underground boxing matches, they had seen too many scenes of death or mutilation. What they were more curious about was how Yang Ling killed Niniel. Then.
, there were bursts of applause and cheers. Everyone cheered "Dragon, dragon!"
Yang Ling didn't know what was going on. He looked at Yu Shui in shock and asked, "What else are they going to say?"
"Uh... I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, because Peter asked me about your name, so I just made it up. I can't tell them your real name, right?" Yu Shui smiled and said.
Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.
Dragon is indeed worthy of its name.
He is the descendant of the dragon, and his code name is "Dragon King".
On the other side, Yegor looked at Boris with a proud look on his face, "Thank you for your money. Since you lost so miserably this time, I will give you a 10% discount."
The muscles on Boris's face kept twitching, and his face was as embarrassed as soy sauce. He smiled coldly and said, "I can still afford to lose this little money. Yegor, do you dare us to bet bigger?"
"Still betting? Do you still have anyone?" Yegor said proudly.
"You don't have to worry about this, I'm just asking if you dare to bet?" Boris said angrily.
"No problem, you want to give me money to spend, how can I not refuse it. Tell me, how much do you want to bet?" Yegor asked.
"This number." Boris raised a finger.
"You don't want to bet 10 billion, right? This is a bet on family property. If you lose, you will have nothing." Yegor was stunned, but he didn't expect Boris to play such a big game.
"What? Don't you dare?" Boris smiled coldly.
"Am I afraid of you? Just bet." There was a cold light in Yegor's eyes.
"Ten billion rubles is more than 160 million U.S. dollars. Your Andrei family is very wealthy, so I'm not afraid that you won't give it. Then three days later, we'll still be here three days later, but this kid must end up.
Of course, it doesn't matter if you have a more powerful master, the worst is, let's gamble one more time. As per the old rules, we'll see you in three days." Boris said coldly.
"Okay, see you in three days." Yegor gritted his teeth.
More than 160 million US dollars, but he doesn't have that much money. But no matter what, he can't lose like this. If he really loses, he has no choice but to go back and beg his father Victor. After all, they are his biological father and son.
, you can’t just watch yourself die, right? Moreover, it is also the reputation of the Andre family that has been ruined.
People compete for a breath, Buddha competes for a stick of incense.
With an indignant snort, Boris stood up and left. Before leaving, his cold eyes swept over Yang Ling's body and quietly said to the bodyguard beside him: "Check out this guy's address for me. I don't want anything to happen to me."