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As for this young man who had suddenly appeared in his office and was addressed as Master Long, the current Feng Yuansheng was being extremely cautious. In front of Master Long, Feng Yuansheng did not look like he was any longer. He looked just like a dog.

Feng Yuansheng continued to massage Master Long's back and shoulders. With regards to this move, it was as if Feng Yuansheng had caught him with his bare hands.

After a long silence, the young man's voice once again rang out in the office, "I say, Uncle Feng, no matter how you put it, you are still our family's old man. Why did you make such a small matter panic?" "Say it, why are you calling me in such a hurry?"

Hearing the way Master Long addressed Feng Yuansheng, it seemed like the relationship between the two wasn't as simple as he had imagined.

Feng Yuansheng's eyebrows lowered smoothly as he laughed, "Master Long, I don't have a choice either, do I? "Besides, I don't dare to call the boss, so I'll have to trouble you to help me with this matter, Master Long."

Master Long rolled his eyes at Feng Yuansheng's words, "You're afraid of your boss, but I'm not. That old thing spends all his time on the outside, not even doing a proper thing. He wants me to take care of his ass, hmph. "

It was obvious that the relationship between this young man and the boss of the clubhouse was not that simple. Hearing Master Long's words, Feng Yuansheng felt a chill run down his spine. The current him didn't even dare to fart as he stood to the side.

"Alright, tell me. Did you encounter some trouble today? Are you short of money or people? Or is it some blind bastard who came to try your luck?"

The way young people spoke was not small, and the way they spoke made it seem like they could take care of anything for you.

In response to his inquiry, Feng Yuansheng could only smile bitterly and say, "Both of them."

Upon hearing Feng Yuansheng's words, Master Long's expression immediately turned ugly. "F * ck, what do you mean by 'nothing'? Are you trying to make me happy?"

The moment Master Long got angry, Feng Yuansheng immediately trembled in fear. He knelt on the ground and said, "Master Long, I, even if I had the guts, I still wouldn't dare to make fun of you. I, this … this is really difficult …"

While speaking, Feng Yuansheng tremblingly told the young man in front of him about what had happened in the arena.

"Master Long, this is only the first match, and I've already lost tens of millions. If we let that guy continue competing, I don't know how much of a loss he will suffer. If the boss finds out about this, he'll definitely skin me alive. "

Hearing Feng Yuansheng's crying, the young man's face did not show any signs of anger, instead, there was even an unexplainable excitement on it.

The young man chuckled twice and smoked his cigar: "To be able to make Lei Hong lose half of his body with a single punch. Interesting, this person is quite interesting."

After saying that, the young man's gaze suddenly swept towards Feng Yuansheng: "Uncle Feng, this is the first time I have seen something like this. How about this, you let that guy continue competing. Don't you have a lot of rare and precious beasts under your control?

"But Master Long, what if that fellow wins?"

The young man coldly glanced at Feng Yuansheng and said: "Uncle Feng, don't tell me that you, a person who opened an underground boxing ring, don't even have this kind of ability? "Setting up a trap, you should be the one in the fake competition. If you still can't drug that brat, do you need me to teach you something as simple as this?"

"This …" Feng Yuansheng hesitated.

"What do you mean by 'that'? Hurry up and go, I'm waiting to watch a good show!" As he urged them on, the young man's expression became more and more excited.

Feng Yuansheng had no choice but to do as Master Long said.

After resting for more than 20 minutes, the entire underground boxing arena began to move.

When Tu Gang's figure appeared on the stage again, the atmosphere in the stadium changed.

"Death god, death god, death god …"

Shouts and screams rang out one after another, as if Tu Gang had become the shining star on the field.

Tu Gang was still calm towards the restlessness of the crowd, because to him, these spectators were just insignificant existences at that moment.

Watching Tu Gang return to the stage, in box three of the boxing arena, the Bro Liang, who was scared out of his wits by Tu Gang, was filled with terror.

As for the old man sitting in the box, his gaze remained the same. However, his hand was currently opening and closing. These small movements seemed to have some other deep meaning.

"My dear friends, after a period of rest, our competition will continue. However, this time, our death god will not be facing the test of humanity. Who is his opponent?"

With the host's loud voice, the flashing lights on the stage suddenly shone onto the Gold Alloyed Panther that had previously appeared in front of everyone.0

The cage holding the Gold Alloyed Panther continued moving forward and soon connected with the stage.

"Wow, the Death God's opponent this time is the Gold Leopard from the grassland. I wonder if the Death God will be able to create any more glory when facing against such a ferocious beast. "

"Everyone, the match bell will ring in three minutes. My friends, please make the most of your time."

The moment the host said this, the match rates for both sides immediately appeared on the rolling screens of the arena. This time, they clearly learnt their lesson and fixed the odds of Tu Gang and the Leopard at one to two.

At this moment, many people in the stands surrounding the boxing ring started to rush each other for their bets. This time, they basically bet all their chips on the god of death.

Instantly, the amount of bets placed under the name of the Grim Reaper skyrocketed, quickly reaching a terrifying level.

In box three, Brother Liang looked at his boss and said with excitement, "Boss, aren't you going to bet on this round?"

The old man merely waved his hand and said, "Let's keep watching." "After resting for such a long time, who knows what tricks Feng Yuansheng will play. Therefore, we shouldn't be in a hurry to make a move."

It was clear that this old man was afraid that Feng Yuansheng would secretly do something like a fake competition or something like that. After all, it was not as if Feng Yuansheng had never done such a thing before.

Just when everyone in the arena was busy placing their bets, a frightening scene played out in box five once again.

"He's making his move. The person from room number 5 is making his move again?"

Very soon, someone noticed the numbers scrolling around on the big screen.

"100 million, oh my god. The No.5 box just bid 100 million for the death god to win this time. Unbelievable, this is simply unbelievable."

"F * ck, spending a thousand in one go is f * cking wasting a thousand in one go. It's such a waste."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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