Chapter 60: Remember to buy me and win

what?
Want to borrow Ding Shao's first use? !! !!
With Ye Chen's words fall.
The crowd was uproar.
The people in the entire underground boxing ground were stagnation for a while and thought that they had hallucinations.
This guy has such a big breath. It ’s just a matter of coming here to kick the ball. He even dared to borrow Ding Shao ’s head and say that he just wanted to kill him?
This is crazy.
Who is Ding Shao?
The man of Lincheng's Ding family can not be overstated in terms of background terror. He himself runs several companies, such as this underground boxing stadium, and I don't know how many experts have been recruited.
It's over!
This kid is dead!
Everyone shook his head subconsciously.
"Jack!"
Sure enough, Ding Lei yelled, his face was completely gloomy to the extreme, when he was so threatened, looked at Ye Chen coldly, and did not conceal the murder on his face: "I am here, just see if you have Come here to borrow my head. "
at the same time.
A dozen big men standing behind Ding Lei took a step forward and looked at Ye Chen with a murderous look.
"Oh, no hurry, no one can refuse what I want to borrow."
Ye Chen shook his head indifferently and smiled: "Before that, I would like to experience how the waste under your hands hurt my brother."
"Okay, good. In that case, come on stage to sign a life and death." Ding Lei laughed angrily.
As soon as this word came out, everyone was discolored.
Ding Shao, this is the real fire, because in the underground black fist, signing the death is the most taboo method. Less than a last resort, few people will choose this, because once signed, there is no room for relaxation. , Regardless of birth and death will not end.
"Slow!" Ye Chen said suddenly.
Ding Lei thought he was scared and wanted to repent, and sneered immediately: "What? Scared? Late, I gave you a chance. You do n’t cherish it ..."
"No no no!"
Ye Chen froze the soot: "I mean, since you are going to punch, why not add a little glory."
"Don't tell me you want to use this money to buy an opponent to win?" Ding Lei looked disdainful.
Ye Chen stretched a lazy back and smiled comfortably: "Everyone said that they were here to smash the field. This money will buy you a coffin after the fact, and also save others from saying that I am overbearing."
There was a moment of silence.
Are you not overbearing yet?
The two men came to the door alone, first flew the security guard without saying anything, then broke into the door, and said frankly that they had come to hit the ground.
This is not overbearing. What is overbearing?
Ding Lei was almost not mad, and immediately ordered people to fetch a full five mouthful of boxes. After opening in front of everyone, he pointed to the cash inside: "There is a hundred million in it. If you win a game, I will I'll give you ten million if you can't win ... "
"Then I'll be disrespectful!" Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction before he finished speaking.
Ding Lei gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then come to power and sign your life!"
The voice fell.
Immediately someone started to clean up the ring platform, and the onlookers could not help but take a few steps back subconsciously, and their faces were full of excitement.
Dim lights, flamboyant blood, waving fists, flying flesh ...
Anyone who comes here is rushing through these elements to find excitement. Imagine that the other party beat you on the stage to death. We are standing on the stage with Erlang's legs and holding the seeds to watch the play. By the way, can I bet? Beautiful?
Ye Chen glanced at the platform that was less than 50 steps away from him. When he was about to go up, he was pulled by Yang Tian behind him: "Brother, or ... let me go up for you, anyway, I'm bad I was killed, and I was used to being beaten. The skin is rough and the meat is rough! "
He regretted it after seeing that it had reached the point where he was about to die.
Ye Chen smiled and replied, "Did you bring money?"
"Bring ... bring ..." Yang Tian froze, and then found a pile of money from his body: "Only 10,000 yuan."
"Remember to buy me and win. Maybe when we go back, we can open two 82-year-old Lafite and drink two glasses."
Ye Chen smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then walked up to the ring without hesitation.
The faces of all were dark.
This Nima is too pretentious, right?
I have n’t even started to fight yet, thinking about opening Lafite to celebrate afterwards?
"Brother, I'm afraid this money can only buy you a coffin!" Yang Tian smiled wryly, not knowing what to do.
After Ye Chen stepped onto the ring, someone handed him a pair of gloves, and he shook his head and refused: "No, you don't have to wear this to deal with these wastes."
Then he turned to look at Yang Tiandao who was on stage: "Who was the first person to hit you on the stage? Show me!"
His purpose is simple, but everyone who has bullied Yang Tian will never let go.
Yang Tian hesitated, looked at the crowd, and finally pointed his finger at a young man with a naked upper body and a fleshy face.
"Come up!" Ye Chen squinted and looked at each other.
The man first looked at him, then looked at Ding Lei on the second floor, and seemed to be asking for his opinion.
"Wu Hong, kill him, I will give you a million!" Ding Lei nodded coldly.
Wu Hong looked extremely ecstatic, and hurried to the stage, for fear that others might rob him.
As he came to power.
Someone in the audience exclaimed again and again.
"It is him. Wu Hong, ranked 32nd in the underground boxing competition, is said to have maintained a record of five consecutive victories, and his punching speed is extremely fast!"
"The boy was the first one to pick Wu Hong. I don't know if he is stupid or overconfident."
"There's a good show here!"
"..."
Wu Hong's body is a full head higher than Ye Chen. After putting on the gloves, he smirked at Ye Chen and smirked: "Boy, it's your misfortune to choose me, to deal with you. Waste, three strokes, if I am ... "
He hadn't finished his words, only felt a flower in front of him, it seemed that someone rushed in front of himself in the blink of an eye, and then he felt a sharp pain coming from his neck, and his vision became higher.
He saw the solid smile on everyone's face, and the smile gradually turned into shock and fear.
He even saw his lower body falling to the ground.
I ... I'm dead?
This was his last thought before he died!
...
A head dripped with blood, falling down!
Ye Chen kicked out, and his head flew directly to Ding Lei on the second floor. Ding Lei had not recovered from the horror just now, and reached out subconsciously.
"what!"
After seeing Wu Hong's head staring wide and dead, his eyes screamed in horror, and he hurriedly threw his head out.
There was a moment of silence in the audience!
Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the headless body lying on the ring!
Wu Hong, who has won five games in a row, ...
Is that so dead?
The most weird thing is, from beginning to end, they didn't even see how Wu Hong died.
I don't know who retched, and then everyone drove up with it.
They are like bloody.
But I have never seen such a scene.
Ye Chen looked up at Ding Lei on the second floor, grinning, showing his white teeth.
"Excuse me, start heavy, and kill your people, wouldn't you blame me?"