Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

The whole game lasted fifteen minutes, and everyone looked intently.

After everyone at the scene was quiet for a moment-

With a "boom", all stood up.

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"..."

All kinds of roaring sounds swept through, like thunder, breaking through the sky!

The game is over and all bets are closed.

The Mas family wins!The underground alliance is defeated!

All eyes were on the figure beside Harold.

With her hand propped on the ground, she slowly stood up from the ring.

The brows and eyes still felt cold and arrogant, and the right hand was slowly raised, and the blood stains outside the mask were wiped away with the thumb carelessly.

He pressed his hand down.

All the shouts stopped abruptly.

Qin Ran turned slightly, twisted his eyebrows and glanced toward the west of the grandstand, and went straight down from the lift.

I didn't say anything redundant.

Uncle Xu couldn't help but touch the chilly back, "Harold didn't seem to dare to fight..."

The youth of the Mas family around him glanced at Uncle Xu and shook his head: "Every fight in her is a life and death fight. Under her hands, she refuses to admit defeat, she is dead! She is notoriously dead on the black market, at least every day In a life-and-death battle, the first few dozen life-and-death battles were the deaths of her opponents, and she was also carried down by the whole person. There was no defeat rate in 366 games. It is almost a myth."

"This is the reason why she is not a boxing champion but better than a boxing champion! Her boxing strength can explode to more than 1600 in an instant. This evaluation value is one hundred higher than her previous two years. He dare not!"

Life and death is a sign of life and death. There is always no morality in the rivers and lakes. Whoever is ruthless will not die, and whoever wins may win.

Most people who signed the sign of life and death have nowhere to go to gamble.

Even Harold and Burt, only after the strength reached, only played the title of champion in life and death.

At the beginning of every game, she was watched by someone holding her mortal heart, and it was reversed again and again.

Later, even if she directly crossed from the eighth-level ring to the tenth level, no one pressed her to lose.

As long as she is on the field, she will win.

This is the first time such a person has appeared in a black market arena.

She is known by everyone in the gladiatorial battle, and she became famous after bloody battles.

Without full assurance, Harold dares to fight desperately with a lunatic?

Keeping staring at the Xu family stewards in the ring, he turned his head and wiped his face and said: "Do you think she is familiar?"

The arrogance and slim figure of the woman in the ring are indeed familiar.

But the dark anger was also dissuaded.

Carlo in the front row took two steps back and took a document and handed it to Xu Yaoguang: "This is the Xu family's market in Mzhou, 1% of the economic center."

This is different from what Carlo said before.

1% of the economic center, everyone knows the huge profits hidden in it.

"Mr. Carlo, why did you suddenly change the market division?" A line in Xu Yaoguang's mind gradually became clear.

Carlo just looked at Xu Yaoguang and smiled, didn't answer, patted his shoulder and left.

He has many other things to deal with.

Xu Yaoguang pursed his lips and his face was still cold. He turned and looked at Cheng Mu: "How about your Miss Qin?"

Cheng Mu looked at the more than one billion received in his account and heard the sound. He looked up, expressionless, "sleeping in the room."

Xu Yaoguang is more familiar with Cheng Mu, and can surely be sure that that person is Qin Ran.

Most of the Xu family have not spoken to Qin Ran, and it is difficult to recognize.

Uncle Xu, who had been thinking about it, suddenly raised his head when he heard Xu Yaoguang's words, and the thoughts in his brain were clearly extinguished. His voice was a bit difficult: "Little Xu Shao, you... you mean..."

If Burt plays today, it is definitely unknown.

At the juncture of the game, Qin Ran disappeared and blanks appeared. After winning this market segmentation, the Xu family was divided into the best interests...

Uncle Xu couldn't help looking up.

Only the host is left on the ring, but the projection in mid-air is still the black figure—

Pressing the blood in the corner of the mouth with one hand, the head slightly deviated, and the black hair tied behind the head slightly raised with the wind, and his eyes were sharp.

**

The main seat in the west section of the viewing platform.

"Mr. Yang, I failed, please punish you!" Harold dragged one leg and knelt on the ground with a bang.

The voice trembling.

He was recruited by the underground league as soon as he became a boxer ten years ago.

Even if he is now in a high position in the underground league, he still feels the deep-seated fear of the man in front of him.

The figure with his back to his back was slender, wearing a white sweater and his hands behind his back.

Hearing the sound, he did not turn around.

The light shone on his side, leaving a faint shadow.

The raised hand held the cyan teacup, and the tea inside was clean and thorough.

He bowed his head and took a shallow sip. His tone was light and soft, and he was a little gentle like Yu: "What is her strength?"

"She is not afraid of death." Harold pursed his lips.

The man nodded slightly, "I know, go on."

Hearing this sentence, Harold looked up at each other in a daze.

Unbelievable.

He made such a serious mistake, this fierce man... A flirty "Go down" is over?

Harold just froze for a second, then quickly got up, rolled out the door, and gently took the door.

Outside the door are the people of the underground alliance.

These people are not surprised that Harold, the champion of the outside world, is so embarrassed.

Inside the house.

Harold left, and the man looked up, revealing a jade-colored heavenly man's face, and the gentle breath gradually pressed down, still seeing three inches of snow.

It was Yang Shuyan.

"Snapped--"

The cup in his hand was smashed by him.

There was an unspeakable silence in the air.

The thorough tea was mixed with a little blood, and ran down his hand and dripped to the floor.

"Mr. Yang..." The men around him took a step forward.

Yang Shuyan lowered his head. He looked at his hand and his eyelashes twitched. "Let the branch of the Intelligence Bureau contact me."

"Yes."

Five minutes later, a video of a middle-aged man came in. He opened his mouth respectfully: "Leader."

Yang Shuyan collapsed. He closed his eyes. After a long while, he raised his eyes and said, "How was the news of her death three and a half years ago..."

Digression

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Emergency notice, I can't see the babies at night

Then update the question... I already said that I just want to write something with a little quality, so the update will be unstable, but I have always tried my best to show you the most. This is what the baby who has always read my text knows of!!Near the end you guys stretched me!!