Chapter 105

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The game was about to start, and a black uniformed host with sharp eyes stepped onto the stage and shouted: "Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce the players who will play this time."

"Standing on my left is our well-deserved heavyweight legendary killer on the field today, an unbeaten myth in the fighting arena! He is 185cm tall, weighs 100kg, and has a record of 98 wins, 98 wins and 0 losses in 98 battles! Ko opponents 96 times! 90 kills!

He is best at inhuman cruel attacks, and won the sbc heavyweight championship for three consecutive years. He is fierce and brutal. He is, yes, a fighting star - Night Demon! "

"Night Demon, Night Demon, Night Demon, come on, come on, kill this little bitch!"

"Yes, a stinky bitch, an ugly bastard, you don't deserve to fight our Night Demon King, get down, get down!"

"I'll pay 100,000 yuan to buy the Yemo boss! Come on Yemo! Kill her for me!"

"Trash, little bitch! Night Demon boss, fuck her!"

"..."

The scene was excited for a time, and the audience instantly erupted with tsunami-like shouts and applause, and all kinds of cheers and cheers were heard. Ye Mo's face was full of pride, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, smiling in response to everyone's enthusiasm.

The host glanced at Su Yuyan, who was left to the side by the crowd. He couldn't bear it, and reminded in a low voice, "Little girl, you must know that many people are beaten to death every year in the fighting arena, and fists don't have long eyes. Are you sure you want to continue playing?"

"I'm sure, don't worry about me, that big guy is not my old lady's opponent!" Su Yuyan raised a smile and replied confidently and arrogantly.

When the host saw that this little girl was so arrogant and obsessed, she couldn't help shaking her head worriedly. He turned the loudspeaker to the loudest, and continued to introduce: "Dear audiences! Standing on my right is a new fighting man - Su Yuyan, please wait and see!"

"What? A newcomer, even a rookie dares to challenge our fighting boss!"

"Yeah? What rubbish! What stinky bitch dares to challenge our Night Demon King! It's really beyond your own power!"

"Yeah, stinky bitch! This is not your battlefield, hurry up and go home, do the laundry, cook, and take the children with you!"

"Bringing a child is a compliment to her. You see she is so ugly and has a scar on her face. Which man would dare to have her?"

"Hahahahaha..."

Su Yuyan listened to the yin and yang's sarcastic sarcasm around her, without too much expression on her face, she just raised her chin lazily, looked at her opponent, and said confidently, "Stop talking nonsense! Let's fight!"

"Hmph! You stinky bitch! Hit him, and I'll see if I don't knock your eyeballs off!" Ye Mo narrowed his eyes, shot out a fierce light, and looked at her coldly.

Su Yuyan stood up straight, her eyes were cold, her thin lips moved slightly, her voice was not loud but she could easily pass through the lively arena: "If you have the ability, try it! Ye Mo, listen carefully! The old lady hates threats from others. yourself, you will pay for your slights and ignorance!"

"Hehe, the tone is not small, then let me see if you have this ability?" The huge and burly man was completely irritated. He glared at this arrogant girl and squeezed his fists. Impatiently, he yelled at the host: "Hey, hurry up and announce the start of the game, I can't wait to teach this little bitch a lesson!"

"Hey..." A mocking laughter came from Su Yuyan's nose, her cold eyes narrowed meaningfully, her fists clenched, her body exuded the aura of a boss, and she was ready to fight.

When the host saw that the two were gearing up for battle, they were almost ready to fight, so he picked up the microphone and faced the audience on all sides, and announced loudly: "The game starts, readygo!"

As the referee blew the whistle, the fighting game was about to start. The strength of the two sides was very different. Night Demon didn't take this dead girl seriously.

A gleam of light appeared in his pupils, and he clenched his fists. The knuckles on his fists protruded like an iron fist.