Chapter 626

"It's not a festival. It's just that he's upset." That's what the man said.

"I'm not happy with you. I'll slap you directly. But I'm afraid it's because you're too soft to see him now." Wan Ye joked.

"Oh, just a little man." The man disdains of smile way, in the eyes to the look on the screen, more and more arrogant.

From the beginning of noticing Yu Jingzhe, he has investigated his background. It's so simple that it's not worth being stubborn.

"I see." It's his answer, Wanye thought.

"Shall we make a bet, master Wan? It's better to bet on the land before. " The smile on the man's face is full of provocation.

Earlier, in an auction of land, Wanye easily snatched the land that should belong to him with a fluke price difference, which made him feel sad all the time.

Wan ye also came to interest, "how to bet?"

"I bet the kid wins." Zhang Yuan, the man beside Wan ye, said.

"No way." Wanye full face of self-confidence, "boxing strength, you can not not be clear, so far has never been defeated."

"Let's wait and see."

Wan ye saw that he was so stubborn, so he didn't persuade him any more. After all, he put forward it first. He just reminded him.

"Why don't you take the commercial street project in the west of the city as an example? It's a big piece of meat. Are you willing?" Wan Ye has been greedy for a long time. He has no power to fight.

It's all fat on his lips. It's a pity if you don't open it and hold it in your mouth.

With a smile, Zhang Yuan turned around and said, "Uncle Qing, bring me the contract that hasn't been signed yet."

"Yes." The skinny old man who had been following Zhang Yuan nodded and soon disappeared to get things.

Wanye's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he couldn't understand Zhang Yuan. After all, there are many people staring at the commercial street projects. Because of this gambling contract, it's easy to let them out?

"Are you sure? Once it's settled, it can't be changed

Zhang Yuan has the title of seven evil spirits in the circle because of his unusual way and decisive attack.

In Wan's opinion, the champion will win.

If Zhang Yuan gives him money, there's no reason why he doesn't accept it. It's natural for businessmen to pursue profits.

"I have no reason to take back what I said." Zhang Yuan's proud way.

The duel in the arena finally started with a single order. Yu Jingzhe's action was absolutely forced by outsiders and won a lot of boos.

If you put on a robe, huotuotuo is a modern version of yeman, and you almost cry out, "Yongchun, yeman."

Coupled with his handsome appearance, the effect is absolutely unprecedented. There are at least a lot of rich ladies at the scene trying to support him.

The next second, the black man also moved. His biggest advantage is that his body has more than 300 Jin of meat, and his strong fat makes him look like a dark meat mountain. He rushes towards the stung with his own weight, and his facial expression is very fierce because of his action.

"Give it to me, fuck him!"

"Break his heart and let him know what it means to be powerful!"

The crowd was boiling, and the bloody and exciting boxing was their favorite, let alone a lot of bets.

The so-called compassion had already been left outside when they entered the boxing ring. They paid money to watch it, just like when Yang Yue just fell to the ground, no one looked at it at all.

It's not only the law of the jungle, but also the law of the market.

The speed of the black people was faster than when they were dealing with Yang Yue.

When he was in high morale, he punched at Jingzhe, which almost used all the strength of his whole body. His fist now looked like a sandbag, hitting him on the head.

Suddenly, Yu Jingzhe, who was supposed to be there now, suddenly disappeared. Naturally, the blow fell to the corner of the cement pile, and the concrete fell one after another.

Full strength, it seems that it's not just a hundred jin strength, but he escaped from the sting, otherwise he would be killed by this blow.

When he failed, the black man turned around and looked for Yu Jingzhe. Sure enough, he saw him right behind him. With a loud drink, he reluctantly jumped back and punched again.

It was only seen in the stung feet, slightly on one side of the body. Not surprisingly, the black man's fist failed again.

Yu Jingzhe is wrong with the black man. He reaches for his hand and pushes him. The unexpected strength of the black man makes him not hold still. He pours forward and falls into shit.

The black man's posture was so strange that the audience couldn't help laughing. Some people laughed at the black man and said, "champion, are you eating shit?"

Black people have never lost so much ugliness. The sense of shame generates anger. He wants to tear his goal to pieces. He does it every time, and this time is no exception!Suddenly, he got up from the ground, pointed at Yu Jingzhe and roared, "you have the ability, don't hide!"

"I didn't hide. I was just warming up. Now, let's start the duel Yu Jingzhe stretched out her hand and slowly made an international gesture to the black people, then pressed down heavily in the black people's eyes.

This is contempt, which makes the black people who always have eyes above the top completely angry, roar, and then rush towards the direction of stung with heavy steps.

It's another fist. If it hits someone, it's not good. After all, just now, the cement pile has been broken open.

After Yu Jingzhe was still a negative hand, he stood still and didn't seem to pay attention to the black man's fist. He watched him getting closer and closer.

Until this fist is about to accurately hit his face, Yu Jingzhe moves.

The right hand stretched out, accurately grasped the black man's fist, did not put the astonishment on his face in the eye.

This palm is just right to hold his fist in his hand, and can no longer move forward an inch.

Because of too much force, the black man's face turned red, and his fist was restrained for the first time, especially when he was a skinny man.

The excited audience also stopped there, and they were dissatisfied with the black people's immobility.

"Move, hit fist on his face, Leng where to do what to eat?"

"Fight, what's the matter?"

The voice of discontent is becoming more and more fierce. Stimulated the anger of black people, Yu Jingzhe's ability was beyond his expectation, but the final victory only belonged to him!