C62 A million dollars worth of winnings

These people seemed to be afraid that Ye Cheng would slip away. Two days ago and two days later, they caught Ye Cheng and brought him to the entrance of the restaurant.

The pimpled man quickly walked in front of the muscular man, "Hu-ge, I've brought the brat who injured Thunder Young Master. "This guy is quite arrogant. Just now in the restaurant, he spoke so rudely to you and insulted you. I'll teach him a lesson." As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Cheng sinisterly. If you dare to make a move on me just now, I'll make Brother Hu cripple you later.

The muscular man was half a head taller than Ye Cheng and his eyes flickered with an unfriendly gaze. He asked coldly, "You are Ye Cheng? Did you break two of Lei Shao's ribs? "

As the saying goes, good will not come, good will not come. These fellows had taken the initiative to come knocking on his door. They definitely wouldn't let the matter rest so easily. Ye Cheng thought that it was impossible not to act today. However, he would never show it on his face. He said with a calm smile, "You already know. What else do you have to ask?"

Someone at his side stood up and said arrogantly: "Brat, what kind of attitude do you have? How dare you speak to Brother Hu like that?"

"Pah!" Just as he finished speaking, he felt his vision blur and a burning pain on his face. Ye Cheng had given him a slap. This guy had a face full of shame. Ye Cheng felt bad that he didn't want to slap him.

The pimpled man covered his swollen cheeks and hooted, "You brat, you dared to slap my face. You really don't put Brother Hu in your eyes."

"You're asking for a beating, no wonder you're asking for it." Ye Cheng raised his hand and slapped the other cheek of the pimpled man again. He lectured, "Keep your stinky mouth in check, you despicable scumbag."

The pimply man screamed and jumped behind the muscular man. He said with a sad face, "Hu-ge, this brat dared to hit me in front of you. He clearly doesn't put you in his eyes."

"Dogs really can't change their way of eating sh * t. It seems like the two slaps just now were a bit light." Under normal circumstances, Ye Cheng wouldn't easily make people become disabled. He would just teach the man with acne a lesson. However, since the man with acne didn't know what was good for him, he didn't mind doing something to make him hate him.

Ye Cheng raised his hand and the muscular man shouted with a dark expression, "Stop, we haven't settled the score with you for injuring young master Lei. You still dare to hit us?"

Ye Cheng coldly snorted and said, "Lei Zi Jin did a sneak attack and didn't cripple him with one kick. He already showed mercy to him and didn't expect that he would dare to find someone to take revenge on him. "Tell me, how are you going to settle the score?"

"You sparred with Young Master Lei, yet you ruthlessly broke two of his ribs. It is only right for me to take revenge on you." The muscular man sneered, "I'll give you two options. One hand and one foot were broken by us, or you can spar with me once."

When a whore wanted to establish a memorial archway, Ye Cheng helplessly sighed and said, "It seems like I can only choose the second choice."

From the muscular man's point of view, Ye Cheng's expression and tone showed that he was afraid. He stretched his neck and his joints issued a gurgling sound. Two cold rays of light shot out from his eyes like a ferocious leopard as he stared at Ye Cheng. Remember, my name is Shi Hu. "

Ye Cheng said contemptuously, "I have never cared about remembering the name of a nameless newbie."

"You're courting death!" The veins on the muscular man's forehead stood out as he impatiently prepared to attack.

Ye Cheng hastily shouted, "Wait, I still have something to say."

"Being looked down by Ye Cheng, the muscular man could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. If you have ass to fart, hurry up and fart! "

The corner of Ye Cheng's mouth raised as he smiled and said, "Since it's a spar, there's no point in not adding on some rewards."

He really did not know his place. The muscular man rolled his eyes and asked, "Oh, what kind of wager do you want?"

Ye Cheng said, "I will spar with Lei Zi Jin. He promised to introduce his sister to me if you lose. What if you lose?"

The muscular man was stunned. In his opinion, how could he lose when he fought with Ye Cheng? " Arrogant and conceited, I have no time to waste with you, just tell me what kind of wager you want to add! "

"How about a million? "If I lose to you, offer a million in both hands; if you lose to me, you lose a million in the same way." Ye Cheng thought about how Lei Zi Jin had dared to send someone to take revenge on him. If he didn't collect the harassment fee, he would really let himself down.

The pimpled man hid behind the muscular man and mocked, "You look so poor, yet you want to take advantage of a million? If I lose to Brother Hu, I won't be able to take out even a single cent. "

Ye Cheng was neither angry nor annoyed. He raised his hand and pointed at his Mercedes-Benz. " The Mercedes-Benz 500 is worth at least a million dollars. If I can't afford it, the car is yours. "

The pimpled man was more familiar with cars, and his eyes lit up when he saw the black Mercedes. He knew the price of the new Mercedes 500 was at least 1.3 million. He said doubtfully, "Who knows if that car is yours?"

Ye Cheng took out his key and pressed it on the unlock button. The Mercedes-Benz 500 emitted a "Beep Beep" sound. Now, it should be able to prove that that car is mine! "

The pimpled man muttered to himself: "Look at this guy's poor clothes, he can drive a nice car." He cast his burning gaze at the muscular man and encouraged, "Hu-ge, this guy's car is indeed worth at least a million yuan. You must take it for free."

"Daring to fight with Brother Hu and even adding one million, what an idiot!" The three men that came with the muscular man looked at Ye Cheng as if they were looking at a fool, as if they were waiting to see a good show.

The muscular man said proudly, "Since you can take out a million, I'll agree to your bonus."

Ye Cheng was overjoyed in his heart. He didn't know who would be the one to give out the money! He turned around and said, "What if you can't produce a million?"

The muscular man was displeased, "I am the direct disciple of the Ming Shan Martial Arts School Master. With Ming Shan Martial Arts School here, are you afraid that I won't be able to afford a mere one million?" He knew that he was from Ming Shan Martial Arts School, so even if he gave you a million, you still might not dare to accept.

Ye Cheng casually said, "I've never heard of Ming Shan Martial Arts School." "However, even if you run away, you won't be able to run away from the temple. With an old nest, I'm not afraid of you going back on your word."

The muscular man's nose was almost crooked from anger. The Ming Shan Martial Arts School was the most famous martial arts school in Eastsea City, yet this brat said he had never heard of it before. He had already lost his patience and wanted to teach Ye Cheng a lesson, "Are you done talking nonsense? After which, he started the duel! "

Ye Cheng said loudly, "Let's begin!"

"Receive my attack!" The muscular man could not wait any longer and took a step forward. He threw a powerful right hook punch towards Ye Cheng's head. The moment he made his move, he was merciless and wished that he could cripple Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng lowered his body slightly and slid under the muscular man's armpits like a mud fish. He then went straight for the pimpled man hiding behind the muscular man. This brat was so scared that his entire body started to tremble. Before he could even run, Ye Cheng's big palm had already arrived in front of him.

With a crisp sound, the pimpled man tumbled to the ground. A clear five-fingered mark could be seen on his face. His face immediately swelled up as a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth.

The pimpled man covered his cheeks and wailed, "My teeth!" As soon as he opened his mouth, two teeth stained with blood fell to the ground.

Ye Cheng looked coldly at the pimpled man on the ground and said coldly, "Look at your filthy mouth. Remember this well in the future!" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a malicious wind behind him, and the muscular man's huge fist ruthlessly smashed towards his back.

Ye Cheng quickly turned around and grabbed the muscular man's arm with both of his hands. With a twist, he turned around at the same time and grabbed the muscular man's arm and placed it behind his back. Turning around, grabbing, twisting his arm, and turning again, a series of movements were as smooth and agile as flowing water.

The muscular man wasn't an ordinary person either. Seeing his arm being grabbed, he quickly bent his right leg and kicked backwards.

If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely not have been able to dodge this kick. However, the moment the muscular man's right leg, which was as thick as a tree stump, moved, Ye Sheng was able to determine his next move.

Quick reaction, quick and agile actions, he recruited and countered the enemy. Ye Cheng displayed the essence of the close-range combat techniques of the special forces to capture the enemy fully.

The muscular man felt as if he had been kicked by a powerful kick. Intense numbness rapidly spread from his knee to his legs. That was not the end. Ye Cheng's big foot continued to press down on his knee joint as he stomped down. At the same time, his elbow smashed down heavily on the muscular man's waist.

Losing in one move, losing in one move, the muscular man cried out in his heart. He had met an expert that could hide his strength. However, he did not resist at all. His body staggered, and he knelt down on one knee. Another wave of pain came from his waist.

Ye Cheng's right hand slid along the muscular man's arm, turning into an eagle's claw and grabbing onto his shoulder. His two hands shook at the same time. Kacha. With a crisp sound, the muscular man's arm was dislocated. His right arm temporarily lost its ability to fight as it powerlessly hung at his side.

The muscular man endured the pain, using his right knee as an axis, he quickly turned around and swung his left elbow towards Ye Cheng's lower abdomen.

After removing the muscular man's right arm, Ye Cheng released both of his hands. Seeing that the muscular man's left elbow was coming at him, he struck again in a split-second, the bend of his left arm striking the muscular man's arm.

"Bam!" With a dull thud, the two arms struck each other. The muscular man was shocked once again. His full strength had been blocked, proving that Ye Cheng's strength was definitely not weaker than his.

Not to mention him, even the robust guy from the Rose Bar, Great Fortune, was not a match for Ye Cheng in terms of strength.

At this moment, the muscular man had his back facing Ye Cheng, blocking Ye Cheng's elbow. Ye Cheng suddenly took advantage of him and used his left hand to pass through the muscular man's neck like a snake, while his left hand grabbed the muscular man's chin. At the same time, Ye Cheng's right hand also grabbed onto the muscular man's forehead.

As long as Ye Cheng exerted force, he could break the muscular man's neck at any time. End of the neck, break the enemy's neck, it was the special forces favorite way to kill people, it was convenient, fast and fatal.

Just at that moment, from the muscular man's fight with Ye Cheng to the matter being controlled by him in less than two minutes.

Ye Cheng coldly said, "Don't move. If you dare to move even a little, your head will move."

Judging from Ye Cheng's skill, the muscular man had no doubt that Ye Cheng could snap his own neck. It was another story whether Ye Cheng actually dared to kill him. However, now that his life was in Ye Cheng's hands, the muscular man did not dare to move recklessly.

The three men who were certain that Brother Hu would win were dumbfounded. This seemingly ordinary kid was too fierce, he subdued Brother Hu in a few breaths.

"Let go of Brother Hu!"

"If you dare touch brother Hu again, the Ming Shan Martial Arts School and the Black Tiger Gang will never forgive you."

The three of them looked at each other and rushed forward.

"Halt!" "F * ck off!" Ye Cheng roared, revealing his domineering aura and suppressing the three men who had surrounded him. "If you don't want your Hu-ge to be in trouble, then scram to the side."