C30

Ding dong

The host has received a good impression from Ji Lan and is rewarded 1000 points. The host has a total of 2100 points at the moment and still 7,900 points away from levelling up the system.

I say, Master System, what benefits will the system get after upgrading it?

Screw your sister, I'll rub you all the time. I'll fuck you, are you annoyed?

Oh, Master System, I'll pay attention to it in the future. Yan Ge said with a face full of black lines.

Then, what benefits would the system have after leveling up the Master System?

After the host obtains 10,000 points, the system will upgrade to version 2.0, allowing the host to open the Heavenly Eye System. At the same time, the host's mental energy to increase.

Damn, I don't understand, Master System.

Screw your sister, go comprehend it yourself.

Master System, Master System.

Yan Mengmeng, Yan Mengmeng, come out!

To Yan Ge's disappointment, nothing appeared in the sky. Not only did the system stop speaking, Yan Mengmeng did not appear as well.

I have to go to the medicine shop in Elder Shou tomorrow to take a class. If I can open the Heavenly Eye System, then it would be even more powerful, perhaps I could be able to see through it. Haha, if that's the case, then I would be able to see whose triangle is which.

F * ck, this is too much!

This won't do, I have to spend it, 7,900 Raw Points, 10,900 Raw Points, and 7,900 Raw Points, which is 79 million RMB. Yan Ge counted with his fingers, but was a little disappointed.

F * ck, I only have 30 million in my bank account. It's not enough, not to mention, yesterday I promised my parents that I would start a company using my own ability. Using this money the next day, isn't that too dishonest!

"Su Rui, how do you think you can earn eighty million in one night?" Yan Ge tried to hug Su Rui who was beside him, but all of his efforts came to naught.

"Young Master Yan, please behave yourself. Although your Golden Silk Catcher is very powerful, you are not my opponent at the moment. If you do not want me to beat you up badly, then behave!" Su Rui was cold as ice, her face expressionless.

"Heh, I don't have any other intentions. I'm just borrowing a shoulder to lean on. If you don't let me use it, then just tell me, how can I earn eighty million in one night?"

"Gambling, black fist, these two are both possible!"

"In Shenjiang? I don't dare, my dad will beat me to death! "

"There are even Tianjing or high seas!"

"Damn, how do you know everything?" Yan Ge had a face full of doubt.

"Of course I know. I also know how to earn 100 million in one night, but you have to have some capital!" Su Rui was still expressionless.

"Then tell me, don't beat around the bush. Of course I want to play bigger games!"

"Going to Cang Nan Province's Rui Li to gamble stones, I can let you earn one billion in one night!"

"That much?" Yan Ge looked at Su Rui in shock.

"I was wrong, not for one night, but for an hour!" Su Rui was still cold and detached.

Yan Ge swallowed his saliva as he looked at Su Rui's fiery body, and then placed his middle finger behind Su Rui's butt.

"Aiya!" Yan Ge held onto the middle finger of Yan Ge, and with a flip of his hand, Yan Ge squatted on the ground, "What are you doing!? "Let go!"

"This is the second time. Next time, I will stamp off your middle finger!" Su Rui released Yan Ge and continued walking.

Damn it! Just as Yan Ge was about to raise his middle finger again, Su Rui suddenly turned around with a flash of light in his black eyes.

"Why is it the second time?" Yan Ge squatted on the ground and rubbed the middle finger of his right hand lightly with his left hand.

"That was the first time for Shenjiang City First Hospital's parking lot!"

"It can't be, you have eyes on the back of your head?" Yan Ge was astonished.

Su Rui did not say anything. She opened the door of the Rolls Royce's Phantom Gate and ignited the flames inside, causing the V8 to instantly start roaring.

Yan Ge sat in the front passenger seat, he also roared out, "Let me tell you, if there is a next time you rebel against me with my middle finger, I will expel you!"

"Then expel me now!" As she spoke, Su Rui once again grabbed onto the middle finger of Yan Ge's left hand. With a flip of the joints, Yan Ge's body fell crookedly onto the seat.

"Do you need to be so violent? I'm just joking!" Yan Ge screamed at the top of his lungs.

"I don't like people making fun of me, but I like making fun of you. I was just joking!" Rolls-Royce's phantom image whizzed out.

"Fine, fine, how do you know about stone gambling, gambling, and black boxing?" Yan Ge pushed his seat back and laid down.

"Just tell me where you're going. I can just take you there, don't talk so much nonsense! "

"Then let's fight Black Market Fist!" I will be returning to the Shenjiang City tomorrow morning. I promised Elder Shou's men that I would be there for treatment! The world has always been troubled, and the world has always been happy! "

Yan Ge finally confirmed what he was going to do. Stone gambling and gambling were things that would happen after he opened the Heavenly Eye System, and now he was going to practice Black Market Fist for an entire night, earning him 80 million yuan!

With a shift, Su Rui, who weighed three tons, quickly turned her head. Under the pungent white smoke that was filled with the smell of rubber, she headed towards the Tianjing at a high speed.

"Uncle Yun, help me get information on tonight's Tianjing's underground boxing competition."

"Yes, young master." Uncle Yun did not ask any further. He knew that no matter what Yan Ge did, with the experienced Su Rui here, Yan Ge would not lose out.

Ten minutes later, the Rolls-Royce Mirage's fax machine beeped twice and more than a dozen pages of information were sent over.

F * ck, there are a lot of toughness!

Yan Ge held the information in his hand and started to read it carefully.

The monk was 1.82 meters tall and weighed 85 kilograms. He had practiced Shaolin Buddhist and Han boxing since childhood, and his fists were heavy and heavy. He had won seven matches in the underground boxing competition, and was even one loser.

East China jackal, ex-member of the PLA 81st Special Training Team, height 1.75, weight 80 kg, expert in scattered fighting, flexible fighting style, fierce and cunning, repeatedly wounded and disabled opponents, underground boxing match 37 wins, 2 losses, 5 losses.

He had spent three years in the most famous K-1 Kickboxing gym in the Netherlands, sweeping his legs for as much as 500 pounds. He was able to kick down a tree as thick as a bowl, and many of the fighters evaluated his match as a torture, winning all 99 matches in the underground boxing tournament.

Hell Windmill, former national boxer, two Olympic champions, ten years after retiring, one of the world's three major professional boxing competitions, specializing in Russian boxing, adoring offense, fast boxing, turning like a windmill, eighty-seven matches under the ground, winning and losing seven matches.

"Damn it, their weights are all above 80 kg. How am I supposed to fight this? They are all professional boxers!" Yan Ge raised his eyebrows.

"There are times when Young Master Yan is afraid, haha, rarely seen!" Su Rui replied coldly.

"That's for sure. No matter what, I don't want to kill them. I just want to earn some money. If these madmen don't kill them, I'm afraid they won't admit defeat!" Yan Ge stared lecherously at Su Rui's beautiful, white, swan like neck. Just as he was about to extend his right middle finger, he thought for a moment and then put it back.

"Seeing that you're so serious, I advise you to choose some low-level fighters, but there are a lot of Thai fighters!" Su Rui lightly pressed on a button on the center console.

Rolls-Royce's Phantom Control System suddenly beeped twice, and the LTV in the car flipped over. Uncle Yun's voice sounded, and the scene of the fighter appeared on the television.

F * * k, why didn't you tell me about the video earlier!?

Yan Ge's face was filled with black lines.

"Nunfo, nicknamed Tai Dong Hui Xing, height: 1.75, weight: 70 kg, 87 games: 70 wins, 10 wins, 7 losses, proficient in gaudy kicks and varied boxing techniques, strange changes in eyesight and reaction speed, is a fighter who wins by skill.

"Yu Di Song, nicknamed Prince Punch, height: 1.75 meters, weight: 70 kilograms. His never-ending heavy punches, his combination of fists, legs, elbows and knees, made him the most lethal celebrity in the underground boxing arena, winning 120 matches."

"Star Waves, nicknamed the Star Waves hitman, height: 1.76 meters, weight: 75 kilograms. Since childhood, he has been learning the Seven Stars Praying Fist from a famous Mantis Fist expert in Shandong Province. Kick, hit, throw, hit, hit … Not a single mistake. Thirty-two matches, twenty wins, ten wins, two losses."

"…"

F * ck, there are so many of them! I'm so lucky! Not a single one of them haven't been trained since they were young. What should I do?

Yan Ge's face darkened.

Master System, Master System, can we come out and have a chat?

Yan Ge waited for a long time, but no sound came out of the void.

Yan Mengmeng, Yan Mengmeng, Master Meng Meng, come out, there's something to discuss.

Discuss your sister! You won't be able to stop yourself from shouting at me ten or eight times a day, right?

Yan Mengmeng appeared in the air, her expression seeming to be half angry and half angry. Her pink face pouted and she pointed at his forehead.

Yan Ge felt a burst of fragrance pounce at him, but his forehead still hurt a bit.

How fragrant! Mengmeng, why do I feel pain again?

Of course it was an illusion! Are you stupid? Am I still real? Say it, what did you call me out for? I'm in a good mood today, so I'll accompany you with a few words.

Thank you, Lord Meng Meng. You said there were so many experts in the underground boxing competition, which one should I choose? Looking at the materials, they were all from a young age, so they all had a lot of experience.

Yan Ge asked in ventral language, but his face revealed a look of adoration.

Choose your sister! First, you need to have a weight about the same as yours. If you don't have a thousand jin of strength, you won't be able to lift a thousand jin of strength by only relying on four to five kilograms of strength. Good luck!

Yan Mengmeng disappeared into the sky once more.

Three hours later, Rolls-Royce's shadow arrived at a huge farm in the outskirts of Tianjing City. In the middle of an endless field of wheat, there was a broad avenue, with seven meters high poplars towering on both sides of the road. A four-meter-wide road curved into the depths of the farm, and after driving at high speed for half an hour, a mysterious manor appeared in the distance.

The three meter tall red wall was covered with black glazed roof tiles. Inside the red wall, there were tree branches that blocked out the buildings, making this manor look even more mysterious.