"Of course, such a guy is just a cutscene for you."

"Hahaha, I'm looking forward to your next performance, Maureen."

Zhao Jiao looked at Lin Mo with fiery eyes.

The odds of Lin Mo winning against Nie Qing Lin Mo have reached one to ten.

That is to say, the 10 million Maple Leaf Coins that you put in will immediately turn into 100 million.

Even Zhao draft plans to get some more money to invest in these few days.

At that time, the profit of turning over ten times will arrive.

Lin Mo nodded, but there was no other expression on his face.

Since Zhao draft can talk about that black fist Pan Sen so carelessly.

The other party is estimated to be a person who has not even stepped into the martial arts.

Relying solely on the muscles of the body to exert strength, such a person is indeed not a threat.

The fifth and sixth and third layers are very different.

As soon as I got off the elevator, there were rows of auditoriums.

In the middle of the front is a large arena.

"This is your next stage, Maureen."

"Come on, I'll cheer you on in the audience."

Zhao Draft gave Lin Mo a cheering look, and then walked to the auditorium.

On the ring, where is a man with bulging muscles and fierce eyes.

Above his hands are a pair of black gloves.

The glove reflected a little cold light under the illumination of the light.

This glove is made of special alloy.

With one punch, even a stone will be crushed directly.

"Black Fist Panson!"

"Break up your opponent!"

In the audience, bursts of cheers continued to sound.

They are all old fans of Panson, or people who rely on Panson to make money.

In this life-and-death arena, even the one who beats you doesn't kill you.

The spectators who lost Maple Leafs because of you will also collectively fire on you.

These people cheering for Panson mainly put money on Panson.

Above the audience in the battle of life and death.

A pale man sat there.

There were also two bunny girls in black silk miniskirts sitting beside him, letting his hands wander constantly.

"The guy who challenged me first fought Panson."

"Why haven't you come yet, scared?"

Nie Qing's hands wandered wantonly on the two women.

He asked aloud to the younger brother beside him.

"Boss, according to the time, it's only the last ten minutes."

"If that guy doesn't come, he should just give up."

Nie Qing's eyes showed a ruthless color, and the strength of his hands increased unconsciously.

"Uh-"

The two women beside Nie Qing let out a coquettish voice involuntarily.

The younger brother glanced subconsciously in his eyes, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and quickly retracted his eyes.

"If he doesn't come, let me find him directly."

"After finding it, three knives and six holes were cut into eight pieces."

"Is it true that I, Nie Qing, challenged me if I wanted to, and I wouldn't challenge if I didn't?"

"Boss, here we come!"

The younger brother's voice made Nie Qing narrow his eyes slightly.

Then looked down, sure enough.

Lin Mo, dressed in white, walked in the middle of the walk and walked straight towards the arena.

When the people in the audience saw Lin Mo's physique and face, they burst into laughter.

"Little white face, did you go to the wrong place?"

"This is not a place to take care of your rich woman, it is a battle of life and death."

"Look at his thin body, I guess he doesn't even have much muscle, right?"

"Pfft, hahaha, such a person still wants to challenge the black fist Pan Sen, I'm afraid he will be killed by a punch, right?"

"It seems that this time I can definitely double the 30,000 Maple Leaf Coins!"

Lin Mo paid no attention to those sarcastic and mocking voices.

He stepped onto the ring and stood in front of Black Fist Pan Sen.

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