Chapter 784

Du Zihua patted the forehead, showing a sudden expression, said: "Mr. Su, you are a miracle doctor, I forgot this stubble. After the patient went to the hospital for preliminary treatment, I arranged someone to send it to Du Fu secretly."

"I'll say thank you first." Su Yang smiles.

"Don't be polite to me, Mr. Su. You are my life-saving benefactor. I can't repay your kindness." Du Zihua said in a hurry.

At that time, Xiong Da scolded Hu Fei: "son of a bitch, you must frame my warrior and let him lose the game."

Hu Fei said with a smile: "you can't talk nonsense without evidence, or I'll sue you for slander."

Hearing these conversations, Su Yang frowned slightly and asked, "Zihua, did they bet?"

Du Zihua nodded and said, "people who come here to play are either rich or expensive. In addition to choosing martial arts players, they also make money by betting on them. I think Xiong Da's martial arts player has been cheated by Hu Fei secretly. Xiong Da's loss this time is estimated to be great."

"He really can play." Su Yang made a rude remark.

It's not only Xiong Da who has suffered huge losses, but also many rich people who have watched the battle.

Hu Fei's eyes narrowed into a line. In this battle, not only Xiong Da's warrior was eliminated, but also tens of millions of accounts were recorded, killing two birds with one stone.

"Are there any challengers?" The warrior in the iron cloth shirt walked around in the challenge arena, with open arms and a loud cry. His expression was ferocious.

Some rich people who came here with warriors were very upset, but they didn't dare to act rashly when they saw the battle just now. They could only curse in their hearts.

All of a sudden, Su Yang felt an evil spirit. His face suddenly sank. He looked in the direction of the evil spirit and found that the evil spirit was emanating from the iron cloth master. Although it was very slight, Su Yang was keen to catch it.

The evil spirit and crooked way, Su Yang immediately started to kill.

"No one dares to come? A bunch of cowards. " The iron cloth clothes warrior sneers.

All of a sudden, an old man on the Yellow level went to the challenge arena. Without saying a word, he started to fight directly.

With the dull beating sound, the old man's serial legs, in just a few seconds, one after another kicked the iron cloth warrior, attacking fiercely.

When the old man's move was over, the iron cloth warrior patted his chest contemptuously, and his body was shocked suddenly. Only by his strength, he resolved the damage just now.

The old man's eyes almost glared out, and he retreated decisively. At the same time, he shot a dart and nailed it to the man's abdomen.

A tyrannical breath rose from the iron cloth warrior. The dart was abruptly broken. Before the old man had time to escape, he was caught by the ankle. Then the old man was like a ragged sack. He was hit by the iron cloth warrior's gravity. The solid challenge arena was smashed and trembled. The old man was bleeding and dying.

I'm possessed!

Su Yang's face suddenly sank. The iron cloth warrior's face was ferocious and his eyes were red, just like the crazy old man. Even though the old man was on the verge of death, there was only one breath left. He didn't mean to stop, but he was even more crazy.

The rich people who watched the battle were so scared that they retreated one after another, and the scene suddenly got out of control.

Du Zihua said in a deep voice: "Hu Fei, let your people stop, now immediately."

"Your people don't obey the rules. It's because you don't make the right arrangements." Du Zihua continued.

Hu Fei said: "uncle, the warrior is excited. It's hard to stop. I hope you'll understand."