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Two black-clothed men walked over and politely knocked on the window.

Su Rui expressionlessly handed over a gold card. A big sized man took it and looked at it, showing a smile, and after bowing, he extended his hand behind him.

The dark iron door opened and the figure of Rolls-Royce entered.

Yan Ge took a closer look and noticed that both sides of the road were filled with luxury cars. From the number plates, most of the vehicles came from Tianjing City and there were a lot of foreign license plates as well.

So the scale of this place was actually this big, it was even larger than Shenjiang City's underground black fist. Surprise revealed on Yan Ge's face.

"Su Rui, did you come here often before?" Yan Ge was very curious about the golden card that Su Rui had just shown.

"Of course, I used to fight in here often!" Su Rui's expression now looked a little excited.

"Then what's your nickname? Black widow? or what? " Yan Ge stood behind Su Rui and greedily stared at Su Rui's perky butt, and swallowed her saliva.

Su Rui suddenly turned her head, and with a sharp gaze, she said, "The participants here usually do not announce their real names, you better think carefully about what kind of vulgar nickname you should use!"

"Please help me think of one. This young master's knowledge is shallow, so I can't think of any vulgar nicknames …" Yan Ge faced Su Rui's gaze and said, "Damn it, sooner or later I will conquer you and make you lie under me and beg for forgiveness."

"Just call him an eunuch, it suits you! That's vulgar enough! " Su Rui turned her body around, and her round butt twisted about to the left and right.

Yan Ge's face was filled with black lines, "I'll get up myself, I'll just call you Bro Blast Ju, how about it?!" F * ck, sooner or later, I'm going to push you onto the bed, use my hands to stroke your buttocks, and then burst your chrysanthemum!

"Up to you!"

After walking for five minutes, they turned onto another boulevard, and a four-story elliptical building appeared in front of them.

Two black-clothed men walked over and used a metal detector to check their bodies before letting them in.

"Hey, beauty Zhu Di, long time no see!" A potbellied middle-aged man waved his hand at Su Rui, with a large pipe in his mouth.

"Hey, Mr. Pang, long time no see!" Su Rui stopped.

"Why are you playing black?" The moment you arrive, who knows how many audience members will go crazy over it! " Mr. Pang tried to give Su Rui a hug, but seeing Su Rui's cold expression, he lowered his hands in embarrassment.

"Mister Pang, this is my friend. He wants to participate in tonight's competition. Please make the arrangements!"

"Oh, how should I address this mister? From the looks of it, you seem to have just entered the industry, right?" Mr Pang's eyes were sharp, he sized Yan Ge up, but there was some disdain in his eyes.

Although Yan Ge was tall and stalwart, he obviously didn't belong to the muscular man category.

"People call me Brother Blast Chrysanthemum. Although this is my first time participating in a competition, I have practiced my martial arts for more than ten years!" Yan Ge thought about Uncle Yun's evaluation of his Golden Silk Grasp.

"Then go and register yourself, but we have our own rules here, and we need to sign a new contract. You can pick your opponent, and the price will be determined by the strength of your opponent. Of course, you can also bet for yourself, haha …" Mr. Pang laughed loudly, but a trace of craftiness flashed in his eyes.

After Yan Ge pressed down the handprint, a form was handed to him, "Brother Sinking chrysanthemum, you can pick three opponents in one night. Wishing you the best of luck and blowing up their chrysanthemums! Of course, you can choose one of them and do as you wish! "

"Heh heh, of course I will blow up their chrysanthemum! Let me choose who's chrysanthemum feels better when it explodes! "

Yan Ge looked carefully and quickly decided on three opponents. This information was exactly the same as the one that Uncle Yun had sent over.

The black-clothed man took over Yan Ge's list and started to read through it carefully. He quickly frowned, raised his head and looked at Yan Ge from head to toe, before sighing.

"Heh, little brat, you might not understand these people, but although these two Thai are weak, they are not easy to deal with, and more than ten fighters have already died in their hands! You can fill out another form! "

"No need, Brother Blast will not change the decision!" Yan Ge raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth raised up, revealing his signature evil smile.

The man in black opposite of him was surprised for a moment, and then quickly put away the list. "Hehe, Brother Burst Chrysanthemum, I wish you good luck!"

At eight o'clock at night, the elliptical building was packed with people.

In the center of the building was a huge octagonal steel cage with an area of at least fifty square meters. Dozens of spotlights shone in from different angles, and several staff members were wiping the blood off the ground with mop cloths.

The huge projection screen had already displayed the fighter's profile, which was constantly being rolled and broadcast.

"Brother Blast Ju, it's your first time on the field, 1.8 meters tall and 70 kilograms in weight. Fuck, isn't this just a bean sprout? You're simply looking to die!"

"Look at his opponent. He's a Star Waves hitman. There's no suspense this time. I'm betting on the Star Waves hitman!"

"Me too, a million!"

"F * ck, why aren't you taking any more bets? Look at you, I'll take five million!"

Yan Ge looked at the screen from backstage and the amount of payout and felt excited. Damn it, if Young Master won this match, he would get a prize of ten million! Tsk tsk, this is too good.

"Young Master Yan, if you feel that you're not going to make it, I will throw a white towel at the arena. You can rest assured!" Su Rui grabbed Yan Ge's arm to help him relax.

"Su Rui, this is not your style, why suddenly become so gentle, I can't take it anymore!" Yan Ge closed her eyes to enjoy it.

"The Seven Stars Mantis Praying Fist moves very quickly. Kicking, hitting, throwing, holding, and points are all involved. The most important thing is for you to be careful of his steps. You can't let him lead you away. You have to fight quickly!" Su Rui once again pushed Yan Ge onto the seat, helping him to relax his thighs.

"How comfortable, a little bit more. It doesn't feel too comfortable up there!" Yan Ge moaned, but his moaning was extremely obscene, causing all the workers in the backstage to look at him in disdain.

"Young Master Yan, if you go any higher, I will blow your chrysanthemum!" Su Rui looked at the tent he had propped up, and her face blushed slightly. She was embarrassed and angry at the same time.

"Aiya, softer! If you're scared anymore, you'll get impotent! " Yan Ge shouted, and once again attracted the scornful gazes of the people around him.

"Then be more honest. Don't blame me for being impolite if you put more pressure on me!" Su Rui frowned again.

"That's my younger brother! If he wants to look up, I can't do anything about it!"

"Then I'll cripple your brother!"

Looking at Su Rui's raised hand, Yan Ge was silent as a cicada.

After a burst of ear-piercing bell sounds, Yan Ge walked into the octagonal cage in short robes, which still reeked of the smell of blood.

A man with a medium build and a strong build also stood in front of him, wearing shorts and a short shirt. He revealed a bloodthirsty gaze without any concealment.

F * ck, why is my leg so soft? Why am I unable to move my leg!? Yan Ge's face was filled with black lines. He knew that he had started to get nervous.

The opposing Star Waves hitman shook his neck left and right, crossing his hands and moving his wrists, doing his last warm-up movements. However, his eyes were like a poisonous snake looking at Yan Ge's body.

"Haha, that Bro Blast is such a chick. Look at his legs!"

"Haha, did you pee!"

"F * ck, how could he say that?! How did he arrange such a rookie?! He should be allowed to participate in the match preparation!"

"Fuck, isn't this kid getting toyed with to death by this Seven Stars Mantis!"

"…"

The sound of whistles and cheers rose from the stands.

Three rows of VIP seats at the front of the spectator stands, a young man stared at Yan Ge with a pair of binoculars and a smile on his face, he took out his phone, "Cousin Gao Yi, do you know who I saw? That Yan Ge who released you this morning is currently practicing his underworld fist art in Tianjing City. What? "Haha, he will definitely die here. Don't worry, I know what to do, even if he won this battle by luck, there will be two Thai men in the next two matches, I will think of a way!"

A gloomy voice came from the other end of the phone, "Cousin, I don't want him to die. Break his testicles and cripple his number two!"

"Hehe, rest assured!" The son of the Committee's secretary, He Xiaojiang, put down the phone, and after whispering a few words to the man in black beside him, he picked up the telescope and looked at the octagonal steel cage, his mouth still smiling coldly.

Yan Ge's legs were still shaking, his body was already trembling like sieve chaff. He could no longer take a step forward.

"Young Master Yan, you're a gongzi. You're a popinjay, and want to act like one!" Su Rui shouted from below the stage, her ice cold face had a hint of heat, her eyes had a look of disappointment, and she quietly held two one Yuan coins in her hands.

I'm the number one hedonist in Shenjiang City, but this is f * cking like the Colosseum in Rome, how can I not be nervous, it's good that I didn't wet my pants!

Yan Ge tried his best to control his own breathing, but was unable to control the speed of his heartbeat.

The lights in the stands suddenly dimmed. More than twenty high-watts' pursuit lights shone on the stage from all directions.

A crisp bell rang, and the fight began.

This voice also woke Yan Ge from his daze.

Damn it, I'd rather be beaten to death than be scared to death! Seven Stars Praying Mantis Fist, I, Gold Silk, will cripple your martial arts!