The reborn male god arrives

Chapter 182 88 Underground Boxing Match (3)
"Feixiao, why did you choose number 3?"

Noticing the number on Yun Feixiao's betting device, Mo Xingyu and the others couldn't help being a little surprised.But after being surprised, he quickly chose No. 3.Since Feixiao chose No. 3, they chose No. 3.

"Young Master Wu, this time I will choose No. 3, so do you want to choose No. 4?" Luo Yanwei smiled and asked Wu Shaojun who was on the side.He believed in Feixiao's choice, and if there was really no suspense, how could the Huangcheng Club let No. 3 out?

Wu Shaojun glanced at No. 3 and No. 4 on the stage, and giggled, "Of course!" The winner this time must be himself, that No. 3 is so thin, and No. 4 is not only a head taller than him, but also that A muscular body looks full of strength. If No. 3 can win, it will be called hell!

As the bell rang for the start of the game, the figure of No. 3 player flickered quickly, and attacked towards No. 4 player.

The next moment, everyone present opened their mouths wide in surprise, and looked at the stage in disbelief.

On the stage, No. 3 was standing there unscathed, while No. 4 was lying on the ground dying and motionless.

"This...how is this possible? It's too fake!"

"Yeah! I didn't even see it clearly, and the game was over."

"That No. 3 is awesome!" Everyone discussed in disbelief, unable to accept this result at all.

"Young Master Wu, it seems that your luck is still not as good as mine, hahaha..." Luo Yanwei shook his finger at Wu Shaojun provocatively.

Wu Shaojun's face suddenly became a little ugly, "Isn't the end of the game yet?" He didn't believe that he would keep losing.

The competition was in full swing, and in the next few games, with the help of Yun Feixiao, Luo Yanwei and the others won without any suspense.

Wu Shaojun's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his complexion became more and more ugly.He lost five out of five games.This is just so wicked.

"The final is about to begin, does Young Master Wu dare to continue?" Luo Yanwei said with a smile.Seeing this sissy deflated, his mood really exploded.

Wu Shaojun gritted his teeth secretly, and glanced at the two people who had just entered the ring, "Of course we will continue, but this time I have to choose first."

"No problem!" Luo Yanwei shrugged indifferently.

Wu Shaojun sized up the two people on the stage.Now the rest on the stage are all strong players. Although they have watched their first round match, it is still difficult to choose. After hesitating for a moment, "I choose No. 9."

"Okay! Then I will be No. 2." Luo Yanwei readily chose No. 2 on his betting device.

Yun Feixiao gave the two of them a funny look, and shook her head slightly.

The game started again. Compared with the first round, No. 2 solved the opponent faster this time.It seems that No. 2 preserved his strength in the first round.

Seeing that he lost to Luo Yanwei again, Wu Shaojun felt like he was about to vomit blood.Even if he is unlucky, he is not as unlucky as he is, right?

"This kind of comparison is so boring! If we want to play, we will play the big one. I will send my bodyguard up, and you will also send one of you up. Whoever loses will pay double what he just lost. How dare you?" Wu Shaojun Looking at Yun Feixiao and the others provocatively, they said.His bodyguards were all professionally trained, even if all the four young masters of the capital went up, they would only be abused.

"I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?" Luo Yanwei said with a look of disdain.Although his skills are not as good as those on the stage, he has also been strictly trained by the family, and he is by no means inferior to ordinary bodyguards.

(End of this chapter)