son-in-law god of war

Chapter 89
In the box not far away.

Sitting there were Ye Qingming, the helm of the Ye family, the number one wealthy family in Jiangbei, and her daughter Ye Linglong.

And Luo Yichen, a young talent with a pair of red phoenix eyes.

He lied to his wife, Shen Jiaxin, that he has been working for the past few days, but in fact, he has been trying to get closer to Ye Qingming.

Now, his wish has come true.

Looking at Ye Linglong, who was beautiful and beautiful, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"Yichen, the god of death is already 3 minutes late, do you think he will come?" Ye Qingming patted Luo Yichen's shoulder, and smiled with great interest.

"Uncle Ye, please don't worry, if the god of death comes, you will lose, and if you don't come, you will lose." Luo Yichen did not assert whether the god of death will come or not.

But he is very sure that if the god of death fights against him, it will only take three moves.

"Hahaha, Yichen, according to what you said, whether the god of death comes or not, the result is the same, and the whole game is lost." Ye Qingming looked at Luo Yichen very satisfied.

He had already learned that Luo Yichen was holding an important position in a certain department, and it would be great if he could become his son-in-law.

Although his daughter already had her fiancé Zhu Youwen, and she also knew that Luo Yichen and Shen Jiaxin were married, but as long as he wanted to, it would not be difficult to bring Luo Yichen and his daughter Ye Linglong together.

However, the final direction of this matter still needs to be carefully considered by him.

Luo Yichen's gaze was always on Ye Linglong.

Ye Linglong couldn't see it, she curled her lips, "Luo Yichen, what are you doing here when you're not at home with Jiaxin?"

"Of course I'm chatting with Uncle Ye, and I'll come over to see you by the way." Luo Yichen's words were already obvious, and Ye Linglong seemed to have heard something.

"Luo Yichen, your wife and I are best friends, remember who you are." Ye Linglong sat aside in disgust, and muttered, "I hope you can maintain your self-confidence, and when death comes, you can also show your identity." Take a look at yourself."

"As long as he dares to come, I promise to torture him like a dog." Luo Yichen narrowed his Danfeng eyes and smiled evilly.

"Cut." Ye Linglong didn't think so, and directly dialed Shen Jiaxin's cell phone.

"Linglong, are you in the boxing ring? I just arrived." Shen Jiaxin's voice came from the phone.

"Great, I'm in Room 205." Ye Linglong hung up the phone and looked at Luo Yichen provocatively.

Luo Yichen looked a little ugly, "Linglong, there's no need to tell Jiaxin that I'm here, right?"

"She insisted on coming, can I stop it?" Ye Linglong didn't bother to pay attention to Luo Yichen, and simply opened the door of the box, just in time to see Shen Jiaxin and Shen Fei walking over together.

"Linglong, why are you thinking about opening the box today?" Shen Jiaxin smiled cheerfully, but as soon as she walked into the box, she saw her husband Luo Yichen.

"Brother Yichen, why are you here?" She was very confused, didn't she say that she was on business?
"Jiaxin, I ran into Uncle Ye after I finished my work, so we came here together." Luo Yichen made up a beautiful lie.

"Well, let's all sit down." Ye Qingming glanced at it lightly, then turned his head away.

At the same time, a voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker in the boxing ring: Everyone, I kept you waiting for a long time. Mr. Death is preparing. It is still the old rule that the game will officially start after 10 minutes of betting time.

After these words, a line of words flashed in the boxing arena - Reaper v Jiangbei.

It goes without saying that the fighters that the god of death is fighting against are the strongest fighters in the entire Jiangbei group, and they are collectively called Jiangbei.

At this moment, the entire boxing arena was once again bustling with catharsis.

"There's a big show going on tonight!"

"Fortunately, my young master didn't leave, otherwise I wouldn't have seen this peerless battle."

"Whether it's a great war or not, we can't generalize it. Today's opponent of the Reaper is the master of the bosses from all sides!"

"Actually, I really hope that the God of Reaper can completely win the crush tonight. It's cool to think about it."

At the same time, the amount of bets started to jump.

Reaper - 500 million, the amount is still jumping, but very slowly.

Jiangbei——7000 million, and the amount is still rising rapidly.

In the No. [-] lounge of the boxing arena, Luo Feng was wearing white clothes and a death mask.

"Mr. Luo, tonight's battle is bound to be dangerous, just in case..." Qin Zongze hesitated to speak.

"Old Qin, nothing happens." Luo Feng shook his head.

In order for his father-in-law Shen Wenhao's demolition work to go smoothly, he will never allow anything to happen.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and waved, signaling Qin Zongze to keep silent, and squinted his eyes calmly, as if he was adjusting his best physical condition.

Qin Zongze immediately bowed and retreated, staring directly at the beating amount.

Jiangbei—[-] million+++
God of death, there are only a pitiful 510 million at present!

It seems that everyone is not optimistic about Luo Feng's success rate in challenging the group.

Qin Zongze naturally saw this, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Before Peng Shaokun went out, he transferred 13 billion assets to him and asked him to bet on his behalf, and Luo Feng would win all of them.

Of course he also intends to do so.

However, if he throws away all the family property, he always feels empty, and he still wants to keep half of his selfishness.

Soon, before the end of the betting period, I saw that the betting amount of the Reaper suddenly jumped to 35 billion+++
Peng Shaokun's 13 billion, plus Qin Zongze's 22 billion.

At this moment, the entire boxing arena was shocked.

Who is such an idiot?

Actually bought more than 30 billion Reapers?

You can't burn like this even if you have money?
"Reaper please come on stage!"

This is, the host's voice sounded from the loudspeaker.

"Today's fight is a failure until one side admits defeat or falls into the boxing ring. And both sides have signed the life and death certificate, so there are no rules in this fight."

In the next second, Luo Feng turned into a god of death and stood on the ring.

This time on stage, the applause was obviously much weaker.

"Everyone, Mr. Reaper proposed to me to invite as many opponents as possible to save each other's time." The host's voice sounded again.

At this moment, everyone booed in the arena.

"I wanted to save some face for Death."

"Since he proposed this suggestion again, if we don't agree, don't we look down on him?"

Everyone laughed darkly, and then many boxers came on stage one after another.

Until the six-meter-square ring could no longer accommodate more people, it was already packed with 17 people to face Luo Feng.

Each of these 17 people is comparable to Yan Wang who was once punched by Luo Feng and Muay Thai master Waka.

"Please!" Luo Feng didn't change his face.

Luo Feng's indifference made the 17 people around him look different.

They all have the same question in their hearts, what is the support of this god of death?

Where did such a strong self-confidence come from?
Or, just bluffing?
In other words, when everyone was attacking, this god of death deliberately fell into the ring and surrendered?

In the hearts of the 17 people, each had their own suspicions, and they were a little uncertain for a while.

"Even if he is as strong as a tiger, we are a pack of wolves, go!"

(End of this chapter)