Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

The entire game lasted fifteen minutes, and everyone watched intently.

After a moment of silence for everyone at the scene——

With a "boom", everyone stood up.

"blank!"

"blank!"

"..."

All kinds of howling sounds swept over, like thunder, breaking through the sky!

The game is over and all bets are closed.

The Mars family wins! The Underground Alliance was defeated!

All eyes were on the figure next to Harold.

She put her hands on the ground and slowly stood up from the ring.

His brows and eyes still felt cold and arrogant, and he slowly raised his right hand, using his thumb to casually wipe off the blood on the outside of the mask.

Only then pressed his hand down.

All shouting stopped abruptly.

Qin Ran turned around lightly, frowned, glanced towards the west side of the stand, and went straight down from the elevator platform.

Didn't say a single word.

Second Uncle Xu couldn't help touching his chilling back, "Harold doesn't seem to dare to fight anymore..."

The young man from the Masi family around him took a look at Second Uncle Xu and shook his head: "Every fight she fights is life-and-death. Under her command, if you don't admit defeat, you will die! She is famous for her lifelessness in the black market. In a life-and-death fight, her opponents died in the first dozens of life-and-death fights, and she was carried down with her whole body, and there was no loss in 366 games. It is almost a myth."

"This is the reason why she is not a boxing champion but is better than a boxing champion! Her boxing strength can reach more than 1600 in an instant, and this evaluation value is 100 higher than her previous two years. Fighting hard... Harold He dare not!"

Before the life-and-death competition, you have to sign a life-and-death certificate. There has never been a morality in the world. Whoever is ruthless will win.

Most of the people who signed the life and death certificate came to gamble in desperation.

Even Harold and Burt won the title of boxing champion in the life-and-death ring only after they reached their strength.

In the beginning, every game of hers was watched by people holding her mortal heart, and she reversed again and again.

Later, even if she crossed directly from the eighth level to the tenth level, no one pressured her to lose.

As long as she is on the field, it is right to win.

This is the first time such a person has appeared in the black market arena.

Under the witness of everyone in the arena, she became famous through bloody battles time and time again.

Without full confidence, Harold dared to fight a lunatic?

The steward of the Xu family, who had been staring intently at the arena, turned his head. He wiped his face and said, "Do you think she looks familiar?"

The arrogance and slender figure of the woman on the ring... indeed looked familiar.

But the dark hostility is also dissuading.

Carlo, who was in the front row, took two steps back, took a document and handed it to Xu Yaoguang: "This is Xu's market in M ​​state, 1% of the economic center."

This is different from what Carlo said before.

1% of the economic center, everyone knows the huge profits hidden in it.

"Mr. Carlo, why did you suddenly change the market division?" A line in Xu Yaoguang's mind gradually became clear.

Carlo just looked at Xu Yaoguang and smiled without answering. He patted Xu Yaoguang on the shoulder and left directly.

He has many other things to attend to.

Xu Yaoguang pursed his lips, his face was still cold, he turned around and looked at Cheng Mu firmly: "Where's your Miss Qin?"

Cheng Mu looked at the more than 100 million received in his account, and when he heard the voice, he raised his head, expressionless, "Sleeping in the room."

Xu Yaoguang was familiar with Cheng Mu, so he was sure that the person was Qin Ran.

Most of the Xu family had never spoken to Qin Ran, so it was hard to recognize them.

Second Uncle Xu, who had been thinking, raised his head suddenly when he heard Xu Yaoguang's words. The thoughts in his mind flickered, and his voice was a bit difficult: "Young Master Xu, you...you mean..."

If Burt plays today, it will definitely be unknown.

At the juncture of the competition, Qin Ran disappeared and Blank appeared, winning the market division, and the Xu family got the most profitable division...

Uncle Xu couldn't help but look up.

Only the host was left on the stage, but the projection in mid-air was still that black figure——

Pressing the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, he tilted his head slightly, the black hair tied behind his head fluttered slightly with the wind, and his eyes were like blades.

**

The main seat inside the west area of ​​the viewing platform.

"Mr. Yang, I failed, please punish me!" Harold dragged one leg and knelt on the ground with a "bang".

The speaking voice trembled.

He had just become boxing champion ten years ago when he was recruited by the underground alliance.

Even now that he is in a high position in the underground alliance, he still feels the fear from the bottom of his heart towards the man in front of him.

The figure with his back to him was slender, wearing a snow-white sweater, with his hands behind his back.

Hearing the sound, he didn't turn around.

The light shone on his side face, leaving a faint shadow.

The raised hand holds the blue teacup, the tea in it is clean and thorough.

He lowered his head, took a sip, and said in a calm and gentle tone, "How strong is she?"

"She's not afraid of death." Harold pursed his lips.

The man nodded slightly, "I see, let's go down."

Hearing this sentence, Harold looked up at the other party in a daze.

can't believe it.

He made such a serious mistake, this ruthless person... just said "Go down" lightly and passed?

Harold was stunned for only a second, then quickly got up, rolled out the door, and gently closed the door.

Outside the door are people from the underground alliance.

These people were not at all surprised that Harold, the boxing champion admired by the outside world, looked so embarrassed.

inside the house.

After Harold left, the man raised his head, revealing a jade-colored celestial face, his gentle breath gradually descending, and he could still see three inches of snow on the tip of plum blossoms.

It was Yang Shuyan.

"Snapped--"

The cup in his hand was crushed by him.

An indescribable silence filled the air.

The thorough tea was mixed with a little blood, which flowed down his hand and onto the floor.

"Mr. Yang..." The subordinate beside him took a step forward.

Yang Shuyan lowered his head, he looked at his hands, his eyelashes trembled, "Let the people from the intelligence bureau branch contact me."

"Yes."

Five minutes later, a video of a middle-aged man came in, and he respectfully said, "Leader."

Yang Shuyan folded his body, he closed his eyes, and after a while, he said, "The news of her death three and a half years ago... how was it confirmed?"