The atmosphere on the scene became a little gloomy in Duan San's words of being neither yin nor yang.

The thugs of the Death Hall also stopped instantly.

They forgot one thing.

This time, there was a death fight in the ring, and they only won one game.

The third game is the most critical game, against Iron Arm, the powerful boxer who is praised as the undefeated god of war, and a desperate boxer.

The joy of victory suddenly disappeared at this moment, and almost everyone fell into a bad mood.

Looking at Duan San who was proud, everyone felt a little sad again.

The two-headed Death God looked at each other, Jiannanshan immediately walked out, confronted Duan San in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Duan San, the two games have been finished, and now it is one to one, and the final game will determine the outcome. I hope that if you lose, don't make excuses and hand over the tickets obediently."

"Oh, it seems that I won one game, but I really can't find Bei? Do you think you can defeat Tie Arm by just sending a kid?" Duan Sanfu looked surprised and mocking, pointing at Lin Xiao and said, "I think you'd better buy him insurance, death accident insurance!"

"Hahaha--" Duan San's men burst into laughter.

"Let's go to rest first! Let them understand what real strength is in the next game!"

Duan San waved his hand and took his subordinates away, leaving behind a group of people with a gray face in Death Hall.

"Master Feng! This bastard is so arrogant! Why don't I take a few brothers to secretly do them all, so as not to--" a subordinate walked to Fengyulou and gritted his teeth and said.

Fengyulou just glanced at him lightly and said nothing, but the other party was so scared that he quickly stepped back, his face turned pale in an instant.

"Mr. Lin, it's really thanks to you today!" Fengyulou stepped forward with a changeable expression and bowed to Lin Xiao for thanking him.

Although Lin Xiao’s method is a bit rogue, he uses a special method at a critical time. As long as he wins the game, the result is the most important.

"Yes, yes, yes, I want to thank Mr. Lin today, otherwise there will be something wrong with our Death Hall!" Jian Nanshan took the golden stick he handed over and came to Lin Xiao with a red face.?

Lin Xiao glanced at the two of them and smiled, "What are you rushing to thank? I want to thank Liangshan, his performance is perfect."

Everyone couldn't help but smile. Liangshan did have the talent of an actor. At the beginning, everyone was deceived and thought he was really attacked by a hidden weapon.

Liangshan smiled embarrassedly.

In the next game, Lin Xiao plays against Tie Arm, no one feels it will be relaxed. After all, Tie Arm has a big background. People often see him in popular game videos on TV, and Lin Xiao has almost no fame. Except for the double-headed god of death who knows Lin Xiao's background, no one is optimistic about him.

"I really don't know why the two masters asked Lin Xiao to play the last game and bet all the future of the Death Hall on a young boy. Is it really good?"

"That's it! If he loses, our Death Hall will have the surname Duan from now on."

"Damn it! I'm not convinced. If I could win, there would be no so many things!" Ah Zhi was surrounded by the crowd, whispering with everyone, constantly blaming himself.

Feeling that his morale was a little depressed, Jiannanshan stretched out his golden stick and shouted coldly: "What are you talking nonsense? Do you think of Mr. Lin or what? Do you know who defeated Zhuangshan?"

Zhuangshan is the number one black market boxer in Fengcheng City, and his brothers in Death Hall are convinced.

It is said that Zhuangshan went to Zhennan and was taken over as his subordinate, but no news about that person was ever heard.

At this moment, when Jiannanshan mentioned it, everyone was not stupid. They reacted instantly. Azhi couldn't help but ask, "Master Jian, are you saying that Mr. Lin is the master of defeating Zhuangshan?"

"Nonsense! Otherwise, why would I invite Mr. Lin back? A bunch of pig heads!" Jian Nanshan glared at them fiercely, "Is it difficult to defeat Zhuangshan's masters? "

"No, it's no difficulty!" Azhi opened his mouth in surprise and looked at Lin Xiao with a smile incredibly. He never thought that this ordinary-looking boy would have such powerful strength.

The expressions of other people were even more exciting. The few who were so scared that they were no longer looking at each other and hurriedly hid behind the crowd.

"Don't be anxious, I believe that Mr. Lin will definitely lose his iron arm!" Fengyulou once again gave his brothers a reassurance.

Everyone nodded, their nervous mood slightly relieved, but to be honest, their confidence in Lin Xiao is still not that strong. The life-and-death battle in the boxing ring changes at every moment. Maybe a mistake will lead to the rewriting of the entire battle situation.

"Friends--"

At this moment, the host shouted with a microphone, pulling everyone's attention off the stage.

"Today's third game will be the most important game and the most eye-catching one, because we will usher in the unbeaten king of the boxing ring, the meat grinder on the battlefield, the widow maker, the yummy king, the iron arm--" The host shouted, and the light hit the entrance in an instant.

The audience's shouts came to an abrupt end, and they all looked at the very bright entrance with their breaths on their faces.

Wow!

The curtain was lifted, and a strong man with a condensate expression and a fierce aura stepped out in one step.

"Iron Arm!"

"good!"

Wow!

The emotions of the audience were ignited, and the instant boiling sound could almost pierce the sky.

The cheers and whistles came one after another, as if we were welcoming the greatest winner.

Iron arm slowly stretched out his arms, waved to the audience, and then walked into the corner cage with his head held high and stalked with a majestic pace that seemed to be able to level everything.

Duan San came back with his traitors, and sat opposite the Death Hall with great might. Seeing Lin Xiaogang going to end, Duan San sneered: "Friend, how much does the Death Hall give you death fee? I'll give you twice. Come to my side, you can make money without fighting. How about it?"

"How much can you give me?" Lin Xiao suddenly stopped and asked with a smile.

The two-headed death god's mood became tighter.

"Hey? Do you really want money?" Duan San widened his eyes exaggeratedly, pointed at Lin Xiao and laughed, "I'm so funny, do you really believe it? Hahaha--"

Duan San's subordinates laughed, and their expressions were filled with jokes and ridicule.

Lin Xiao curled his lips and said lightly: "I really don't bribe me? Don't regret it later! I want the price very cheap. Now I give me 100,000 yuan, and I will give up immediately!"

"You are still panting when you say you are fat, 100,000 yuan? A thousand yuan is not worth it!" Duan San rolled his eyes and spitted at Lin Xiao's feet, "Bah!"

"What the hell do you want?" Liang Shan had already been full of anger. Seeing Lin Xiao being insulted, he couldn't sit still and rushed out with a knife.

Hurry!

The other cousins ​​of Death were also full of indignation, rushed to the aisle, pulled out a sharp knife from behind, and confronted Duan San and others.

"Everything is back!" Fengyulou frowned slightly and said quietly, "Duan San! Let's be arrogant when your people win. Even if someone overwhelms you, it's not difficult for me to kill you."
Chapter completed!