Gao Han took the initiative to go on stage and enter the cage without waiting for the host to invite him. The No. 28 Martial Artsman was already waiting there, and the big lock outside the iron cage was locked again. The two of them waited for the gamblers outside to place bets. Every time the host was announced that the start of the inside was completed after the outside bet was completed. Otherwise, if they acted first, they would be severely punished.

Zhu Youjian bet 200,000 taels this time Gao Han won, and Qin Yu and his men followed him to 50,000 taels. Because of the joining of this group, the odds of losing one to one and one to one 80%.

Gao Han in the cage looked at the martial artist opposite, and the martial artist was naturally also looking at Gao Han. The man was dressed in a linen warrior, with a straw rope tied on his head, and a few strands of hair hanging down from the extra smear, which was quite a bit down and out. The man's right face was a blue-black birthmark the size of a palm made him look very terrifying, which was also the origin of the nickname of the Flower-faced Ghost.

Gao Han was wearing a clean and neat blue shirt, but his figure was slightly thinner than the martial artist on the other side.

Hearing the host's announcement of the start, Gao Han's one-handed predecessor, "Please."

The opponent's martial artist did not politely match him, but simply hit him with a long punch. Gao Han took action and fought against No. 28 when he saw a move. He only occasionally fought back. The two of them made a smooth move, but neither left any mark on the other party.

After the tea time, everyone outside the cage was a little anxious to see it. Have these two really been having sex? Where did the passion of the past be so hot that they were so hot that they were so hard that they were all gone.

No. 28 in the cage was also a little anxious. It was not that he didn't want to end it early, and he consumed a lot of energy, but although the opponent was fighting against him, he just couldn't go further, and even though the opponent couldn't do anything to him.

Seeing that time had been spent a lot, Gao Han increased his attack speed. No. 28 had already consumed too much physical strength, so Gao Han could not keep up with him when he attacked again, but life and death were at stake, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight to the death.

After connecting a few moves, No. 28 found the right opportunity to attack backhand, and hit him with a straight punch with his right hand, and was about to take it with his left hand. Gao Han blocked his right hand and then wrapped his silk hand around the opponent's attacking left hand and removed most of the power. He slapped his left hand and hit No. 28's temple with his left hand.

No. 28 felt the danger, took the move, and took a step back with Gao Han's forward tendency. Gao Han's uppercut was strong but was just avoided by the other party, but his body kept on his back, and he turned to the No. 28 martial artist. No. 28 saw that the other party had a flaw and rushed to attack, but he didn't know that there was a fraud.

Gao Han knew that the opponent was fooled when he heard the sound behind. His right foot was directly pulled back and topped the back. He kicked the sky with a powerful force and a heavy kick on the jaw of the No. 28 martial artist. The jaw was one of the most fragile people in the human body. This made No. 28 turn his back to the ground, and his hands were still in the offensive position. His eyes turned white. Although he was not dead, he could not get up. To put it bluntly, he was a severe concussion.

Gao Han looked at the man dressed up and felt compassion. He was both a warrior. He was afraid that this man had some difficulties and fell into this, so he did not kill him.

Seeing Gao Han win, the person who bought Gao Han win outside the cage cheered, while the person who bought No. 28 won was angry and shouted to Gao Han loudly, "Kill him, kill him."

Gao Han looked at the person who was clamoring for him to kill people outside the cage, and was a little angry. He just wanted to kill people if he lost money. These gamblers were a little crazy about betting.

The winner was decided, and someone opened the cage door outside the cage. After Gao Han walked out, two more came in. However, this time the two did not drag No. 28 away directly. One of them took out a dagger and wiped it cleanly around No. 28's neck, directly ending the life of the martial artist.

"What are you doing? You actually killed someone in broad daylight?" Gao Han looked at the two of them in anger.

"Since you have signed a life-and-death certificate, this kind of waste can be considered dead in a cage." The man said with a cold face.

"But didn't you leave a living opportunity in that scene just now?" Gao Han remembered that he lost the last battle with the gunner but did not lose his life.

"Hmph, how can this kind of waste be compared with the top ten adults? Since you have finished the fight, leave quickly and don't meddle in other people's business." The man replied without looking at Gao Han.

"Hmph" Gao Han shook his robe sleeves and turned away when he heard this, thinking that such a lawless place would be smoothed out.

The next game is Tiebao vs. No. 41, and he is also a Kunlun slave.

Although the Kunlun slave No. 41 is already considered to be burly, he is half a head shorter than the Tie Leopard, and his body is much worse. In addition, the Kunlun slave's code name is lower, so the odds for Tie Leopard win in this game are only 50%, but this still cannot stop everyone from buying Tie Leopard's determination to win.

After the cage door was locked, the host announced the start after everyone made a purchase.

Tiebao, who had a clear advantage in height and size, actually took the lead in attacking, which made everyone outside praise him, "It's really shameless, it's really right to buy him." But Tiebao soon made them change their minds.

The slow moving figure and obvious flaws made the Kunlun slave No. 41, who was a little desperate, suddenly had infinite imagination.

Although Tiebao is big, it seems to his opponent that his size has obviously dragged down his speed and made him full of loopholes. Even if his fist is an iron fist, it will be useless if he can't hit anyone. Kunlun slave No. 41 looked at it with hiding Tiebao's fists and feet. Not only that, Kunlun slave's fist fell on Tiebao's back and chest like a sandbag.

"This guy, let him retain some strength and didn't let him get beaten up." Zhu Youjian muttered in a low voice.

"If this is not the case, how can he slow down the pace? With just his fist, he may be able to kill the Kunlun slave with one punch. Not to mention delaying time, it is considered to be for the opponent to kill him in seconds. Just beside him after a few strokes. Anyway, this guy is thick-skinned and resistant to creation." Luo Yangxing heard Zhu Youjian's words clearly and said in a low voice. He knew Tiebao very well. The title of the evil Tiebao is not a waste of time. Even his young boss has suffered a lot from Tiebao.

Although No. 41 in the cage was not next to each other, the punch hit the man opposite him as if he was hitting a wooden stake. Although it was not difficult to hide, it always felt like a dog chewing a turtle, and he couldn't do anything about it.

The person who bought Tiebao outside the cage felt annoyed. Seeing that another cup of tea had passed, this stupid guy didn't even get any fur on the other party. If this continues, he will not lose to death. Seeing that there is no hope of victory, he saw a gambler closest to the cage pick up the gambling order to buy Tiebao and tear it into his mouth.

Then the man swallowed the gambling order and shouted at Kunlun slave, "I killed him and caused me to lose 10,000 taels, and I will pay 50% more. I might as well buy one and pay three."
Chapter completed!