super agent system

Since he didn't have a car, Ye Zeming could only take a taxi to complete the task.As an agent, this is really embarrassing, so he is going to save up some martial arts points to solve these two things.

The bull terrier game is at 45:[-], an hour to now.

Arriving at the gate of Donghua Wine in the 13th block of Dongcheng District, in order not to attract attention, he did not put on the mask in the Deceiver's team uniform for the time being.This wine room is very small, even if it is squeezed into a group, it can't seat twenty people, and the business inside is average, so it's hard to imagine that this place will be a black boxing arena.

"Looks like it's probably underground." Ye Zeming asked Lao Mo, "Can you hack into their Black Fist system and mix my data into it?"

As long as he is also a contestant, naturally no one will stop him, and then he just needs to find the bull terrier, and then take out the information he wants from the other party.

"Good idea, sir." Lao Mo praised lightly, "Please give me 5 minutes, and I will forge an identity for you, and the image will be set according to your appearance after wearing the mask."

Ye Zeming nodded, putting on the mask of a fraudster, a strange feeling came over him, which immediately gave him an inexplicable sense of security, as if he was not the one who was doing these things now, and the cold mask seemed to be His feelings were frozen, he didn't show any pity or hesitation anymore, and became extremely calm.

"The information is ready, please enter the wine, and someone will guide you." After 2 minutes, Lao Mo replied.

Ye Zeming then pushed open the door of the bar and walked in, and a girl dressed as a bartender greeted him immediately: "Ah, you are finally here, please follow me to the box at the back..."

Following the girl, Ye Zeming came to the wine kitchen, walked down the secret door on the ground, walked through a long and dark passage, and then walked down for a while and finally stopped.

"Please come in, someone will notify you when it's your turn to play." The girl said, and opened the door in front of her a crack. The moment the door opened, Ye Zeming heard a burst of enthusiastic cheers, and the door was already opened. up.

The arena is very luxurious, similar in size to a small Roman arena. In the middle is the arena, surrounded by iron cages to prevent the contestants from escaping. Below the auditorium on all sides is the rest room for the contestants. There are about a dozen of them in one lap. During the break, there were at least hundreds of spectators in the audience.

From the clothes and jewelry of those spectators, it can be known that the people who come here are definitely not ordinary people.

Ye Zeming looked down at the time. At [-]:[-], it was Gou Wenlong's turn to play. The winner of the game had just left, while the body of the loser had been moved down.

The rule of black boxing is that there are no rules, and it is not over until the opponent dies or is unable to fight. Of course, the death rate of the players will be high, but the huge profits that come with it still keep the players participating in an endless stream.But in the final analysis, it is the bookmakers who really make money, manipulating the game results and odds behind the scenes to obtain a lot of money, and the specific method is naturally the "finale beater" of the casino, such as the bull terrier.

At this moment, the audience's emotions are extremely high, and the narrator is also eloquently inciting people's emotions: "Next, it's our turn to be the strongest and most vicious. It only takes 2 minutes to kill the ferocious wolfhound... ...Pitbull Terrier, Gou Wenlong——! Everyone welcomes with applause!"

There was a burst of cheers, and a man with a burly body like a bull and wavy hair came out of the rest room, climbed onto the ring, and showed everyone his muscles like iron ore. The people cheered even louder. Obviously many people are counting on him to win a lot of tickets.

The narrator continued: "But! Today's bull terrier is going to be tested, because today, his opponent is a vicious hungry wolf! Sawtooth wolf... huh?"

The commentator was stunned, because Ye Zeming was throwing the sawtooth wolf who was stunned by him aside, and then climbed onto the ring on his own.

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The narrator joked immediately: "Oh! It seems that no one wants to challenge our runner-up? This is really beyond self-control, audience friends, I dare say our bull terrier can finish him in just one minute!"

The audience laughed, but Ye Zeming didn't mind. He rolled up his left sleeve and started to do it with his right hand. The commentator continued to enliven the atmosphere: "Of course, I'm very kind. In order to praise your courage, I will put a bet on you." 100 yuan. Anyone else want to support this skinny challenger? The odds are 100:1!"

Another burst of laughter came from the stage. Gou Wenlong looked at Ye Zeming, stroked the stubble on his chin and said with a smile, "What is that mask? Is it used to transform into an Ultraman? Haha!"

"I'm here to investigate the case." Ye Zeming said straight to the point, "What is the drug transportation route of the Mad Dog Gang, and how do you connect with the suppliers? Tell me the information I want and I will leave immediately. To save you from suffering unnecessary flesh and blood, what do you think?"

"Hahaha!" Gou Wenlong burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face. After a while, he wiped away his tears and said, "Come on, let me feel it no matter what!"

Ye Zeming grinned, nodded and said, "I see."

The iron cage was lowered from the field, and Gou Wenlong slapped his fists and forced Ye Zeming over.

The opponent's size was almost twice that of Ye Zeming's, but he was not afraid at all, and he didn't put on a posture, just leisurely circled around Gou Wenlong.Gou Wenlong snorted coldly, and punched Ye Zeming in the face with a punch, which can be described as violent, and he would be half disabled if he was not killed by this punch.

But Ye Zeming dodged it lightly by lowering his head, and at the same time punched Gou Wenlong's rib with a left hook. Only then was Gou Wenlong surprised to find that the little man in front of him had unimaginable explosive power. I felt a sharp pain under my ribs, and the pain made my facial features wrinkle into a ball.

Ye Zeming raised his foot and kicked Gou Wenlong behind his knees, and at the same time pressed Gou Wenlong's shoulder with his left hand, forcing him to kneel in front of him on one knee, and then hit Gou Wenlong's face with straight right fists one after another, each punch was harder than the next, until the first At the six punches, Gou Wenlong let out a muffled grunt, couldn't hold it anymore, and threw himself on the ground, causing an uproar in the audience.

But Ye Zeming didn't intend to let him fall to the ground so easily. Before Gou Wenlong fell down, he reached out and grabbed his hair, raised his knee, and hit his chin hard. Gou Wenlong spurted a mouthful of blood and fell back. Ye Zeming immediately stretched out his left hand to strangle him around his neck, pressed the back of his head with his right hand, and asked forcefully, "Wiring and connection method."

Gou Wenlong panted with difficulty, and after a while he said hoarsely, "Go to hell!"

After speaking, he reached out and grabbed Ye Zeming's shirt, and threw him from behind, but Ye Zeming rolled on the ground and stood up again.

"Ugh!" Gou Wenlong roared angrily, opened his hands and grabbed Ye Zeming violently. Ye Zeming saw the opportunity and hit Gou Wenlong's neck with his right fist like lightning. He coughed dryly, covered his neck and stepped back two times. Stepping forward, he bent down in front of Ye Zeming, coughing violently, and the audience was in an uproar again.

Ye Zeming grabbed his head and hit Gou Wenlong's face with his knee continuously. By the third time, Gou Wenlong's face was covered with blood.Ye Zeming gave him a chance to breathe, grabbed his head, and said mechanically as before: "The wiring, the connection method."

"Go...Go to Nima...I don't know..." Gou Wenlong struggled out of breath.

Ye Zeming shook his head, let go of Gou Wenlong's head, kicked Gou Wenlong's face with a whirlwind kick, kicked him to the ground, then grabbed his thick arm and twisted it behind his back, breaking one of his fingers , Said lightly: "You still have nine fingers for wiring and connectors."

"Ahhh!" Gou Wenlong screamed in pain, struggling and trying to forcefully stand up.

"Don't play tricks with me." Ye Zeming said coldly, his right hand turned into a palm knife and hit Gou Wenlong hard on the top of the twisted elbow, causing his hand bones to protrude and dislocate, and then hit the bottom of his elbow again, Now Gou Wenlong's hand bones were directly out of joint, and he was sweating from the pain immediately, screaming and slapping the stage of the ring, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

At this time, Ye Zeming played with psychology, leaned on his ear, and persuaded in a low voice: "Tell me, no one will know that you are the one who informed me. I came here today as a contestant, and no one will doubt it. As long as you speak, I will leave."

Panting heavily, Gou Wenlong said in a low voice: "Our people buy from Myanmar, and then...send people to transport tea as a cover, a little at a time, and slowly transport it from Yunwen City...the joints, the joint method is ..."

After the other party confessed everything, Ye Zeming smiled, and whispered in Gou Wenlong's ear, "Then, good night..."

Then, Ye Zeming reached out and grabbed Gou Wenlong's chin, and grabbed his cheek with the other hand, twisted and twisted away violently, and broke his neck before Gou Wenlong came back to his senses.

Gou Wenlong's lifeless body slowly fell to the ground, and the muffled sound of "dong" shocked everyone present.The development of the game has completely exceeded the expectations of everyone present, and the audience is extremely quiet, only the sound of the cage "cracking" rising.

"Thank you, beauty." Ye Zeming took his coat and tie from the surprised beauty holding a placard, and then walked out of the arena while pointing to the commentator's window and said, "I helped you win a round." Big money."

But in fact, before taking the stage, Ye Zeming used his last 300 yuan of living expenses to bet on himself, and easily earned 3 yuan.