Master of the Last Days (Almighty Great Master of End of the World)

"Aren't you going to eat me? That's all? Huh?"

Qin Feng threw a punch again!

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Half of the black madman's face was swollen from the beating.

Offstage, the audience was delighted by such a reversal, and immediately roared excitedly.

[Wow, the boss of No. 182 gave Crazy Fox 100,000 yuan, let’s see what he said? Haha, this must be a female boss, she said let the crazy fox stop fighting, she can take care of this handsome guy! 】

It means that Qin Feng is rewarding more and more money to cheer him up. He is beaten with bruises, or the black lunatic who has been humiliated yells.

"Kid, die for me!"

The black lunatic raised his foot and kicked Qin Feng.

Not only that, a knife tip appeared on his shoe. If Qin Feng didn't dodge this kick, the knife would pierce his chest and abdomen, and Qin Feng would definitely die.

Qin Feng's shoes were uniformly distributed by the Eagle Club, but there was no such mechanism, and the black lunatic's shoes had the same style, but they were obviously changed.

This is obviously cheating.

However, in the underground black boxing, there is no shame, there is only victory, only living, and the losing party is doomed to death!

Qin Feng sneered, his palms like eagle claws, he firmly grabbed the black madman's calf!

"Crack!"

Qin Feng crossed his hands and broke the black madman's calf!

Before the black madman could scream, Qin Feng suddenly pushed again, his unbelievably bent calf lifted high, and rushed directly to the black madman's forehead!

"puff!"

The knife entered the skull, the black madman's eyes were scattered, and the strength of the struggle disappeared.

"boom!"

With Qin Feng's slight push, the black lunatic fell to the ground with a bang.

Fresh blood gushed out, smearing the black madman's eyes.

For a while, there seemed to be no sound around, and they didn't understand what was going on. They didn't react until the big screen switched to the face of the black madman.

The next moment, a thunderous cry came.

In other games, the dead would definitely be scary, but in a game like this, they just feel excited.

The smell of death made them all roar, and the reward Qin Feng received kept climbing.

"Clang clang clang!"

The bell rang and the referee announced Qin Feng's victory.

The host's voice came naturally.

[Let's congratulate Crazy Fox, his strength is impressive, but the black madman was too careless in the battle just now. Crazy Fox is obviously good at speed and avoided the attack of the black madman. This is the victory, the black madman did not play at all. out of your own level! 】

The host's words incite people's brain cells. In fact, Qin Feng's speed is strong, but if his strength is not weak, how can he break the black lunatic's legs?

But the host naturally wants to avoid weaknesses, so that the audience can make wrong judgments, so that Eagle Club can make more money.

Many people think that what the host said is right, Qin Feng's figure belongs to the relatively thin type, so he is naturally flexible and changeable, so normally he won't be so unexpected!

"I knew it would be a crazy fox!"

"Look at this one again to see if the opponent is strong!"

"The second game shouldn't be too great!"

Sure enough, the people who played in the second game were actually similar to the black lunatic, neither weak nor strong. Qin Feng fought with the opponent and defeated the opponent. He didn't kill the opponent, but his internal strength was absorbed by Qin Feng, which is equivalent to Destroy this person.

In the third and fourth games, Qin Feng also won, and each battle did not exceed ten minutes.

His record is climbing, the stakes are getting higher and higher, and it seems to be very easy now.

People couldn't help but be full of confidence in him, and they seemed to think that Qin Feng would definitely win five consecutive victories today.

in the background,

In the luxuriously decorated office, a young man of twenty-seven or eight-year-old was tasting fine wine, and a scantily clad woman in his arms was diligently plucking grapes, mouth to mouth, into his mouth.

This young man is the current general manager of the Eagle Club and the person in charge: Jiang Shaoyang.

His strength is in the F7 segment, and in the Chengbei gathering place, I am afraid that he is also the number one powerhouse.

"This kid is not bad, you can keep it for a day, and instruct someone to arrange a powerful player to release the water!" Jiang Shaoyang ordered.

The host and referee with headphones naturally heard Jiang Shaoyang's words.

In fact, it is very wise to do so. If the five-game winning streak does not appear, it will not arouse people's interest.

Moreover, the feeling of this Jedi counterattack is also loved by the audience.

However, the reason for arranging strong players is because they don't want to lose money in the ring competition.

Strong players will make many audiences bet on the challenger. Only some people who like upsets will choose the defender.

The Tyrant Tiger was an obvious example.

At this moment, Qin Feng raised his hand and signaled to the referee that he had something to say.

"What's the matter with you?" The referee was in charge of communicating with the players and naturally came over to ask.

"I want to challenge one person, just the one who broke his hand before!" Qin Feng said.

The referee was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I see, but whether you can agree or not depends on what is said above!"

"it is good!"

Qin Feng sat back to rest. Actually, there was nothing to rest.

After defeating four people, the fourth player was only at G4, but Qin Feng knew that his broken hand was almost at G6!

The opponent's internal strength is good, and it should be able to absorb one!

...

In the backstage, Jiang Shaoyang, who was originally smiling, turned cold.

He doesn't like things beyond his control, and he doesn't like his subordinates, making decisions without authorization!

Qin Feng's request obviously touched Jiang Shaoyang's nerves!

"Since he doesn't know how to live or die, let him fulfill him. Remember to increase his odds and incite the audience to buy it!"

There should be a nod.

...

Five minutes later, the host's voice sounded again.

[Wow, I just received a message that Crazy Fox asked the last contestant to challenge a broken hand. This is really unexpected news. I don’t know who gave Crazy Fox the confidence to challenge this Killing Star, doesn’t he? Did you see the broken hand in the last Tyrant Tiger match? 】

The audience coaxed the party to laugh, and many people ridiculed and cursed Qin Feng.

"Aren't you crazy to challenge breaking your hand!"

"Come on, isn't this no suspense? Breaking the hand will definitely win!"

"Brain, waste of time!"

"Let's wait and see if the broken hand folds him into a ball!"

Everyone made a noise, but no one was optimistic about Qin Feng.

[Okay, is Crazy Fox going to avenge the Tyrant Tiger? Could this be a battle of vengeance? Let's take a look at the odds of the two players! 】

On the big screen, the odds of two people were quickly displayed.

Qin Feng's odds are sky-high, 8 to 1.

On the side of the broken hand, it is 5 to 6.

It's obviously an obvious battle.

But the host was bragging about Qin Feng, thinking that this time it might be an upset, so many people followed suit.

As for those who won the buyout, they didn't necessarily earn much, and there were significantly fewer bets.