Chapter 141 (2/2)

Ye Fan frowned and didn't look. He turned around and kicked him. He hit the mad dog's chest!

”Bang!”

With a muffled sound, mad dog's huge body more than two meters fell under the challenge arena again.

The mad dog spewed out a mouthful of blood, convulsed, and lost its fighting power.

To deal with this kind of big man with only brute force and speed, Ye Fan doesn't need any effort at all.

Shangguan Ling is extremely gloomy. He is absolutely sure that ye fan is not an ancient martial artist or a master of internal skills. But why, such a seemingly ordinary body, can have such a strong explosive force and speed!?

A group of audience is also gaping, a pair of eyes under the mask, staring at Ye Fan, the sound of ridicule has long stopped.

For them, it's very powerful to watch a man like mad dog fight hand to hand, but a fierce man like mad dog is kicked away by Ye Fan with one kick?!

Shangguan Ling patted the sofa hard and said angrily, ”waste!”

However, he is not unable to afford to lose, it is only 2.8 million, he has not paid attention to.

But at this time, they found that Ye Fan didn't mean to go back to the high platform to get money. Instead, he walked in from the channel where mad dog came out.

”What is he doing?” Shangguan Ling frowned.

”Young master, he seems to have gone to our backstage,” said an assistant.

”Bullshit! I'm not blind Shangguan Ling said to a bodyguard in a blue shirt behind him: ”Li Pengfei! Take people down to see what the boy is doing

Li Pengfei, the head of the bodyguard, was cold and stern. After receiving the order, he immediately summoned people and planned to take them down.

But at this time, Ye Fan suddenly came out of the background and walked back to the high platform as usual.”I'm sorry, I went to the toilet. It's over. Mr. Shangguan wrote the check. We didn't eat lunch and were hungry,” Ye Fan said, taking a napkin beside him and wiping his hands.

Feng Yueying noticed the details and exclaimed, ”Ye Fan! Why do you have blood on your hands? Injured? ”

The woman was busy grabbing Ye Fan's hand, but found that the blood was not from Ye Fan, but from outside.

”Ha ha, it's OK. I accidentally scraped it,” said Ye Fan.

Just at this time, an earthy faced backstage manager ran up, looked at Ye Fan in horror and reported, ”no! Young master

Shangguan Ling frowned: ”what's the matter?”

”Just now this man ran into our backstage and beat up all our more than 20 gladiators!” The manager said with trepidation.

”How could it be?”

”Really As soon as this guy came in, we gladiators were beaten down before they could fight back! ”

Shangguan Ling's face was black, and he glared at Ye Fan: ”surnamed Ye! What do you mean!? Is it amazing that you can play? ”

Ye Fan spread out his hands and said, ”I'm wronged. I wanted to go to the toilet, but I didn't find it. They didn't let me out, so I had to put them down.”.

Shangguan Ling Xin is bleeding. 2.8 million is nothing, but the prisoners and black market boxers he bought are all millions. If these people die in the arena, they can still earn money. But if they are disabled in the backstage, they will lose all their blood!?

The key is that it's even worse to kill them. You have to help them recover from their injuries first.

His Colosseum business lost tens of millions of dollars!

”Son of a bitch You're looking for trouble on purpose Shangguan lingsuan can see that Ye Fan's goal from the beginning is more than 2.8 million.