Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

There was a hint of pride on Pu Mubai's face, as if he had won the game.

Feng Yao stopped talking.

The Zombie King is the master here, and he will not be playing today, so this game will be hosted by him personally.

There is no long-winded or fancy opening remarks.

He simply announced: "The first match is the championship and runner-up match from last time."

Park Mubai tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair.

He whispered, "Sang Biao."

The man immediately stood up, spread his legs, unzipped his camouflage jacket, and took off his coat.

Indeed, just looking at his intricate muscles, his strength is inestimable.

It can be seen that Park Mubai is aiming for the first place this time.

Sang Biao's heavy footsteps brought a heavy feeling of oppression to everyone.

Liao Mang bowed and came to the first row, still polite and shy. He took off the watch on the bowl and put it in Feng Yao's hand. Feng Yao stroked the watch chain.

Liao Mang asked cautiously: "Brother Yao, I'm going."

Feng Yao held the watch and nodded slightly.

Ai Xiaoqi looked at the clean Liao Mang.

Wearing a white shirt and small trousers, he bowed elegantly and quietly and entered the octagonal cage, and Ai Xiaoqi swallowed his saliva.

This neighbor brother is a person who should not be judged by appearance. He has a commendable spirit and is not afraid of life and death.

When Liao Mang came on the court, Park Mubai's mood changed significantly, and his face became a little distorted and collapsed.

The slender fingers gripping the armrest tightened.

"Ayao, why is it Liao Mang? Isn't it Yuntian?"

Feng Yao smiled gently and put Liao Mang's watch into his pocket.

"Yuntian, I have diarrhea today."

Pu Mubai looked back at Yuntian in the back seat with a little anger.

Yuntian cooperated and held his stomach: "I'm full."

Pu Mubai was annoyed: "If you let me have this chance, will you die?"

Feng Yao pursed his lips and smiled easily: "Yes."

Ai Xiaoqi listened with his ears but his eyes were fixed on the octagonal cage.

Liao Mang looked at Sang Biao motionlessly, just like a young Tai Chi master.

Looking at Liao Mang's scholarly appearance, Sang Biao showed contempt in his eyes.

The chief steward of Fengchu also came to fill in the gaps, and he had to show mercy and leave him a chance to breathe.

Sang Biao threw a powerful punch directly at Liao Mang's face.

Ai Xiaoqi had already imagined Liao Mang's bloody face.

Unexpectedly, Liao Mang did not dodge at all, but easily grasped Sang Biao's wrist and pulled it hard. Sang Biao rolled strangely under Liao Mang's force.

After a few delicate rolls, Sang Biao broke free from Liao Mang's control and stabilized his body balance.

There was caution and surprise in his eyes.

Ai Xiaoqi felt relieved, because it turned out that Liao Mang's strengths were his wrist and hand strength.

She guessed that if Sang Biao had not reacted quickly, Liao Mang would have been able to break his bones.

Sang Biao became cautious and paced half a circle in the octagonal cage. Liao Mang was not in a hurry either, just waited for him quietly, with an innocent look on his face. He wanted to smile politely, but felt something was wrong with his cute expression.

After a while, Sang Biao changed his strategy and defeated Liao Mang.

The corners of Ai Xiaoqi's lips slowly rose. It turned out that Liao Mang was the big liar who pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger.

Liao Mang's footwork was incredibly fast, flexible and varied. Sang Biao's thick legs couldn't reach him at all, and he took advantage of the opportunity to grab his ankle and make him fall more than a dozen times.

A blush appeared on Sang Biao's fleshy face. He attacked frantically to cover up his embarrassment, but ended up turning into a rolling ball.

Liao Mang ran and pinched slowly, like a child who had done something wrong, and looked at Pu Mubai and Feng Yao with guilt from time to time.

Lu Hao and Lu Nan couldn't help but laugh secretly. They didn't expect Liao Mang to be so powerful.

Lu Ying muttered quietly: "This is too embarrassing, are you playing with monkeys?"

Only Li Wenchang and his brothers looked serious.

Usually, Ai Xiaoqi said that they still had a long way to go and needed to train hard. In fact, they were a little unconvinced in their hearts because the brothers were retired elites from China's special forces.

Now looking at the two people in the octagon, it would only take a breath for either of them to defeat them.

Ai Xiaoqi leaned closer to Feng Yao.

Feng Yao immediately moved his head over and put his cheek against Ai Xiaoqi to listen to her soft whisper.

Ai Xiaoqi covered her pink lips and whispered: "How can Liao Mang be so powerful!"

Feng Yao pursed his lips proudly and teased Ai Xiaoqi: "I'm better than Amang."

Ai Xiaoqi snorted disdainfully: "Humph, Feng Yao, that big guy just bullied me..."

Before Ai Xiaoqi could continue speaking, she felt Feng Yao's coldness and murderous intent.

The smile disappeared from Feng Yao's face, and his eyes were as sticky and deep as the bottom of a pool.

"He dares to bully Xiaoqi. I will destroy him in a moment."

A Desert Eagle appeared in Feng Yao's hand, and Feng Yao lowered his head to check the bullets.

Ai Xiaoqi asked carefully: "Can you kill him?"

Feng Yao: “Yeah!”

Ai Xiaoqi smiled slyly.

"Then I'll give him a ride."

Pu Mubai was so angry at the cat-and-mouse game between the two people in the octagonal cage that he was fuming.

He slapped the armrest hard and said in a low voice: "Give up."

Sang Biao was in a state of embarrassment and sat back next to Pu Mubai shamelessly.

Liao Mang's white shirt was also a little untidy, mostly soaked with sweat. He wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeves and came to Feng Yao, who handed him a bottle of water.

"Want to take a break?"

Liao Mang took a sip of water and shook his head shyly: "It's okay, no need."

Pu Mubai became even angrier and turned his face away.

Feng Yao signaled the Zombie King to start.

"The second game, last time champion and third place."

Liao Mang was still drinking water elegantly.

Ai Xiaoqi stood up, grabbed the hem of the white T-shirt with both hands and pulled it upwards, then threw the white T-shirt to Daoye.

The white wide waistband reveals a perfect white waist and a perfect mermaid line.

The pure Barbie with a hot body, Feng Yao's mouth twitched, why did you expose so much and didn't even want to show it to me.

Daoye was now unable to use his strength, so he could only gather his strength and roar in a low voice: "Big devil, come on."

Ai Xiaoqi gave him a big, bright smile.

Feng Yao asked nervously: "Xiao Qi, what are you doing?"

Ai Xiaoqi raised the corners of her lips, revealing her pearly teeth: "Participate in the boxing match."

Liao Mang held the water bottle and pressed the pause button.

Ai Xiaoqi is going to have a boxing match, is it with me?

He has seen the video of Ai Xiaoqi beating Park Mijin and Yuntian. Ai Xiaoqi is very strong, but that does not prove that he is his opponent.

The most important thing is, does he dare to hit her? Can he win? Brother Yao...what should I do?

Liao Mang finally came to his senses.

He stammered, "Brother Yao... I... I can't beat Miss Ai... I want to... admit defeat."

Feng Yao looked at Liao Mang and nodded without hesitation.

"it is good."

Lu Hao couldn't hold back his triumphant smile. It looked like Feng Yao had let him win.

Sang Biao was also stunned for a while. The bunny girl he met randomly turned out to be his boxing opponent, and her figure was amazing.

Feng Yao looked at Pu Mubai with cold eyes: "Mubai, are you still going to fight?"

Although it was a question, the answer was obvious, which made Park Mubai withdraw automatically.

Pu Mubai was speechless. Did Feng Yao take the wrong medicine? Such a big thing made Liao Mang admit defeat, and he also took himself with him.

Liao Mang admitted defeat, Sang Biao withdrew from the competition, and he remained in last place. So what was he doing here?

This transaction is bigger than all the previous ones combined. He came here to become the largest shareholder, but he has already lost to Liao Mang. What does Feng Yao mean by this?

If Sang Biao defeats Miss Ai, he can still be the second, owning 30% of the shares, 10 percentage points, and a huge amount of 100 billion yuan.

He was reluctant to give up.