"Is that bastard willing to die?" Smiling Tiger said while laughing.

The God of Plague next to him replied: "It seems to be a gangster from Nancang before. The specific situation doesn't seem to be very clear, but one thing is that this guy is definitely looking for death."

I just heard Smiling Tiger Tang Qing say with a smile: "It seems we are going to make money again this time."

Nawen didn't smile, but he said with excitement on his face: "Yes, but the only regret is that that guy will definitely die before he can survive one round."

Tang Qing squinted his eyes and thought for a while and said: "Well, in order to improve the efficiency of this boxing match, you go tell Sonny and the others and let them play with that guy who doesn't know how to live or die for a while, or, for a while,

It would be boring to be beaten to death when you come up."

"Well, in this case, I think it might be better. And it would be easier for us to explain to Boss Long over there," said the God of Plague.

Tang Qing's face turned pale. For some reason, when the God of Plague mentioned that Boss Long, Tang Qing felt uncomfortable.

Just listen to Tang Qing say: "Go and notify Boss Long and the others that more goods have arrived and prepare to place bets."

The God of Plague asked: "Now?"

"Well, it's best to inform Boss Long as soon as possible."

"OK."

"Hey... what do you think these bastards are thinking? Do they have to be beaten to death early to be willing to do it?"

The God of Plague did not answer, and a very evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the prison, Yang Hua was seen sitting there silently, with Hu Zi and 17 sitting next to him.

17 Huzi looked helplessly at Yang Hua with his eyes closed. They didn’t know what Yang Hua was thinking in his heart at the moment. They just couldn’t figure out why he wanted to die like this? Facing powerful forces

Several foreign boxers, aren't they going to die openly?

"Yang Hua, I think you should think about it first if you want to challenge Sonny and the others." Huzi, who was listening to one side, said with a frown.

17 also had a heavy look on his face, looking at Yang Hua with his eyes closed.

Yang Hua slowly opened his eyes, looked at Huzi, and smiled lightly: "Huzi, don't worry, I will be fine."

"But..." Huzi wanted to say more but was stopped by 17 on the side.

I just heard 17, who still had the demeanor of a general who was calm in the face of danger, said: "Now that Yang Hua has made up his mind, I think we should not let others' ambitions destroy our own prestige. Yang Hua, we will definitely wait for you to avenge the brothers in the black prison.

Waiting for you to avenge Qinglong."

Yang Hua looked at 17, smiled slightly, and nodded.

Only one side of Huzi's face was full of suspicion.

"You have a good rest here first. Huzi and I won't disturb you for now. After all, the game will start tomorrow." 17 stood up and said.

Huzi had no choice but to follow 17 and stand up.

Yang Hua looked at the two of them gratefully without saying a word, and the two slowly walked out of the cell.

Not far away, Huzi frowned and said: "Brother, why do you want Yang Hua to participate? Isn't this going to die?"

Just listen to 17 say slowly: "How do you know that Yang Hua will definitely die if he goes there?"

As soon as his words came out, Huzi was stunned.

Huzi was a little stunned, but still said: "You can't even beat me, brother. Muay Thai boxer Sonny, if Yang Hua goes, isn't he going to die?"

I heard 17 suddenly shake his head.

His eyes flashed and he said: "Huzi, you are wrong this time. Let me tell you, Yang Hua now is definitely not the Yang Hua he was three months ago."

"Brother, what do you mean? What do you mean the Yang Hua now is not the Yang Hua three months ago? I think he is still the same person." Hu Zi said honestly.

I saw 17 laughing.

"He hasn't changed. He is definitely still our brother Yang Hua, but one thing about him has changed." 17 said.

"What has changed?" the honest and honest Huzi asked even more confused.

17 said calmly: "His power, by the way, Huzi, do you still remember the situation when Yang Hua first entered the black prison?"

Huzi touched his head and thought for a while and said, "Remember, I remember that when I first saw him, I felt that this guy was a little scholar."

"That's right, Huzi, how is Yang Hua's health you see now?" 17 asked again.

When he said this, Huzi seemed to suddenly understand and said with a smile: "Brother, are you saying that Yang Hua's strength has changed?"

"Yes, brother, if you didn't tell me, you would probably have forgotten it. I remember that when Yang Hua first entered the black prison, two men could knock him down. But yesterday, he was able to kill three people in just one round. And the most important thing is that

What's more, he also received a heavy punch from Sonny." Huzi finally came to his senses and said.

I saw 17 also had the same pleased expression. Judging from Yang Hua's actions yesterday, Yang Hua was indeed beyond his strength. This was undeniable. 17 was deeply puzzled. He really didn't know what Yang Hua was doing.

What happened to Hua in the House of the Dead that made him become so powerful in just three months?

In the dim prison, a figure was seen running toward the infirmary of the prison at an extremely fast speed.

The black shadow's movements were extremely agile, like a cat, light and fast.

In an instant, he passed several prison guards patrolling with guns.

When we were approaching the door of the infirmary, there were two prison guards guarding it. One was smoking there, and the other was leaning against the wall with a leisurely look on his face.

But at this moment, the dark shadow slowly stopped. Looking carefully, it turned out that the dark shadow was Yang Hua. I wonder why he came to the infirmary so late?

Could it be that he is looking for Bai Xiaodie again?

I saw him looking around. Suddenly, he lowered his body and leaned over to crawl towards the wall on the left. The wall was about two meters high. Yang Hua climbed behind the wall. A gecko climbed up the wall very quickly.

He climbed up the two-meter-high wall, jumped over, and entered the infirmary.

Although the infirmary after the fire last time has been slightly renovated, it is still empty, as if it has been abandoned for a long time. Yang Hua looked around and walked forward cautiously, only to see the empty infirmary.

, the infirmary that used to have about twenty beds lined up in a row now has no one at all, and there are some medicine bottles and some dirty sundries thrown inside. It is obvious that prisoners are rarely treated in this place anymore.

Yang Hua looked at these, his face suddenly wrinkled, and murmured to himself: "Where is Bai Xiaodie? Where has she been?"

The silent infirmary seemed a little desolate. No one could give him an answer. Only the cold wind blew through the window and gently blew on his resolute face. He couldn't help but shiver all over, and he quickly walked out of the infirmary.

Go, and after a while, the entire figure has disappeared into the darkness.

The next day is undoubtedly a big day for all the prisoners in the black jail.

Because their bets are huge.

Although those bets are small items, such as cigarettes, jewelry, and other miscellaneous things, for the prisoners in the black prison, these are all their belongings.

But the only regret is that all these people are betting that Yang Hua can be knocked down in a few moves and killed in a few moves.

Today's first challenge is Hercules, George.

And the other Jack the Ripper, the terrorist Anluyev, and the Muay Thai boxer Sonny didn't even come. They were still staying leisurely on the sheep field. For them, Yang Hua just had

He was a bloody but brainless fool, so even if they went there, it would be of no avail. The result would be the same after all, that is, they would definitely be beaten to death by Hercules George.

They knew Hercules' power and had seen Hercules' murderous methods, so they were relieved.

For many people, Yang Hua is undoubtedly a suicidal challenge at this moment. Although they all hope in their hearts that someone in the black prison can defeat these outside boxers, to be honest, they do not put their hope in Yang Hua.

At this moment, Yang Hua slowly walked out of the prison, accompanied by Huzi and 17.

The group of prisoners following behind him were not cheering for Yang Hua at all, they were clearly there to watch the fun.

Hu Zi next to him had a sullen face, obviously very dissatisfied with these prisoners. He wanted to curse them several times, but was stopped by 17 many times. Only Yang Hua in front still looked indifferent.

He had no expression at all at this moment, and he didn't care at all when faced with the cynicism of the prisoners.

Because he has always firmly remembered the advice given to him by Bai Songren when he was in the House of the Dead: At any time, it is a taboo not to be in chaos when the enemy is not in control.

The life-and-death boxing ring was dimly lit at the moment, and the lights were bright, and on the central ring stood a giant-like figure, Hercules George, who was hitting himself with heavy punches and kept talking in his mouth.

The roar made the whole place burst into excitement.

All the seats below the stage have been filled. The four warehouses that were originally divided into east, west, north and south have now been removed from the iron railings. There is no longer a barrier between the prisoners, but the noise is even more harsh.

When Yang Hua walked in, everyone was quiet for a few seconds and looked at this guy who was overestimating his abilities. After a few seconds, they all laughed loudly.

"Go away, don't die in the ring and embarrass us in the prison."

"Hey, I thought he was a character like Qinglong, something interesting, but I didn't expect him to be a loser. I really lost my fun."

"Yeah, I don't think that kid can last even a minute, what do you think?"

"You have to get down in one round."

The contemptuous sounds coming from under the ring reached the ears of Yang Hua and Hu Zi one by one.

Huzi had an angry look on his face, as if he was about to explode at any time, and 17 next to him also had a sullen face. Obviously these words had a huge impact on him. Although he tried his best to stay calm and believed that Yang Hua could definitely win, in the end he still felt

Can't help but waver, can Yang Hua really hold on?
Chapter completed!