Bang bang and patted his chest. The Caucasian named Oslav stared at his cow-like eyes, stretched out his hairy hand, hooked his finger at Li Yifei, and said, "You have a few minutes to live, let's say your last words."

Li Yifei tilted his head and looked at the other person calmly, neither happy nor sad, as if he was watching a stupid X.

Oslav frowned and said, "Since you don't want to say it, okay, when I kill you and get the money, I will buy you a beautiful coffin, and you will be inlaid with diamonds on it. Haha, don't thank me, that's what I should do, anyway, I won't spend a lot of money!"

If there is 100 million, he can completely withdraw from the mercenary organization and find an island to live his life comfortably, without even having to worry about money.

"Haha, your wish is good." Li Yifei smiled faintly, ignored the other party, and turned his head to the stands.

The prince was already impatient. He and Sashar had signed the bet. The bet took effect immediately and was binding and was not afraid of the other party's refusal.

The prince urged: "Don't waste your quarrels with him, do something for me and beat him to death. You can get your money."

Sashar was still worried about Li Yifei, but he was so excited that he had just suppressed one billion. Now he could only choose to believe Li Yifei. When he thought of what Li Yifei did a few days ago, Sashar decided that Li Yifei might be really confident, so he encouraged Li Yifei and said, "Ying, I believe you!"

"Wait a minute!" After Li Yifei finished speaking, he reached into his pocket and took out a card from it. He shook his hand and threw it to Sashar, saying, "Since everyone has been paying money, I will also put it in some way."

No one present expected that Li Yifei would put money on him.

"How much do you press? I'll help you press, fight first!" Sashar said.

Li Yifei shook his head and said, "No, I'll do it myself. I don't know how much money there is in that card, but I want to press half of it. You can give me a certificate. After the game, I will check how much money there is. At that time, you only need to pay half of the money inside."

"Hey, boy, stop teasing, just get a card and just want to pay for money? Tell me, if you want to press a few hundred, I'll help you with the cushion." A mercenary whistled at Li Yifei and said sarcastically.

A prince laughed so hard that he took out a stack of dollars, smashed it on the table, and said, "I will win by pushing you ten thousand to win by striking this kid! But I will win by pushing that bear with a million."

Sashar held a bank card with a special shape. He recognized this bank card and knew that he could take out this kind of card, but he was not an ordinary person.

"No one stipulates how much it costs at a time, so even if there is one dollar in this card, it must be paid." Sashar said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, do you agree with this statement?"

The prince's cheeks shook, and he snorted, saying, "Acknowledge, I recognize how much money he has in this card, but the premise is that he can beat me, is this possible? Obviously it is impossible. Haha."

Sashar asked someone to take the agreement, and the two parties signed it. He signed it for Li Yifei and wrote it into the terms.

Many people took a special look at the bank card. There were many people who knew the goods here, and they knew that this kind of card was not something that ordinary people could get, but some mercenary kings could also get this kind of card, as long as they had money, it would be fine.

Have money? How much money can you have? His Highness the Prince thought disdainfully. In his heart, Li Yifei's hope of winning may be less than one percent, so even if he wins, His Highness the Prince feels that he will not compensate much.

Tens of thousands of dollars? Hundreds of thousands of dollars? Or, a little more, millions of dollars, are enough, and millions of dollars are just a fraction of the expenses of His Royal Highness in a competition.

It was not a big deal. A trace of cruelty flashed in His Highness's eyes. He could not wait to see the scene where his people tear the yellow-skinned clown to pieces.

Sashar clenched his fists. This battle was a face, but since Li Yifei had this confidence, he would also believe in the other party.

Many princes also bet on the bets, and the mercenaries who watched the fun were also betting on the bets.

Behind the princes, there were also bodyguards. One of the huge bodyguards frowned and stared at Li Yifei with a solemn expression. He always felt that Li Yifei's figure was very familiar. Although, in the eyes of Westerners, the appearance of Orientals is similar, especially the men and women in China, Japan, and South Korea, they all feel that they are not much different and have a relatively low resolution. However, this bodyguard still thinks that Li Yifei is very familiar, with height, size, and body shape...

But he couldn't remember where he had seen Li Yifei, so he just stared at Li Yifei.

In the field, Oslav could not wait. He slammed his fists together, lowered his body, and rushed towards Li Yifei with a low roar.

Seeing that his huge fist was about to hit Li Yifei, everyone outside the field held their breath, and even Sashar couldn't help but want to close his eyes. He chose to believe Li Yifei, but... don't tell me, you can't even avoid a punch. That's too bad!

This punch is extremely powerful and extremely powerful. Just talking about the attack power, if it is hit, the bones may be broken.

Li Yifei didn't do much, and there was no expression on his face. He seemed to be frightened by this punch, which almost made Sashar shout, "Do not."

His Highness the Prince's sarcastic words were ready, and he was about to blurt out.

It was at this moment that a fist, which was obviously much smaller than the other party, slowly lifted up.

Slowly, these people's eyes were not wrong. Li Yifei raised his hand without haste, clenched his fists, and collided with the punch that the other party had smashed down fiercely.

I imagined that Li Yifei would be knocked out, and even a scene of his arm being broken one after another did not appear. On the contrary, Li Yifei's fist, which was so small as the other party, did not move at all.

After the collision, Oslav flew out, accompanied by a huge cry of pain.

Oslav's arms and bones under his flesh seemed to be broken by Li Yifei's punch. His whole arm was soft. He cut four or five meters in the air, and with a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, bringing a huge dust.

Li Yifei looked as usual, as if what he did just now was not done by him, but by another person.

"Hiss..." Most of the onlookers in the audience were sucking in air conditioners. How could this be possible? How did that yellow man do it? This even violated the laws of physics!

Li Yifei was obviously standing still, and he punched the bear again. From mass, strength, and inertia, Li Yifei was all disadvantages, or even major disadvantages. How did he punch the bear in reverse?

Even the bear's arms were soft and quickly became congested and swollen.

The prince rubbed his eyes hard, confirming that the scene in front of him was real. He couldn't help but shout, "Impossible, how is this possible!"

Sashar grinned and smiled, haha, he was right, the eagle he met on the plane was indeed a strong man, a surprising person.

Winning money is a trivial matter, and even happier, Li Yifei is a strong man, and then, his man.

Sashar made a seemingly plausible Tai Chi gesture, and made a Bruce Lee-like cry.

"Have you got up, get up, beat him to death!" His Highness the Prince waved his fists and shouted at Oslav.

I'm afraid only Oslav himself knew what Li Yifei had done just now, so although he was crazy, it was even more terrifying than a wild bear, Oslav was really timid this time.

He just felt like a punch hitting the steel-cast wall, and then, the steel-cast wall suddenly exerted force and knocked him away. The pain on his arm scared Oslav. In just a moment, he had to destroy one of his arms. Is this still a human?

Watching Li Yifei slowly approaching him, Oslav used his other arm to crawl backwards and rub backwards, trying to stay away from Li Yifei.

He dared not fight anymore. This is not of the same level at all. Oslav has seen such a fierce man. He cannot defeat him by number of people or courage, because those who have left the scope of human beings are truly strong people and are circulated in myths.

Li Yifei looked at Oslav indifferently, lowered his head and asked, "Did you admit defeat?"

"I... I admit defeat, I can't beat you." Oslav thought the other party was going to kill him. When he heard Li Yifei's problem, he was stunned and shook his head and said, "I admit defeat!"

Li Yifei nodded and said, "Okay!"

Oslav didn't care about the prince's shouting at this time. Seeing Li Yifei nodding, he kept saying thank you.

His Highness the Prince was about to be so angry that no matter how he called, the other party ignored him, which made His Highness the Prince want to roll up his sleeves and fight with Li Yifei desperately.

Li Yifei turned around, faced the princes and said, "I won."

The princes were embarrassed in their hearts. Losing money is a little bit small, losing face is a big deal. No one is optimistic about Li Yifei. Suddenly, he killed Oslav, who might be the champion, with one move. Isn't this slap these princes in the face?

"Yes, you won!" Sashar ran over, patted the railing, and shouted, "Eagle, you did not disappoint me, haha."

"No, that doesn't count!" The prince shook his head suddenly. He pointed at Li Yifei angrily and said, "You must be cheating and attacking me, so this competition is not counted and invalid. If you want to win money, you must compete again."

Sashar suddenly turned around and said, "Why don't you count? Your Highness, you are looking at so many eyes. Why are my friend fooling around? He only uses his fists. How can he use other things? You are just cheating around!"
Chapter completed!