Chapter 1083

s stomach. Then, his whole body seemed to become like a ball, flying out far away before crashing heavily to the ground.An eerie silence fell over the entire venue. Everyone was stunned.Qin Yi witness..."Song Huayi, what do you think you are Do you have the qualifications to call me your brother"

Yuwen Bin sneered coldly: "If you want to protect this kid, then wait to die with him!"

"You..."

Song Hua was furious: "A coward who doesn't even dare to return to his family, dares to threaten me"

Yuwen Bin gave Song Huayi a disdainful glance, then his eyes fell on Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, if you have any last words, you better get them out now! After tonight, there will be no chance."

Having said that, he turned and left.

That day, the elderly man in Tang suit who saved him also left with him.

"Damn! What the hell!"

Song Huayi's face was full of anger.

“

"Brother Yang, I'm so sorry. I didn't expect that you and Wenbin would know each other and have such a deep grudge. If I had known earlier, I definitely wouldn't have brought you to meet him." Song Hua acted quickly to explain.

I have to admit, Song Huayi's performance is good. At least for now, Yang Chen can't see any flaws, he seems to really not know about the relationship between Yang Chen and Yuwen Bin.

But what Yang Chen couldn't understand was why Song Huayi would do such a thing.

He should be clear, the elderly man in Tang suit behind Yu Wenbin is no slouch.

Such a powerful being is not someone the Eight Gates of Yan can handle.

Doesn't he fear that the entire Song family will be implicated because of him

"It's fine!" Yang Chen said calmly.

Song Huayi sighed.

He said with a bored expression, "This is the most popular place in the Golden Club, known as the Tower of Death."

Here, there are several bouts held every day. Every contestant who steps onto the stage must sign a death agreement.

"All those who can persist to the end will receive a very generous reward."

The amount of daily bonus varies and is calculated based on the profit earned in the Death Tower each day.

Because only the ultimate victor receives the prize money each day, the prize money is very substantial. Under normal circumstances, the ultimate victor of a daily ring tournament can receive tens of millions in prize money.

Besides the daily arena, there are also weekly arena, monthly arena,

Annual ring competition.

And as the tournament progresses, the prize money for the eventual champion becomes increasingly substantial.

"It is rumored that the annual champion can receive hundreds of millions in prize money."

After hearing what Song Huayi said, Yang Chen finally understood why he felt the aura of so many top-notch experts here.

Such a generous prize, even top players would be attracted to it.

And today is the annual championship of Black Dragon Club, many world-top financial groups will come here to watch the game.

"Only the strongest who survive tonight's ring fight will receive invitations from top-tier global corporations."

Then Song Huayi continued, “So tonight, here, we will meet

Many true masters."

Yang Chen looked deeply at Song Huayi and suddenly asked, "You brought me here, it shouldn't be just to watch the game, right"

Song Huayi couldn't have imagined Yang Chen would suddenly say something like that.

After a brief moment of surprise, Song Huayi no longer hesitated and nodded, saying, "I need your help!"

Yang Chen sneered: "The favor you asked me to do, I'm afraid it's not simple, is it"

Song Huayi’s face was a little embarrassed. After a long silence, he gritted his teeth and said, “I guarantee, as long as Mr. Yang can help me get tonight’s championship, you can have anything you want!”

"You really have high expectations for me," Yang Chen said with a sarcastic smile.

(The End)

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