"Can Brother Wang win?"

There was a noisy sound in the hall.

Xiaolan in the crowd clenched her fists, held her breath, stood on tiptoe, and looked at Wang Jingfu on the ring.

Beside her was a man in gray cloth, with his head slightly lowered, and at first glance, he seemed to be submissive, but his eyes occasionally swept through the nearby exits and the evolutionists in the opposite camp.

"Tian Ji's horse racing." Mo Yun felt something.

He knew this strategy was probably to divide his staff into three levels according to his strength, so that the weakest would consume the strongest ones, and to ensure that the other two would definitely win.

But the premise of this strategy is that Yu Xiuran has absolute confidence in the other two people appearing.

Why should he have such confidence?

Mo Yun looked around and saw that the number of evolvers on the opposite side was significantly better than that on this side. Although Yu Xiuran won the support of many people, most of these people were ordinary people and there was no question of how much combat power they had.

Relying on a few evolutionists, it is impossible to be an opponent of the leader's group.

"His one other support?" Huang Yingwei seemed to be thinking about the same thing as Mo Yun.

"The leader cannot really decide the ownership of the shelter based on the winner and lose in the ring match. As the guy on the other side said, this competition has no meaning from the beginning." Mo Yun narrowed his eyes, "Then Yu Xiuran must also have his own trump card, what would it be?"

"No matter what he is, it has nothing to do with us anyway." Huang Yingwei simply sat on the ground and said casually.

"That's true." Mo Yun nodded.

At this time, the battle between the two on the ring also began.

On one side is Wang Jingfu, and on the other side is the evolver named Miao Fu. The two fight back and forth.

But Mo Yun could see that as soon as the two of them started, Wang Jingfu was at a disadvantage and was just struggling to support him now.

To be honest, the fight between these two was unruly. It was more like a gangster fight than a competition.

Miao Fu on the opposite side was obviously better at finding the opponent's key points than Wang Jingfu. He basically attacked his chest, chin, and under his abdomen with one punch and one kick. He was extremely cruel.

About two minutes later, Wang Jingfu groaned and was kicked in the chest by the opponent. He was kicked out of the ring.

"Brother Wang!" Xiaolan screamed.

In her opinion, Wang Jingfu is already a very strong evolutionist. He should be confident and confident in winning, but now...

Just a few minutes later, he fell directly from the ring.

This is obviously not a good start.

If, if you really lose...

A bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart, and she turned to look at the two strange young men next to her. She saw that there was no expression on their faces, as if they didn't care about Wang Jingfu's defeat, so her heart became cold again.

Mo Yun saw Xiaolan's expression and movements, and could probably guess what she was worried about, but he was not interested in explaining to her, but continued to calmly watch the development of the situation.

"Just at your level?" Miao Fu spat at Wang Jingfu under the ring, with disdain on his face, "If I take the knife, you will not survive for a minute."

"In the first game, the second game, the third game, the second game, the third game, the second game, the second game, the second game, the second game."

Yu Xiuran helped Wang Jingfu, who had fallen to the ground, raised his pale face and said with a gloomy face.

"Oh? Weapon? Are you confident that you can beat us?" Miao Fu looked at Yu Xiuran opposite him, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking forward to something.

Yu Xiuran didn't talk much nonsense, so he quickly turned around and looked at an evolutionist in the corner wearing black armor leaning against the wall, "Yan Xinyuan, it's your turn to take action."

"Who?" an evolutionist exclaimed, "Yan Xinyuan? Isn't he the leader who is best at sword skills? How could he get along with Yu Xiuran?"

"Impossible..."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd immediately.

Miao Fu, who was standing on the ring, also changed his face and asked sternly: "Yan Xinyuan, when did you collude with Yu Xiuran?"

"This time, is it still you? Are you going to fight me?" The man named Yan Xinyuan nodded slightly to Yu Xiuran, then walked onto the ring calmly and stood opposite Miao Fu.

"Haha..." Miao Fu was silent for a moment, "Yes, it's me still this game."

"Then," Yan Xinyuan was also silent for a moment, "I admit defeat."

"What?"

"ah!"

The audience was shocked. A noise sounded.

The evolvers opposite us burst into a wave of surprise and ridicule, while among the ordinary people here, there was a noise of surprise and fear.

"How could this happen..." Xiaolan's face turned pale, and her body couldn't help trembling.

Although she didn't know much about the overall situation, she at least knew that the opponent won two games in three games and had lost!

Lost, really lost...

A deep feeling of sorrow arose in her heart. Could it be that this is the only way for her fate?

Are these evolvers really superior to them and there is really no room for anything else?

Her expression was like the sky after the sun set, and it quickly became darker.

"Sorry, Yu Xiuran."

Yan Xinyuan on the ring turned around and looked at Yu Xiuran and his men standing in a daze below the stage. "What I said before, the words I hated the leader to the core are all fake. The leader ordered me to get in with you, secretly investigate your actions, and eventually gave you a fatal blow."

Yan Xinyuan took off his cover and showed a calm face: "Now, on the generator and the grain warehouse, all the people you sent out should be dead. Your plan has completely failed. Just surrender, at least you can still get a complete body."

"You..." Yu Xiuran's lips trembled, his face turned pale, and he took a few steps back one after another, "Then what you said, the affairs of the leader and your wife... are they fake?"

"...It has nothing to do with you." Yan Xinyuan lowered his head, pulled out a shiny steel knife from behind, aimed the blade at Yu Xiuran, and expressed his attitude.

He stood on the side of the leader.

"Hahahahaha!" Looking at Yan Xinyuan who suddenly rebelled, Miao Fu laughed out loud, "Is this your plan? Want to control power generation equipment and grain warehouses? Want to use these to threaten us? It's ridiculous and pitiful... Do you think the leader's business for so many years will be found by people like you?"

Behind the stage, Yu Xiuran was silent.

Whether it is an evolver or an ordinary person, his face has changed.

They have realized that they have failed.

Miao Fu smiled on the ring for a while, and his expression suddenly changed: "If you only prepare these, then you can die."
Chapter completed!