In the life of a rich man, Li Yifei stood behind his back and automatically stood behind. This is where the bodyguards and mercenaries stayed. Almost all European and American faces, or niggers, each with big arms and round waists, and tiger backs and bear waists. Li Yifei is already strong enough, but he still looks very "petty" in front of these people.

Of course, if you really want to fight, these people together are not enough for Li Yifei to solve the problem with one hand, so it may not be useful if you grow strong.

In the eyes of these people, Li Yifei seemed to have an extra sheep in the wolves, so these people looked at Li Yifei a little unfriendly.

Li Yifei did not show any sharpness. He just smiled faintly at the unfriendly eyes of these people, narrowed his eyes and watched the group of princes and princes in the distance greetings.

Li Yifei was low-key, but someone came to make trouble on purpose. A big black man hugged his arm and hit Li Yifei with his shoulder, and said with a wicked smile: "Hey, yellow monkey, which unit are you from?"

When the big black man collided, he used his strength, as if he wanted to knock Li Yifei out and make him look ugly, but just as the big black man touched Li Yifei's shoulder, Li Yifei's body shook rapidly, and there was a slight swing. He took the initiative to collide with the big black man. In the eyes of outsiders, the big black man was still hitting Li Yifei.

A huge rebound force hit the big man's body. With a thud, the big man felt as if he was hitting a wall made of steel. Half of his body became numb in an instant. He fell backwards to the ground, covered his shoulders, and howled in his mouth.

Li Yifei looked at the big man with a blank look on his face, as if he didn't understand what had happened just now, and seemed so innocent.

The mercenaries and bodyguards around were a little stunned, and the few who were smiling the most were also smiling. Of course, these big-skinned and round-waisted killing machines could not believe that the big black man fell down because he had bumped into something wrong with him. It must be the cause of the yellow-skinned East Asian man in front of him.

"Boy, you're very good. Let's see you later." A strong white man with Hei Da came over and pulled Hei Da up, threatening Li Yifei.

Li Yifei smiled and said, "Go away, don't send me off."

The strong white man pulled Hei Da's man away. Before leaving, Hei Da's man glared at Li Yifei with resentment.

These people are hired by the princes and will participate in the competition for a while. Everyone feels that they should be the strongest, so no one will accept each other, and they will not feel that they are worse than others.

"What happened?" Sashar heard the voice and walked over and asked.

Li Yifei shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"You!" Sashar heard some vaguely, glanced at the people around him, and said, "This is my friend, please give me the key point."

"Haha, Your Highness, we don't disrespect him."

"That's right, but I'm employed by Prince Chahar, and you may not be able to care about me unless your price is higher than him."

"Kul, you're a damn robbery. You dare to threaten a prince. I think you're tired of living."

A group of mercenaries started to clamor. Sashar glared at him, cursed the damn guys in his heart, and said to Li Yifei: "Ying, you and me, don't pay attention to these silly big men. They can do nothing except fight and shoot."

Li Yifei shook his head and said, "It's okay, Your Highness, you're busy with yours, I'm not bad here."

Staying among these Qiu Ba, Li Yifei seemed to return to the arena of the special forces competition. Of course, Li Yifei and his comrades made great efforts when they won. But now, Li Yifei's strength is already very different from that before, so he naturally would not regard these people as opponents.

Sashar stubbornly pulled Li Yifei away. A few things have made Sashar look up to Li Yifei in his heart, so he will not let him stay with these rough men.

He pulled him to the pile of princes. Someone looked at Li Yifei curiously. Sashar introduced that Li Yifei was a noble guest from China. His friend was a man who could survive a kind of eagle named Hai Dongqing, and a real man who was not afraid of tigers and leopards.

A prince looked at Li Yifei with fun, laughed, and said, "Are you a real man? Sashar, when did you like this kind of tune?"

Sashar stared at the other party and pointed at him and said, "Berbis, if you speak like this again, don't say that I don't miss my brotherhood."

"Haha, sorry, dear Brother Sashar, you know I prefer to joke, without any malice." Bobbis, who is obviously not as strong as Sashar, beat him up and apologized half-truely.

After a while, everyone came to the back of the villa. A field had been built here, which was a platform half the size of a basketball court.

A group of princes sat here, some stood eagles in their hands, some held tigers and leopards, some surrounded by hot-bodied beauties, and some were rich in gold and silver.

Li Yifei and Sashar sat together, remained silent, and listened to the princes talking.

Some people talk about women, some talk about luxury goods, and some talk about business. Unfortunately, Li Yifei didn't hear what he wanted to hear about oil business.

These competitions have a winning start, with the small ones weighing millions, tens of millions, and the large ones weighing hundreds of millions. When Li Yifei saw a prince, he directly defeated his own people and won by 100 million US dollars. Others also followed suit, and even those mercenaries, bodyguards, etc. would also defeat him.

With the odds of one to one, Sashar also happily suppressed a few moves. He also brought people to participate in the competition today. He was also on the sidelines. Sashar pointed at a person whose head was not tall but whose muscles exploded all over his body and said to Li Yifei: "Yao, what do you think of this person?"

"No, good eyesight." Li Yifei glanced at him and said.

Sashar turned his head and said, "It's just that he has a good look? The person I'm looking for today is the soldier king of the Cobra army and the champion of the personal fighting competition. Although he has retired for several years, he has been a mercenary for many years and has never lost his skills."

Li Yifei said: "Haha, it's indeed better than many people here, but just like a real eagle may not be big in shape, and having more muscles may not necessarily mean being powerful. Like a few strong ones over there, it will be useless."

Sashar smiled and said, "You are right, but I remember the Hai Dongqing you mentioned, but he is very big. You said that he is the most powerful eagle."

"Because that is Hai Dongqing, the only one in the world, and other eagles do not have that strength."

As a country where eagles are the country birds, national totems, and even coins are printed on eagles, it is also a unique courage to say that Haidongqing is the strongest in front of a prince. Several princes next to him looked over when they heard the sound and looked at Li Yifei.

Everyone will also bring some friends to the competition, so it is not strange that an East Asian face appears, but when he mentions the eagle, these princes are a little unhappy.

At this time, the off-court game had already begun, and the princes ignored Li Yifei. At the beginning, it was just a warm-up match, and the highlights were all behind. Everyone could pay for each game. After one game, the winning or losing money would be settled. The opening was the owner of this private manor, a prince uncle of Sashar.

Before each game, Sashar would ask Li Yifei who he is optimistic about. Li Yifei said it casually, and Sashar would follow the pressure and actually won four or five games in a row, earning a small income of 18 million US dollars.

Of course I was happy to win the money. Sashar directly brought the most expensive wine and invited the princes present to drink.

The princes were happy to win and lost, while the mercenaries on the field were even more excited, shouting loudly and shouting, the losers were resentful, and the winners were extremely arrogant.

These people have become thugs, like slaves fighting desperately in the ancient Colosseum thousands of years ago. Li Yifei narrowed his eyes and looked at everything in front of him.

Soon, more than ten games passed, and the princes sent their strongest men to participate in the battle. In the end, a few people fought to the end. A prince stood up and shouted at his men: "Kill these people and you can take away ten million dollars!"

Another prince also stood up and shouted, "What, if you win, you will take it away with ten million dollars. In addition, I will give you a few beauties."

Several princes who were still on the court shouted out their own prices, which stimulated their subordinates to become even more crazy.

With the stimulation of money, these people became even more crazy, screaming one by one.

The remaining six people on the field were indeed not the tallest and strongest, as Li Yifei expected, but when fighting, they made very ruthless moves, and they were all real killing skills, so their opponents were also very miserable. They broke their legs and had an arm, but were not lucky. They were so angry that they vomited blood and fell into a coma.

The scene was bloody, but it was within acceptable range. Sashar's subordinate also stayed on the court. As Li Yifei expected, several opponents were easily defeated by him.

Li Yifei saw the figure of a cobra on him, and he was neat and ruthless.

Sashar waved to his subordinate, called the other party over, and said, "You win, I will give you freedom and legal identity, but only if you want to win."

The other party was obviously a little stunned. After a few seconds, he pursed his lips, nodded slightly, and said, "Document."

"Haha. Go." Sashar smiled smugly, and after sitting down, he said to Li Yifei: "Do you know why he is my subordinate?"

Li Yifei shook his head, and Sashar continued: "He killed people in the army because he suffered from war syndrome. After he woke up, he sneaked out and was discovered by my people. When the disease broke out, he would be very crazy and terrible."
Chapter completed!