"Yeah, I'm listening!"

The smart Ye Chenfeng immediately pretended to be listening.

Iga Leng Fei looked ahead without even looking at Ye Chenfeng, and continued: "This is my favorite place and the place I hate the most. I came here half a year ago. Like many of my peers, I have no food to eat, no water to drink, and only cruel training and confrontation.

The desire to survive forced me to get in touch with blood, and blood became the only thing I could live. In half a year, I changed from an ordinary person to the god of killing in everyone's mind now."

Ye Chenfeng was completely shocked, and Iga Lengfei actually revealed her worries?

Iga Lengfei must have had a lot of pain in the past six months. Ye Chenfeng empathized with this kind of training.

So what was her former identity?

Ye Chenfeng developed a hint of curiosity!

In fact, it was not only Ye Chenfeng who was shocked, but also Iga Lengfei herself was shocked by herself. She said so much to a man for the first time.

"Don't worry, your father's illness is on me!"

Ye Chenfeng patted his chest and said.

Iga Lengfei slowly turned her head, tears in her eyes, without words, but Ye Chenfeng still felt a hint of gratitude.

"Don't thank me, can you give me some food first?"

Foodies always have only delicious food in their eyes.

If this sentence was said in front of other women, it would definitely be a giggle, but this person was Lengfei Iga, who just rolled his eyes helplessly.

But if her subordinates knew about this, they would definitely be stunned. The lady would roll her eyes and act cute. The sun came out from the south?

"The bet is over, the game is about to begin. Today, the two sides of the battle are Assassin Cold Noodles and Ghost Star. Assassin Cold Noodles have won 99 consecutive games. As long as you win another game, you can enter the God-style Arena Yum Club..."

The radio began to introduce both parties. Ye Chenfeng naturally didn't want to listen to this guy's random competition, so he turned off the speaker button, and now he became much cleaner.

Soon, two figures appeared under the floor-to-ceiling window in front of me. Due to the location problem, I could see clearly.

The man who came out on the left was thin, wearing a wide black robe and a black ghost mask on his face. His shape was very similar to that of the Western swordsman. The man who came out on the right was wearing a camouflage vest, revealing his knotted muscles. As for the white mask on his face, he had a white mask on his face.

Damn, isn't this Xingyuan Hiroji?

Suddenly Ye Chenfeng discovered that this guy was the personal bodyguard beside the prophet.

It turns out that this guy disappeared and has been hiding here. Who can find this?

Even though he was wearing a mask, Ye Chenfeng still recognized it.

Ye Chenfeng was shocked, but he felt like he could find it without any effort in searching.

A smile flashed across his lips. When it was over, he must bring this guy back.

“Where did these fighters come from?”

Ye Chenfeng had to ask Iga Lengfei about her doubts.

Iga Leng Fei glanced at him: "This is no different from ordinary underground black fist. Some people with strength can participate. Some people may want to improve their fighting skills through battles. Some people may want to make money, but the unlimited fighting match requires signing a life-and-death agreement. For example, today's game, but here, the information of every fighter is kept confidential!"
Chapter completed!