Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Seeing Li Mo's calm posture, Jem's flustered heart finally calmed down slowly. Knowing Li Mo's identity from the boss, he will definitely not put himself in danger, it is completely unnecessary. He is so calm and composed, he must have a well-thought-out plan.

"Mr. Qin, the first game without rules is about to start."

Jem's attitude at this moment has turned 180 degrees. There is no way, Li Mo is his life-saving straw, and whether he can continue to flourish depends on whether he can make a move.

Li Mo withdrew his Taijiquan posture, and his heart remained calm all the time. For him, this life-and-death crisis is far less urgent than the horror of the tsunami that year.

Li Mo sat on the sofa, and the 100-inch big screen in front of him broadcast the real-time situation on the battle stage. He could see crazy people standing around the arena, and everyone was waving stacks of money in their hands.

What they are looking for here is the kind of spiritual and sensory stimulation, and soon the first game of both players will be on the stage one by one. One of them was 1.8 meters tall, with a burly body, full of tendons, and long hair, but his eyes were full of coldness while walking.

The other opponent had the same expression, but he was even more burly, with a long scar on his chest, I don't know when it was left, but his naked upper body gave people a more savage and wild feeling.

The battle hadn't even started yet, and the evil aura radiating from the scene could be felt through the screen.

The bell of death finally rang, and the two immediately fought each other with fists and kicks. Most of them were attacking and counterattacking, but not many were blindly defending. So he punched to the flesh, blood gushed out of his face immediately, and all the stands around him roared crazily.

Li Mo looked at the time. Two minutes had passed, and the attack speed of both sides began to slow down. After all, continuous explosions were impossible. The next competition was perseverance. Whoever could persevere to the end would win.

"Mr. Jem, do you prefer red or black?"

"Judging from their previous battle results, anyone is likely to win, and there is no obvious gap in overall strength. At this time, whoever is more flexible in stature may have a greater chance of winning."

Although Jem hasn't played in person, he has his own ideas after watching too much.

Li Mo acquiesced to his point of view. Judging from their moving figures, the number of heavy blows received by the red side became less and less.

After another two minutes of confrontation, Hei Fang's burly figure finally fell into a daze, and the red party seized the opportunity to punch him hard, and fell to the ground, unable to struggle anymore.

The referee came forward and counted, and then declared the red team the winner.

Among the crowd watching around, some people were pleasantly surprised and some were sad. The former must have hit the red side.

The fallen one was carried down on a stretcher for treatment, while the still-collapsed Hongfang was also slowly walked off the battle stage with the help of two people, coughing up blood while walking, but it looked like his lungs had been seriously injured. Winning this time is also fighting with life.

"Mr. Qin, the second round will start in ten minutes."

"Mr. Jem, how much stronger is that mad bear than the two of them?"

Jem thought for a moment and said, "They can all be knocked out in about two minutes."

It took two minutes to knock him out, so his overall strength was not as strong as imagined, Li Mo sneered in his heart. The mad bear was two meters tall, and the tendons all over his body were as strong as iron plates. The chest is covered with chest hair, and if it really goes crazy, it is no different from a real bear. And sometimes the difference in height will not form an overwhelming advantage, but will affect the explosion of his strength and slow down his reaction speed.

The second game was even more exciting. Their offense and defense were more interesting than the first game, at least they looked good, instead of blindly fighting with their lives to see who could resist the most.

"Mr. Jem, turn off the TV, there's nothing to watch."

Li Mo ordered, closed his eyes and sat on the sofa, adjusting his breathing and heartbeat.

Jem quickly turned off the TV, and the room fell silent immediately.

In another huge hidden room, more than a dozen super rich people gathered in it. They drank champagne while watching the huge cast screen live broadcast.

"We won the first game, but we made a mistake in the second game. After the two games, we maintained a balance. Whether we can have a huge harvest depends on the next third game." James tapped lightly with his left hand. Hitting the armrest of the sofa, "Everyone, even if we lose in the third game, we can afford it. But if we win by chance, that's ten times the rate of return. So before the result comes out, we still have to keep a glimmer of hope." .”

"Mr. James, no matter in terms of size or combat experience, it is very difficult for that Huaxia boy to knock down the mad bear in ten seconds, not to mention that the other party has resorted to suicidal methods. By then, the mad bear's combat power will soar several times. Level, not afraid of pain, not afraid of death, if the opponent can't be dealt with in one or two moves within ten seconds, then no matter what the final result is, it is not important to us."

"If the Huaxia boy can do it, all twelve antiques from China in my family will be given to him as a congratulatory gift."

"Me too."

All the rich people echoed, James turned to look at them, and said nothing. If you really win, what are those antiques? One hundred million dollars can buy a lot of antiques.

"Mr. Qin, it's time for us to play."

When it came to the battle, Jem's voice trembled slightly, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. If Li Mo loses, he will definitely die.

"I'll leave later. If Mr. Jem is free in the future, welcome to Huaxia as a guest." Li Molin patted him on the shoulder enthusiastically before going out. The white gloves of this super rich man are really pitiful. Just someone else's watchdog.

A staff member led Li Mo into a passage, and countless roars came from the front. When he was exposed to the light, the surrounding voices suddenly quieted down, and countless eyes fell on him, wanting to see clearly who was divine.

Unfortunately, they can only see the tiger mask. Compared with the mad bear they are familiar with, this person's figure is very thin. Although the muscles on his body are very beautiful, under absolute force, no matter how beautiful the body is, it will eventually become bloody and bloody.

"Mad bear, mad bear..."

Cheers suddenly erupted in the quiet place, and Li Mo felt a beast approaching quickly. The other party seemed to have locked his eyes on him, not allowing him to escape.

A strong impact came, and Li Mo was bumped from behind by the opponent, and he couldn't control his figure all of a sudden, he stumbled and fell.

Ha ha ha ha--

Looking around, even harsher laughter erupted from the sky. How could this strange creature have the courage to step onto such a life-and-death battle arena. Looking at the fragile appearance, it seems that you don't need to fight with your hands, and you can easily knock down the opponent if you hit it directly.

Li Mo stood up and looked at the mad bear who was taller than him by a head. His body was bigger than the brown bears in China, his eyes were bloodshot, his muscles were bulging, and he let out a deep roar from his throat.

At first glance, this state has already been added. The only difference is that the mad bear is still conscious at the moment, but because there is an irresistible force that wants to control his thoughts, so he has been holding back.

"You two, please enter the cage."