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3"Don't look at me like that. Anyone who doesn't understand would think I'm bullying you." Ye Ling shrugged helplessly and said to her.     1

    

When the woman heard Ye Ling's words, she took out a small knife that looked like a full moon. Under the light of the lamp, it was exceptionally bright as she stared at Ye Ling and said two words.    

    

"Out of the way!"    

    

It seemed like if Ye Ling didn't let him pass, the knife would cut his throat.    

    

"I can get out of the way, but at least you have to tell me who you are."    

    

Ye Ling ignored the threat of the woman. As soon as he finished his sentence, the woman in black carried the corpse of the Demon King and rushed towards Ye Ling with her knife in her hand. Ye Ling could not help but take a serious look at her moves, and in just a few exchanges, Ye Ling already knew the depth of her strength, which was much higher than the Demon King's. What a perverted method of attack.    

    

After Ye Ling avoided the sharp knife, he quickly took two steps back and probed:    

    

"You came from the Abyss of Terror?"    

    

The woman did not change and continued to attack Ye Ling. On the surface, there was no change, but Ye Ling felt a slight stagnation. It was a short time, but Ye Ling still judged that if she wielded her knife once, it would be 0. If it was only for 1 second, she would have been much slower with Ye Ling's words. Naturally, no one could see in 01 seconds. There was a 01 second gap, but Ye Ling was sure that the masked woman came from the abyss of terror.    

    

The woman seemed to want to hide the fact that she came from the abyss of terror. Ye Ling once again avoided Ye Ling's knife, pointed at Satan and said:    

    

"Hey!" It's no use for you to bring back the dead, he's already dead. "    

    

Hearing Ye Ling's words, the woman looked over in puzzlement. She found that Satan, who was on her shoulder, was bleeding profusely. His breath was weak to the point that he could die at any time.    

    

Seeing that the woman was still worried, Ye Ling spread his hands and continued.    

    

"There is no one in this world who can save him. To be able to survive until now is already his fate. All 206 bones in his body were shattered and his internal organs were completely ruptured. It is simply impossible for him to survive."    

    

As soon as Ye Ling finished his sentence, the Demon King Satan, who was lying on the woman's shoulder, swallowed his last breath and died. The woman frowned and threw the corpse to the side while looking at Ye Ling vigilantly, preparing to leave.    

    

Taking a look at the corpse of the fallen Demon King Satan, he once again blocked the woman's path and said:    

    

"Tell me a little about the Abyss of Fear and I'll let you go, really."    

    

Ye Ling stared at the woman with a serious expression. Anyone would believe his sincere eyes. Ye Ling was impressed with himself. It was too bad he didn't want to be the film emperor.    

    

This move might be useful for others, but for assassins who have been trained with all kinds of methods, those from the Abyss of Fear, they were not moved by emotion at all. The woman glanced at Ye Ling's face, as if she wanted to remember him, and in the next second, when Ye Ling was not paying attention, she threw out two smoke bombs, which instantly exploded and spread out the smoke. When the smoke dispersed, Ye Ling had already disappeared without a trace, his speed was even faster than a ninja from Japan.    

    

After all, he was just curious about the Abyss of Fear. Since the heavens didn't want him to know, there was no need to investigate it. After all, he had nothing to do with the Abyss of Fear.    

    

He picked up the Demon King Satan's corpse and walked onto the damaged arena, looking at the audience that could not recover from their shock for a long time. Just when everyone thought Ye Ling was going to say something domineering or humiliate the Demon King Satan audience, such a sentence suddenly came out.    

    

"Remember to return the money!"    

    

Thump.    

    

A lot of people almost fell off the sofa. Originally, they thought that an expert like Ye Ling should at least say something awesome. After all, the Demon King Satan who won thirty consecutive victories ended the legend and became the new King of the underground boxing arena.    

    

Angel covered her mouth and giggled when she heard Ye Ling's words. Not only did she have such a reputation, but she also cared about money. Many people might seem ordinary, but Angel seemed very sincere. Who didn't like money?    

    

He walked down the stage and was about to go find Angel, but the person in charge of the underground boxing ring found him first and politely asked Ye Ling to come to his office to talk. Ye Ling saw that Ye Ling didn't have any bad intentions and seemed to want to befriend him.    

    

The person in charge of the underground boxing ring was actually the manager. However, he was not the boss behind the scenes. The person in charge was actually acting for the boss's face.    

    

At the office.    

    

"Mr. Ye, I wonder if you've heard of the Abyss of Fear?" The manager asked Ye Ling politely.    

    

Ye Ling nodded and said that he had some understanding.    

    

Just now, Mr. Ye seemed to be very interested in the matters of the abyss of terror. My boss told me to tell you that this Lunar End will be open, and the Five-Year Training has been completed, so you can take a look at Mr. Ye if he is interested. At that time, there will be a variety of talent that will be developed from a young age in the abyss of terror. The person in charge explained to Ye Ling.    

    

Boss? Ye Ling couldn't help but think that the boss of the underground boxing ring had been looking at him from the audience. At this time, the person in charge handed Ye Ling an address card, which was the location of the abyss of terror.    

    

Receiving the name card, Ye Ling looked at the person in charge in confusion and said,    

    

"Why does your boss want to do this?"    

    

He didn't have any contact with the boss of the underground boxing ring, so he couldn't understand why he wanted to help him. Plus, Ye Ling could hear the meaning behind the manager's words, as if he was trying to please him. Ye Ling subconsciously touched his own face.    

    

The person in charge chuckled and politely said:    

    

"Our boss likes to make friends with people like Mr. Ye, there's no other reason. Of course, it would be even better if Mr. Ye could flaunt his skills in the underground boxing competition in the future."    

    

Although he had never seen his boss before, it didn't seem to be a malicious intention. After all, it was better to have another friend than an enemy. Ye Ling didn't say anything else and stuffed his business card into his pocket as a tacit agreement.    

    

The moment Ye Ling walked out of the office, the person in charge shouted to Ye Ling:    

    

"Mr. Ye, we don't want the fees for the wager. Once the wager is reclaimed, we'll put it all into Mr. Ye's account."    

    

When he returned to the box with Angel and the others, he found that Third Prince and the others had disappeared. He probably felt that he had lost money and didn't dare to face Ye Ling, and only Angel was sitting alone on the sofa, drinking a drink and swinging her slim calves with two white stockings.    

    

Ye Ling quietly went close to her ear and suddenly said,    

    

"What good thing are you thinking about?"