After Bai Ze and Yama-oto left for the casino.
On the fighting stage, the thick smoke gradually faded.
When the smoke cleared completely, the truth surfaced.
The one who fell was the Bull Fighter, and the victor was Lanbo.
Lanbo won easily.
He instantly killed the Bull Fighter.
That was the fact.
Everything was dazzling and shocking to the audience.
They stared in disbelief, their pupils trembling, with Lanbo's silhouette reflected in their eyes.
"My god... the Bull Fighter is down?"
"His bull mask fell off. The Bull Fighter, who never took off his mask, lost his principle and was knocked off his mask. He is completely defeated."
"He's so strong! Who is this Crazy Milk Cow?"
"Crazy Milk Cow is from the Vongola Family. This Vongola Mafia family, this is the first time I've heard of them. Are they that powerful?"
Amidst the audience's astonishment, the host trembled, holding the microphone, and announced Lanbo's victory.
"Congratulations to Crazy Milk Cow for successfully taking down the Bull Fighter."
"He has blocked the Bull Fighter's one hundred consecutive victories."
"He won two million Jenny!"
Lanbo flicked his ear, waved his hand, and casually said, "Just give it to my Boss."
The host scratched his head, surprised, "Boss?"
Lanbo nodded, "Yes, the one wearing the black suit, with a pure black pacifier hanging on his chest, and looks like a child. He's the Boss of Vongola."
As soon as these words came out.
The entire arena erupted in chaos once again!
After Lanbo instantly killed the Bull Fighter ten years later.
They thought the Vongola Family was a decent Mafia family.
But what happened?
The Boss is also a little kid?
What's wrong with this world, is everyone a little kid in charge?
Gulp, swallowing his saliva, the blonde, slicked-back host was full of shock. Just as he was about to say something.
Lanbo covered his mouth, yawned, squinted, and mumbled.
"The battle ended too quickly."
"There are still four minutes left before the ten-year rocket launcher expires."
"Forget it, I'll go back to my original world. There's nothing for me here anyway."
Scanning the surroundings, Lanbo found that the young Tenth-Generation Boss was gone.
Then, a smile curled up at the corner of his lips, a look of helplessness.
"Really, the young Tenth-Generation Boss treats me as a tool?"
"He brought me here to fight, but before it's over, he's already run off."
"Forget it, forget it, I'm leaving too."
With that.
An afterimage appeared on Lanbo's body.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lanbo suddenly disappeared and returned to the world of KHR.
The scene only left the shocked audience and the host.
And the fallen Bull Fighter...。
The dumbfounded host couldn't accept the reality for a while.
The little milk cow suddenly grew ten years older, instantly killed the Bull Fighter, and then vanished before everyone's eyes...。
Cough, coughing once, forcing himself to calm down, he pulled out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Anyway, let us congratulate Crazy Milk Cow..."
"The two million Jenny prize money will be given to the Boss of the Vongola Family."
Then, amidst cheers, the scene gradually returned to normal.
Countless boxers continued to take the stage, chasing their boxing dreams.
On the sofa in the corner, Varlon, sitting on the sofa, was furious, his fists clenched tightly, rattling, his teeth gnashing.
"Damn little brat!"
"Good, that little punk with spiky hair is gone, now that black-suited, pacifier-wearing little guy, only two of them left."
"One black-suited, pacifier-wearing little kid, plus a girl in a suit. These two are no match."
"Brothers, grab your weapons, let's give this Vongola Family a lesson!"
"I'll save that twenty million Jenny prize money."
"Boss of the Vongola Family?"
"My Black Hand Gang will eat you!"
Obviously, Varlon's path is getting narrower.
He intends to take what's not his.
That's not the rules of the local gangs.
Black Tiger A Fu, with his strong sixth sense, his face heavy, pondered.
"Boss... that black-suited, pacifier-wearing little guy is too strange, are we really going to go after him?"
"Strange? It doesn't matter! Times have changed." While speaking, Varlon pulled out a gold pistol, revealing a ferocious look, "We have weapons, guns, cannons, what are we afraid of?"
"A little kid, how can he fight us?"
"Let's hurry up, don't let that black-suited, pacifier-wearing little guy slip away."
Suddenly, a Black Hand Gang member came rushing from a distance, his expression hurried, his face pale.
He bent over, his hands supporting his knees, his breathing ragged, he said repeatedly.
"Boss... it's bad, that black-suited, pacifier-wearing little guy left the fighting arena and went straight to our casino, he's already won one hundred million Jenny...."
"And, he shows no sign of stopping."
"If this continues, our casino will go bankrupt."
Bai Ze, possessing the Vongola's Hyper Intuition, is naturally blessed with luck in gambling, winning every bet and killing everyone. He wins every time.
How long has it been, and he's already won one hundred million Jenny???
Suddenly, Varlon's eyes instantly lost their luster.
His murderous intent was already full!
Is this little bastard fleecing his wool?
Varlon, who is greedy for money, couldn't stand it.