After my wife pulled out my oxygen tube, I was born again

Song Yang's real purpose was not to come here to fight.

Firstly, it is to let the Japanese people know that they can quickly cultivate masters.

Secondly, Song Yang just hoped to sell the Marrow Cleansing and Bone Forging Pill at a good price.

Song Yang now has more than 600 marrow-cleansing and bone-forging pills in his hand.

This wave of success is because no one has done it before, but now we do it ourselves.The medicinal materials in the market were used up.

If you want to save more, you have to wait quietly.

It’s not just forbidden things like tiger bones that are needed here.

There are also many medicinal materials that require ancient methods to prepare, which all take time.

Now Song Yang has almost all the matching medicinal materials prepared by ancient methods on the market.

Normally, no one uses these medicinal materials.

Therefore, when collecting, it is relatively easy.

But if you want to collect it now, you have to prepare it and you have to wait.

Moreover, these medicinal materials are destined not to be too much.

Song Yang also prepared some himself, and also prepared and saved a lot himself, but even that was preparation.At most, only about a thousand can be refined, and we have to wait a year before we can say anything about it.

These six hundred pieces must be sold first.

…………

on the high seas.

The cruise ship finally arrived at its scheduled location on the high seas and the casino opened on time.

Many projects that are illegal in various countries are now officially open to tourists.

"Brother Yang, we have reached the high seas. When should we start?"

Song Yang said with a smile: "Don't worry, let the wind go, we will set up a competition and open the handicap. This time, we have to make a good profit."

"How to play?" Qin Shu looked at Song Yang curiously.

Song Yang said with a smile: "The Qin Clan challenges the masters sent by any country or organization to a melee. It's on the deck. Whoever can kill me will win. Let's take the throne!"

"Playing so big?"

Song Yang said calmly: "If you don't play bigger, who will place the bet?"

Qin Shu nodded confidently.

Betting on life and money is much more interesting than playing heads-up.

The location is right on the deck and there are cameras.

Fighting on the high seas, life and death are determined by destiny.

The people of Qin Clan were already gearing up to prepare.

Soon, the news spread that the handicap was bigger this time.

Song Yang's fixed odds are three to one, but the situation is different at the handicap.

A group of beauties set up a competition and had a melee.

Moreover, the handicap is quite wide.

Song Yang has now deposited 20 billion.

This is not an opening, this is a fucking bet.

Especially the people from Dongyang, when they heard that Song Yang was setting up a competition, they immediately organized together.

Although many people were lost before, this does not matter.

At the entrance of the deck, someone is registering. After everyone gets on the deck, life and death are determined by their destiny.

It is equivalent to signing a life and death certificate.

Soon, Kujo Uichi brought a large number of people onto the deck, and with him came the people of Yukikaze.

The maid pushed Prince Snow on the deck, and she just found a seat at the VIP table to watch the show.

Song Yang was at the highest point of the deck, sitting on a black leather sofa.

Standing high, he seemed to dominate the world.

It has to be said that such an exciting gambling game immediately attracted many people.

They all placed bets one after another, and the casino was not as busy as here.

The space on the deck is limited, so more people watch the real-time monitoring screening in the theater.

"Gentlemen and ladies, this bet will be closed in 10 minutes. There will be a melee on the deck in the next hour. Only cold weapons can be used in this melee. Hot weapons cannot be used."

"Whoever can kill Mr. Song Yang within one hour will win. Now please make the best choice!"

The host took the microphone to give final reminders to everyone.

But this time, everyone has been deducing who can kill Song Yang.

If you can kill Song Yang within an hour, you either have good skills or you have too many people.

The favorite this time is Kujo Uichi.

The people on his side have brought enough, and this is what everyone can see.

Although Song Yang has a lot of people, he has to face everyone.

Zhao Hui was sitting at the VIP table, and the bosses of several mercenary groups asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, our goal today is to prevent everyone from hurting Mr. Song?"

"To be exact, you just need to mess with them. It's easy to make money."

"understood!"

"However, I think, Mr. Zhao, if you choose to kill Mr. Song now, wouldn't you make more money?"

Zhao Hui turned his head and looked at the bosses with cold eyes: "He is a friend of the young master of the Bai family. Aren't you afraid that you will make money but lose your life?"

"That's it...I understand."

With betting stopped.

The prize pool suddenly reached the level of 100 billion, and many people placed bets.

Looking at the overall betting ratio, Song Yang loses ten to one.

The odds for the right one of the nine are [-] to one.

This gap already shows who everyone is optimistic about.

Basically, everyone is not optimistic about Song Yang.

After all, even though Song Yang has many experts here, he is still facing a group of people.

At this time, Song Yang was sitting firmly at a high place, and Lian Qinghe was sitting next to him, chatting with him.

The trumpet on the deck suddenly sounded.

Then, a group from Southeast Asia got up. There were eight people on their side, and then another Silla man in a suit smiled and cleaned up.

Twenty more strong men appeared and walked toward Song Yang.

"on!"

Then someone shouted.

This group of people rushed directly to the upper deck as if they were afraid of being overtaken.

As a result, the person rushed up the stairs and was thrown into the sea from the upper deck not long after.

Kujo Uichi snorted: "Idiot, go up at this time, when the opponent's physical strength is at its best, they are really stupid!"

"Kujo-sama, how long do we have to wait?"

"We have to wait a little longer. If we go up now, our losses may be huge. After all, these are our masters from the East. We cannot afford the loss."

"Okay, as you command."

As the first wave of people came up, the following people came up one after another.

But Song Yang was guarding the stairs without any trouble at all.

Basically, it's just a blast and then thrown into the sea.

In a blink of an eye, 10 minutes passed.

Let alone killing Song Yang, they have not seen Song Yang's shadow so far.

This makes many people very anxious.

After all, they will win if they press Kujo.

But so far, Kujo has not made any move.

There are many people on Zhao Hui's side.

But Zhao Hui didn't let them move at all.

Zhao Hui just remember one thing, if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move.

Kujo Uichi saw several waves of people coming up and being beaten down, and he calculated the time to take action.

"How long until it's over?"

"There are...two ten minutes left."

Kujo nodded a little.

almost.

He just stood up and huffed.

A group of people came out on the deck.

Zhao Hui's men got on the deck first.

Zhao Hui's men preceded the Japanese masters led by Kujo and blocked the stairs.

Kujo Uichi looked stern: "Zhao Sang, what are you doing?"

Zhao Hui chuckled: "If you want to go up, you have to defeat me first."