As a soldier king, I met the national goddess

This time, the South Asians did not choose to carry it hard.

In the first encounter, he already intuitively felt the power of Westerners.

That's not the kind of existence that his thin body can carry.

I saw the South Asian squat down and move sideways, nimbly avoiding the Westerner's iron fist when it was about to reach his face.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the Westerners, and it was obvious that they didn't expect the speed of the South Asians to be quite fast.

But in the eyes of outsiders, this scene is not like this.

The audience only felt that the South Asians were able to avoid the blow purely by luck.

Where did the luck come from? Obviously,

it was given by the Westerners.

"Dead foreign devil, you give Lao Tzu a little more serious!! Lao Tzu bought the !! you won

" "Don't grind and chirp, hurry up and punch that little chick to death!!"

"Kill him!!Kill him!!"

The audience obviously always thought that the Westerners were releasing water and didn't take it seriously, so they spoke out one after another.

The sudden outburst of cries was incomprehensible to Westerners.

I thought everyone was cheering him on.

So he simply raised his arms and slowly retreated back to the center of the stage, enjoying everyone's 'pursuit' of him with a proud face.

Seeing that the Westerners not only did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but retreated to the center of Taiwan and began to pretend.

The audience was stunned for a moment, and then there was a louder curse from the audience.

"That's why it's so important to read, otherwise when others scold you, you think they're praising you.

Zhou Zihao laughed and teased.

"Everyone has worked hard to study, who will work hard for Zhou Shao?" Wang Teng took a sip of wine.

"Reading more can also work for me, aren't you the best example?"

Wang Teng lowered his eyebrows, tapped his temple with his sword, and said in a flat tone:

"I sell this, and my life is in Zhou Shaoyou, but I can't sell it at such a good price."

"Hahahaha!!That's right!!I only lack this from you, some people do it!!"

Zhou Zihao hooked Wang Teng's shoulder, laughed loudly, and the wine glass in his hand took the initiative to collide with the wine glass in Wang Teng's hand.

The two tacitly drank the wine in the glass together.

The conversation will be kung fu, and the two people on the stage are already fighting together.

It is mainly Westerners who attack, and South Asians can only defend passively, and it is painless to occasionally fight back once or twice on Westerners.

The attacks of the Westerners are stronger than the waves, and the South Asians seem to be crumbling, but they are not falling.

Every time, it seems that I can't withstand the next attack, but every time I suffer.

The audience was so excited that they only saw the one-sided fight and didn't see too many details.

Wave after wave of cheers.

As time went by, Zhou Zihao's brows couldn't help frowning, and he turned his head to look at Wang Teng thoughtfully.

Wang Teng was still very calm, and his dark pupils occasionally moved with the movement of the fighter.

"Do you know something? This foreign devil seems to be more ...... than before. Well...... Weaker.

Zhou Zihao finally couldn't bear the doubts in his heart.

Wang Teng showed a mysterious smile on his face when he heard this:

"I only know that the foreign devil went to a bar last night. "

What's so strange about this, the bar itself is frequented.

"And then?" Zhou Zihao asked.

"The owner of the bar is my friend.

Just as Wang Teng said this, a huge exclamation suddenly sounded in the audience.

Zhou Zihao also forgot to ask for the time being, and looked towards the ring.

I saw that on the stage, the Westerner was holding his pelvic bones, his face was distorted, his legs were clamped and moving as far away from the South Asians as possible, and the sweat was like rain.

"What's the matter?" asked Zhou Zihao.

"Young Master Hui, just now the South Asian short body punched the Westerner in the crotch.

As soon as Zhou Shuo finished describing what he saw, he consciously closed his mouth.

In the past, it was not that the crotch of a Westerner had not been hit, and I had never seen him as unbearable as he is today.

Zhou Zihao recalled the Westerner games he had watched before, and racked his brains and didn't figure out why.

On the field, the South Asians hit a blow and did not intend to give the Westerners a chance to breathe and attack with all their might.

The situation on the field immediately reversed, and it turned into South Asians chasing Westerners and beating them.

The Westerners covered their buttocks, not only did they have no power to fight back, but even their defense became stretched.

Defeat is decided.

A

thought crossed Zhou Zihao's mind, and he immediately denied it.

He knew the owner of the gym and had never rigged a fight in all this time.

The most ruthless one, he lost 500 million on the spot, without blinking his eyes.

If you were someone else, you would have already started to use extraordinary means.

But the owner of this gym doesn't, and the main thing is a word of mouth.

If that's not a fake fist, what else can it be?

When Zhou Zihao was puzzled, the victory and defeat on the field were already divided.

The South Asians stood, the Westerners lay on their stomachs, and their hands covering their buttocks slowly drooped down and landed on the floor.

"Dead?" Zhou Zihao turned around and asked Zhou Shuoyi.

Zhou Shuoyi nodded indifferently.

Zhou

Zihao's mobile phone suddenly received a text message.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that the text message showed that his overseas bank account had received $20 million.

Converted into Huaxia coins, it is more than 100 million! The

amount is a trivial matter, but where does the key come from?

Zhou Zihao is even more curious about this.

At this time, Wang Teng's voice came from his ears:

"By the way, I forgot to say just now, the bar opened by my friend is one, a gay bar." "

Gay bar......

When these four words came to Zhou Zihao's ears, he tightened his chrysanthemum.

Even looking at Wang Teng's eyes, his face was white and red for a while.

"I like women, have you forgotten?"

Seeing Zhou Zihao's expression, Wang Teng couldn't guess what he was thinking, so he reluctantly explained.

seemed to have thought of something, Zhou Zihao's face looked much better, and his tense body and chrysanthemums also relaxed.

"Foreign devils...... Did you do it? No, did you find someone to do it?" Zhou Zihao asked.

"Zhou Shao, you can't talk nonsense, I just asked my friend to introduce him to the members of the boy group from several different countries, it's the foreign devil's own appetite that is too big.

The smile on Wang Teng's face when he said this, even Zhou Zihao, a pervert, felt perverted when he saw it.

"And the money...... What's going on?"

Zhou Zihao didn't want to continue the topic, and hurriedly raised the mobile phone in his hand and asked.

Wang Teng didn't look at it, and replied directly:

"I bought the South Asians to win, and the money is not much, just three million Chinese coins."

"Then how did the money get to my account?"

"I bought it with your money, and I don't like to gamble."

Wang Teng's answer made Zhou Zihao speechless again, and asked:

"Since you don't like gambling, why do you still want to buy it, my 10 million is just pocket money, and I can still afford to lose."

Wang Teng raised his eyes, his gaze was firm and sharp, and he said word by word:

"Because you are my boss, you can't lose without my consent!"