Hero Cultivation System

"Rubbing! Rubbing! Why did I get fooled again? Rubbing!" Luo Wei was so angry that he took pictures of the armrests of the seat.

Seeing the twelve pit bulls coming in, Luo Wei realized that he had done something stupid again.

Damn it, the five million has gone away again! Ah! No, there is also the five million that I bet with Da Liu, so the total is ten million.

Why am I so stupid? Why can’t I stand Da Liu’s excitement? Damn it! You know what will happen to two people against the twelve bits, why do you fall on this birdie when Da Liu squeezes you?

He turned his head and secretly took a look at Da Liu who was not far away. Fortunately, he was getting even more angry. That bitch Da Liu actually made a gun-like gesture with his hands, aimed at him and fired a shot, then he boasted about his own.

Fingers laughed and rubbed!

"Wei Wei, let's drink some champagne to calm down. Don't be discouraged. Liu is proud too early, and things may not go as he wants!" Luo Wei handed a glass of champagne to Chen Jing, the beautiful mistress next to him, and then put his little hand

Place it on the back of his hand and stroke it gently.

Still quietly touching his tender hair, Luo Wei slowly calmed down. Ten million is not much money, but Da Liu's way of paying for sure is too irritating.

"Jingjing, why do you say that? What do you think?" Chen Jing wore black-rimmed glasses and an office uniform. Her appearance was far from beautiful. She could only be described as pretty, but Luo Wei was

I love her intellectual beauty, but it's also true that she always has a very accurate eye for people.

"Why, look at this bird hero. Facing twelve fierce bits, he still remains calm and unflustered. Either this person is a fool or he has someone to rely on. Do you think he can climb from the 30th floor?"

Is it okay for a person who has saved people at a high level to not have any confidence? According to me, you should be able to make a fortune, and the one who laughs in the end is my actions." Jingjing pointed to the sidelines and followed her as if there was no one around.

Liang Gong said as the middle-aged man next to him spoke.

Luo Wei took a closer look at what she pointed out, and found that it was exactly what Jingjing said, so he relaxed and laughed heartily.

Looking at Luo Wei, who was smiling heartily not far away, Liu Jiefang was full of questions: "What is this idiot laughing at? Is he losing his mind? Or has there been a change?"

Impossible! Ninety-nine percent of the people in the audience are trying to win. I’m afraid there are only one or two people who are trying to win. They are all guys who want to steal the upset. How can there be any change?

Turning his head and looking at the two sides of the field, there were twelve ferocious dogs on one side, and on the other side were skinny young people and fat middle-aged people. No matter how you looked at it, there was no chance of an accident. Liu Jiefang shook his head, clearly wanting to

After losing 10 million, the man named Luo still smiled like this. He was not only a fool but also a lunatic.

Then he turned his head to look at Luo Wei, who was teasing the mistress intimately, but a faint worry crept into Liu Jiefang's heart.

Across more than half of the Colosseum, Mr. Ying Yao and Des Ying, whose face was full of scars, was looking at Liang Gong on the sidelines with a sinister smile on his face, thinking to himself: "Courier, you have to be more upbeat.

Young Master, I have bet three million on you. If you win, I will consider giving you half of it. If you lose, Young Master, I will definitely pay you to clean up all the excrement from my father's pig farm!"

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After reminding Lao Wu, Liang Gong suddenly shuddered unconsciously, Damn, that guy is so careful to remember my brother!

"...Start!" The female voice finished broadcasting, and the whole place was aroused. Almost everyone stood up and stared at the field with fierce eyes, yelling, as if they were eager for the results to come out immediately.

"Go on, bite him to death!"

"Shit! You sons of bitches, why don't you let go of the leash."

Before the audience could continue roaring, several breeders untied the chains on the dogs at the same time, then turned around and fled through the door.

Liang Gong looked around at the vicious dog opposite him, while slowly pulling out his soul-returning knife from behind, and standing upright with the knife, while Wu Shenglong wretchedly shrunk his figure as much as possible and hid behind him, constantly praying to the gods of the past.

Bless these fierce dogs that they can't see him.

"Huh? Look at those bits!"

"What happened?"

"Nima, what happened to these dead dogs today? Are they scared?"

"Nonsense, is that possible? Last week they fought a black bear, and the bear was bitten to pieces in less than ten minutes. I also lost two million, so today I doubled my bet on them and won in one fell swoop.

return."

The originally noisy auditorium was filled with less roars and more whispers due to something unusual happening in the venue.

Although the chain was untied, the pit bull, which had been forced to move forward by the breeder before, did not rush forward as the audience expected after gaining temporary freedom. Instead, it automatically spread out step by step.

He tentatively and slowly approached Bird Hero, and stopped at a distance of five meters away.

The Bits stared at the person opposite, as if they had some scruples. Instead of rushing forward as before, they began to lower their bodies, raised their heads and pointed at Liang Gong, wrinkled their noses and opened their mouths from time to time to reveal their sharp fangs.

A low growl continued from the throat.

One was like this, two were like this, and the last twelve dogs were like this. Although the appearance was still ferocious, people who had owned dogs in the audience began to smell something was wrong. The dog's movements meant that they had encountered a powerful enemy. Although

The natural fighting spirit of pit bulls prevents them from retreating, but they do not dare to act rashly. Instead, they are a bit fierce and inwardly to intimidate their enemies.

Liang Gong gently shook his soul-returning knife, and the tip of the knife pointed at a few pit bulls that were ready to move. The harsh environment only aroused his murderous intention. These twelve vicious dogs reminded him of that day in the alley outside the small building.

Twelve Laomi killers, the same siege, the same cornering, but the submachine guns of that day were replaced by the sharp canine teeth of today.

The bloody scene of killing Lao Mi's killer that day appeared in his mind. For a moment, it was like returning to the scene in the alley. The shocking anger made him inadvertently let out all the hidden murderous intentions. Since the vicious dog hesitated, he simply took one step at a time.

Advancing forward, his eyes wandered around the necks of these lackeys.

The frightened Takeo Takashi originally thought that his life was over, but after trembling for a while, he realized that the pit bull opposite him did not immediately pounce on him to attack. Feeling a bit like he was surviving a disaster, he began to slowly realize the identity of the amulet in front of him.

Obviously different.

A cold breath emanated from Liang Gong's body. The breath was invisible, but he could feel his skin being cut by a sharp blade.

He couldn't help but look down at his palm. Although he didn't see any wounds, the pain like needle pricks was extremely real, and the waves of aura coming out of Liang Gong made his heart beat faster and he felt nauseated, knowing that those dogs were still there.

In front, but Wu Shenglong was too afraid to follow Liang Gong forward.

"Ah! Quietly, look at these pit bulls retreating! They are really scared!" Luo Wei was stunned. Who would have expected that twelve pit bulls would be afraid of one human?

Ah! No, at least Jingjing expected it.

The Bird Heroes in the field seemed impatient to wait, and actually stepped forward step by step, but these Bits were timid. If Liang Gong took any further step, they would retreat a little, and he was forcing them back to the center of the field.

The sound in the entire auditorium was completely still at this moment. The person who wanted to yell had his mouth wide open but no sound came out. The person holding the wine glass crookedly had no idea that the wine had been spilled on him. Everyone seemed to be sniffing. As the smell of blood grew stronger in the air, some of them stuck out their tongues to lick their dry lips, but their eyes slowly turned red.

At the moment when everyone was frozen in a terrifying and murderous aura...

"Kill, kill, kill..."

A long and shocking roar surged out of Liang Gong's throat. All the audience members dropped their objects and covered their ears with their hands as if they were being stabbed by needles. The pit bulls opposite were all shaken by the loud noise and jumped up. , the erect short ears drooped, and the evil triangular eyes revealed the fear of the unknown for the first time.

It's too late!

Before the killing sound reached its peak, the three dog heads closest to Liang Gong had already shot up into the sky, and streams of blood arrows rushed out of the neck with smooth cuts like small fountains.

Just when the blood arrows subsided, six knives that seemed to appear at the same time penetrated the chests of six bits respectively. The bones that were three times harder than those of ordinary dogs were as tender as freshly baked tofu. No matter how the knives went in and out, there was no trace of them. Obstacle.

The pit bulls didn't know what happened, but their companion's head flew up, and holes seemed to appear in their powerful bodies. They lost all life in an instant, and the fire of life in their eyes slowly extinguished. Before they returned to hell, With his last glance, he saw the remaining three companions being cut into two parts by a flash of green light, and they continued to run towards the depths of hell behind them.

The whistling sound gradually disappeared, and the soul-returning knife slowly hung down by his thigh. Drops of blood fell along the blade, moistening the dry surface.

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Here comes the first update, I'm a bit busy today, but Fatty will try to make up for the update he owed on Thursday.

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