Hero Cultivation System

The audience in the stands went crazy, tearing off their ties, taking off their suits, and rolling up their sleeves. At this time, they still looked like successful people.

"Guess I'll work harder and kill him."

"Liang Gong, stop hiding and admit defeat, you useless guy."

"Old Wu, didn't I tell you to gamble and guess? Your five million was thrown into the ditch." In the sofa area in the second row of the east row, Wu Wei's old business rival Bao Cheng deliberately sat next to him today, and the two of them The mistress is waiting by my side.

"You...what do you know? Liang Gong will definitely turn defeat into victory." Wu Wei hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and endured to the end.

"Look at you, you admit that Liang Gong's defeat has already happened. Otherwise, why would you turn defeat into victory? If you are so stubborn, I guess you will win. Otherwise, let's make a bet." Lao Bao looked disdainful, but actually felt happy secretly. , he had just been robbed of an order by Wu Wei a few days ago, and now he took the opportunity to show off his anger to Wu Wei.

As expected, Wu Wei turned blue with anger and blurted out: "Just bet, whatever you want, bet another five million."

Lao Bao was secretly happy, and the disdain on his face deepened: "Betting hurts feelings. If you want to bet, just bet on the order in your hand. I'll bet on you the new villa I just handed over."

Wu Wei was shocked and was tricked by this old guy: "No, if you want to gamble, just gamble with money."

Lao Bao glanced at him sideways and said, "No, just forget it if you don't have the guts."

A man can never say no, and he can't stand being called a loser. Wu Wei was so excited that he said, "Oh no, I'll bet."

Lao Bao smiled like a fox stealing food: "A gentleman's words." He stretched out his right hand and stopped it in the air.

Wu Wei actually regretted it at this time, but the eyes of the two mistresses were fixed on him, and the words that had reached their throats somehow changed into: "Hurry up and whip the horse." He stretched out his hand and gave him a high-five as an oath.

Ignoring Lao Bao who was laughing loudly, Wu Wei, whose heart was bleeding, turned to look at Liang Gong on the ring and secretly said: "Brother Liang, Uncle Liang, you must win! If you win, I will Wu can call you daddy."

I don’t know how many similar situations there were in the field. In the box above the two of them, Tu Qiang walked excitedly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. I guess every punch and kick made him raise his hands high, but Liang Gong always He narrowly avoided it and couldn't move his hand down no matter what.

In the box next door, Gao Shan smiled gently at Lu Hui and said, "Lu Sang, it seems that my subordinates have no chance to play."

Lu Hui leaned forward slightly, eyes fixed on the battle situation, and casually replied: "Mr. Gao Shan underestimates this boy named Liang. I think he is just bored and playing with his opponent."

It is said that the enemy is the person who knows him best. Lu Hui knew Liang Gong better than anyone else, otherwise he would not have spent a lot of effort to find out the first half of his life and then sent someone to kill the two people Liang Gong cared about most. Grab it in your hand.

Even so, he still felt a little uneasy, as if he subconsciously suspected that Liang Gong would turn defeat into victory again, slap him in the face again, and make his plan fail. In fact, of course he knew that it would be easiest to kill him with one knife, but he was born to be aloof. His sense of superiority made him unable to accept such a simple way to die, so he had to torture Liang Gong to vent his hatred.

Gao Shan was stunned and turned to look at a middle-aged man with long hair shawl behind him. The man shook his head gently. Gao Shan turned around in shock and focused his attention on the young man in the field again, saying no more words.

The atmosphere in the field has reached its highest point. Everyone could not sit still and stood up, shouting loudly as the field changed:

I guess two consecutive sweeps and kicks, quickly cutting through the air, caused a sharp whistling sound that could still be heard clearly even in such a noisy environment.

"Ahhhh..." The audience's hearts are entangled, this will be the final blow that determines the outcome.

However, Liang Gong seemed to be embarrassed and escaped at the last moment.

"Oh! You really know how to hide. Are you a rat?" The audience in the stands shouted in disappointment.

Guess it's another two spins and back elbows...

"Oh." The audience exclaimed again.

Liang Gong leaned back in time, and once again passed by with a slight difference...

"Fuck." Bao Cheng, who wanted Liang Gongsheng wholeheartedly, could not help but curse, but Wu Wei wiped his head in cold sweat.

"Boy, don't run away." He also guessed that he had been in China for more than a year and had learned a lot of Mandarin. Although he had a strange accent, he could still understand it.

He had been attacking continuously for more than ten minutes with his head down. The kid in front of him was as slippery as a ghost. No matter how dangerous he was, he could escape in the blink of an eye. He came up in anger, coupled with the roars and shouts of the audience around him. It's making his blood boil.

Well, again, it's synonymous with losing your cool.

"Come on! Let me see how many moves you have left."

Liang Gong was very interested. Although the black boxing champion came and went with the same few moves, they were just punches, kicks, elbows, knees, and head strikes. However, they cooperated with each other and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false. There were many changes, and he was beaten for more than ten times. Minutes, no combination is the same.

Well, this can also be regarded as simplifying the complex and simplifying the complex again.

Another two minutes passed, and although Ye Guai's momentum remained unabated, the same combination of punches and kicks he had used before appeared for the first time.

The sensitive Liang Gong discovered it immediately: "Tsk, is Guizhou Donkey exhausted?"

Ye guessed that he was overwhelmed with passion and unconsciously used his best combo skills: "You are dead."

"Guess, kill him."

"Oh, this kid is dead."

The audience in the stands gritted their teeth and waited for the last moment to come. The battle had dragged on for too long and they were impatient. A bloody and gorgeous ending was exactly what they were looking forward to.

At this moment, a faint voice came to everyone's ears through the noise: "I don't think so."

Liang Gong's figure in the field was shaking like a ghost. Everyone's eyes were dazzled and he instantly lost sight of him. But at this moment, a shadow quietly slapped Ye Guai's face...

"Pa." The sound was loud.

Ye Gui's body stopped in the air, twisting and turning strangely.

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Maybe it was a minute, maybe it was ten minutes. In short, Tang Qin knew that she had fainted for a while, but it would definitely not last long. When she opened her eyes, she was still sitting in the small room, while Ye Zhenzhen was leaning on the chair and unconscious. Not awake.

Just now, the two of them followed the last crowd before work and poured into the labor association. While everyone in the building was busy, they slipped into the elevator silently and looked at the most commonly used "10" on the elevator button, which had some paint peeling off. "Press the key.

When they arrived on the tenth floor, the elevator door opened, and what they saw was a very ordinary front desk. An ordinary-looking pink-collar man sat behind the counter and looked at them questioningly. Surprisingly, he looked left and right and didn't see a sign or sign. It's a sign, it looks like a unit of a labor association.

Ye Zhenzhen pretended to be door-to-door sales with a catalog of office machine consumables. The receptionist didn't say much and took them directly into the small room. Within half a minute of sitting down, Tang Qin lost consciousness.

He took out a small thing from his arms and waved it under Ye Zhenzhen's nose. Soon Ye Zhenzhen also woke up: "Old Tang, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? We were knocked unconscious." Tang Qin answered her casually, got up, walked to the door and pushed it. Sure enough, the door was locked from the outside, and the door was actually made of metal. It seemed that it would not be easy to break in.

"Coma, then how could you..." Ye Zhenzhen didn't seem to be fully awake yet, just looking at Tang Qin looking around with his eyes.

"I am the young lady of the Tang Sect. I have been playing with this shit since I was three years old." Tang Qin waved his hand disdainfully and used it against the future head of the Tang Sect. Isn't this a joke?

Suddenly a voice came from above the two of them...

"The little girl is pretty good, she must be the great-granddaughter of Tang Zong."