Hero Cultivation System

Although he suppressed himself, the endless killing intent still spread rapidly from the ring to the bottom. It was an invisible and colorless coldness that would make people tremble from the depths of their hearts.

Lu Hui's eight bodyguards immediately sensed that something was wrong, and they surrounded him in a circle. It was obvious that these bodyguards were also masters who came out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but the dozen or so Japanese were not like that. It's over.

Or maybe it was because Liang Gong's murderous intention was not directed at them. Except for Ruotou Gaoshan who seemed to be aware of it, only the long-haired middle-aged man named Sasaki intentionally or unintentionally took a step forward and stood in front of Gaoshan with his eyes straight. Staring at Liang Gong.

As for Abe, Xiao Quan and the other Japanese who were about to come on stage, they were completely unaware of it, and they continued to fight loudly as if no one was around, with a few arrogant laughs mixed in.

Seeing this, Lu Hui could only shake his head helplessly. These Japanese people were seeking death, but this was originally one of the purposes of bringing them here. Although he was negotiating and cooperating with these Japanese people, this high mountain posture was too high. , which means giving and taking what you want. If you can use Liang Gong's hand to suppress the arrogance of the Japanese people, that would be the best.

"Lu Hui, what about what you promised me yesterday?" Tu Qiang walked to Lu Hui angrily, but was blocked by the bodyguards three feet away. He couldn't help but get angry and spoke very irritably. Finally, he still Knowing what the occasion was, he kept his voice extremely low.

Lu Hui waved his hand and asked Tu Qiang to come over, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if you can't make back the money from tonight's game, I will naturally make it up for you. However, if you want to make money tonight, you have to focus on these Japanese people." .”

Tu Qiang's face calmed down slightly. He turned around and looked at a few Japanese people. He didn't think there were any masters among them. He was confused and said: "These guys are called masters. Can they deal with Liang Gong?"

After laughing, Lu Hui curled up his lips and said contemptuously: "Of course those two big Japanese guys are just delivering food. The focus should be on the long-haired middle-aged man in front of Gao Shan. Come here..." Then he told Tu Qiang After a few words, Tu Qiang frowned and wanted to say more, but Lu Hui nodded and told him to just do it.

The noisy host in the speaker continued to play with the audience's emotions: "...In the seventh game, Xiao Inu Ichiro will challenge the league leader Liang Gong. The odds are... Wait... This is the most disparate match tonight. The odds are like As shown on the screen, betting is now open."

The audience in the stands immediately went into an uproar when they saw the odds on the screen, whispering among themselves in private, but very few people placed bets.

After a while, the Japanese people also seemed to find that something was wrong with the odds on the screen. Xiao Quan and others pulled the translator and pointed at the big screen above their heads and asked for an explanation. After the translator explained it truthfully, several Japanese people immediately changed their colors, although their The target is a prize of 10 million yuan, but such odds are too contemptuous of them.

Liang Gong pays 1.05 for a win, and 5 for a puppy win.

This shows that the field is not optimistic about him at all. The good thing is that he may become a dark horse. The bad thing is that the gap in strength is too big, so big that there is no possibility of winning. Therefore, the audience in the stands do not place bets at all, even if the bets are taken away from the field. The 3.5% handling fee is very few, so why waste your efforts.

"...Wait a minute, our mud blast master seems to have something to say..."

Koinu Ichiro angrily jumped onto the host's stage, grabbed his microphone, pointed at the audience and said a lot.

Some people in the stands who could understand Japanese changed their expressions, but most of them didn't know what he was talking about until the Wutong Company hired a beautiful girl to translate.

"I am Ichiro Kogu, I am the three-time champion of the World Fighting Championship, and Abe is the five-time champion of the World Aikido Championship. Abe and I are not here to challenge any leader. He is not qualified for me to challenge. You are insulting us. , I strongly request that the odds be changed. Chinese martial arts are all routines and deceptive. Only you idiots will watch it happily. Damn it, the Senkaku Islands are ours."

The little beauty had a soft Chinese accent, but what she said immediately angered the audience. Several passionate young people immediately stood up and shouted:

"The Diaoyu Islands are ours."

"Liang Gong, kill them."

Koinu Ichiro, on the other hand, walked down without any care, and before leaving, he pinched the little beautiful translator's upturned buttocks hard.

The little beauty screamed and burst into tears, which immediately provoked several flower lovers to yell at the little dog.

Liang Gong, who was idle in the ring, naturally saw this scene, and also saw the scene where Lu Hui and Tu Qiang were biting their ears. Of course, he knew that this farce was Lu Hui's idea, but what was Lu Hui's purpose? He really I can't figure it out a bit.

"Damn it, boy, I can't lock on to the auras of your two wives,"

What, what happened? Don’t they just follow people?

"Oh, Wukong said that they followed someone, and Tang Qin and Ye Zhenzhen locked him in the car. They entered the building together and haven't come out yet."

Damn, this damn monkey dared to disobey Tang Qin and the others when he was clearly asked to follow them, but now was not the time to argue.

"Shuaiguo, do you know where they are going?"

"Wipe it, Wukong's eyes are my eyes. I have recorded the entire journey."

Okay, that's easy to handle. Let's quickly resolve the matter here.

Liang Gong waved the nearby staff over and lowered his head to give some instructions.

"Hey, our leader Liang Gong seems to have something to say..." Several spectators who knew Japanese in the stands were still scolding Koguichiro, but they stopped immediately when they heard the host's voice: "... Leader Liang He said that he had made an appointment with a few girls to play a friendly match, and he didn’t have time to accompany these Japanese people to pretend to be drinking wine, so let them all come... And this game was decided, no matter how many Japanese people came up, the 10 million yuan The prize money remains unchanged and the odds of this game remain unchanged.”

The whole audience burst into laughter. What are a few awesome Japanese people? They have to fight at night. They are just stretching their muscles and bones. This is awesome.

As soon as Gao Shan, Xiao Quan, Abe and others who could understand Mandarin told him, the Japanese immediately cursed at Liang Gong "Bage Yalu" in the ring.

However, Liang Gong smiled and stretched out his fingers to hook him. He also turned his shoulders and waist, as if he wanted several Japanese people to come up and let him move.

Gao Shan's face was gloomy. Of course he thought this was Lu Hui's arrangement and deliberately wanted to suppress their arrogance. In this case, he accepted the 10 million yuan as a disrespectful gesture.

Xiao Quan and Abe received Gao Shan's nod, and they jumped onto the ring and surrounded Liang Gong.

Koinu Ichiro is a talkative, and he kept talking dirty while posing, while Abe took a long stride and stretched out his hand to grab Liang Gong's clothes. His speed was extremely fast, and it was not in vain.

However, Liang Gong's figure was only seen flashing in the field.

"Pah, pah." Two sounds, and two figures spraying blood arrows flew out of the ring...

"Next."