The Immortal Lord of the Reborn City Arrives

After Lin Fan's hand just now, whether it was Wu Zheng or Li Baige, the expressions on their faces at this time were extremely complicated.

This kid obviously doesn't have any martial arts cultivation aura, and he doesn't have martial arts true qi emanating from his body, how can he accurately control the flow of water?

Even if it is me, I'm afraid I can't control martial arts true qi to this extent at present.

Could it be that he

is a martial artist? Thinking of this, Li Baige's heart trembled, a young martial artist who is less than eighteen years old

? How is this possible?

At this moment, Wu Zheng suddenly turned his head and said:

"Master, I heard that there is a trick among the people, you can control things out of thin air, maybe he is just a juggler, and it is okay to deceive Wu Bingxiong." If you really do it, I'm afraid it's just a guy who is strong on the outside. Hearing

the apprentice say this, Li Baige's heart calmed down a little, and he thought about it and said secretly: What Wu

Zheng said should be right, A martial artist who is less than eighteen years old, even if he has been cultivating since birth, cannot reach such a level.

The atmosphere on the table was a little awkward, Wu Bingxiong was naturally a human spirit, and saw the tension between the two sides, and hurriedly said:

"Come on, come on, eat quickly, these are all the game I asked my subordinates to get from other places, taste them."

With his mediation, the atmosphere in the room finally returned to calm.

Although everyone is only at odds with each other, but that's enough, which martial artist doesn't have a small temper yet, Wu Bingxiong sees this very clearly.

In the dining room, in the ring downstairs, there were bursts of exclamations again.

It turned out to be the muscular man just now, and he grabbed a gap and completely the opponent.

This is already the seventh he has knocked down tonight.

Looking at the muscular man with his fist raised high, Wu Bingxiong's brows furrowed.

Today he arranged this boxing match, and he had already decided who was the champion, after all, he was the dealer, and he had to eat the big head.

But I don't know where to kill such a muscular man, and he won seven of his subordinates in a row, if he continues, I'm afraid Wu Bingxiong will lose all his money today.

Heizi also saw that

Wu Bingxiong's face was wrong, and came to him cautiously: "Boss, no, I'll go on, let him win like this, let's just ......

" Wu Bingxiong waved his hand:

"No, your identity is too obvious, if you play and are recognized by the surrounding audience, then who will still believe in us in the future, who will still come to our underground casino to play, no, no, let me think again." After

thinking about it for a long time, Wu Bingxiong didn't come up with a good plan.

At this time, Wu Zheng on the side stood up and said with a smile:

"Boss Wu, it seems that you are going to lose all your money in today's boxing competition."

Wu Bingxiong sighed and glanced at the muscular man who was shouting around the field below:

"Alas, who knew that he had a trip to bite Jin halfway today, and arranged seven people, none of whom had beaten him, this guy seems to have come to smash the field on purpose."

"Oh

?" Wu Zheng was slightly surprised, glanced at the muscular man in the ring, and then turned his head and smiled:

"I happen to have some skills today, I don't know Boss Wu, can you arrange for me to go up and fight?" Just help Boss Wu share his worries."

Wu Zheng's words hit Wu Bingxiong's heart, but he still pretended to excuse himself and said:

"Today you are my honored guests, how can there be a reason to let the distinguished guests go up to box, how can this work." "

Boss Wu is out of sight, Boss Wu takes care of my Mowei Martial Arts Pavilion on weekdays, and it is reasonable to help Boss Wu make a move today."

Seeing that Wu Zheng insisted on making a move, Wu Bingxiong pretended not to be able to stop it, and after doing enough, he ordered the people below to prepare.

Before leaving, he stood up and said,

"Master Lao Wu has made a move!" "

I'll come when I go."

Wu Zheng walked leisurely and slowly went downstairs, with a sense of everyone's demeanor.

When he left here, Wu Bingxiong said to Li Baige with a smile on his face:

"There is a high-level apprentice who makes a move, this boxing match should be over soon, and when it ends tonight, I will let the finance give half of the money to the Mowei Martial Arts Pavilion."

"Boss Wu, this can't be helped. Li Baige hurriedly said.

"Elder Li is seeing the outside, let's two families, what else do you and me share. Come on, come on, drink!" "

This is where Wu Bingxiong will be a man, making money will never be swallowed alone, nor will he earn the last copper plate.

Although Li Baige is a martial arts cultivator, the operation of the martial arts hall on weekdays is also indispensable for the support of a large amount of funds.

Regarding Wu Bingxiong's proposal, although he refused on the surface, he finally accepted it calmly.

As the audience below let out bursts of roars, Wu Zheng wore a Mao suit, dressed elegantly, and flew to the ring.

The audience is completely crazy now, and they don't believe that anyone else can beat the muscleman tonight.

So no matter who it is, it is impossible to invest money in Wu Zheng anymore, and they all buy muscular men to win.

It's just that what they don't know is that Wu Bingxiong in the glass room in the stands is the one who really presides over the overall situation.

He had already ordered it just now, and he suppressed Wu Zhengsheng completely.

Glancing at the audience below, Wu Bingxiong snorted coldly: I

think I am a dealer, but in fact, you are all leeks, but it depends on Lao Tzu's mood, whether I want to cut you or not.

Seeing Wu Zheng on stage, the muscular man was stunned at first, and then laughed wildly:

"I didn't expect that there were still people who came to find death."

"Then let's see if you have what it takes, stupid big man. Hearing

Wu Zheng call himself stupid and big, the muscular man was completely angry, from childhood to adulthood, he was most annoyed by others to shout this nickname.

When he was in school, he was seriously injured and hospitalized because a student called his name.

The angry muscular man began to attack Wu Zheng with all his strength, and every punch had no reservations, killing the opponent.

"Silly big man, too slow.

Wu Zheng held his hands behind his back, and stepped under his feet again and again, each time he narrowly avoided the dead end of the muscular man's attack.

"Okay, Master Wu is really a good kung fu, Master Li's high apprentice, and he really lives up to his reputation.

Looking at the game in the ring, Wu Bingxiong happily slapped the table, raised his wine glass and saluted Li Baige.

"Boss Wu praised it falsely, Zheng'er's steps were a little vain, and he didn't practice at home, so he had to continue to practice when he went back. "

Saying that his apprentice is not good, in fact, Li Baige is extremely useful in his heart.

"Master Li's requirements for his apprentices are really high, come on, come on, I will respect Master Li again.

Listening to the hearty laughter and business blowing on the other side, Lin Fan was speechless for a while.

However, his mind is not on the two of them at the moment, he is looking at the two of them in the ring carefully, and said in his heart:

I don't know what kind of martial arts this Wu Zheng is cultivating, the change of footwork is somewhat interesting, and it is somewhat similar to some horizontal kung fu practiced by outer disciples.

However, this is just the kung fu of the outer gate, and the Dao method cultivated by the inner disciples and the disciples of the personal transmission is not much different.

At this moment, Lin Fan's eyes swept over the people around the ring, and he suddenly felt a murderous aura.

Huh?

Kind of interesting......

Lin Fan took a sip of tea, remained silent, and his face was indifferent.