The face of the Black Hawk Empire swordsman who is still pretending to be...

How to say it! Although there was not much obvious change, almost everyone could feel that the person's mood was definitely not as calm as he showed.

The middle finger raised by the fat man in the kingdom arrogantly made people feel insulting, even though most of the people present did not understand the meaning.

"Mr. Liu, you do this inconsistent with the rules... and Nicholas Caesar may not give you the position that originally belonged to him. He was an extremely proud Baixiong native." Sanchengshan was very worldly-wise and still wanted to persuade Liu Lang, who was obviously a little "impulsive".

He knew very well that a person who could treat a branch president of the Baiyingguo Bank so seriously, especially a kingdom. If something happened in his place of management, the consequences would definitely not be something that a small manager could bear.

"Haha, Lao San, I won't let Hongyun Boxing Gym suffer a loss. If you are not at ease, then it would be better to change your way. Your boxing gym will continue to be the banker, and I will fight against the Black Hawk Empire. However, I have to win the five million, and the odds will be determined by your boxing gym. As for the people of Baixiong, I will do it myself. That's it." Liu Lang patted Sanchengshan's shoulder, threw a sentence, and walked straight to the ring.

Sanchengshan couldn't help but stare at a middle-aged man sitting on the other side who had never spoken a word from beginning to end.

The middle-aged man with squinted eyes nodded slightly, obviously more agreeing with Liu Lang's latter statement.

No matter how strong Liu Lang showed, as one of the top kingdom people's gangs on the Beizhou Continent, he would never let Liu Lang take over the main points. Even if he could throw out a 5 million cash check, even if he would alarm the deputy hall master who was in charge here.

But today's farm, Hongyun Boxing Gym must sit in.

With the head of the highest in charge of the hall here, Sanchengshan also gave up his worries and hurriedly called someone to arrange the odds and the next bet.

As for whether the unexpected fat man in the Kingdom wants to seek death by himself, he will not have enough time to scatter into the mountains.

Ye Gui sat down proudly, waiting for the number one master of the Black Dragon Association on the stage to chop the hateful fat man in the kingdom into eight petals.

In addition to the enthusiastic and eager Zhou Dapeng, who looked anxious but helpless, and the cousin of Baiying Kingdom who looked at Liu Lang's back, Chen Yunfa and Fan Dashou sat in the seat with a determined look waiting for Captain Liu to show his power.

Mr. Fan, who has experienced the pirate ship hijacking incident, definitely admires Commander Liu's military power value from the core. Since he has seen Commander Liu rush out of the cabin with nearly 300 kilograms of oil barrels that are still burning. So he is simply a human being or a god?

It can be said that whether it is the White Bear Kingdom warrior who has shown his terrifying force or the Black Hawk Empire swordsman who pretends to be extremely pretentious as soon as he comes to power, he is in the mind of Young Master Fan, who cannot compete with Commander Liu. At least, they are absolutely unable to kill a hundred armed pirates holding submachine guns, but Commander Liu did it in three days and two nights.

Moreover, there is no living mouth.

As for Chen Yunfa, let alone. Captain Liu is the strongest warrior he has ever seen. If even he can't handle the Black Hawk Empire man, then no one in the entire kingdom can do it.

The gamblers were all a little stunned. A fat man from the kingdom who was obviously very rich actually took the initiative to fight with people on the ring where he might die at any time. Is it too unscientific. Is there a pit in his head or is it in his mind?

Anyway, from the standpoint of these foreigners, they cannot understand Liu Lang's choice. Only when they go through a few more years and when the full war begins, may they understand that life may not be so precious in order to find a soil for survival for their nation. And hatred can only be cleared by blood.

People in the stands had different thoughts, but Liu Lang walked onto the ring with a few big strides, opened the iron door and walked in on his own.

Looking at the White Bear Warrior who looked at him with confusion, Liu Lang smiled slightly and said, "Brother, your mission is over, and you can leave now. That Black Hawk Empire man is mine."

"You, bad, no." Nicholas Caesar was stunned for a moment, then shook his head very seriously, and said a few words in a very strange tone.

Obviously, the White Bear Kingdom warriors who had worked for fifteen years under the kingdom gang leader could still understand part of Wang Guoyu, but they were slightly lacking in expression and could only use simple words to express his meaning. However, Liu Lang did not hear any contempt, because, in conjunction with his expression, what Liu Lang felt was that he was telling the truth.

Liu Lang had no disgust for Nicholas Caesar, who was also a soldier. At this moment, he looked at the very real White Bear Country warrior and smiled softly: "Haha, how can a man say no? You are very good, an excellent soldier, let's shake hands first."

Facing Liu Lang's hand that was stretched out, Nicholas Caesar's expression was obviously surprised.

Nicholas Caesar lived in Chinatown for fifteen years and existed more as a combat machine. Although few kingdoms dared to scold him loudly, Nicholas Caesar knew very well that in the eyes of those kingdoms, he was just a tool for killing people. They never regarded him as a warrior or a partner, but were more afraid.

Never a kingdom looked at him with an equal look, and even took the initiative to shake hands, although he was a little unfamiliar with this etiquette.

He hesitated, but Nicholas Caesar still opened his big hand like a palm fan, holding Liu Lang's "little hand" that was slightly slender and white compared to his huge palm in his palm.

"Big man, pay attention!" Liu Lang gradually clenched his palms with a smile.

A huge grip force suddenly penetrated into his palm, and Nicholas Caesar, who felt the threat, instinctively reacted suddenly. When he realized that this person was not an enemy, he frowned and looked at Liu Lang, he found that Liu Lang, who should have been in pain, was still looking at him with a smile on his face. At the same time, the force in his palm was like the waves in the sea, one wave after another, one wave after another, and one wave was bigger than the other.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Give him the illusion that if he doesn't exert all his strength, his hand will be pinched. Because Nicholas Caesar already felt a huge pain, which was the most honest reaction of his body.

This fat man from the Kingdom who is not astonishingly looks turned out to be a master? A hint of horror flashed across the face of the White Bear Warrior. At that moment, he no longer retained his strength and burst out at least 80% of his strength, and he held it tightly.

However, unexpectedly, the power in the hands of the fat man in the Kingdom became stronger and stronger, so strong that Nicholas Caesar gradually used his strength to feed himself, and the "little hand" in his palm was still exerting force.

Nicholas Caesar almost stared at his eyes into the bronze bell eyes in the legendary kingdom. No matter what combat skills are, the strength of this kingdom's fat man is far superior to his. This magical discovery made Nicholas Caesar even more dazzling than discovering that the kingdom's fat man is a master with superb martial arts.

During the fifteen years he spent in the Kingdom gang, he had never seen a kingdom master, but without exception, he had to win with his superb fighting skills.

Even in the White Bear Country, Nicholas Caesar has never seen much stronger than himself. Especially for the past fifteen years, he has never been able to work hard, and his age has changed from 18 to 33 now. In his prime, when a warrior's physical fitness and skills are at its peak, he has enough confidence that few people on this planet crush him with their strength alone.

But now, he actually defeated a fat man from the Kingdom who was not astonishingly good. Nicholas Caesar, who was unwilling to accept it, struggled to stand for seven or eight seconds. The waves of huge forces from his palm forced Nicholas Caesar to admit that he was really inferior to the fat man from the Kingdom.

Is the Kingdom Kung Fu really so magical?
Chapter completed!