Zhao Ritian is serious.
He didn't expect that there were still people in this world who would be benevolent and return to heaven.
How did he know that they were genuine Ninja Turtles, which had the same pronunciation as his, but a completely different meaning.
But Zhao Ritian doesn’t know!
I am a person who wants to wear three. I bet 10 million. If I win, I will get 100 million. If I lose, I will get nothing. I still owe Lu Chengwen a lot of money!
I'm desperate to earn a thousand yuan these days. Recently, I pick up shoes and clothes from Lu Chengwen's clothes, and I shamelessly eat at the second senior brother's house.
If I owe him another ten million, will I still be able to exist as a wise, intelligent, strong and brave image in front of him from now on?
Long Aotian must look down on me too!
Therefore, Zhao Ritian was really serious.
He shouted: "The benevolent will return! Fight!"
Buzz——!
Just one move!
Xiong Guishan felt completely confused!
This set of my own kung fu is both offensive and defensive, but the defense is even better!
Such an excellent defense was actually... disintegrated from within.
Zhao Ritian's true energy is so evil! So ghostly! So...
In the moment of fighting, I felt thousands of tiny strands of true energy entering my body from the pores all over my body!
Then all my own energy went haywire!
Every move that followed was severely deformed, and my mind suddenly became confused.
You have to try to straighten your own Qi countless times every second; you also have to observe the opponent's attack methods and react, judge, calculate and predict in time; you also have to constantly improve your Qi and face him again and again.
, each attack becomes more powerful than the last.
However, every time he resisted one more move, his own energy became more and more chaotic.
That is, the Four Gates of Ghosts! If they were both from the Four Gates of Heaven, they would have been slapped to death by Zhao Ritian!
However, even if you are the ghost four gates, your anger keeps getting chaotic and getting more and more chaotic, and you can't hold it back!
In less than a dozen moves, Zhao Ritian had already turned Xiong Guishan into a dog.
Even without a fight, Xiong Guishan felt bad. He took a few steps back, his chest was so tight that he raised a hand to signal a pause. Something was wrong with him...
Zhao Ritian saw such a perfect neutral! Good!
He took a step back, shrank his body back, as if he was accumulating energy perfectly, gritted his teeth, and gathered his true energy!
"The invincible super beautiful girl in the universe, Phantom Bangko, go to hell!"
call--!
Xiong Guishan's muscles all over his body were extremely stiff. He took a few steps back with his legs straight. Seeing the guy accumulating strength, he had no choice but to keep trying to show that there was something wrong with his own energy. He should pause first.
one time……
But he couldn't speak.
Zhao Ritian's final blow has arrived.
boom--!
The moment Xiong Guishan flew out, he was caught by Xiong Jianyu in mid-air. Xiong Jianyu tried hard to release his force, but finally hit the wall and fell down holding his junior brother.
Xiong Guishan vomited blood and pointed at Zhao Ritian. He couldn't say a word for a long time, and finally fainted.
The whole place was in an uproar!
"Fuck you! Xiong Guishan, you are really cracking down on counterfeiting, aren't you!? I will buy you a win with all my net worth! All my net worth!"
"Xiong Guishan! You bastard! He has been charging up his moves for so long, and you just stand there motionless! You bastard, you pay me back my money!"
The four major families were silent for a long time.
The head of the Zhou family looked solemn: "There's something wrong with his anger. Xiong Guishan had something to say before, but he couldn't say it out."
The head of the Feng family seemed a little excited: "So angry."
The smile of the head of the Zhai family disappeared: "A senior member of the four heavenly sects and the four ghost sects are actually... more than enough. The Yanshi family got an incredible genius. It is unimaginable that if he has another smart mind, he will be in the future.
He must be a well-known big shot in this world."
The head of the Yu family came closer to Yu Shasha: "Aren't you too full to pay attention to this person?"
Yu Shasha said: "Don't ask. We already said it is our job."
Yu Kuohai nodded: "That means everything is under your control."
The whole place was starting to get out of control.
Everyone stood up, insulted and shouted, and some mineral water bottles were thrown at the Xiongjian Gate.
Xiong Jianyu's face was ashen and he stood there motionless.
Behind him, medical staff were giving emergency treatment to his second junior brother, while he looked in the direction of Yanzhao's door and clenched his fists.
He didn't care even if he was hit on the head by mineral water.
The host began to ask everyone to calm down. After talking for a long time, but to no avail, he suddenly shouted: "Quiet!"
The scene fell silent instantly.
The host looked stern: "I hope all contestants can figure out where this is and who is hosting this martial arts conference! The four major families in Youzhou are all here, how can you allow you to make trouble like this!?"
Then he softened his voice: "I know that the result of today's game has surprised everyone, and I am the same. However, everyone had better understand that no one is forcing you to bet! It is you who think it is profitable,
Xiong Jianmen is sure to win and cannot lose, so they all end up."
"In this world, as long as you are willing to gamble, you will definitely lose sometimes. The more you think you are sure to win, the harder you will lose! This principle..."
The host shouted loudly: "Children should understand! Where can there be such cheap things? You don't even have to use your brain. You can grab money and go home and get rich?! Don't the people who open the market use their brains? The people who make the layout are the ones who do it.
Is it charity? Do you really understand the strength of the players on the field?"
"There is one more game, or two, or three games. None of us know the outcome of this game, and no one can see through it. Now, I ask all of you to save some face for the sect and family you represent.
! I am willing to admit defeat. No matter what the outcome is, sit on the chair and accept the result calmly! Dare to make trouble? Consider your own weight first! "
The whole place was silent.
It can be said.
After yesterday's farce, everyone felt that they had found an opportunity to make a fortune.
My brain has become hot and my thinking has become fixed.
Whatever you think will work, whatever you think will be reasonable, whatever you think will ensure a sure win... So, one person at the top can drive two people at the top, and two people at the top can drive ten people at the top...
In the end, everyone was raising money everywhere to bet on this bet. It felt like Lu Chengwen was born to be a big fat sheep, and he would be a waste if he didn't get it.
Haha, now everyone is looking over together. Lu Chengwen is drinking red wine, eating snacks, playing with his secretary, and chatting and laughing with Long Aotian.
Only then did everyone realize...it was me who was stupid.
I actually thought I could easily harvest Lu Chengwen... Why did I have this idea?
Big brother, that’s Lu Chengwen!
He is a money-making machine, he is the ancestor of deceiving people, he is a master of harvesting, he is the ancestor of fraud...
What on earth did I do wrong to actually think that he would lie on the ground and let everyone come and harvest it!? What was going on in my mind!?
Everyone looked at Xiong Jianyu.
Chapter completed!