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Chapter 703 The Lion King

"How much money are you willing to pay?"

Benon narrowed his small eyes slightly, stretched out his fat index finger and said, "As long as Lord Lion King is willing to take action, I am willing to pay you 100 million US dollars. What do you think?"

The man, known as the "Lion King" in front of him, was wearing a pair of sunglasses and a national character, with a beard covered with beard; his shoulders are wide, his body is thick, strong neck, his arms are slender, and his muscles are stretched in a streamlined shape, looking full of explosive beauty/sense.

After hearing the fat man's words, the man wearing sunglasses smiled without raising his head: "Do you think I'm short of 100 million US dollars?"

"Uh... Of course, Lord Lion King is not short of this money, but don't you think fighting with such a person is also a pleasure?" Stewart said with a pair of small eyes.

"Are you talking about Li Fugui from China?"

He muttered to himself, the man's eyes that were blocking behind the sunglasses moved. A strange flashed through his blood-covered pupils, and then the corner of his mouth moved slightly: "Do you want to cheat that Chinese? I can promise you, but I want to share half of the money you won. Is there any problem?"

"I..."

Benon, who was about to argue, remembered something again. His fat face was filled with a smile and said, "Trade."

At this time, Greenwell, who was standing outside the door of Fang Yuanshan's guest room, had not left yet, and said to the door: "Fang, listen to me, my idea is really great..."

"Thomson, people ignore you at all, all you say is futile. The last time I asked you, if you don't leave, I'll leave."

Turning his head and looking at the door behind him, Greenwell finally walked towards his sister helplessly. Fang Yuanshan in the room "saw" this buzzing "fly" and finally left, he got up and asked Li Fugui to have a meal...

"Mr. Okura, what do you think of my proposal?"

At this time, at the fighting scene on the top floor of the cruise ship, in one of the private rooms, Benon was talking about his plans to several wealthy people. After hearing his words, one of the women frowned in dissatisfaction and looked at Stewart and said viciously: "It's better to teach that damn Chinese pig a lesson and let him know his identity."

Hearing that someone finally agreed to his suggestion, Benon raised his right hand and sucked a cigar, and said in his mouth: "What else can hurt him more than winning those colorful US dollars from his pocket?"

Several men in the room were not interested in teaching people at all. They only care about whether they could win money. After thinking for a while, one of the European and American men asked, "Are you sure he will take action?"

"Of course, they are not in good condition in South Africa this year, so the Lion King is here to make money."

Sitting opposite Benon was a short Japanese man named "Dajiu", about 40 years old, with a mustache. After a while of silence, he said in awkward English: "That Chinese man is very skilled. How can you be sure that this Lion King can win?"

"Mr. Okura is talking about that Li Fugui?"

The Japanese man touched the mustache at the corner of his mouth, his eyes shone with a cold light, and he frowned and said, "It seems that you don't know much about that young man."

He followed him to roughly tell Fang Yuanshan's background, but he skipped the fact that Fang Yuanshan killed the Japanese martial arts world and became in ruins.

"hehe"

Looking at everyone in the room, he looked at him with a smile. "Dajiu", who had just finished talking about Fang Yuanshan's deeds, said strangely: "Why are you laughing? Isn't this scary enough?"

Finally, Benon smiled and explained to him: "It seems that Mr. Okura has never heard of Mr. Lion King's name, so I will briefly tell you about his deeds. I believe Mr. Okura must have heard of the killer organization KK. Mr. Lion King came out of KK. After that, he was active in the Somalia waters. All the pirate organizations there obeyed him, and no one dared to disobey his will."

Seeing that "Dajiu"'s lips moved and wanted to say something, Benon took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to say what does this have to do with his martial arts value? It has a lot to do. Mr. Lion King's reputation in South Africa was made, from underground boxing champions to fighting champions, including several championships that have been on the ship, and several of them were beaten to death by him on the spot."

Speaking of this, Benon's face also became serious, and his voice lowered: "I won't talk about Mr. Lion King's strength for the time being, but many large underground gambling/stadiums, boxing matches, including this Jazz cruise ship, have to share him with a certain proportion. Can you imagine his strength?"

After raising his head, everyone in the room had a tacit understanding and did not talk about the "Lion King" anymore, and instead talked about how to get Fang Yuanshan to agree to this high-value bet.

At this time, Fang Yuanshan, who was dining in the restaurant, had just sent away the Jenny who asked him to help get the gambling card, and the "Greenwell" who had been chattering endlessly appeared again. The so-called "smiling man" was not slapping the smiling man, this handsome young man was always smiling, and Fang Yuanshan couldn't say anything.

"Have Mr. Fang been to France? The scenery there is very charming, such as the vanilla in Nice, which is quite famous all over the world..."

"Have Mr. Fang ever had a girlfriend in France? If not, I suggest you go there and have a relationship..."

"Mr. Fang..."

Fang Yuanshan, who was "buzzing" in his head, finally couldn't stand it anymore. He looked up at him and asked, "Ok, ok, please tell me what Mr. Greenwell has to do." Fang Yuanshan found that it was not wise to participate in the gambling king competition without hiding it.

However, the reason why he did not turn against each other is that since Greenwell was invited to the top, it at least shows that his background is not simple. So without profit, he does not want to get into a rich man for no reason.

Greenwell, who was opposite, was not too anxious when he heard his words. After asking the waiter for a steak, he slowly started eating it. Just as Fang Yuanshan frowned, he stopped the action and said, "Okay, what I just said was just a joke. In fact, I didn't ask you to gamble/bet."

"Oh what's that?"
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