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Chapter 1587: The opponent is weak

Roll the car window down and say to the person outside: "Please see the license plate clearly, thank you."

"Yes, sir!"

The person who came directly to stop him respectfully hit the spotlight and watched the car leave.

Qinglong was very curious: "What kind of license plate is this?"

Mo Boxiang shook his head: "Actually, I don't know where the license plate is special, and I don't know what identity it is to be qualified. But I only know that there should be no more than twenty cars that dare to hang such license plates in Dongyang."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. The owner of the car seemed to be a little bit from the background. Du Juan didn't even mean to look at the big gifts given by such a person. So what kind of woman is Du Juan?

And Mo Boxiang is well aware of everything here, and I believe it is not as simple as an ordinary passenger.

Li Fei asked, "Mr. Mo, thank you. I'm very curious, why do you look very familiar with this place."

Mo Boxiang smiled: "When you win the game, you will know everything. By the way, someone asked us to bring you a word. If you win this game, not only will someone meet you, but you will also give you a gift. If you lose, there is no other meaning. That person will give you a word and don't return to China in the future, because it is embarrassing to live."

Qinglong jumped up as soon as he heard this: "What did you say? Will we lose to the foreigners? We don't care whether it is a big gift or not. Go back and tell that person that my descendants of China will never lose!"

"Well, I understand. I wish you good luck. As for your food and accommodation expenses these days, someone has arranged everything for you. Don't worry, the only thing you have to do now is to win the game, and you will win every game. If you remember correctly, you will face it immediately, but the popular team in East Asia is from the Poison Peak Organization of Taiguo."

Afterwards, Mo Boxiang left.

"What a strange guy."

Doubtfully, Li Fei and others rushed into the venue all the way, almost entering the host's voice.

"Now, please take your participants. Let me say it again. If the procedures have not been completed in the remaining five minutes, it will be considered an automatic abstention. The next one will be Zhanlong from China, against the Du Peak of Taiguo. There are a total of five skill competitions, and the one with the highest total score will win."

Li Fei's voice suddenly rang: "We are here! The people from the Poison Peak Organization! I am the captain Li Fei!"

The leader of the opposite Du Feng is Ban Jia, who is about 1.75 meters tall. Although he is not very burly, his muscles are relatively strong because of his years of practice, which makes people involuntarily think of American fighting.

Banga curled his mouth and then raised his little finger: "Chinese people are not punctual, and their kung fu is better than our Taiquan, huh..."

He raised his little finger and kept shaking it, completely provoking it with no pretentiousness.

The audience below burst into laughter: "Hahaha, Chinese Li Fei, we have never heard of it."

"Your man named Golden Dragon is said to be your boss. Did he be so scared that he dared not come and became a turtle with his head?"

"Everyone who pretends to compete will come over to compete with me!" Qinglong couldn't help but be furious when he heard this.

Li Fei pointed his hand and pretended to be admiring: "Oh, you are Benja, you have admired me for a long time, I have admired me for a long time."

After hearing this, Benja couldn't help laughing: "You have some knowledge and have heard of my name. Since this is the case, in order not to hurt the harmony, you advise you to give up and surrender."

Li Feiyile: "You are not self-indulgent. I said I have been so impressed that I didn't know that you are still a fool. Is there no one in your country? I will send you, a three-legged cat? Zhang Yong, you will play with this captain Banga in the first game!"

"Okay!" A soldier named Zhang Yong jumped out directly. The young man's skin was bronze and full of tendons, which looked very difficult to deal with.

Banga laughed contemptuously: "Very good, then don't blame me for bullying the small ones. You all get out of the way. I will solve this first, and then break the captain's neck in a slight way. Hahaha, come on!"

Seeing Zhang Yong fighting against Banga, the captain's two moves were just talking big. If he really tried, he would be like a big boxer, like a rock-scissor.

After all, the real masters of great comparison are very low-key and never say they are very arrogant, just like Li Fei, the masters in the cultivation world. Moreover, people who verbally clamor are usually beaten the most.

Although Taiquan is very powerful, with great moves and extremely lethality, it usually hurts the opponent on the ring.

However, this time, Benja and others chose the wrong partner.

Zhanlong is not just a false reputation. They are the top mercenary corps in China, and each of them is a first-class expert.

Sure enough, when Ban Jia fought with Zhang Yong on the ring, he found that the Chinese soldier in front of him not only had a fast attack but also had a strong defense. Even if he had a heavy knee and an iron elbow landed on him, the opponent was still safe and sound. Instead, he was hit by a few heavy punches one after another, and was dizzy and almost got kosked on the spot.

Li Fei waved his hand: "Isn't there a total of five games? One by one, it's more troublesome. Brothers, Gao Ming, Chen Song, Jiang Cheng, Zhao Meng, you also find your own opponents and play with these friends."

When Benja heard this, he immediately swung his eyes, retreated to the safety line, and shouted: "I object! This is not the rule of the game."

Li Fei was watching the game below, stood up from his seat, and pointed his hand: "You object to invalidity, the rules of the game are clearly stated. The total score is the highest in five games, but I didn't say that you can't finish it in one go. You, you, and you, dare you say there is? Since there is no, it is not considered breaking the rules."

"Me! This..." Benga originally wanted to say that according to the rules, one game must be played one game after another, but Li Fei was right. The game regulations did not say that five games were not allowed to compete one game.

"Don't do this or that. If you want to fight, you should fight quickly. If you can't beat him, you will admit defeat. What's the matter with hiding behind the safety line like a turtle?"

"Chinese people, don't be proud. Today I'm fighting for honor!"

When I heard Banja said this, I knew that this guy would definitely lose, but it was just because he couldn't let go and had to rush up and get beaten up. Isn't this a waste?

Zhang Yong was very successful. He won the first battle, and Benja was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen. He dared not be arrogant anymore and never mentioned the fight for honor. Although he lost, his eyes were still dissatisfied.

He lost so much, and his other subordinates were beaten to pieces in a few strokes, supporting each other one by one, and were staggering.

"I didn't expect that the War Dragon actually won with an overwhelming advantage."

"Yes, they just got off the plane and had time to rest, and they were in such a brave state. It was simply terrible."
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