Sima Jiannan was wearing a cloak, sitting in front of the coffee table, gently wiping his long sword.

"Any news? Who am I fighting?"

The subordinate pushed up his glasses and said, "The second eldest son of the Chen family, Chen Sanjin, and the Sun family's Sun Hu, who is known as the tiger who goes down the mountain."

Sima Jiannan smiled.

"What do you think?"

"Sun Hu is very strong, but he will never be Chen Sanjin's opponent. Therefore, there is a high probability that he will join forces with you. We can first kill Chen Sanjin with Sun Hu, and then destroy Sun Hu."

Sima Jiannan smiled, "No, I want to kill Sun Hu with Chen Sanjin."

"Huh?" The subordinate was surprised, but soon showed a calm smile, "You are going to defeat Chen Sanjin alone in front of everyone."

"That's right!" Sima Jiannan threw the sword in his hand violently and inserted it directly into the scabbard.

He stood up and stared at his subordinates, "Chen Sanjin is arrogant and arrogant, and the strength he showed today is terrifying! Everyone was frightened by the three brothers of the Chen family, hahahaha!"

The subordinates also laughed, "Yes, their cards were revealed too early. Now the three brothers are the most popular. But the young master must be careful. Chen Sanjin's Qi is very weird. Compared with ordinary people, his real energy is

His energy is really strong. When you fight him, you need to be prepared."

"He's just a mortal. Listen to his name, Chen Sanjin. Hehe, he looks like a pork seller."

Sima Jiannan sighed, "Tomorrow, I will no longer hide my strength. I will let everyone see clearly who is the king of this arena!"

…

Ma Bucun was shirtless, with a towel covering his head. The tendons all over his body were wet with sweat and reflected the light.

He exhaled a breath and opened his eyes, "Who should I fight tomorrow?"

"Unfortunately, one of them is Chen Santan, the reckless man today."

Ma Bucun smiled, "That's great."

"Okay?"

"I don't like small fish and shrimps. Chen Santan is my rival. Is there another one?"

"It's Lang Jianyu."

"Oh? It's a bit troublesome."

"It's not Li Chengze or Zhan Bo, it's already very good."

"Um."

Ma Bucun stood up and grabbed a coat, "Let's go visit Chen Santan."

"Should we win him over in advance?"

"Well." Ma Bucun put on his suit and tie, and straightened his clothes in front of the mirror. "No matter what the outcome of this time is, the Chen family has become famous. The three sons are all top four middle school masters, haha,

It’s always good to make a few friends, maybe you can be hired under your command in the future.”

…

Chen Santan, our great hero, Zhao Ritian, is eating.

There was always roasted suckling pig on the table, with several side dishes beside it, and he enjoyed it very much.

Someone knocked on the door, and he said, "Come in!"

Ma Bucun opened the door and walked in.

Zhao Ritian said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Did you bring the oil saucer?"

Ma Bucun coughed and said, "Hello, Brother Chen Santan, my name is Ma Bucun."

"Ma Bucun?" Zhao Ritian was stunned, his face and hands were covered with oil, and he remained still. "Did you bring the oil dish?"

Ma Bucun secretly cursed the idiot.

"I mean, my name is Ma Bucun, not a waiter. I am your target for battle tomorrow."

"Ah!" Zhao Ritian suddenly realized, "Then do you have an oil saucer?"

Ma Bucun got angry, "I'm Ma Bucun, not a waiter, and I don't have an oil dish! What else do you know besides eating?"

"Why are you so anxious? Have you eaten? Let's eat something together?"

Ma Bucun waved his hand, "You're welcome, I've eaten."

"Oh, then can you help me get an oil dish?"

Ma Bucun looked at Zhao Ritian, "Can't you just take a bite without the oil dish?"

Zhao Ritian sighed, "Oh, okay. By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Ma Bucun! Ma Bucun! Ma! Bu! Cun!"

"Oops, it's so hard to remember the name." Zhao Ritian got up and dialed the room service number. "Way! Where's the oil dish I asked for? Oil dish! Yes, yes, yes, it will take a long time! It hasn't been delivered yet! Hurry up and let the milk drip.

All the pigs have been eaten!”

Ma Bucun took out his handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, "Can we chat for a while?"

"Can't you see?" Zhao Ritian said, "I don't have an oil saucer either!"

"Can we forget about the oil dish first?!"

"The waiter just forgot about me and you forgot about it. If I forget about it too, who can remember the oil dish!?"

Ma Bucun suppressed his anger, "Tomorrow is our battle. How about we join forces?"

Zhao Ritian glanced at him and smiled, "Join forces?"

"Yes, let's deal with Lang Jianyu together."

Zhao Ritian said, "Do we need to join forces to beat him? Tomorrow you stand next to me and I will kill him and then you."

The veins on Ma Bu Cunqi's forehead bulged.

"It's just a game. I just want to make friends with Three Ton Brothers."

"Ah!" Zhao Ritian laughed. "I thought you were here to deliver oil dishes, but no, I thought you were here to provoke trouble. I was just thinking that this suckling pig can't be let down. Now I will suffer a loss by fighting you, hahaha."

!No problem, no problem, I like making friends!”

"You are a very nice person. In this way, I will beat you lightly tomorrow until I hit you. Then, you will be wiser and you will almost give up."

No more. You really don’t want to take a bite?”

Ma Bucun really wanted to rush over and kill this Erbi with the roasted suckling pig.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Ritian was very excited, "The oil dish is here!"

Lang Jianyu opened the door and walked in, "Hey, Brother Ma is here too, hahaha! It seems like Three Ton Brother's place is very lively!"

Ma Bucun smiled and said, "Tomorrow will be a gentleman's dispute between the three of us. Let's say hello in advance so as not to hurt the harmony later."

"Oh, of course, of course. I also thought about visiting Brother Ma after visiting Brother Three Ton."

Lang Jianyu said, "Brother Three Ton, Jianyu is so polite."

Zhao Ritian asked him, "Have you brought the oil saucer?"

Ma Bucun slapped himself on the forehead and said to himself, this man didn't listen to a word he said and was still thinking about his oil dish.

Lang Jianyu didn't understand. "Oil dish? What oil dish?"

"For the dipping sauce, add shredded ginger, minced green onion and coriander, add some chicken essence and white sugar, mix well, use a knife to cut off the suckling pig, slice it thinly, and eat it with dipping, hey! Forget it! Didn't you bring it with you?

"

"I do not have it."

Zhao Ritian was unhappy, "No... what kind of service attitude do you have!? Huh!? I've been asking for an oil dish for a long time. I didn't bring one with me. I didn't bring another one with me. Why did you come to my place without bringing an oil dish!"

?”

Lang Jianyu went to see Ma Bucun, who shook his head helplessly.

"Ah..." Lang Jianyu forced a smile, "Brother Santon, you misunderstood, I am not a waiter."

"You're not a waiter either!?"

"Yes, I am Lang Jianyu, and I will be your opponent tomorrow."

"Oh oh oh!" Zhao Ritian said, "I'm sorry, I admit my mistake. I think your behavior is too much like that of a waiter."

Lang Jianyu couldn't hold back his anger, but when he thought of offending Zhao Ritian here, the two of them would naturally form an alliance, and he would be defeated tomorrow.

He could only force out a smile and said, "It doesn't matter. Brothers Three Ton have a good appetite!"

"It's okay, I haven't eaten much recently. Is there a grease dish in your room?"

Lang Jianyu tried his best to keep calm, "No."

"Oh, what a pity. Oh, do you have anything to do with me?"
To be continued...