The apprentice dance is a must-do homework for Muay Thai players before the official competition, just like greetings during the Spring Festival.

One is to seek peace of mind and the other is to seek protection from gods. This custom is solemn and sacred in Taiguo.

But Zhang Xiaolu was ignorant and saw his opponent kneeling down and worshipping him, scolding him for pretending to be a ghost.

"Sow, what name your dad gave you? Why don't you call your seed?"

Zhang Xiaolu walked up to Zhongqiu, pointed at the back of his head and scolded, "My mother, you have been kneeling for a minute. If it really doesn't work, just admit defeat."

After three minutes, the fanged mask of the qinqiu stood up, but when he opened his eyes, Zhang Xiaolu was frightened.

Fierce, profound, arrogant, and full of murderous intent in his eyes.

His eyes were so scary that Zhang Xiaolu didn't dare to be direct, but he was afraid that the other party would see that he was cowardly, so he turned around and scolded the host again.

"Host, he knelt for three minutes. My waist was sore. I'll take a three-minute break."

As he said that, Zhang Xiaolu simply sat on the ring, and the audience was booing.

Zhang Xiaolu was struggling in her heart. On the one hand, he felt that he had lost, but on the other hand, Huang Yanjun was still watching from the bottom, taking the initiative to admit defeat and losing face. Rich second-generation like him cares about face the most.

In order to get back the scene, Zhang Xiaolu started to confront the following in the ring again.

Huang Yanjun completely looked down on Zhang Xiaolu and said, "Shen Qiye, why do you think Zhang Xiaolu will lose?"

"Shen Qiye, you are talking"

Seeing that no one answered behind him, Huang Yanjun quickly turned around, but there was no trace of Shen Qiye at this time.

"Yan Jun, what are you looking for?"

At this time, Jiang Mengmeng and a bunch of rich second-generations just came back.

Huang Yanjun said in confusion with beautiful eyes, "Mengmeng, have you seen Shen Qiye?"

Jiang Mengmeng sneered and said, "Who cares about that waste Shen Qiye? I guess he was scared away by Zhang Xiaolu."

In the eyes of the Shen family, Shen Qiye is synonymous with waste. Zhang Xiaolu was so fierce just now that he didn't even dare to give up.

Not scared away, what

Huang Yanjun shook his head, obviously not believing it.

She watched dozens of games at Dongxing, and Zhang Xiaolu's current performance is obviously strong. Although the game has not officially started, she has believed the result of Shen Qiye's statement.

Zhang Xiaolu will definitely lose.

"How much did you buy?" Huang Yanjun asked with concern, for fear that Jiang Mengmeng would buy too much.

Jiang Mengmeng pretended to smile and said, "I only bought 100,000 yuan."

Huang Yanjun's beautiful eyes instantly opened three points, "Mengmeng, you bought so many."

The Jiang family relies on their salary to make a living, so how can Jiang Mengmeng get so much money?

One hundred thousand, for a young lady like Huang Yanjun, it may be a V-pack thing, but how can Jiang Mengmeng get so much money?

Jiang Mengmeng smiled mysteriously. The money was the private money he and Shen Minghui dug from the Shen Group.

"Yan Jun, I still think I bought too little."

"I just heard that this Muay Thai player named Tianqiu has never played any professional competition before. Zhang Xiaolu is the king of Sanda in Donghai City, so he will definitely win." Jiang Mengmeng's mouth was almost to the back of her head.

When she thought that a hundred thousand could turn into two hundred thousand, her heart was filled with joy.

Huang Yanjun glanced at the ring. Before the competition officially began, she hurriedly said, "Mengmeng, let's go and return the money. Dongxing people should be selling me a favor."

"ah"

Jiang Mengmeng was stunned, "Yan Jun, don't scare me, you don't like Zhang Xiaolu"

This 100,000 yuan is all Jiang Mengmeng’s private money. If she loses this, she can’t even afford breakfast.

"I can't explain it clearly in one sentence, let's go and refund the money first."

As the game entered the countdown, Huang Yanjun pulled Jiang Mengmeng and hurried to the betting platform, but halfway through, a familiar black shadow flew out of the ring.

Huang Yanjun, Jiang Mengmeng, and a group of rich second-generations from Donghai have almost dropped their chins to the ground.

"I was really beaten by Chen Qiye." Huang Yanjun's face was extremely exciting.

It was Zhang Xiaolu who flew out. At the moment the game began, Zhong Qiu flew out of the ring with a flying knee.

The audience was booed.

"I'm a slut, this Zhang Xiaolu, why are you the King of Sanda in the East China Sea? Isn't this just a verbal shot?"

"Zhang Xiaolu, why don't you go and eat shit?"

"I think I support tens of thousands of dollars because of the people of Donghai. It's really blinding my dog's eyes."

There was a lot of curses around, and most of these people bought Zhang Xiaolu's win.

Jiang Mengmeng's heart is bleeding

She bought all her belongings, and she would eat dirt next time.

"Zhang, Xiao, Lu, I'll give you my whole family, you'll pay me my hard-earned money."

Jiang Mengmeng grabbed her hair with both hands, and she was almost crazy.

Next, this Muay Thai player named Zhongqiu faced another match and won another big victory.

Jiang Mengmeng stood there in dismay, and she wanted to slap herself to death.

If I had known that this birdman was so powerful, I should have bought a species and won.

Although they are rich second-generation circles, they are all sisters and sisters, but they really touch on their interests, and they are not as good as children's friendship.

She now has the heart to kill Zhang Xiaolu.

However, Huang Yanjun was very curious about Chen Qiye and asked, "Mengmeng, how much do you know about Chen Qiye?"

"he"

Jiang Mengmeng had just lost 100,000 yuan, so she was not in the mood to say Chen Qiye. She said casually, "Jun Yan, why do you always mention Chen Qiye? He is just a waste to put it bluntly."

"Chen Qiye is the adopted son of my third uncle. My third uncle has been away for several years. If it were ordinary people, they would have been away from home, but he still wanted to come back and grab the property. Such people are mangy dogs."

"Yan Jun, you must be careful about Chen Qiye and never be entangled by him."

Huang Yanjun heard Jiang Mengmeng talk about Chen Qiye before, and asked in confusion, "Can't Chen Qiye's wife be Lin Chuxue. I heard that she is quite beautiful."

"Hmph, Lin Chuxue will sooner or later be Brother Minghui's woman, and he is worthy of Shen Qiye." Jiang Mengmeng spat hard and spitted on the ground.

Isn’t Shen Minghui Chen Qiye’s elder brother?

How is this possible

Just when Huang Yanjun was still trying to ask about Chen Qiye's situation, a large number of people flocked to the fish and dragons outside the Dongxing Slaughterhouse. These people were all extraordinary in temperament, and several men in suits were carrying bodyguards, which looked awesome.

Today is the day when Chen Qiye openly declares war, and these are all from the top-level existences of various cities.

"My grass, why are there so many bosses coming today?"

"Sin'an, Jiangbei, look at it, our Chen Biao from the East China Sea is here too."

Hundreds of people in the Dongxing Slaughterhouse swayed and almost fell to the ground. This was obviously a big deal to happen.

At this time, an unexpected person walked onto the arena, and it was the boss of Dongxing, Bai Yunfei.

"Thank you for your support." Bai Yunfei bowed and said to the bosses everywhere.

"Bai Yunfei, I heard that someone wants to unify the East China Sea. I want to see which kid is not dead."

"Bai Yunfei, you are the master of Dongxing. We will give you a face today. Let me get out of here quickly."

"I haven't seen such a proud person for many years. I hope he won't die too early."

Donghai City is the source of the Three Rivers and directly connects to the East China Sea. How many cruise ships have to pass through Donghai City and spread out.

Anyone who unifies the underground forces in the East China Sea will have nothing to play with.

Their people just thought this matter was interesting and came to take a look out of Bai Yunfei's invitation.

However, after learning the news, the natives in the East China Sea vaguely hoped that this person would rise.

Because Donghai City has been bullied for too long.

But among the natives in the audience, only one of them was a rebellious person. Chen Biao was wearing a cast and looked at the end of the ring with a vicious look. "Chen Qiye, today next year will be your death day."

Seeing the reactions of all parties, Bai Yunfei said with a funny look, "Then I, Mr. Bai, please ask him out."

Most of the players who come to participate in the ring don’t need their real names and wear masks. After all, most of the boxers who come here are desperate people and don’t want to cause trouble.

Muay Thai players are not actually using their real names.

At this time, Bai Yunfei saw a thin man wearing a plain mask standing at the end of the ring, and was amused and crying.

What he was speechless was not the mask of the boxer, but his name.
Chapter completed!