Fist Godzilla

Chapter 47 The slot machine that determines the schedule

Saeko took a break and changed into a swimsuit.

Although because of personality reasons, it is not a bikini, but a more conservative style.

But if you want Bai Tangjing to evaluate it, it is: With Saeko's figure, even a full-coverage swimsuit will look super sexy, right?

The eyes of almost all the men on the beach will involuntarily stay on Saeko's body.

From time to time, a loud swallowing sound can be heard.

But there are also some fighters who are not affected by hormones, but instead focus on the pale Baitang mirror.

"That guy didn't look so ugly yesterday."

"In other words, that 'monster' was actually injured in the mere trial last night?"

"Maybe? For example, someone was unruly last night, using weapons or something."

"Heh, no matter what, judging by his complexion, his condition will not be good. It would be great to be able to fight against him tomorrow."

Similar conversations take place between many fighters and their employers.

It even reached Bai Tangjing's keen ears.

It only made him smile.

Such an opponent, if he sees an opponent who is full of energy after going on the field tomorrow, and feels uneasy about his performance, then it shouldn't be his fault, right?
And when the two passed by a beach volleyball court.

A burly old man wearing only beach shorts broke free from Yingying Yanyan and walked in front of them.

"Mirror, what's going on with you?"

Takemoto Jiu'an still had ambiguous lip marks on his neck, but he looked at his apprentice seriously.

Such a complexion before the war, no matter how you think about it, it is not normal!
And Baitang mirror said with a smile.

"It's just mental exhaustion, don't worry, master."

Then he looked serious.

"Also. Thank you, master."

Thank you for your teaching, and my hard work, so that I can break free from that horror.

The old man stared seriously at the eyes of his proud disciple.

It wasn't until a while later that he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Haha! Although I don't know what happened, but you will meet me on the field, let me have fun, right?"

"Stay tuned, master."

Saying goodbye to the old man who was relieved and rushed into the waves of hips and breasts again, the two continued walking.

"Uncle Takemoto cares about you very much," Saeko chuckled, "During the time I've known him, he's only been like this to one of his disciples."

There was also a smile on the corner of Bai Tangjing's mouth.

He has never met other senior brothers, but from the words and deeds of Wuben teacher, it can be seen that none of them are figures who can reach new heights in martial arts.

In the eyes of a pure warrior like the master, none of them are conservative people who can be called "disciples".

Naturally, she had no chance to get his care.

His love will only be poured out to those juniors who can fight with him to the fullest in the future!

And when the two were talking about the old man, a black suit came in front of them.

"Is it the agent of Baitang Warehouse Logistics, Mr. Baitang Jing?"

"Yes, that's right." Bai Tangjing looked at the clothes that were exactly the same as those on the boat, and already roughly guessed the purpose of the man in black.

"Follow me, then. The order of play will be decided today."

As the black suit spoke, he politely pointed his finger backwards.

And Bai Tangjing was not surprised, first nodded to Saeko, and then followed.

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Inside a huge room on May Flow Island.

Or people in suits and leather shoes, or casually dressed people scattered in this room.

But no matter how they look, they all have one thing in common.

That is - super rich!
The president of Nogi Group, Hideki Nogi!
Gold Entertainment, Rino Kurayoshi!
Emperor Sakura Academy, playing Liuyuan Ziyin!

And most importantly.

Tokyo Electric Power, Hayami Katsumasa!

The Bank of Japan, the source of the film is destroyed!
The people here are no longer "rich" in the secular sense.

It is a big bourgeoisie who can influence a country and an industry!

only two surprises
"Yo! Uncle Yamashita, what a coincidence!"

"Ah, little brother Baitang, you are here too."

Yamashita, who was so nervous that his head was sweating, suddenly saw an acquaintance surrounded by a group of business predators, and was so excited that he almost cried.

Although Bai Tangjing and him only met once last night.

"Okay, everyone! Look here!"

Standing in the deepest part of the room, the president of the Fist Wishing Association, Katori Miitang made a loud voice that didn't match his figure.

The skinny old man had a nasty smile on his face that could scare a child into tears.

"Since the desperate match is held to challenge the old man's status, then as the challenger, it is understandable for the old man to stipulate the rules of the lottery for the match? Hahahaha!"

With a sound of "shua", a machine covered by flannelette behind the film source Mietang was carried to the center of the room by the black suits.

Then the skinny old man lifted the flannelette with his own hands, revealing the "slot machine" underneath?
Bai Tangjing crossed his arms and waited with great interest for the development of the scene.

"This is a special slot machine. Everyone chooses a number on it, and the one with the higher number has the priority."

"The old man will demonstrate first."

The president of the film source, the naughty boy, usually frantically presses the number on the slot machine, and then pops out a sky-high number.

"Oh, everyone, I'm sorry. It seems that 'Mie Tang Zhi Fang' will occupy a position first."

Afterwards, the name "Ganana" appeared on the final position of the battle table on the big screen in the room.

Soruin Ziyin, who got serious, didn't focus on Baitangjing's muscles.

Instead, with a cigarette in his mouth, he complained about the film source in the middle of the room.

"In the end, it's not just what you old man says!"

"That's right!" The skinny old man said proudly. "Just what I say is what I say! I have given you the opportunity to challenge me, so you just have to be grateful for Dade's acceptance, there is no room for rejection!"

"Now," the skinny old man stretched out his hand to Baitang mirror standing at the door of the room. "Let us, Mr. Baitang, the first martial artist and corporate agent in the history of our boxing club, come on stage!"

All the eyes of the people present were focused on the young man.

Among them, the president of the Nogi Group, Hideki Nogi has complicated eyes.He also had regrets when he gave up contact with teenagers because of his busy schedule.

But he never imagined that he would be able to meet a young man of such status again on today's occasion.

And the president of TEPCO, Hayami Katsumasa, who Bai Tangjing has been paying attention to.

The big man who personally sent the killers of the Wu clan to test the boy, now looks like he has never seen Baitang mirror.

His eyes were only fixed on the director of the film source.

So Bai Tangjing also walked in front of the slot machine with an indifferent expression.

Confronting someone like Hayami Katsumasa, if you don't achieve a certain advantage, then communication is futile.

Now is not the time.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The slot machine interface, which was almost blurred into a black shadow, easily opened a number second only to the source of the film under Bai Tangjing's seemingly random nods.

"So, I'm sorry everyone. I'll take the second position."

Amidst the uproar, he randomly arranged the name of "Baitang Mirror" on the screen.

After all, who else should he care about?
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