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Turning to Qin Sanshun's video, he found nothing. As a gambler, Qin Sanshun is very clear about these ways in the casino. When he entered the door, he had already leaned on his eagle-like eyes, I found out where the camera was installed in the casino, and he covered up the cards when he played a thousand cards, and his movements were very natural. Even if the camera captured it, it would not be obvious from the display that he was playing a thousand cards.

They are all masters, but it is obvious that Chen Dasheng has a better skill!Mei Jiu and the others couldn't help but sigh, this video is probably enough for them to study for a long time.

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While Mei Jiu and the others were looking for flaws in the video of Chen Dasheng in the monitoring room, at this moment Chen Dasheng was walking to the suburbs.

Not long after he walked out of Wu's Casino, Chen Dasheng walked a few blocks and was about to go back to Wenshu Monastery, but he felt that he was being followed in an alleyway.

I always feel that there are a pair of eyes staring at me from behind, that feeling is like being stared at by a beast, which makes people feel creepy from the bottom of my heart.

Chen Dasheng remained calm, wandered in his mind for a while, then went out of the alleyway, turned a corner and walked towards the suburbs, and did not choose to go back to Sisters' Square.

Although Chen Dasheng didn't see the person behind the gaze, he still felt very familiar. If he guessed correctly, it should be the black man who was with Qin Sanshun just now.

Chen Dasheng didn't want to cause trouble for Sister Fang, and he didn't want his sister to know that he was going to gamble, and he was very confident in his own strength. Although this guy was not kind and he must be a strong person, he should be able to handle it.

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Chen Dasheng speeded up intentionally, wanting to test the opponent's strength, gradually getting faster and faster, like a gust of wind across the urban area, and appeared in the outskirts of the east of the city.

Before he knew it, he came to the foot of Longquan Mountain again. Chen Dasheng's speed slowed down. There was no one around here. He could sense that the person behind him was still chasing him quickly, and the distance between the two never shortened. Even a little bit.

Sure enough, this guy is strong enough!A trace of solemnity flashed between Chen Dasheng's brows. Although he didn't use full speed just now, that speed is not something that ordinary martial artists can catch up with. This Simba is definitely very strong.

Without stopping, Chen Dasheng went directly to Longquan Mountain. In the dead of night, there was no one around here. It was a good place for fighting. No matter how big the commotion was, no one would notice it.

The top of Longquan Mountain.

It was golden autumn and October, Chen Dasheng came to the flat land he was familiar with, where there was already a layer of fallen leaves, and the autumn wind flew around, very chilling.

The sun shines during the day, but there is no moon at night. There are dark clouds in the sky, only a glimmer of light at the edge of the sky, and the surroundings are dark. From time to time, there are one or two creepy bird calls, coming from the deep tree crowns and bushes. The caller felt a chill down his spine.

Chen Dasheng is isolated on a boulder, quietly waiting for Simba's arrival.

"You've been with me for so long, why don't you come out to meet me?" Chen Dasheng sneered at the dark woods.

Chen Dasheng has sharp eyes and ears. Although it was dark at this time, he could still hear a slight panting sound with his ears. When he reached the forest on the edge of the ground, he stopped. intention of.

"Hahaha, it turns out that you have discovered me a long time ago and lured me here on purpose!" Chen Dasheng heard a rustling in the woods, and immediately, a row of white teeth slowly moved towards him in the darkness. Slowly floated over.

This thing is too dark, so dark that you can easily blend into the night just by standing there. Chen Dasheng twitched his face, and shouted directly, "Report your name!"

Immediately, he took out a flashlight from the Qiankun bracelet, shook it at the row of white teeth, and it turned out to be the black man dressed in a different way.

Under the strong light, the black man stretched out his hand to block it, and directly said to Chen Dasheng in his half-baked Mandarin, "My name is Simba, and I come from Ivory Mountain!"

"Ivory Mountain?" Chen Dasheng couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and the flashlight dangled on Simba's crotch, "You won't tell me that the thing under your crotch is Liu Laogen?"

"Huh?" Simba was a little puzzled. The cultural difference prevented him from understanding Chen Dasheng's humor, but he could tell from Chen Dasheng's tone that Chen Dasheng was making fun of him, so he said loudly, " What Liu Laogen, I am the number one warrior of the elephant race, the Simba warrior!"

Elephant Terran?Chen Dasheng was taken aback. He had read some geographical magazines before, but he had seen that there was an Elephant tribe in Africa. The men in the tribe had ridiculously big things. There were even pictures on the Internet. Women screamed for it, and men felt inferior for it. The men of the Elephant Race are even called the strongest men on earth by some good-for-nothings.

Standing side by side with the Elephant Human Race, there is also a Giant Yin Race, which is also a wonderful flower in the human world. The two testicles are hundreds of times larger than ordinary people, hanging like two basketballs, and are worshiped by many people as artifacts.

I remember that when Chen Dasheng saw the photos of these two African tribes, he imagined in his heart that if these two tribes were allowed to interbreed and give birth to a man with the blood of the two tribes, what kind of general scene would it be?

It never occurred to him that the Elephant Human Race, whom he had only seen in magazines and the Internet, would actually meet him one day. When the flashlight landed on Simba's huge ivory, Chen Dasheng couldn't help but click his tongue. He is actually the number one warrior of the Elephant Human Race, so the thing in the ivory must be extraordinary!

Seeing the dull expression on Chen Dasheng's face, Simba smiled, as if he thought Chen Dasheng was shocked by his name.

"Why are you following me?" Came back to his senses, Chen Dasheng looked at Simba with an unkind expression.

Simba grinned at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of light, and said in his broken Mandarin, "You are a strong man, I want to kill you!"

"Kill me? So direct? I don't have any enmity with you, do I?" Chen Dasheng frowned. Maybe this guy's vocabulary is not enough, but looking at his fierce eyes like a jackal, he really looks like It's like killing yourself.

Simba smiled as always, "You and I have no enmity, but you won my brother Qin's money, and Brother Qin asked me to clean up you, but just now, I saw that your strength seems to be quite good, so I decided, Or beat you to death!"

As he spoke, Simba licked his lips, with a bloodthirsty expression on his face, excited as if he was about to pounce on Chen Dasheng and bite Chen Dasheng into pieces.

brutal!

Looking at Simba's extremely savage expression, Chen Dasheng could only think of one word in his mind, just because he was strong enough, this guy would beat him to death. This kind of logic simply overturned Chen Dasheng's cognition.

Qin Sanshun, who had politely apologized to himself before, unexpectedly turned around and let someone mess with him, is simply a typical smile hiding a knife, really insidious!

After thinking about it, Chen Dasheng's eyes showed a murderous intent, he sneered at Simba, and said, "I have benefited a lot from what you said, and I will give you two choices, one, go back immediately Go to your ivory mountain, don't let me see you again, two, let me kill you!"

The voice was unusually cold, people respect me one foot, I respect others one foot, since you want to kill me, I don't have to be polite to you, an aborigine from Africa, even if he dies, no one will know.

Chen Dasheng clenched his fists, and there was a crackling sound. After hearing this, Simba was not only not afraid, but became even more excited.

"Then let's see who we kill first!" Simba laughed like a madman, and immediately rushed towards Chen Dasheng, punching Chen Dasheng's face with a straight fist.

Simba is like a humanoid tank, running super fast, the ground trembles violently under his heavy footsteps, that level of power is enough to make anyone who faces him feel terrified.

Facing Simba's fierce and barbaric collision, the noble blood flowing in Chen Dasheng's body does not allow him to retreat in the slightest. He is a descendant of the giant spirit clan. Descendants of the Spirit Race?

"Humph!"

Throwing the flashlight in his hand aside, Chen Dasheng let out a cold shout, and punched Simba's pitch-black fist fiercely.

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