The Supreme Abandoned Daughter of the Mad Doctor

Chapter 153 Gorgeous counterattack, multi-focus (8)
But in any case, Ge Yu has made great progress, which is gratifying!

Jing Rong glanced at Hua Weirong, then at Ge Yu who had just stepped off the ring, he had no other thoughts in his mind except to sigh.

Monsters, one and two are monsters!
The next three games will not be attractive to Hua Weirong.She has finished what she wants to see.

Right after Ge Yu left, Hua Weirong and Jing Rong also left.

Before betting on He Guojian Sheng, 1000 million turned into 2000 million.

The second bet is to cut the victory, 2000 million becomes 2000 million!

It's faster than robbing a bank.

Hua Weirong didn't mention money, she didn't even ask Jing Rong how much he bet.

But after that, Jing Rong directly transferred [-] million yuan to Du Wubing's account for the construction of the hospital.

He didn't tell Hua Weirong, and it wasn't necessary, he just explained to Du Wubing that this was the money Hua Weirong earned in the south.

When we got back to the hotel, it was already late at night.

"The next competition will be held in three days." Jing Rong said.

Hua Weirong nodded.

Jing Rong hesitated, but still asked, "Don't you need to go to Ge Yu?"

"Need not."

Now that Hua Weirong has said that, Jing Rong can't say anything more.

For Hua Weirong, Jing Rong, and most of the spectators watching the boxing match, the night was over.

But for many, the night is just beginning.

At the end of the game, the corpses of the dead players were taken away by the people from their respective sects. Of course, they also took away the appearance fees and previous victory prizes.

He Guojian notified his master at the first time, because Liu's Xingyi's martial arts gym is also in F city, so that night, He Guojian's master, Zhang's Taiji sect Zhang Qifeng, took his eldest disciple He Guo Together with his son Zhang Chao, he visited Liu's Xingyi!
When Zhang Qifeng and others arrived, Liu Xingyi's martial arts gym was brightly lit!

All the disciples gathered in the martial arts hall with white mourning on their heads.

Liu Qingyun's body was placed in the center of the martial arts hall.

Liu Huan, the head of the Liu family's Xingyi sect, was also the uncle of the deceased Liu Qingyun, with a sad and sinister expression on his face.

When Zhang Qifeng and the others came in, they first offered a stick of incense to Liu Qingyun. As an elder, Zhang Qifeng also bowed to the deceased. After all, the deceased is the greatest, and this is respect for the deceased.

The eldest disciples He Guojian and Zhang Chao behind Zhang Qifeng, as well as other disciples who followed, followed the master's actions and bowed down to Liu Qingyun and offered incense.

The etiquette is enough.

Liu Huan, the master of Liu's Xingyi Sect, nodded to Zhang Qifeng with an extremely sad expression on his face.

"Brother... my condolences!"

Zhang Qifeng sighed heavily.

Liu Huan smiled coldly, "Life is a matter of life and death. Since you are participating in this boxing match, you must be prepared to die at any time. Warriors have always pinned their heads to their waistbands since ancient times."

Zhang Qifeng sighed, "Nephew Qingyun, you shouldn't be here."

Liu Huan sneered, "It shouldn't be folded here. Where does the sect master think he should fold it? Should it be placed in your Zhang Taiji hand?"

"Master Liu, please don't misunderstand, Qifeng has absolutely no such intentions. It's just... just thinking that Nephew Qingyun was tricked by an unknown pawn, I feel extremely uncomfortable. I have never heard of Wujiquan. Bullshit boxing, dare to compare with our orthodoxy!"

Zhang Qifeng continued indignantly, "That kid, we don't know where he came from. Nephew Qingyun is obviously much better than him, but he accidentally fell into his hands. Who knows if he used some kind of conspiracy? If we don't investigate clearly...I'm afraid that in the future, there will be no place for our orthodox martial arts!"

Liu Huan's complexion also changed from cloudy to sunny.

He didn't say anything, and immediately another disciple came in to report.

"Tell Master that Cui's Xingyi sent someone to bring a wreath, saying yes... saying yes..."

Liu Huan shouted, "What are you talking about!"

"Say yes, I wish the big brother a good journey!"

"Snapped!"

Liu Huan took a picture of the table next to him, the solid wood table, and he slapped it to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, another disciple came to report.

"Report to Master, Mr. Du came to express his condolences to Senior Brother."

"Who?" Liu Huan was taken aback.

"Mr. Du."

"Which Mr. Du!" Liu Huan frowned.

"Brother Liu, my condolences have changed!"

Before the disciple could answer, a voice sounded from behind.

When Liu Huan saw the person coming, his face immediately changed, and then he walked up solemnly.

"Why is Mr. Du here? Qingyun... If he knows that Mr. Du is here to express his condolences, I believe he can rest in peace." Liu Huan sighed.

Zhang Qifeng also came up and said with a smile, "Mr. Du."

When the visitor saw Zhang Qifeng, he nodded slightly, "Master Zhang is also here."

At this moment, another disciple ran in with a strange expression on his face.

"Master, Master Hong of Hong Quan, Master Ye of Wing Chun, and Master Jia of Muay Thai are all here!"

Liu Huan's expression kept changing, and finally he could only choke out two words, "Please."

Soon, twelve large mahogany armchairs were placed in Liu Xingyi's martial arts gym.

Mr. Du and Liu Huan sat directly in front of them, the upper and the main seats.

The other ten chairs were divided into two rows around Liu Qingyun's body and sat facing each other.

Soak the tea.

Those sitting on the big armchairs are all sect masters, and their apprentices are all behind their respective sect masters.

Even if the reputation is as powerful as He Guojian, in this kind of occasion, he is not qualified to sit down, but can only stand behind his master.

Hierarchy is strict.

The scene quickly fell silent.

Then, Liu Huan, who was on the main seat, stood up.

"Today everyone came to bid farewell to the unworthy apprentice Qingyun. Liu Huan thanked everyone here in advance!"

After speaking, Liu Huan bowed to everyone.

Immediately afterwards, he said in a concentrated voice, "I know the meaning of everyone coming here. Qingyun is dead, and he is in a boxing match again. Life and death depend on fate. If he dies, it can only be said that he is not good enough! Originally, I didn't want to Disturb Qingyun's rest again, but you are here today... I think, I also guessed what you mean."

Zhang Qifeng stood up and said, "My condolences to Master Liu. Nephew Qingyun is extremely talented and famous at a young age. He should have been the first among this generation of juniors to achieve the position of grand master! Unfortunately, today he fell into a In the hands of an unknown pawn. It is really sad, deplorable and exasperating! If the person who defeated Qingyun was a master we all recognize, then there is nothing to say, but he is an unknown pawn. Everyone, who of you has heard of Wujiquan?"

(End of this chapter)