Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

"280 million?"

Yes, because of the mechanism of doubling the bonus in Wudao, ah Jie's defeat directly doubled the bonus to 280 million!

Such a huge sum of money has never been seen before in the martial arts and Taoism competitions.

As soon as he saw the rich man in Jiangzhou, he was very angry.

While watching the drama, the state bigwigs, obviously also thought of this point, one by one are showing the expression of schadenfreude.

"Just now Wan Zhibin won 140 million yuan. This loss directly doubled the bonus to nearly 300 million yuan."

"Three hundred million, tut, Wan Zhibin's fortune is not more than one billion, but how many 300 million?"

"This martial arts competition is really enjoyable. Lin Songtao and WAN Zhibin, these two old foxes, have fallen into a big trap." There are old people, sharp comments.

"Yes, this Thai man is so powerful. It seems that this year's championship was won by Han Laosan, the son of a bitch." There are state and city bigwigs.

Wan Zhibin looked at the thin check. His face was gloomy and was about to drip. His hand holding the pen was shaking.

He wan Zhibin can not care about 30 million, but 300 million is definitely not a small amount. Moreover, the loss of 300 million yuan is too cowardly, which even implicates ah Jie's serious injury and dying.

Han Mingshan, who was puffing his cigar on the side, was very happy. He stroked his white beard and joked: "Wanjia boy, why? Scared? It's less than 300 million. Are you afraid of this? This piece of courage and insight, also want to be the head of Jiangbei? "

Han Mingshan's unbridled laughter, even more meaningful patted Wan Zhibin on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Wanjia boy, in addition to the 280 million yuan, I want 20 shares in the entertainment industry of Jiangzhou, and 30 shares in the aquatic industry of the eldest son river!"

Han Mingshan said more and more loud, the last sentence is almost roaring out.

"You Wan Zhibin was the lion's big mouth Han Mingshan, gas eyes straight want to spurt fire.

Both the entertainment industry and the water industry of the changzijiang River are fat and oily businesses. Han Mingshan has long wanted to get involved in it, and even more so, he has been in constant friction with Wan Zhibin.

"What? You want to pay off? Jiangbei's friends are all sitting here. You have just accepted the 140 million yuan of Lin's, and asked others to take 20 shares of jade industry. Now it's your turn that Wan Zhibin is bleeding. Why? Can't afford to lose? "

Han Mingshan looks at the vulture and coldly scans Wan Zhibin. The threat in his words is not concealed.

As soon as this speech came out, many big men who had long seen Wan Zhibin's displeasure fell into the pit one after another.

There was a steady stream of sarcasm.

Wan Zhibin's face was livid, and his forehead was full of blue tendons. He wanted to tear the Han Laosan in front of him.

At this time, a palm is gently put on WAN Zhibin's shoulder.

"Promise him."

Wan Zhibin's body trembled and looked at Meng ran with a pleading face.

Meng ran did not move, is still a light tone, "promise him, how much to lose, I will help you win back later."

When Han Mingshan heard Meng Ran's words, he immediately gave a sneer, glanced at Meng ran, and said in a strange way: "good boy, it's quite like what you're pretending to be. Win back? By you? "

Meng ran looked indifferent and sat down to drink tea.

Wan Zhibin hesitated for a while, then bit a silver tooth, signed his name on the check, and agreed to all the conditions of Han Laosan.

Han Laosan just left, Wan Zhibin took Meng Ran's palm and nervously said: "brother Meng, you must help me win back. I depend on you, brother!"

Meng ran nodded.

Su Fangfei smell speech, jade face above suddenly show a touch of vigilance, look at Meng ran badly, "you promise me not to fight? Besides, you don't know your physical condition. Let alone fighting, you can't even do strenuous exercise

Meng ran smile, soft voice: "don't worry, I won't fight with them."

Voice did not fall, Wan Zhibin immediately face such as bitter gourd, "brother Meng, you don't teach that Thai monkey?"

Meng ran shook his head gently.

"If you want me to do it, he's not qualified."

"Don't worry, someone will teach him a lesson."

Meng Ran's deep eyes crossed the whole eldest son River and looked to the distance.

In the confused eyes of Wan Zhibin and Su Fangfei, Meng ran murmured to himself:

"it's time for them to come..."