Super Monk

Zhao Fugui's eyebrows wrinkled violently. Zhang Xishan's mouth and nose were bleeding when he was thrown. He saw the huge body of Li Sanlang, the crane turtle, pressed down fiercely. He quickly rolled on the ground and hid beside him.

Zhang Xishan is not a black champion. He will be disabled even if he is pressed like this.

He GUI Li San Lang didn't hold Zhang Xishan down. With a grim smile on his face, he slowly got up from the ground. As soon as he wiped his mouth, he hit his face and his face.

As soon as his face changed, he grabbed Zhang Xishan's shoulder fiercely with both hands. Zhang Xishan immediately hid beside him to avoid Li Sanlang's attack.

Crane tortoise force three Lang roared, once again rushed to Zhang Xishan past. Zhang Xishan's eyes flashed. He saw that he was a little disordered. He immediately knew that Zhao Fugui was right. His left leg was definitely ill.

"Hum, this little old man knows how to avoid. He can never defeat Hercules. The victory of Hercules is just around the corner! Huaxia people, I will accept the money you sent me! " Shangshan Jiuzhi looks at the check and the supreme black card in the tray of the card girl's hand. A trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and he immediately reaches for it.

"Pa!" Shangshan Jiuzhi's hand was patted away by Zhao Fugui. Zhao Fugui sneered, "you want to take money before you win or lose. In my opinion, crane turtle lisanro will lose!"

"Baga, you damned Chinese, don't be hard mouthed. How could he Guijun lose?" Shangshan Jiuzhi's face sank and he yelled.

Just at this time, a shrill scream suddenly sounded in the octagonal cage. Zhao Fugui and Shangshan Jiuzhi looked at it at the same time. Shangshan Jiuzhi's face suddenly changed, and it was heguilisanro who screamed.

"How can it be!" He couldn't believe what he saw.

He GUI Li Sanlang held his left leg and screamed bitterly. His left leg had been deformed, supporting his 500 Jin body.

Zhang Xishan had attacked lisanro hegui's left leg three times in a row, and finally got the effect. There was a dead silence outside the fighting field. Taking advantage of the victory, Zhang Xishan feigned to attack the head of hegui lisanro, and then fiercely kicked him in his left leg.

Heguilisanro let out a cry of pain, and his huge body collapsed. No one could believe that Zhang Xishan, a small old man, could really defeat heguilisanro, a sumo wrestler.

Zhang Xishan saw that he GUI Li Sanlang had lost the ability to resist. He wiped the Han water on his head and saluted Zhao Fugui with both hands. All of a sudden, there was a howling sound inside and outside the fighting field, and the half human and half god Yokohama level player lost. These Japanese people could not accept what happened in front of them.

"I'm sorry, it seems that it's useless to grow fat and strong. The billion yen belongs to me!" Zhao Fugui reached out and picked up the two checks, flicked them, and then stuffed them into his pocket.

"Damn chinese people!" Shangshan Jiuzhi's face became very ugly. He didn't expect that he would lose the first World War.

"Damn fool, you have to pay for my loss!" The middle-aged man's face also became very ugly. He slapped him in the face of Shangshan Jiuzhi fiercely. The middle-aged man lost 40 million yuan, not to mention that he was injured.

The failure of rizaburo Kawakami is bound to cause a huge loss to his reputation, and his injury will also make him unable to appear in the arena for a long time. These losses may add up to several billion yen, which the middle-aged people are absolutely unwilling to bear.

"Uncle, who can think that your people are so useless, this crane turtle lishiro is not qualified for Henggang!" Shangshan Jiuzhi's face changed and sophisticated.

"Fart!" As soon as the middle-aged man's face changed, he stopped speaking Chinese, and began to yell and scold in Japanese and Shangshan Jiuzhi.

"Dog bite dog!" Zhao Fugui looked at them disdainfully and said to Kimura longer, "Kimura, go and change our bet back!"

"Yes, Zhao Jun!" Kimura longer also didn't believe what he saw in front of him. He was called by Zhao Fugui, which reflected that he quickly went to the dealer to get the money.

Zhao Fugui has won one billion yen from Jiuzhi Shangshan. The banker will lose 2.5 billion yen, and the banker will lose 2.5 billion yen. The total amount is 3.5 billion yen, which is more than 200 million yuan. This is a big profit.

Kimura longer goes to settle the compensation. Zhao Fugui looks back and remembers why Shu Xiaosu hasn't been back for so long. Just at this time, a bodyguard of ITO family, covering his ribs, stumbles over.

Zhao Fugui's face suddenly changed. He clearly saw that there was blood flowing out of the bodyguard's rib.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Fugui quickly pressed the big acupoint on the bodyguard's body to reduce bleeding, and then asked in a deep voice.

"Sir, Miss Shu has been arrested. She's over there in the box!" The bodyguard struggled.

"What?" Zhao Fugui's face sank and he said, "you take him to the hospital!"

Zhao Fugui immediately rushed to the box. Not long ago, Shu Xiaosu came out of the bathroom and suddenly met a drunk young man with a soft face. When the man saw Shu Xiaosu, his eyes lit up and he pulled her to accompany her.Zhao Fugui arranges bodyguards to see wrong, immediately rushed up, want to take Shu Xiaosu away, but did not expect this feminine young man to drink, immediately rushed out a few people covered with tattoos.

The bodyguard immediately put down two people, just took out the gun was stabbed a knife, the gun was also robbed, watching Shu Xiaosu was taken away, can only struggle to report to Zhao Fugui.

Shu Xiaosu constantly struggles, and is pulled closer to the box by young men. The box is full of people, all of them are gang members with tattoos on their bodies, even the women with tattoos on their bodies.

"Let me go, let me go!" Shu Xiaosu struggles desperately, but is caught dead by the young man and can't get away.

"It turned out to be a Chinese woman. I've never seen such a beautiful Chinese woman before!" The young man's lustful smile made him reach for Shu Xiaosu's face.

Shu Xiaosu turns to avoid in horror, but the young man's hand reaches half and is caught by another strong arm.

"Baga, damn it, kill him!" As soon as the young man's face changed, he snapped.

"Young and murderous!" It was Zhao Fugui who came at the time of crisis. He was cold in his eyes. He didn't look at the short knives stabbed at him at all. With a click, he broke the young man's arm.

"Ah The young man uttered a shrill scream, and immediately came the shrill Japanese in the box. Zhao Fugui didn't even look at the gang members. In the blink of an eye, he broke the other arm of the young man.

"Zhao Jun!" Kimura longer with two bodyguards to catch up, see this scene suddenly changed face. "Zhao Jun, let's go. This is taro Xikou, the son of Maonan Xikou, the leader of Jihui society!"