Village Doctor's Magic Hands

"What? Is this the change of master of Aoki club? How did the person in front of the leader change?" they were deadlocked. Zhao Sanjin's patience was surprisingly good. It was typical of a faction in which the enemy did not move and I did not move. The leader of Jiaji Gang could only take the initiative to ask questions.

"I don't know if Aoki will change his master, but I can tell you clearly that Jiaji gang will change its master." Zhao Sankin smiled faintly, and any word can turn him back.

Zhao Sanjin, who frowned and pondered for a while, looked at the leader of the Jiaji gang with great interest. He was more than 30 years old. With his erect eyebrows, he could see that he really had battlefield experience, so he didn't have too much nonsense and said directly: "Don't you think fighting like this will only consume the time of both sides? In my opinion, it's better to call out all your thugs to save you from anxiety and being overwhelmed."

"We don't need anyone else to deal with you. What's more, our Jiaji Gang relies on our own power, and there are no other thugs." as early as the army transferred by Suzuki Saburo reached the Jiaji Gang's sphere of influence, it fell into the eyes of the leader of the Jiaji Gang, which is naturally the reason why he would rather be beaten than fight back.

"I don't know your name!" the leader of Jiaji gang had already set off a storm in his heart about Zhao Sanjin's remarks, but his face was still very calm, and even asked an irrelevant question.

"Zhao!" Zhao Sankin replied without hesitation with a grin.

"OK, Mr. Zhao!" Jiaji gang leader smiled and introduced himself: "Ichiro Takeshita!"

"Mr. Zhao is a smart man. Don't you think we should think of a better way, or call it the best of both worlds?" Ichiro Takeshita outlined a strange arc at the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhao Sanjin with interest.

"What way?" Zhao Sankin's eyebrows became more and more locked. I don't know why. Suddenly, he felt that he was pinched by the other party.

"In order to save time and reduce unnecessary sacrifices, why don't we have ten competitions in the challenge arena?" Ichiro Takeshita thought for a while before he said the proposal in his mind.

This surprised Zhao Sanjin's eyes. He looked at Ichiro Takeshita. His eyes revealed deep confusion. Just when he wanted to speak, he heard Ichiro Takeshita's words ring out again: "it's still that sentence. Mr. Zhao is a smart man and won't refuse."

"Really?" Zhao Sankin glanced at the corners of his mouth, smiled very uninteresting, and asked, "if I really don't agree, what will you do?"

"It seems that Mr. Zhao is not as smart as I thought? This is inconsistent with the news told me by Miss Liu Ye!" Ichiro Takeshita also glanced at Zhao Sanjin with meaningful eyes, as if expecting Zhao Sanjin to give a satisfactory answer.

"What have you done with Liu Ye?" Zhao Sankin's face was suddenly cold, stared coldly at Ichiro Takeshita and scolded.

"You can guess whether it's true or not." Ichiro Takeshita smiled playfully and suddenly pretended to be surprised and said, "otherwise, I'll give you two choices, either ten arena matches or a bet on Liu Ye."

"How are you going to compete in ten challenge competitions?" Zhao Sanjin smiled bitterly. Does he still have a choice for this kind of thing? No matter what Liu Ye's attempt at Zhao Sanjin, Zhao Sanjin can't take Liu Ye as a bet.

"Seven wins in ten games are the winner." Ichiro Takeshita smiled strangely and said slowly, "as for the bet, if you win, I can let Liu ye go. If you lose, please leave Jiaji gang and island country. We don't welcome you here."

"It seems that such a bet, whether you win or lose, will not do you any harm." Zhao Sanjin looked at Ichiro Takeshita coldly, and his words were obviously mixed with some anger.

"Whether to bet or not depends on Mr. Zhao himself. I will never force you." Ichiro Takeshita smiled very kindly. If there were not thousands of thugs behind both sides, Zhao Sanjin had to think that Ichiro Takeshita was a good man harmless to humans and animals.

"In that case, let's bet." Zhao Sanjin knew that he had no other choice. The only way to save Liu Ye and destroy Jiaji gang at the same time was to win these seven games.

"Please!" Ichiro Takeshita didn't say anything more. With a wave of his arm, he directly made way for Zhao Sanjin, but he also said by the way: "I think as the president of Aoki club, Aoki Skylark won't not participate in such a competition?"

Takeshiichiro's words fell down and did not give Zhao Sanjin and aomu Skylark any chance to refuse. He turned and left first, but his voice came from a faint voice: "although our Jiaji Gang is a gangster, it is absolutely trustworthy. In ten challenge competitions, our Jiaji Gang is small, and I hope there will not be too many people."

"Mr. Zhao!" at this time, the green lark can only place its last hope on Zhao Sanjin. After all, for an unknown Liu Ye, the green lark will lose much if it is not kind.

First of all, Aoki Skylark knows one thing very well, that is, both prosperity and loss. If they can't solve the Jiaji Gang perfectly, the game over Suzuki Saburo will inevitably fail, which will directly lead to the collapse of Aoki club.

If a century old gangster is eventually destroyed because of a woman, this is a fact that the lark can't accept anyway.

"I know what you want to express, but don't worry. It's just a few challenges, and I still have the ability to win them." Zhao Sanjin directly refused the green wood Skylark who wanted to go on, and gave a positive and confident look, indicating that the green wood Skylark was at ease.

"But..." the green lark wanted to say something more. After all, it was important. Unfortunately, Zhao Sanjin didn't continue to listen to his nonsense. He glanced at Suqi and Wang Lao, and said with a bitter smile: "at present, only bother Wang Lao and Mr. Shimada."

"Why bother? Fighting alone is much more interesting than dealing with a group of waste. The three of us will certainly participate." Wang Laosan is upright. Zhao Sanjin immediately made up for his voice, which makes Zhao Sanjin feel a little embarrassed.

"In that case, let's go in." Zhao Sankin's eyes looked at Su Qi and his party, turned and walked directly inside.

The manor of Jiaji gang has a vast area and looks very model. Not only that, like the last manor of Qingmu club, the grand scenery of exposing the world is unimaginable with a swimming pool in the middle of the huge artificial grassland.

The first to enter, Ichiro Takeshita and his party have surrounded the whole artificial lawn. The huge lawn is divided into ten pieces, and a man stands in the center of each piece.

"Why, are you willing to use your powerful power?" Zhao Sanjin looked at the ten people who had stood up with great interest. He felt that he was a stranger, but he always felt that even if these people were ninjas, they were not powerful ninjas.

What medicine is sold in the gourd of Ichiro Takeshita? Even Zhao Sanjin is a little uncertain, so that his eyebrows frown. Looking at the smiling Ichiro Takeshita, he continued to ask, "how do you compare it? Tell me."

"Seven wins in ten innings is a win. Fight one-on-one. In the competition field, you have no eyes. Death and injury are inevitable. You only need to choose ten people to stand in each box and compete together."

"OK!" Zhao Sanjin directly promised to come down, looked around at the more than 20 people who followed him, and slowly said, "President Aoki, Wang Lao, Shimada, Suqi, Mu Chen, Panther..."

Zhao Sanjin ordered ten people at a time. Except for the green wood skylark, Zhao Sanjin called out all the strong men under him. As for the selection of opponents, it really depends on luck.

In this arena competition, the only thing Zhao Sanjin can say is to do his best to secure his destiny. At present, Zhuxia Yilang has left too many doubts about Zhao Sanjin. Even Zhao Sanjin can't figure out what he wants.

However, this game is imperative!