Mad Son-in-law

Looking at Lu Mingzhi, Tang Yang didn't say a word, and went straight to the temporary ring set up by Fan Xiaolin.

Tang Jiande couldn't help feeling a little worried, but to be honest, there was also a hint of comfort. In any case, if you dare to stand up at this time, this is a man. He never thought that in just one year, his son, who had been on the streets with Guo Sheng and Ma Da, would suddenly grow up.

And this change undoubtedly benefited from that Wang Jie who always stood behind the scenes.

Although Wang Jie never told them who his father and son are, he is not as simple as his son. He knows that this person is by no means simple.

"Son, give up if you can't stand it. Don't be ashamed!" Tang Jiande stepped forward and exhorted.

Tang Yang smiled and briefly moved his hands and feet.

Wang Xin smiled grimly and looked at Tang Yang on the stage and said, "Who is this person, who doesn't have the basic skills, can he still play on stage?"

Lu Yuliang hurriedly sneered at the side: "Miss I knows something, this is Young Master Tang of Datang Jianye. A few days ago, he won the Songhe Villa and won the trust of Ms. Lu Zhi. Since he is the head of the Tang family. People must be capable. I haven't had time to introduce you and the uncle, now I can get to know each other well."

Wang Xin said calmly and calmly: "Since you are also a child of the family, why not do this, let's add a bet to the comparison between you. This is also a way to mobilize your enthusiasm, and those who can dominate!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingzhi became interested and asked triumphantly: "What is the bet that the lady said?"

Wang Xin looked at Lu Mingzhi, who was determined to win, and opened his mouth: "Just bet on a car! The game is mainly for entertainment. An extended Rolls-Royce. If you lose, buy a car for the other party. Uncle, do you think this is possible?"

Wang Hongshen smiled and said, "Little girl, you have many ideas! Okay, I think the Lu family and the Tang family are both aristocratic families, so I don't care about these seven or eight million!"

Tang Jiande and Chu Guoxiong both turned black at the same time. The uncle and niece were obviously cheating themselves.

Lu Mingzhi used to be from Lianjiazi, and Tang Yang was a sandbag for Chu Guang. Does he need to ride a car after being beaten?

"His uncle, Yang Yang is a good boy, don't worry, I will pay for this car!" Chu Guoxiong took the initiative.

Tang Jiande was speechless. Although his family business was not as good as the Lu and Chu family, he didn't care about the seven or eight million. He cares about Tang Yang. This eldest lady of the Wang family had set up an award on the surface, but in fact she lost a piece of meat to two tigers. Didn't this deliberately intensify the conflict!

Fortunately, looking up at his son Tang Yang, he still looked calm.

"Thank you, Miss, we will all work hard!" Lu Mingzhi was very excited. He seemed to have seen Tang Yang stepping on the ground, and Chu Guoxiong sent a check with a sullen expression.

Wang Xin nodded and continued: "Since it's a game, there is always a penalty for winning or losing. Let's find a referee!"

Lu Yuliang rolled his eyes and blurted out: "Then let Mr. Xiang come. Mr. Xiang has a special status, and he neither favors our Lu family nor the Tang family."

Chu Guoxiong really wanted to spit out Lu Yuliang's sputum of 82 years. He also said that the people of the world are so short on cleaning the toilet. I don’t know that Xiang Zhendong and you, Lu Yuliang, are wearing a pair of pants. You are so embarrassed to say that he will not be partial. ?

Xiang Zhendong himself was also very interested. Unexpectedly, Wang Xin said categorically, "Forget it, Xiang Zhendong is my uncle’s person. He likes to be a referee. I don’t know what he thinks is my uncle’s preference. It’s better for our Wang family. Stop participating, uncle, what do you think?"

Wang Hongshen smiled reluctantly: "The girl said that. But who do you think is suitable?"

Wang Xin glanced at Fan Xiaolin and said, "You are the famous Fan Jiuye."

Fan Xiaolin was a little surprised. She had been looking for a chance to introduce herself, but she didn't expect that she would recognize herself.

"Since Fan Jiuye is the owner of this hotel, he has a considerable status in the Yuncheng Rivers and Lakes. At the same time, depending on your forehead and hand shape, you should also be a martial artist. How about you be the judge?" Wang Xin said.

"He? He can't!" Lu Mingzhi objected instantly: "This person is unreliable!"

"Can't he?" Wang Xin said surprised: "I heard that Fan Jiuye and Mr. Lu are closely related. Could it be that Master Lu can't even trust his father's best friend?"

"This..." Even though Lu Mingzhi desperately didn't want Fan Xiaolin to be the referee, he couldn't tell in the public that Fan Xiaolin had been separated from the Lu Family, right? This can only make others look down on their own home.

"In this case...I...I have no opinion!" Lu Mingzhi had no choice but to walk up to Fan Xiaolin and said meaningfully: "Old Fan, thank you for your hard work!"

Fan Xiaolin said solemnly: "Master Lu, don't worry, the old man must be fair to the referee and never show favoritism to anyone." After that, he whispered: "Actually, it is useless for me to be a referee. With your strength, you can easily fight. Get off him!"

"It's good to know!" Lu Mingzhi snorted, then took off his coat and stepped onto the stage with full of air.

The two simply made a fist holding ceremony, and Lu Mingzhi couldn't wait to rush up.

In his eyes, if he didn't convince Tang Yang within three minutes, it would be a failure.

Sure enough, after Lu Mingzhi's combination of punches, a powerful whip kick hit Tang Yang's left shoulder severely.

Tang Yang shook his body and almost fell off the stage.

"Be careful!" Tang Jiande exclaimed.

"Hehe, yes, be careful! I haven't started the fight yet, if you fall, it would be too boring!" Lu Mingzhi smiled and hooked his finger.

Tang Yang smiled cautiously, rubbed his sore shoulders, and continued to open his posture!

"Ho!"

Lu Mingzhi deliberately made a tentative gesture of waving his hand, and suddenly he was lost under his feet, and a fierce round-ear punch struck it.

People from the Chutang camp in the audience couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning. This heavy fist carried the sound of wind. If it hits, Tang Yang will lose at least two molars!

Lu Yuliang was very satisfied, and even touched Wang Hongshen with his wine glass.

However, what Lu Yuliang didn't expect was that Tang Yang flashed around, grabbing Lu Mingzhi's hand, and a Vajra Bodhi grasping hand came directly, and half of Lu Mingzhi was pressed down.

Lu Mingzhi was shocked. Damn, has this kid practiced too?

After hurriedly earning twice, he got rid of Tang Yang's control.

"Okay, there are two things!"

Lu Mingzhi glared at Tang Yang and roared. This time he strengthened his defense while he was on the move. He kept leaning on his feet to deceive him. When the two of them faced each other, he suddenly closed his fist and hit Tang Yang with his Thai iron elbow. Heart.

Who knew that Tang Yang simply hugged Lu Mingzhi with a bear, and then clumsily used another Chen's grappling to suppress Lu Mingzhi again.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Tang Yang has no basis in martial arts at all, but he just doesn’t know where he learned it. It’s all defensive-based grappling techniques. ...In short, he couldn't beat Lu Mingzhi, but when he dodged from the left to the right, coupled with the dozens of grappling players used in this series, Lu Mingzhi was restrained several times, except for the opening kick. .

"Tang Yang, if you still can't fight, you can only grab your hands, right?" Lu Mingzhi roared unbearably.

Tang Yang was very innocent, and whispered: "I...can't I use a grappling hand? I will do nothing else..."

Fan Xiaolin smiled softly at the corner of his mouth and said loudly: "Yes, in any game, there is no saying that you can't use a grappling hand, two young masters, go on..."

Lu Mingzhi glanced at Fan Xiaolin coldly, and said with a fierce light in his eyes: "Capture? I think you have any other graspers! Tang Yang, wouldn't you order anything else?"

Taking advantage of the time to speak, Lu Mingzhi suddenly turned back to the right, shouldering, pulling his arms, and arching in one go, and he swung and kicked it fiercely!

The key point of this trick is that the legs become windy, the starting point of strength is high, and from top to bottom, it can't be suppressed by grabbing hands...

Tang Yang murmured, "In addition to catching the master, there is one more trick..."

I saw that his left palm was pulled from the bottom up to his chest, and he squatted into a lunge at the same time. It was a block. At the same time, his right fist was tilted forty-five degrees, and his fist changed his palm. The calf that was drawn toward Lu Mingzhi was heavy. cut!

"Fengxingzhan!" Xiang Zhendong exclaimed: "Isn't this Wang's Fengxingzhan?"

Before he finished his words, he only heard Lu Mingzhi's ouch, he fell to the ground, holding his calf and wailing in pain...