Maoshan Ghost King

The speaker was dressed in a decent white Tang suit with two walnuts in his hand and kept playing with him. He looked like he was about sixty years old, his hair was gray, and he had a big back. The feeling of the big leader, the temperament is good, and he is not mediocre at first glance.

There were several people behind him, each with a deep gaze. They must all be Lianjiazi. What is strange is that there is a foreigner with a high nose, big eyes, tall and bald head. It looks a bit like India Asan, standing next to the man, without squinting, his eyes were as flat as a mirror, as if no one could see a ripple in his eyes, and naturally he couldn't guess what he was thinking.

As soon as this person arrived, Tan Ye and La Shoupeng both got up and looked at him with some horror.

"Chen Ye!" Tan Ye and La Shou Peng who were in front of the ring shouted respectfully.

The rest of the rich who were watching the battle in front of the ring also got up and greeted the old man in front of him politely.

The person called Chen Ye smiled and waved his hand, and said: "Sit down, all the big guys are here to play, don't be so polite."

This person is very prestigious, and he is also highly respected. After everyone got the order, they all sat down.

But Ye Tan and La Shoupeng didn't dare to sit down, stood there with low eyebrows, and did not dare to speak any more.

Even Ge Yu, who had been sitting there silently, was attracted by the old man. He glanced at this man, thinking that even if Tan Ye saw him, he was like a grandson. It seems that this man has no background. Small.

I was in doubt, but when I saw that Master Chen came slowly towards Master Tan, he smiled and said: "Xiao Tan, the master you found is a good master. At first glance, he is a ruthless character. It's just a coincidence. , I also have a master here, how about letting them play? Let’s play, how about a 40 million bet?"

Master Tan trembled, and accompanied a smiling face: "Since it is the person you found, Master Chen, it must be a peerless master, I don't think it needs to be compared...Where is the opponent of Master Chen..."

When he said this, Tan Ye's heart trembled, and he didn't expect that Chen Ye would also participate in this gambling game.

Chen Ye's name is Gong Hongchen, and he is quite powerful. One of his sons is at the deputy department level in Nanjiang Province. Chen Ye is also the boss of the underground forces in Nanjiang Province. The underground forces in the major counties and cities of Nanjiang Province are the leader of Chen Ye. A person who stomped his feet in Nanjiang Province, and the ground could tremble.

Even if Master Chen and Tan Chong demand 40 million, Tan Chong dare not fart. Tan Chong has eight guts, and he dare not offend the Master Chen in front of him.

Hearing what Tan Ye said, Chen Ye's face was solemn, and he said a little displeased: "Xiao Tan, why is your courage so small? It's not as aggressive as when you were young, I see the strength of the master you found It’s not weak, and the old man doesn’t have much confidence that he can beat you. Let’s just play, and don’t be like a lady."

"Since Chen Ye said so, then Xiao Tan will dare to block a round with Chen Ye, don't hurt his harmony." Tan Ye said in a low voice.

"Let’s play, it’s been a long time since I’ve been so exciting. Today’s bet is good and tasteful." Chen Ye patted Tan Chong’s shoulder, and then walked directly under the seat, looking for one. The place sat down and looked towards the ring with a smile.

At this time, Tan Ye was depressed, and the gambling with Chen Ye was really won or lost.

If he wins Chen Ye, there will be no good fruit to eat in the future. If he loses even more miserably, he will just lose 40 million. This 40 million is not a small sum. It is estimated that if he makes a year’s profit in all the places in Jiangcheng , Although he won 20 million Lashoupeng just now, there is still 20 million that was lost. When he thinks of this, Tan Ye feels painful.

Tan Ye was a little nervous and sat down beside Chen Ye. At this time, the Indian Asan who had been standing next to Tan Ye walked slowly towards the top of the ring.

He was not like the rest of those who fight, all kinds of tricks rushed to the stage, just walked up ordinary, and stood directly opposite Jiang Haixiao.

When Jiang Haixiao saw this person coming up, he was still stunned. He didn't expect that he was still a foreigner, with a high nose, big eyes, dark skin, and a bald head. It seemed ordinary, but his eyes were like stagnant water. He couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and Jiang Haixiao suddenly lost his confidence.

"Master Jiang, it's up to you this time, do it hard!" When the Indian master stepped onto the ring, Master Tan greeted Jiang Haixiao. Even he himself didn't know why he suddenly came to Jiang Haixiao. This sentence may be too nervous.

Jiang Haixiao just nodded slightly at Tan Ye, and then his eyes fell on the Indian master again.

Still like before, Jiang Haixiao reported the origin of his name, but India Ah San uttered two characters in very blunt Chinese-Singh!

I don't know if it is the Indian buddy's first name or last name, but Jiang Haixiao is confused anyway.

Next, Jiang Haixiao did not talk too much with the Indian buddy, foreigners, this place is not here to pretend to be, as long as I have a hard fist, he will beat you down.

Thinking about this, Jiang Haixiao shook his figure and hit the Indian master's chest with a punch.

This fist was quite heavy and drove the howling sound, but when he saw that fist was about to fall on the Indian buddy, he stood motionless, and finally the fist fell firmly on his. Body.

Suddenly, Jiang Haixiao was surprised, and everyone in the audience also let out a sigh.

This punch indeed hit the Indian master's chest, and the back of the Indian master who hit had a big bag bulged. Everyone present thought that Ah San must be finished.

But Jiang Haixiao felt a kind of incredible. His punch seemed to hit a ball of cotton. His fist didn't have any strength at all, and the astonishment in his heart was beyond words.

What made everyone more shocked was that the body of the Indian master suddenly moved forward, and a majestic force rushed towards Jiang Haixiao's hand. Jiang Haixiao snorted and was actually shot by the Indian master. It flew upside down for several steps.

I rub... Why does this foreign man seem to have no bones, his body feels like a ball, and you will be bounced back when you hit him with multiple strengths.

Ge Yu raised his head and glanced at the Indian Asan. He couldn't help but nodded slightly. He thought to himself that this should be a practice method in India. He has practiced Jiu-Jitsu to the extreme. It seems that Chen Ye also spent a lot of money. Mind, Jiang Haixiao is probably miserable...