My Sensual Lady

C122 A Man of His Word



C122 A Man of His Word

0Soon enough, we have a wide open space. When I and Feihong stood in the open space and prepared to fight, a large group of them immediately shouted, "Feihong, you can do it! Beat this foreign scum to death!"    

    

"Kill him! Kill this bald b * stard who relies on connections to get to the top!"    

    

"Fighting with our Brother Feihong, our Brother Feihong is the strongest person here! He is simply tired of living!"    

    

"Quick, you must fight until you bleed!"    

    

One of the hoodlums who was watching the casino even shouted, "Come, come, let's open a casino. Buying Brother Feihong's winnings was 1: 1, and Wang Yue's winnings were 1: 10. Everyone, buy as much as you can. Make your bets while they're at war! "    

    

" Haha, give me five thousand Feihong. " "Three thousand!" "I want ten thousand. " In an instant, many people began to laugh loudly.    

    

Actually, it was very tiring to stay in this training camp. Other than Red Umbrella and I who felt a little better, all of them were being trained by Lang to the point that they were about to die. It has been a long time since they had such a happy atmosphere. That Lang is a little unhappy seeing everyone having so much fun. But when he thought about how he was going to see me begging for mercy in a moment, he smiled and said to the hooligan who started the business. " Give me 100,000."    

    

"Lang has made his move, and it's one hundred thousand. Do you have any more bets?!" The bastard immediately shouted.    

    

Although Guang, Young Master Qian and the others knew that I would win, they knew that no one else was a match for us except Lang. However, they were still unhappy in their hearts. These people were too good at competing.    

    

Young Master Qian's expression changed instantly. He squeezed through the crowd and grabbed the collar of the hooligan. "You f * cking..."    

    

"Young Master Qian, stop!" I stopped him.    

    

"Mr Yue, these people's mouths are a little cheap." Young Master Qian said with a crooked mouth.    

    

"Give me one million and buy me to win." I said.    

    

Hearing my words, all the hooligans present fell silent. Even Lang couldn't help but open his mouth wide.    

    

They never would have thought that a Hall Master like me would be so rich. At this moment, the way they looked at me was sour. In their eyes, two big words were clearly written.    

    

Jealousy.    

    

Red Umbrella did not know my strength. She only knew that not only did I escape from the encirclement of three to four hundred hooligans, but I also captured Fong San and killed him.    

    

Seeing my confidence, she became even more interested in me. A pair of beautiful eyes kept looking at me.    

    

Could it be that I will really win?    

    

Very quickly, some of the hooligans began to cry out in jealousy, "Wow, the people who work with Zhang Yu Hui are really rich. Are they deliberately showing off their wealth to us? Very good, since he is rich, then I will win his money."    

    

"Give me 100,000 as well. If I win his money, I, Brother Feihong, will treat you guys as a push-over!"    

    

"Brother Fei Hong, awesome!" The group of hooligans immediately cheered. They all shouted.    

    

In the chaos, I saw a few girls in the training ground also place bets, and they all supported Feihong to win. Here, there were more men and fewer women, so it was very easy to pay attention to the girls.    

    

Those girls were all pretty good looking, especially a girl with a rich air of nobility. One look and you could tell that she was the eldest daughter of some family.    

    

He thought to himself, 'A girl is so cheap. When the opportunity arises, I'll teach you a lesson.'    

    

Oh right, didn't Lang say that he would let me be the boss if I win?    

    

Very well, I'll beat them now and be the boss here. See how I torture you all.    

    

Thinking of this, I smiled and said to Feihong, "Brother, let's make our move once you're ready."    

    

"I am not ready yet." Feihong's eyes were filled with a smile. He looked at me with disdain.    

    

The sun was setting, and the sun on the mountain was red. Standing under the setting sun, Feihong seemed to have the demeanor of a grandmaster. When a cool breeze blew past, Feihong looked at me with a smile and said, "Brother, let's set a rule."    

    

"What kind of rule?" I asked.    

    

"Our martial arts competition has nothing to do with the grudge between the gangs. Even if I knock out your teeth, you are not allowed to find Zhang Yuhui to stand up for you." Feihong said.    

    

"You too." I smiled.    

    

"Then let's set a rule. If we start, what degree of defeat will we be able to defeat?" Feihong said.    

    

"Go ahead." I understand what he meant.    

    

"If we don't knock out three teeth, then the fight between us won't end. How about it?" Feihong raised his eyebrows slightly.    

    

"One." I don't want to be too ruthless.    

    

"Three, just three." Feihong said.    

    

"Alright then." I lightly nodded my head.    

    

After I agreed, the surrounding crowd once again shouted, "F * ck, this kid actually agreed to knock out three teeth before ending this."    

    

"F * ck, he's quite handsome. I'm afraid he's going to lose his appearance this time. You should know that if his teeth are broken, he won't be allowed to wear them for two months. Our training camp is going to end in two weeks. If he goes back... His big brother saw the black hole in his mouth..."    

    

" Haha, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat with his face! "    

    

As he said that, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter.    

    

After hearing their words, I couldn't help but be slightly stunned. I actually have the potential to rely on my face to eat?    

    

However, my temperament has been getting better and better recently. Perhaps it's because I'm confident every day, my brothers around me are good to me, and my wife is good to me. My face is smiling every day, and I look different from before.    

    

Also, ever since I was carefree and unrestrained in the small bathhouse, I realized that I've also become whiter than before. When I look at girls, my eyes look a little more invasive than before. They look very naughty and handsome.    

    

One needs to nurture one's temperament.    

    

"Let's begin." If we don't start fighting, the mosquitoes will come out. I'm afraid of being stung by the mosquitoes.    

    

"Very good. Then I won't be polite." With a smile on his face, Feihong's expression instantly became savage. Then, he turned into a gust of black wind and charged over.    

    

I could already feel the ferocious and overbearing aura coming from his body. I slowly retreated backwards and thought to myself, This person's strength isn't bad. A single person defeated eight or nine hooligans who smashed the field. This person really does not have an undeserved reputation.    

    

But compared to me, what do you think?    

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After experiencing Fong San's sea of people tactics, the current Feihong is pitifully weak in my eyes. In front of me, I have already trained hard for four months.    

    

Although I am not a top expert, it is still more than enough to deal with people like him.    

    

God is fair to everyone. As long as a person put in enough effort and put in enough effort, he will definitely be rewarded.    

    

I have put in a lot of effort, I believe that the rewards I receive will not be little either.    

    

"Trash, hand over three front teeth!" With a loud roar, Feihong threw a fierce and domineering punch at me.    

    

"Get lost!" With a loud roar, I threw a punch at him.    

    

In an instant, my two fists clashed with Feihong's. I only felt a powerful force coming from the opposite side of my fist, causing my entire body to tremble slightly.    

    

At this moment, the air seemed to have fluctuated due to the collision of our fists.    

    

After that, Feihong's expression changed dramatically.    

    

His fist strength isn't small, but my strength is greater than his. I've said before, the martial arts of the world are out of Shaolin. I'm proficient in a martial art, so I can use any martial arts.    

    

This feeling came from a huge force and Feihong could not help but retreat.    

    

It was as if the fist he struck out just now was a brick, and the opponent was actually facing an iron hammer.    

    

With a loud roar, Feihong couldn't help but look at the red and swollen fist. With this punch, his four fingers were almost broken by my fist.    

    

And I practice the Dividing Point Martial Art, so my fingers are naturally harder than ordinary people.    

    

Before he could regain his balance, I rushed over and poked an acupoint in his chest.    

    

At this moment, Feihong felt a numbness in his chest, and he instantly became powerless. Then, he looked at me in shock as I was sent flying.    

    

He felt that what hit him was not a human finger, but a steel pendant.    

    

At this moment, Brother Lang and the surrounding crowd had changed the look in Red Umbrella's eyes.    

    

Almost in one move, I defeated the enemy. This Feihong, who is quite strong, actually lost his ability to fight with just one finger of mine.    

    

Wang Yue, his strength is actually one-fifth of mine?    

    

Red Umbrella could not help but slightly raise her eyebrows.    

    

Then, she could not help but look at the boy not far in front of her. His appearance was clean, and his eyes were sparkling. When he made his move, he seemed quiet and serious.    

    

This gaze...    

    

Red Umbrella immediately dispelled the messy thoughts in his mind.    

    

With a puff, Feihong landed heavily on the ground. Everyone held their breaths at this moment.    

    

After Feihong landed, the way he looked at me changed. His face began to turn pale. He couldn't help but look at me and say, "You're so good at fighting, how did you manage to come to our training camp? You're not trash that relies on Zhang Yuhui to get promoted. You're an expert with real skills...!? ”    

    

"Hehe, you people will always see a side that you are unwilling to see. You can never see others better than you. When you people are complacent, you will never know how some people work behind their backs. " With a smile, I walked step by step to the front of Feihong. Then I squatted beside him and lit a cigarette to look at him with a smile.    

    

"Wang Yue, I have lost. I am not your match. I admit defeat. You, you, what else do you want... " Feihong knew that he was no match for me. At this moment, he couldn't help but recall what he had just said.    

    

After hearing his words, I smiled.    

    

After taking a deep breath of my cigarette, I smiled as I looked at him and said, "I remember that you just said that even if either of us admit defeat, we won't be considered to have lost. We have to knock out the other party's three teeth in order to win."    

    

"I, Wang Yue, am determined to be a man of my word. I promised you that I will knock out three of your teeth, and I will knock out three of your teeth."    

    

Gritting my teeth, I threw a fierce punch at his face...    

    


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