"Are you Fengyun Le?"

"I am."

"What about your bet?"

At this time, what He Yichen is most concerned about is money. No matter what Fengyun Le is from now on, if he defeats him, he will have to get the money, otherwise he will be in vain.

"In the car."

Fengyun Le opened the car door, and He Yichen indeed saw four large suitcases in the car, each suitcase with two million and five million.

"What about your bet?"

"I didn't bring it here, but if you win, you will never be missing. If you are afraid that I will lose money, you can cancel the competition." He Yichen said.

Fengyun Le smiled coldly and said leisurely: "He Yichen, you are such an interesting person. You care about my bets, but you didn't bring them to you, but I learned from many aspects that you used to deal with people.

Style, I'm not afraid of you stumble on your debt, so the competition will be the same."

We walked into the Bole Martial Arts Hall together. The owner of the hall, Jin Bole, the eldest lady Jin Piaomiao and the eldest young master Jin Qingyang, did not show up. The only person in charge of the martial arts hall was the manager.

He Yichen and Fengyunle arrived at the Boyue Hall. The manager of the martial arts hall asked them if they wanted a referee and audience.
Chapter completed!