"Mr. Liu, today my boxer has an odds of 1 to 1.2. If you make money, please treat Jiang Shao to tea..." Dongguanda said confidently before opening the box.

Liu Jianxiong waved his hand disdainfully: "I'm going to ask for what money you have? It's not enough for me to buy fish, I just took my friend to find happiness."

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang..." Dongguanda looked back at the truck with a smile on his face, but at first glance, the smile on his face was frozen.

"TMD! Who is this guy in a suit?" At the gate of Jiulong City, the same roar appeared in the hearts of a group of fist managers, factory owners, and bosses.

Huo Dongqing walked down the board step by step, stood in front of everyone, raised his head and looked at the sign of the gate of the city gate, then lowered his head and swept the front: "I have to play even if I want to play!!!"

This guy in suit is crazy!

You should know that the new blood battle is still a small game within the "top three" range. The bosses who are not strong enough are destined to be not fat enough.

There are no special rules for the first, second, and third rings. It is basically equivalent to a very ordinary boxing match. The audience will watch the fun and put some chips in a bargaining position. There will be no life-and-death battle, nor will there be strong weapons.

The audiences who came to watch the first three rounds were mainly ordinary citizens, city workers, young and dandy, and bad guys. Many young and dandy guys were short of money and went to the stage to make money.

A factory owner is considered a big boss in the top three strikes, and the big water hose that the manager of the boxing ring wants to hold. But now most of the factory owners who are looking at the new blood battle look down and look at it. Damn, they are not wearing high-end and elegant clothes yet!

Liu Jianxiong looked down at his suit collar, and his face instantly showed an insulted look. He raised the cigar between his fingers with an unlucky face and cursed: "Dongguanda! What are you talking about wearing a suit with a buzz cut? Fuck! The hair is still so dense, not at all!"

This guy actually wore the same brand of suit as him.

How can Young Master Liu not become popular?

Dongguanda's face turned blue and purple, and he instantly looked ugly: "Sorry, Mr. Liu."

"It's normal to have some unpopularity occasionally, let's look at the others?" Dongguanda pulled a total of ten new blood, and a truck could hold two or three. Among them, half of the seed players who were strong enough to compete in the third round!

Unfortunately, the bravest one hangs out for the "suit boy" and completely loses his face.

However, it is estimated that the other three cars should have new blood to make a comeback.

"You have to give me an explanation tonight, otherwise don't think I will praise your boxer again. Damn, I spent 200,000 to fight a new bloody battle, so that I can lose all my face in my friend's face!"

"Everyone is in business. When others hear it, they think I am a fool! I'm here to kill you! Fuck!"

However, when the three trucks of "Tuen Mun, Hung Hom, Stanley" were opened, Liu Jianxiong turned around and left, and cursed while walking, showing no mercy.

Dongguan Da glanced at Huo Dongqing, and deeply remembered Huo Dongqing's face. He hurriedly caught up with Liu Jianxiong's footsteps. He chased the other party and slapped himself and apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. Liu, I'm sorry! I'm really cheating on you... I will help you get your face back tonight..."

It turned out that three of the four trucks had exploded, and Huo Dongqing was considered an upset, while the other two were boxers Ma Fuhua found, and only one was arranged by Dongguan Da.

Liu Jianxiong had bets in all four cars, and finally left him with a face that could no longer be saved in front of his friends. You must know that more than 200,000 is not a small amount for him now.
Chapter completed!