Long Shengwu put down the telephone on the desk, put his right hand on the armrest of the wooden chair, and stood up high with a lifelike dragon head stick.

The dragon beast carved with a dragon head rod has its angry hair and beard, and its power is strong.

Long Shengwu stood up and was nearly 1.9 meters tall, without the old look of a hunched old man, but rather majestic and majestic.

At this moment, Long Shengwu came to a Jingwu sword on the wall of the office. There were several words filled with smoke from the sword: Dongzong patriot!

The sword spear hanging on the head of the sword was so red that it was dark, it was the color of blood precipitation.

"It's not time to dance the sword today... I drew my sword and looked around to die in one day." Long Shengwu sighed happily.

During the boxing, Wu Junhao put down the phone, raised his head and shouted at the audience around him: "Of course, Longcheng's rules are not messy!"

He narrowed his eyes: "Ee Biao died off the stage, not on the stage. He spent money to buy his life, and could save his life."

"Prepare for the next boxing match."

"Yes, Brother Hao." On the outside of the second floor, the militia gunman raising a gun took back the gun. A militia team leader responded, and all the gunmen returned to their seats to have tea.

The fat mantis stood up and stared at Huo Dongqing viciously. Although he did not attack Huo Dongqing again, he was obviously hating Huo Dongqing.

However, because of Mr. Long's words, he no longer held Mr. Long's responsibility on the ring.

One word from Long Master was equivalent to saving Huo Dongqing's life, and he also set the rules for the sixth squad, so Wu Junhao was right. The rules for Long City were determined by him. What Mr. Long said was the rules for Long City!

"Ha." Huo Dongqing tskated lightly, responding to the fat mantis with a disdainful sneer, and then left the stage with the gamblers' expressions as if they were dreaming.

The next boxing game is no longer of importance to gamblers.

What's the point?

Ghost Hand Qi and Sanshou King?

Are they the side?

Oh, the popular players in the sixth squad are here.

That's another thing?

Boss, I just finished watching the sixth champion "Iron Bone" of the champion, and saw Quan Zaiqing knocking over the arbitration committee member Fat Mantis. Finally, the militia pulled out the gun, and the big scenes such as Long Ye's talk came out...

This is what I have just experienced unprecedented excitement. When I look at something that I felt very good, I suddenly feel no longer satisfied.

The sage time comes.

Understand?

Liang Yedian took out a HSBC bank promissory note under the supervision of a civilian team leader and several fist champions (accountants).

It happens to be a quota of one million.

When the boxing master saw that it was a fixed-quota bank bill, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with laughter. Liang Yedian didn't want to talk nonsense with the boxing boy. He handed out the bank bill and waved his hand to drive him away.

After confirming that the bank promissory notes are correct, the boxing masters carefully collected the promissory notes and returned to the finance office to include them in the boxing account.

From another perspective, Huo Dongqing is really a money tree. The money he gets from playing a game is more than other boxers combined.

How capable are you? No wonder Mr. Long is willing to save his life!

Perhaps, for Long Shengwu, it is not important to break the rules by killing an evil beggar, and it is most important to make enough money.

"Go down and say hello to your sister." Liu Jianxiong turned around and waved his hand to Liang Yeyu, then took Jiang Mingjie and others to leave Xunfang Pavilion.

Luo Sha also took Xiao Shaosheng down the second floor private room and came to the first floor lounge area to find someone.

On stage, the second boxing match was about to begin, the audience was in a lack of interest, and the arbitration committee members were still staring at the audience.

"Miss Liang, thank you." Huo Dongqing turned around and brought a lighter to Ya Wang Chao. He saw Miss Liang take out a cigarette and pick it up. He snapped it and took the initiative to fire the lighter and deliver it to Ms Liang.

If someone pays one million for no reason, how can you not be a human being if you don’t know how to show kindness? You are simply shameless and not much better than Evil.

Liang Yedian did not refuse at all, and looked calm and leaned over, took a sip and ignited the cigarette.

She didn't even block it, but just looked at Huo Dongqing with his slanted eyes. With her curled long hair of 300% and a bit of charming temperament.

Beautiful Hong Kong actresses!

Huo Dongqing sighed quietly in his heart: "What a pity, I like women."

"Are you shocked?" Liang Yedian asked with his slender fingers, clamped the cigarette with his fingers, and spit out white mist bit by bit.

Huo Dongqing smiled and said very honestly: "The moment the militia drew its gun, I was shocked, but I was not shocked when I pulled it away."

"Haha." Liang Yedian said with interest: "Master Huo is still very honest."

"It's worth spending a million to protect an honest person."

"Wrong." Huo Dongqing shook his head and said, "I was not shocked because I was afraid of guns, but because I didn't. I was not shocked because they took the guns, but because I found out that the so-called people... were just like that."

"Something?" Liang Yedian suddenly realized that Huo Dongqing was talking about "Long Master", and it was rare for someone who was brave enough to comment on Long Master openly in the city.

"It seems that the rules are determined in one sentence, but in fact it is subject to elbows everywhere. Not to mention other companies, even Xiao Shaosheng and Rakshasa can make him jealous of the mouse."

"Don't underestimate Mr. Long." Liang Yedian kindly reminded.

A mere little Shao Sheng, at most, Rakshasa asked Master Long to face him, and he could not stop Master Long.

"He didn't dare to order me to be shot and killed, so I dared to look down on him." Huo Dongqing did not give in at all: "I don't even dare to kill someone, so what's the matter with me?"

He broke the rules in public, not a trick. Although he had calculated the one who used money to save his life, he was just a try.

He originally wanted Rakshasa to ask the boss to spend money to let Ebiao come to power, and then let Ya Wangchao's rich woman pay for money to save her life. Unexpectedly, before the rich women paid, the eldest lady suddenly paid the money.

And can this idea be successful? Take a try! He is just sure that the agency does not want to kill him. It is rare for him to have a money tree like him.

This bet made him see Long Shengwu's powerlessness.

After all, Jiulong City Village is not a one-person city, but a city of tens of thousands of people living in it. No one can decide everything in one sentence. Even if there is one, it will not be a high-level fighter like Long Shengwu.

Society, company, and people who walk in the underworld are not worthy of having the word "talk".

Huo Dongqing was not completely right, but he could see through the leopard that he could roughly see Long Shengwu's weight clearly.

Liang Yedian heard Huo Dongqing's sight, and said helplessly: "You are so kind! You should be the one who talks."

"Like Long Shengwu?" Huo Dongqing smiled.

"Maybe it can be different." Liang Yedian said carefully.

Huo Dongqing smiled unanimously, and then said to Liang Yedian directly: "You are a businessman, and there is no reason to spend money in vain. One million is not a small amount... You are willing to use money to protect my life, and I am very grateful."
Chapter completed!