Chapter 65 Three million bets

Although they are all ordinary martial artists, with strength ranging from 2,000 to 3,000 kilograms, the power of the four people join forces to double. Even ordinary intermediate martial artists will suffer some losses when encountering such attacks, and the best way is to retreat and dodge.

The attacks of these four people also contained the moves of chasing Zhao Long when he retreated.

"Bang...bang...bang...bang..." Zhao Long's right fist suddenly exploded and hit the fastest person. After an instant collision, he bombarded the other person again. Although the four people worked together tacitly, there were also differences in strength, speed, and successive order. Fight first, then hit slower, and then rely on their own speed.

The four punches were instantly bombarded and the four people were shocked backwards one after another. However, in order to pursue the fastest speed, and with just using the right arm, it would be difficult for the power to explode to the peak. Otherwise, with Zhao Long's current strength, fighting head-on with them, it would be enough to hurt his blow.

The four of them felt as if they hit a solid iron block, their fists were trembling with pain, and their bodies took a few steps back to control them. The four of them immediately moved their positions and did not take strong attacks again. They attacked Zhao Long from different directions in different directions in the movements.

This is the first time Zhao Long faces four martial artists at the same time. Although it is only an ordinary martial artist joining forces, it would be too easy to knock down the four of them with the power of his left arm at this moment. However, Zhao Long did not expose the power of his left arm too early, but only faced the enemy with one arm.

The four of them flashed and jumped, and their boxing techniques were varied. However, without fighting hard, Zhao Long also walked inside while resisting their attacks.

Once inside, the first thing I saw was a huge martial arts performance venue, with more than 300 people practicing boxing. Three hundred people shouting at the same time, and the sound of punching was very spectacular.

These four people watched Zhao Long continue to move forward while blocking the attacks of the four people. However, they were very anxious. However, the struggle was very different from Zhao Long. Now using this tactic, it felt like a group of bees surrounding an elephant. Although elephants also have vital and weaknesses, as long as the elephants protect those vital and weaknesses, it would be difficult for them to take the elephant to move forward steadily.

"Stop." Suddenly, a voice sounded, and a man came out from inside. It was Ding Peng.

Ding Peng's strength and qualifications are not the best in Xinyi [***] sect, but his qualifications are very old in their generation. Most people have to call him Senior Brother Ding when they see him. As soon as he said that, the four people stopped, but they still surrounded Zhao Long and stared at Zhao Long unwillingly.

These four people are disciples who have just recently reached the martial arts rank of Xinyi [***] sect. They are all junior brothers of Ouyang Fengchuan, who admire Ouyang Fengchuan the most. Ouyang Fengchuan specially arranged them here. In his opinion, although Zhao Long is powerful, he will be very embarrassed when facing the four martial arts ranks at the same time, and may even be directly knocked down at the door. If he can't even enter the gate of Xinyi [***] sect, that is the most enjoyable thing.

Ding Peng was secretly shocked. Although he knew that the four people might not have a big surname to defeat Zhao Long, he did not expect that Zhao Long could withstand the four of them with one arm. Even junior brother Ouyang might not be able to do so easily, unless he had a few senior brothers, or the older martial artists in the sect. But those people were top martial artists, and Zhao Long was just an ordinary martial artist before, and it was only a few days before.

"Stop morning exercises, everyone gathered." Seeing them stopping, Ding Peng shouted again. All the disciples who were practicing gathered together, and the disciples around him instantly surrounded Zhao Long in the middle. The space left in the middle was quite large, with a diameter of more than ten meters, but it still gave people a strong sense of oppression.

This is the power of a large number of people. If these hundreds of people rushed up at the same time, let alone Zhao Long. Even the top martial artists came will be in vain. In addition, they have been practicing for many years, and some of them are not weak. Some of them have a faint sense of a martial artist. In this case, even if the other party is a master, it will be difficult to fight against. Unless they can reach an intermediate martial artist, they can fully protect themselves, and only when they reach a top martial artist can they control the situation.

However, Zhao Long did not express any expression in the face of this pressure, but just stood there quietly, looking at Ding Peng. After a full half of a minute of silence, Ding Peng knew that this move was not very useful to Zhao Long, and he became more and more surprised.

"My heart [***] will not bully the more with less, but the rules must be followed. You are not qualified to go inside." The voice was not very loud, but it was spread far. It was obviously because the body had been trained to a certain level, and the sound was more than several times stronger than that of normal people with the assistance of internal strength.

Looking up, I saw three people walking out of the inside, and the one walking in the middle was Ouyang Fengchuan.

The two people around Ouyang Fengchuan are also very powerful, at least much better than the four young people who have reached the level of martial arts. They are stronger than Ding Peng. Their faces are obviously arrogant, and they look at Zhao Long, and they are not directly looking at each other.

Ouyang Fengchuan walked over with them as he spoke. As soon as he walked over, the people around him immediately made way. Ouyang Fengchuan walked past it, and the disciples on both sides looked at Ouyang Fengchuan with admiration and envious expressions. Obviously, among the younger disciples of the disciples of the school, Ouyang Fengchuan was very popular.

He walked to Zhao Long with great might, and Ouyang Fengchuan said proudly: "This is my intention. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you can apologize and admit your mistake now, I can spare you. Otherwise, you'd better call an ambulance today and be ready to be carried out by them."

Although Conan Ouyang Fengchuan, who was used to pushing his glasses, was wearing white training suits at this moment, which looked the same as the clothes worn by hundreds of other people around him. But if you look closely, you will find that he was made of special silk, shining in the sun, with a little silver in the white. Compared to when he was in the police force, there was a hint of the momentum of a warrior.

"I suddenly want to buy a car today. Hurry up and don't waste time. I'll go buy a car after you finish the game." Zhao Long stretched out his right hand and hooked him, which meant, come on.

"My junior brother, this is the guy you said that he is very arrogant and doesn't take my heart seriously." A big man on the right side of Ouyang Fengchuan moved his shoulders. The sound of collision between his bones was like a firecracker, crackling. He shook his head and said, "It seems that he still dares to be so arrogant when I reach the headquarters of my heart. It seems that he really has to deal with it."

"Fifth Brother, be careful. This guy has some tricks. Especially his left arm, he should not be weak." Ouyang Fengchuan's nickname is Conan. Although he doesn't take Zhao Long seriously, he did not underestimate the enemy and still observes it carefully.

"It's not easy to deal with him..." The fifth senior brother said as he was about to step forward.

"Don't move." Zhao Long suddenly pointed at him and said, "Do you have money?"

"Well..." The fifth senior brother stopped and looked at Zhao Long strangely.

"I remember someone said that you can get a lottery ticket when you come here to compete, and it is up to me to decide how much." Zhao Long was not in the mood to fight with them. The fifth senior brother should have reached the level of an intermediate martial artist. But Zhao Long didn't want to fight with him. There were so many young disciples alone, and this [***] sect is indeed very prosperous.

In such a place, you don’t have the ability to really play the club now, and you can’t fight all the way to the end and kick the club. Then it’s meaningless to continue playing like this, so you have to clear other obstacles and directly select the key points.

It can be seen that the fifth senior brother is not a rich man, and he is a little frustrated when he adds money.

"Haha..." Ouyang Fengchuan said with a smile: "Isn't it just a little bonus? I'll pay the money today, how much do you want to bet?"

When Ouyang Fengchuan said how much you want to bet, he obviously expressed his disdainful tone. That's what, how much money can you have?

"I have 13.5 million yuan in this card. I will bet all in one game. Who will you do?" Zhao Long said, slowly took off his shirt and folded it gently on the ground, putting the bank card on it.

Just now, when he heard Ouyang Fengchuan pay the money, the fifth senior brother clenched his fists and walked forward, he was about to step forward, but Zhao Long's words suddenly made his body stiff. Although he had reached an intermediate level martial arts master, he was still a person living in the city after all, and the impact of more than 10 million was still very huge.

Since ancient times, there have been poor, rich and wealthy people, but not many are really rich. Even Ouyang Fengchuan's face changed a few times when he heard Zhao Long say that more than 10 million, and the others were even more stunned. They were all holding their breath just now, and Dayou wanted to compete with Zhao Long, but now they are all stupid.

As for the fifth senior brother, he thought that he would only bet tens of thousands of dollars at most, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"More than ten million, if you think you are, don't talk about money if you dare not compare."

"Yes, who do you think you are? You took out a card and said it was more than 10 million. I also said that I have 100 million in my card."

"Fifth Senior Brother, beat him up."

"Yes, Brother Fifth, he has come to our hearts [***]. He must not let him go."

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Conan Little Conan is so smart. He can understand Zhao Long’s intention when he looks at him. As for how much money Zhao Long has in card, Conan Little Conan is really not sure about this. Although Conan Little Conan has known his background, he also knows some things recently, and that was news from the blue ocean.

This Zhao Long should be the one who had a conflict with Lei Xiangyu. He seemed to have won a lot of money from Lei Xiangyu at that time. It seems that this person is not that simple.

"I won't investigate whether you really have so much money, but I don't have that much cash now. I have three million cash now. If you don't gamble, it's you timid. What you said just now is just an excuse to gamble tens of millions is just an excuse to escape." Ouyang Fengchuan was not a child of an ordinary family since he was a child, but after all, he is different from Lei Xiangyu, who controls 10 billion yuan of funds. The money given to him at home is still limited in cash.

"Okay, three million is three million, but remember not to say that big next time. When I came just now, I saw that you had a 24-hour cash machine not far away. I can find out how much money I have in my bank card at any time. I don't mind this." Zhao Long said he didn't mind, but made Ouyang Fengchuan's face look even more ugly.

"Fifth Senior Brother, I'll teach him a lesson in person." Ouyang Fengchuan said, and said to the fifth Senior Brother, and walked forward.

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