Long Aotian said to Zhao Ritian, "Brother, leave this to me."

Zhao Ritian said, "I want to beat him too."

Long Aotian leaned into his ear, "He is scolding me, let me do it, I promise..."

Long Aotian clenched his fists, "I will beat him to death!"

Zhao Ritian nodded, "Use half of the force you used on me on him, and I will be relieved."

Long Aotian said, "That Pang Meng, do you still remember what you said yesterday?"

Zhao Ritian turned his head and glared at Pang Meng, "Remember! You bastard!"

Pang Meng was still trying to appease Long Ao Jiuzhou, but when he looked back he thought to himself, who is this person!?

I was just trying to help you start a fight, why are you scolding me when you open your mouth!?

Pang Meng took advantage of the chaos and pulled Lu Chengwen aside. "Brother, you have all taken the money. You chose Song Zimo and asked me to deal with your third brother? Have you told him?"

"I told you, don't worry."

"Really?"

"You see he's into the drama, can't you tell?"

Pang Meng nodded, "Well, you have to do things with money!"

"Of course, who am I?"

"Okay, I believe you!"

…

A small commotion finally subsided.

During the break in preparation, those from the previous group who had finished dividing their battle roles began to take the stage one after another.

Sun Ze came over again and said, "Hey! Brother Chen! Don't worry about the money. I know that you have made a lot of money these days!"

Sun Ze said, "As long as you pay five hundred thousand, I can give you Pang Meng's information. To be honest, although your brother is good, Pang Meng is really a master. Maybe... Haha, he might really be beaten by Pang Meng."

He was beaten very badly."

Lu Chengwen looked at him and said, "I have confidence in my Pang Meng."

"ah?!"

"No, I have confidence in my brother. You can go and play."

"What about the information about your second brother Chen Sanjin's opponent? I also have the weaknesses and tactical characteristics of Long Ao Jiuzhou, and it only costs 400,000!"

"Thief Sun."

"Sun Ze."

"it's the same."

"Not even close."

"Listen to me." Lu Chengwen said, "I don't need any information. I am poor and don't want to spend a penny."

Sun Ze looked at him, "You also want to crack down on counterfeiters? You three brothers... can't you protect even one line!? No, I understand that you can make some money by cracking down on counterfeiters. Your two brothers have a chance! You can protect one line.

The one who reaches the finals online becomes the uncle of the Zhang family, and will become prosperous in the future!"

Lu Chengwen smiled, "The main plot is me. They are the protagonists on the surface, but in fact, they are all my side dishes."

Sun Ze opened his eyes wide, his shock was palpable, and he gave a thumbs up

"You three brothers are so tall! In other words, you are actually the strongest! You are hiding your strength and just... keep trying to survive until the finals! The real Chen Sanjin

and Chen Santan are here to protect you and fight against counterfeiting to make money! High! Really high!"

Lu Chengwen smiled, "It's a small thing."

"I also have information about Song Zimo. Brother, because of how secretive you are, you can take the two hundred thousand!"

Lu Chengwen shook his head, "It's difficult to make money from me. Obviously, you don't have this ability."

Lu Chengwen patted his chest and said, "Take care."

…

The beautiful etiquette lady came on stage holding a sign, "Group 5! Game 1!"

The loudspeaker broadcast "The fifth group, the first round, Chen Santan from the Chen family will fight against Pang Meng from the Pang family!"

Pang Meng and Zhao Ritian jumped onto the stage and stared at each other.

Pang Meng is a bit weak!

Why is this guy so angry? He looks at me as if he is the enemy who killed his father. What is he doing?

Pang Meng smiled slightly and whispered, "Brother Threetons, your brother told you everything about me last night, right?"

It was okay not to mention this, but when he mentioned it, Zhao Ritian became furious.

I thought he was provoking.

"I told you!" Zhao Ritian gritted his teeth, "I made it very clear!"

What Zhao Ritian was thinking about was how arrogant Pang Meng was and how he spoke cruelly.

Pang Meng misunderstood and thought that "it was very clear" meant that I could do it very smoothly and no one could tell.

Pang Meng nodded, very happy, "I fell down on the 13th move. Your performance was better. Thank you very much."

Zhao Ritian opened his eyes wide.

Holy shit!?

Lu Chengwen is right! This little brat is crazy!

Thirteen moves to knock me down!?

Long Aotian didn't even dare to say this, how dare you yell at me!

Zhao Ritian gritted his teeth and his eyes wanted to spit out fire.

Pang Meng nodded, admiring in his heart

People say that Chen Sandon from the Chen family is half-dumb and incapable of acting. Now that he can act in a decent way, well, I have to act more realistically.

Pang Meng tore off his cloak and shouted, "Chen Santan! Come on! If I don't beat you down today, I won't be called Pang Meng, and I won't be a descendant of the Pang family!"

Ding dong!

As soon as the bell rang, Pang Meng felt...

When Zhao Ritian rushed towards him, it was like wind!

He looked completely impatient. As soon as the bell rang, he rushed over without even doing any preliminary testing, adjustments, observations... or anything else!

Like a crazy wild boar, it roared and rushed over.

Pang Meng didn't expect his opponent to be so reckless. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Zhao Ritian roar, "Fuck you!"

boom--!

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

Just one move!

Pang Meng was beaten so hard that he floated up!

He even clearly heard the sound of his own bones breaking.

In mid-air, Pang Meng could no longer breathe, but suddenly he saw a figure jumping higher than himself!

His burly figure blocked the spotlights on the ceiling of the hall, like a dark devil.

Pang Meng stretched out his hand and was speechless.

Zhao Ritian grabbed his hair and pulled him into his arms, holding his feet with his other hand.

Falling from the sky fiercely!

boom!

Pang Meng's lower back just hit Zhao Ritian's knee.

The moment he landed, there was a click and the sound of broken bones.

puff--!

Pang Meng spurted a mouthful of blood several feet high!

Pang Meng rolled to the floor, clutching his lower back, his body convulsed, and he had no fighting power.

Zhao Ritian grabbed him by the hair, dragged him and beat him.

The referee came over quickly, "The winner has been decided! Let him go, let him go!"

"No, we agreed, we have to do thirteen moves!"
To be continued...