Zhou Zhenming's pupils contracted violently: "Lao Ding, do you really think that you will definitely win this time?"

The Zhou family has lost continuously, and has lost nearly one-third of the family property to Ding Changzhong, if the five billion yuan is exported again, it will definitely shake the foundation of the Zhou family, so Zhou Zhenming is such a performance.

Ding Changzhong laughed: "We don't want to play this kind of children's game, we have to gamble, win or lose, if you don't dare to bet, then you can leave now!"

The reason why he has confidence is because Ding Changzhong knows that in order to satisfy Lilac's good martial arts, the Xingyao Martial Arts Hall has invited three martial arts cultivators, one of whom has reached the realm of the middle stage of martial arts, and it is also because of this person that the Ding family has been pressing the Zhou family to fight, and if the Zhou family agrees today, then the result will definitely be the same as the previous times.

"If you agree to let Ding Xiang be my grandson-in-law, plus a bet of 300 million, we will gamble!" Zhou Zhenming seemed to be unable to stand the excitement, and looked at Ding Changzhong with a hideous face.

Ding Changzhong frowned, after all, he was an old fox who had lived for decades, and now seeing Zhou Zhenming put forward such a condition, he naturally wondered if Zhou Zhenming was digging a pit for himself to jump.

"Grandpa, promise him!" Just when Ding Changzhong was a little surprised, Lilac came out of the crowd and came to Ding Changzhong's side.

"Lilac, why are you here?" Ding Changzhong looked at Lilac with some surprise.

Ding Xiang naturally didn't dare to say the fact that she wanted to teach Zheng Hao a lesson in the martial arts hall, but smiled sweetly: "Grandpa, such a big matter, do you think the people in the martial arts hall may not inform me?"

While speaking, Lilac looked around, and after seeing that Zheng Hao's figure was missing from the scene, she couldn't help frowning, where did this stinky bastard die.

"Old Ding, don't talk crookedly there, let's start if you agree, if you don't agree, that is, the Ding family is afraid of the Zhou family, and the name of the first family of the Ding family in Tianhai can be let out, hahahaha!" Zhou Zhenming laughed arrogantly.

Ding Changzhong had a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger, but looking at Zhou Zhenming's arrogant appearance, and thinking of the middle stage of the martial arts, there were few opponents in Tianhai, no matter how powerful the Zhou family was, it would never be possible to invite an opponent with a higher realm, and decided to kill Zhou Zhenming's majesty: "Then it's a word!"

"Mr. Knife, I'll trouble you today. Zhou Zhenming raised his thumb at Ding Changzhong, and then turned his head to look at a middle-aged man dressed in white and coughing softly from time to time.

"Knife ...... Sir!" Ding Changzhong's eyes narrowed suddenly, Zhou Zhenming is a person with eyes above the top, how can he call the people around him Mr., could it be that this middle-aged man who looks sick is a top master!

"It seems that the Zhou family sent money to our Ding family today, and they actually invited a sick ghost to help!"

"Looking at his weak appearance, I can knock him down with one punch, let alone Sun Wei!"

"Mr. Ding, if you kill chickens with a knife, you will bully them too much, this battle, I ask for help!"

The people of the Xingyao Martial Arts Hall also saw that Mr. Dao was sick, and in the midst of the ridicule, there was a young man who came out of the crowd directly.

Liu Xing, one of the masters of the Xingyao Martial Arts Pavilion, can be ranked third in terms of combat power, and he is already in the early stage of martial arts.

"Brother Xing, you're a bit of a bully, or I'll do it!"

"Brother Xing, wait a minute, you have to save some hands, otherwise, if you kill someone with one punch, the Zhou family will definitely cry!"

"Mr. Knife, if you don't want to be killed, it's too late to kneel and beg for mercy now!"

Seeing that Liu Xing took the initiative to ask for battle, the people in the Xingyao Martial Arts Hall began to coax, and no one would doubt that Liu Xing in the early stage of the martial arts would deal with a sick man, and there would be any suspense in the outcome.

Ding Changzhong ignored the people who were making a fuss, but looked at Sun Wei beside him with the advice he consulted.

Sun Wei's contemptuous gaze swept over Mr. Dao's body, and he stretched lazily with a lazy face: "Mr. Ding, if such a weak chicken wants me to make a move, it will simply damage my identity!"

Hearing Sun Wei say this, the only bit of apprehension in Ding Changzhong's heart disappeared directly, and he raised his voice: "Okay, let Liu Xing fight on behalf of the Xingyao Martial Arts Pavilion!"

At the same time as Ding Changzhong's voice fell, Zheng Hao entered the martial arts hall through the side door.

As soon as he entered the martial arts hall, Zheng Hao felt a little anxious, so he went directly and conveniently, and did not come back until this time.

The attention of Ding Changzhong, Ding Xiang and others, who were all in this battle at the moment, did not notice Zheng Hao, and Zheng Hao did not care, standing at the end of the crowd.

Liu Xing came to the field and hooked his finger at Mr. Dao, who was standing behind Zhou Zhenming: "Sick ghost, come and die!"

As if he didn't see Liu Xing's provocation, Mr. Dao came to the field with a calm face and stretched out a finger at Liu Xing.

"What does this sick ghost mean, he dares to refer to Brother Xing, doesn't he really know how the dead word is written?"

"This sick ghost still hasn't figured out the situation, he dares to provoke Brother Xing like this, wait a minute, Brother Xing will definitely beat his out!"

"Brother Xing, to deal with such a sick ghost, if you let the family persist to more than three moves, don't say that you know us in the future!"

It is precisely because no one will doubt the result of the competition that everyone is giggling, as if they have seen that after the game, Zhou Zhenming took out 500 million yuan in disgrace.

"Whoosh!"

In the midst of everyone's ridicule, Liu Xing moved, came to Mr. Dao's side like lightning, and swung his fist over.

Liu Xing felt that he was too worthy of him with his moves to deal with this kind of weak chicken, and decided to blast Mr. Dao away with one punch, so as to lock in the victory.

"Bang!"

A fist-to-flesh sound sounded, and a figure flew out like a cannonball, and in mid-air, blood spurted out as if it didn't want money.

"Brother Xing, I said not to be so heavy, look at it, everyone is vomiting blood!"

"Brother Xing, look at you, you defeated people with one punch, which makes it clear that you don't save face for the Zhou family at all!"

"That's not right...... Wrong...... It seems that it was Brother Xing who flew out!"

The last person's shrill cry directly overshadowed the sound of ridicule at the scene.

"Bang!" The man fell to the ground heavily, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, with a shocked face, who is it not Liu Xing!

"How is this possible!" There was a gasp at the scene, Liu Xing was a master in the early stage of martial arts, and he was seriously injured under Mr. Dao's punch, what extent did Mr. Dao's strength go!

"I understand, just now he stretched out a finger, not to refer to Brother Xing, but to tell us that it only takes one punch to defeat Brother Xing!" Such a thought flashed through the minds of the people of the Xingyao Martial Arts Pavilion, and their pupils couldn't help but contract violently!

Ding Xiang and Ding Changzhong also looked at this scene dumbfounded, especially Ding Changzhong, whose hearts sank to the bottom all of a sudden!