"Definitely not today, but when I rest tomorrow, I don't know if Sun dares to accept my challenge. Houston looked at Sun Jiao with a playful expression.

In his opinion, Sun Jiao is just an ordinary farmer. It can't be his opponent in taekwondo.

"Okay, we can fight, but we can't fight in vain. Sun Jiao smiled.

"What do you mean?" Houston asked curiously, speaking broken Chinese.

"Bet, I am a celestial dynasty person, I just don't know if you dare to bet with me, right?" Sun Jiao squinted at Houston, his eyes full of provocation.

"Bet on what?"

Houston frowned.

"If I lose, I'll give you 10 million, if you lose, how about you give me a complete set of production equipment?"

Houston thought about it, the cost of a set of equipment is priceless, but he can give Sun Jiao the worst, as long as it can be produced, besides, he doesn't think he will lose.

In his opinion, Sun Jiao is sending him money again.

"Yes, I agree to your invitation. ”

Houston smiled slightly, as if he had seen the God of Wealth waving to him.

Sun Jiao also smiled slightly, because he had already seen Houston's unwilling eyes after the defeat.

Building roads, opening shops, and purchasing medicinal materials, Sun Jiao's small treasury has long been at the bottom. Where is the ten million left for him?

Although it is very unkind to cheat people like this, who made him boring for himself?

Thinking of this, Sun Jiao's heart was happy.

"Chairman Sun, he's really strong, I've seen his fights, he's beaten Muay Thai masters in the underground boxing ring, and his office is full of medals he's won in fights......"

Seeing that Sun Jiao still had the heart to laugh, Lin Bingbing couldn't help but remind.

"Miss Bingbing, you shouldn't worry about me losing now, on the contrary, you have to think about what to do if he doesn't admit the bet when I win the game?" Sun Jiao looked at Lin Bingbing, and somehow, he suddenly thought of Xu Bingbing, but he didn't know if she was doing well, and whether she was married to that man who was like a pig.

……

Early the next morning, Sun Jiao got up to wash, and before he could eat, there was a knock on the door of the house.

"Dumplings, dumplings ......"

As soon as Sun Jiao heard that it was Wang Qianqian's voice, he hurriedly ran to the door and opened the door, "What's wrong, Brother Wang?"

Seeing his anxious look, Sun Jiao couldn't help frowning.

"It's not a good thing, the little stick you brought back yesterday and the current iron ox got into trouble. ”

"Got up with the Iron Bull? Why?"

Sun Jiao was startled, put down his toothbrush, and ran with Wang Qianqian to the small square at the back of the village with a mouthful of white foam.

The small square is now the main gathering place for the villagers, not long after it was repaired, it is mainly to provide a place for the villagers to relax and entertain, dance square dance at night, and exercise and exercise or something.

Sun Jiao saw a group of people around from a distance, and the chatter was very noisy.

As soon as Sun Jiao squeezed in, he saw that there was still a white cloth hanging inside.

The white cloth was written with a black brush, and those who didn't know thought someone was making trouble.

Sun Jiao looked at it and couldn't help but read it, "Bangguo Kung Fu, invincible in the world, sweeping Shangwan, who else can I be." ”

Sun Jiao shook his head, let's not say these words, the key is this

The words don't rhyme, huh?

However, such a provocation did make Sun Jiao very angry.

At the same time, the two people on the field, Houston and the black iron bull in their village, have already done it.

Houston practiced taekwondo, while Tie Niu practiced authentic Tujiaquan.

In the past, there was no Shangwan Village, but later the Qing soldiers entered the customs, and a handful of remnants of the Ming army fled here, and slowly formed two isolated bays.

Therefore, the people of these two villages have been fierce since ancient times, not to mention that everyone practices martial arts, but there are two hits for any person who is dragged out.

The two of them became more and more courageous, and at this moment, Houston made a false move, and Tie Niu was a little anxious for quick success, and quickly followed up to take down the other party in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect to be in the hands of others.

Hearing a click, the iron bull snorted and fell to the ground. Look like that, it's a broken leg.

He was annoyed and angry, and when he opened his mouth, it was a national scolding.

Houston raised his fists in smug and circled the court.

Sun Jiao sighed, walked into the circle, bent down and squatted down to check Tie Niu's injuries.

The melon-eating villagers next to them couldn't help but feel disappointed when they saw that Tie Niu and their village's hopes were not Houston's opponents.

But Houston's squeezing appearance was also very annoying to everyone.

Houston pointed at Sun Jiao and directly compared a middle finger.

"Trab, the martial arts of our stick country are orthodox, what kind of bullshit Celestial Empire martial arts? ”

Houston said with a smug face.

Although the Chinese is broken, everyone can still understand what he means.

"Come, does anyone dare to come up and fight? Whoever fights with me, as long as he can win me, I will give him 10,000 yuan!"

When the words fell, several people on the field were ready to move in an instant, but when they thought that Tie Niu was defeated, they could only be anxious and angry.

"What do you ask?"

Sun Jiao is angry?

Once, he killed more people on the battlefield in the Middle East than he could count, what kind of foreigner he had never met? I didn't expect to encounter such a thing today.

But it's a relief to think about.

The people of the country of sticks, everything is theirs, even the four great inventions and the four famous works have become theirs?

For this kind of shameless person, slapping him in the face is what should be done right now.

"Do you dare to fight?" Houston looked at Sun Jiao coldly.

Sun Jiao sneered, "Then let me see if your stick martial arts are powerful, or our Celestial Empire's kung fu is powerful." ”

As he spoke, he had already made a gesture.

Houston raised his fist and snorted twice, jumped on the spot, and began to circle around Sun Jiao, ready to find his flaws.

In Sun Jiao's eyes, he is a clown who jumps off the beam, and it only takes one move to kill him.

At this moment, Houston made a move, quickly smashing a series of punches and smashing into Sun Jiao's face.

Sun Jiao sneered again and again, and easily dodged it with two false moves.

"There are two hits. Houston didn't succeed in a move, but laughed heartily.

Sun Jiao snorted, and at this moment, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Houston was taken aback and hurried to guard against him, but it was too late at this time, and at some point, Sun Jiao had already appeared behind him.

"If I want to kill you, you're already a dead man. Sun Jiao looked at Houston playfully.

Houston turned around abruptly, and raised his leg to sweep through the army with one move.

Sun Jiao didn't move, but his waist twitched back, and his toes slashed against Sun Jiao's abdomen.

At this moment, everyone on the field held their breath, and Sun Jiao suddenly made a move and smashed a punch into Houston's face.

(End of chapter)