"By the way, Brother Yu, your name is quite literate, and there was a ...... during the Warring States Period Who's here?"

Chen Guang patted his head, and a flash of inspiration came to him, and he really came up with a good idea to divert his attention.

Of course he knew that Meng Weijun was just pretending to be stupid.

Yu Meng Chang's mouth twitched, and he drank a cup of tea heavily, "Meng Weijun, my family gave me this name in the hope that I can inherit the legacy of the ancients, employ people according to the place, and do a good job in business." ”

Chen Guang nodded violently, "Amazing." I heard that there are 3,000 guests in the family of Meng Weijun of Qi State, and it was a good story for a while, Brother Yu, you are also a successful person at a glance, I am envious and jealous. ”

Yu Meng often gave such a fierce praise, but forgot the psychological shadow left by Lu Fei's coquettishness just now, as if he had returned to the previous rhythm of pretending, and smiled: "Meng Weijun has three thousand guests, but he is all a chicken and dog thief, those small means cannot be put on the table, we modern people can't do ......business like this."

Very good, it's back to the rhythm of pretending that this young man likes, Chen Guangchang breathed a sigh of relief.

Recently, because of Wang Ren and Xu Lizheng's affairs, he really doesn't want to provoke any more opponents, Yu Mengchang, don't look at his smiling demeanor now, but the more this kind of person, it means that the more grudges he holds behind his back.

Alas, next time I don't come to this kind of occasion, especially when there are outsiders, I really feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable everywhere.

When will it end?

The old man came to ask for help, and he wanted me to be a shield for Mao!

Calculate, I'll figure it out by myself first, and turn on the auto-reply mode!

Ten minutes later. Chen Guang couldn't remember what he said to Yu Mengchang next, anyway, he was thinking about something related to Wang Ren and Xu Lizheng in his head. While coping with Yu Mengchang and playing haha, he clinked glasses with Zhong Bai who came up to toast from time to time.

When he reacted coldly. Only then did he find that he was unconsciously pulled into the private room of the clubhouse and stood in the middle circle, and at a distance of 2.37 meters in front of him, there was a dart board, and he was holding a dart in his hand.

What is this modulation?

He looked around and found that Lu Fei, Zhong Bai, Yu Mengchang and Duan Wen were all looking at him with very expectant or strange eyes.

Chen Guang swallowed his saliva silently, and allowed the old man to think about it carefully.

What happened during that time?

Why would I be standing in this place for no reason, holding this thing in my hand, what I just promised?

Since talking to Yu Mengchang about the rooster and dog thief, he felt that he had successfully taken him to the ditch. I'm really not good at dealing with this scene, so I simply came to a fugue outside the world, turned on the automatic recovery mode, and handed over a qiē to the spine.

Then it seems that he talked about hobbies from chickens and dogs, and the old man's spine said that as an all-round superman who is invisibly pretending to be super proud, hobbies or something, that is the old man's usual pretending to be in the field, and he can't lose.

Yu Mengchang knew that Rufei liked racing. Briefly mentioned, he seems to have a professional team.

The drunkard doesn't mean to drink, and he directly pours out a convoy in order to pick up girls, and this guy is also very hard-working.

Then the old man, Lu Fei and even Zhong Bai, who was on the side, were not interested in this, and the old man almost leaked his personal need for confidentiality. Let Ya know that my brother is the god of the car and immediately kneel for me, but fortunately, Lu Fei stepped on our foot to brake the car.

Rufe rounded the pitch and said that underground drag racing and professional racing are two different things. There is no comparison.

Then, Yu Mengchang changed his path several times. Eventually, he mentioned that he was particularly interested in darts and had just participated in a tournament. I tried to win a championship, how embarrassing is it.

How did I deal with him?

Chen Guang pondered in his mind, I seem to brag that I have a lot of experience in throwing darts?

It just so happens that there are really professional darts tournament equipment in this clubhouse, and Rufei and the others also play it from time to time on weekdays.

Then, I seemed to be instigated to make a bet with Yu Mengchang?

So you're here with a dart to play him?

What are we betting?

Money?

Million!

me! What a terrible price for my wandering!

The hosting model is a bit cheating!

Pinching the dart in his hand, Chen Guang's temples were in cold sweat, and he turned his head and glared at Lu Fei with an aggrieved expression, why didn't you stop me, eldest sister?

Where would he have thought that Lu Fei gave him the look of confidence that was full of calm, as if he was back in the picture when he drove Xiao Porena and threw everyone a few kilometers in Fengquan Mountain.

What is God?

To be able to do what ordinary people can't do, is called God.

In the matter of racing, Chen Guang has already told everyone with his iron battle record, he is well-deserved, so that the world can only look up to worship the god, unable to approach and touch.

Maybe it's Aiwu and Wu, maybe it's because the automatic reply mode set by Chen Guang just now is too domineering, Lu Fei, Zhong Bai and Duan Wen, who know his magic, haven't thought at all that this lord is talking nonsense with his eyes open.

So the question is, now that the five million gambling contract has been settled, and the darts are in hand, will it be too late to admit it now?

This can be called how good the old man is!

This money is not much, it is really not much, and there are less than a fraction of it in my brother's bank account, but my brother is a thrifty and thrifty young man who can break a penny into two cents to spend, this is five million!

Want me to give it away for nothing?

Dream!

You might as well cut a piece of meat off me, I'll be more comfortable!"

Of course, the biggest embarrassment now is that there is money in the account, but I dare not move!

The flood beast Liulijun is staring at it!

Hey?

Chen Guang suddenly remembered a slogan of a hundred tried!

That's right!

It's time to utter that cry and roar of despair in your heart once again!

Please save me again!

"I didn't want to deal with you, but your kid is really lucky!"

Chen Guang was moved to tears, and I knew that even if I was abandoned by the whole world. You won't give up on me, Lord Ruri.

"Dear Liuli, can you now control the timing and specific content of the appearance of the middle realm of the cup?" Chen Guang asked with anticipation.

I didn't think about it. Liuli shook his head violently in his heart, "No." ”

"Then you look like Mao, I can save you with my fingers! Can we be more honest? With a little more sincerity, we can still be friends!"

Liuli said, "I can only tell you like this, before twelve o'clock, there will be a cup in the realm, but what is the specific content? I can't say for sure, and I can't say when it will be." In short, you ask for more blessings. Ideas procrastinate. Drink less bragging and drink more water, maybe you pour water and pour it, and the world in the cup will come?"

"The same is true, but God knows how much you have to drink?" When Chen Guang spoke again, Liuli had not moved again, and it seemed that her old man was really busy.

Then he silently glanced at the people who were looking at him with anticipation on their faces, Chen Guang's heart was a little bit lower, and then he raised his eyes to look at the wall clock on the wall, half past eleven. Thankfully, it's only half an hour until twelve.

So here's the problem, now I'm standing on the dart line, holding a dart in my hand. How do you pass the ink for half an hour and keep drinking water without stopping?

"Brother Guang, you're fast!" Duan Wen, the manager of the business department of Dongchong Commercial Bank, looked like a young man here at this time.

Zhong Bai also looked at him with expectant eyes on his face.

Yu Meng Chang had already thrown a round of darts just now. Although Chen Guang couldn't understand the scoring method of this international championship at all, look at the confident expression on this brother's face at this time. You know he's playing very well.

Chen Guang took a deep breath, "I can't hide it. When I went out of the mountain, my master once told me that the electric light poisonous dragon dart is light and cannot be seen in this world, and I will see blood in this world!"

"Huh?" everyone was stunned, how could a dart be thrown and so exquisite.

Of course, Yu Mengchang didn't believe it, he just looked at him with a pair of eyes looking at the sand sculpture, and waited for him to look foreign.

Yu Mengchang secretly thought, this kid is obviously blowing up the cowhide, and he was frightened by his professional-level performance, and he planned to bluff people in the middle of nowhere.

Surely you won't believe it, will you?

He thought so.

Wait, why do these people look at them differently than I thought?

Lu Fei, Zhong Bai, and Duan Wen knew that he was a good young man, and they didn't have any intention of questioning him at all.

"I never thought that Brother Guang, your poisonous dragon dart would still have such a background, alas, it is really sighing. Zhong Bai actually went down in one bite!

Yu Meng Chang is blind, do you believe in such a shameful move name as the electric light poison dragon dart?

Even if he is really a martial arts student, someone would give his signature dish this name?

Are you stupid?

Do you believe this nonsense?

Yu Mengchang felt that he had been defeated, did this world become stranger, Zhong Bai in his impression was quite sensible, and his brain was not lacking.

Not to mention Lu Fei, two years ago, she was famous among the younger generations of the Lu family, known as the pearl of the next generation of the Lu family, and the young generation in Dachuan Province can be regarded as a proud son in the business world.

But why do you also hold your fists in your chest and look like a nymphomaniac?

This is not the same person as the noble, cold, mature and steady you in front of me!

"Of course! I said that if I said this, it doesn't mean that I want to regret it today, and I bet on it, since I have gambled, how can I break my word and get fat. It's just that I can't see blood today, and I have to use my secret skills, so I have to tell you about this from beginning to end...... It all started eighteen years ago, oh no, fifteen years ago, on a summer night when I was six years old......"

A lot of nonsense, in short, it's all kinds of nonsense, pinching out a weird old man who doesn't have anything to do, and then pinching out an inexplicable hidden sect, and then constantly bragging to everyone about his hard skills, practicing three times in winter and three times in summer, and then from time to time his mouth is dry, and he stuffs the Holy Grail of Heaven into his mouth again and again.

After drinking three cups of tea in a row, my bladder was about to explode, and I couldn't make up the story.

Finally, the Holy Grail of Babel reacted, sucking him in with a thud.

It is said that some folk acrobats will let their close companions fix them to the target after they have practiced the flying knife technique to a certain level, and then throw the flying knife out, always avoiding the body of the companion and stabbing it in the armpit or in the gap between the legs.

Such brutal and dangerous training can make the skills of the knife artist improve by leaps and bounds under terrible pressure.

Of course, the danger is also very great, and if you are not careful, you may die in Huangquan, if you are not afraid of a long life or want to change a wife, you generally can't do this kind of thing.

But today, Chen Guang said that this kind of training technique of letting others lie on the target and throw darts or throwing knives is simply weak!

What is really terrible is that the person tied to the target is himself, and the person who throws the knife is also himself!

Don't ask me why I know!

Because five minutes after I entered the cup, I took on the stage name of Nine Knives in the Head!) )