The people on Dulo's side cheered in unison, and the girls jumped and jumped with joy, forming a beautiful scenery. The other side became silent, and their faces were unwilling but helpless.

Someone came up to carry away a dragon that was still rolling on the ground and wailing, Boss Qiao smiled and went over to negotiate gambling funds, he simply earned more than 10 million, there is nothing more pleasant than this. The other party didn't cheat, he directly transferred 30 million, and Boss Qiao arranged for the financial staff to share the spoils with Xiao Wan, and they were all happy.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Du Luo smiled and waved to the women as he walked back, but at this moment, an unruly voice came from the booth opposite.

"The new master of the Hidden Dragon Temple is playing an underground boxing match here, if the master knows underground, the coffin board will definitely not be able to hold it!"

Dulo stopped, turned his head to look, and walked to the opposite booth, without entering to see it clearly.

On the long sofa of the booth, a man who looked to be in his thirties was holding a cigar in one hand and a scantily clad beauty in the other, looking at him with eyes like eagles. Everyone else stood aside, and a dragon was still on the ground with a ashamed face, and it seemed that this guy was the boss.

The knife-like resolute face, which looked very majestic, Du Luo didn't recognize, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The other party shook his head, "Young people now, they don't bow when they see their seniors, your parents died early......"

"Do you know my parents?" asked Dulo casually.

"Stupid, he's saying that your parents died early, so they don't have a tutor!" Xiao Yun'er shouted behind him.

Du Luo had a black line in his head, he was tricked by someone, and the other party laughed out loud, "It's still that little girl who understands me, but it's a pity that I followed you as an ignorant child." ”

"Nima!"

Du Luo couldn't bear it, he had always been a scolding person, but he didn't expect to be tricked by words this time, his face was gloomy, and he walked in with firm steps.

"Haha, can't help it?" the other party joked without fear, and said, "You just won me 30 million, that's all drizzle, do you dare to make a bet?"

Duro stopped, "Bet on what?"

The guy poked the cigar into the ashtray and said, "Don't worry, you are a junior, I won't bully you or gamble with you." If I fight with you, I will bet on who will be beaten down first, do you bet...... I don't think you have much money, so let's just mean 100 million. ”

Why does this sound so familiar, he said something similar to Long Dingtian, but now that it came out of someone else's mouth, Du Luo was tired.

"How about a little less, a little more zero?" he said gloomily.

"Hahaha, 100 million is worth you, do you have 1 billion? If you can take it out, it doesn't hurt to bet with you. ”

Not only was the guy on the other side laughing, but his men were laughing, and the scantily clad pretty woman was even more smiling, looking at Duro with contempt in her eyes.

"Grass ......"

Du Luo was furious, he really couldn't take out 100 million, and the money was invested in the project in cooperation with Boss Qiao, and 100 million had to be barely scraped together.

"That's it, I'll just make some pocket money. Introduce yourself, I'm Longmen Long Zhuoyu, please advise!"

After saying that, he got up, and the woman next to him quickly stood up and helped him take off his coat, revealing the floral shirt inside, and walked over. Du Luo's eyes narrowed, it turned out to be the Long family, it seemed that this was to find a fair and honest opportunity to take revenge, so he provoked.

He guessed correctly, although the head of the Long family said to his family that he was not allowed to provoke Du Luo, Long Zhuoyu thought that it was to save face for Old Man Duan, and he didn't care too much about Du Luo at all. Moreover, he thinks that his strength is high, and he has cultivated the Dragon Family's ancestral Inner Family Fist Phantom Dragon Fist to the extreme, and he is no longer invincible in the Long Family, even if he is a monk, he can fight.

Du Luo saw that he was good, but he also had his own confidence to take a few steps back and beckon, Long Zhuoyu walked calmly, stopped the moment he stepped on the dance floor, and suddenly clasped his hands into fists and shouted.

"Oh yes......"

With his shouting, people were shocked to see that his muscles were bulging, and he actually broke the checkered shirt, revealing the terrifying muscles of the oil, and he twisted his neck and looked at Du Luo with a cruel smile, reached out and tore off the part of the shirt that did not fall, raised his thick arm and hooked his fingers towards Du Luo, and made an arrogant sound.

"Kid...... Come on!"

Du Luo couldn't bear it anymore, rushed forward, and smashed his fist into the opponent's chest, Long Zhuoyu didn't hide, but smiled contemptuously.

"Bang!"

A dull voice sounded, and Dulo smashed his fist on the opponent's muscular body, but he couldn't fight back with a punch, and there was no reaction.

"Child, your strength is too small, were you hungry when you were a child?"

Long Zhuoyu's voice did not fall, and his right fist had already been smashed out with the sound of the wind, hitting Du Luo's chest, Du Luo was smashed like a cannonball, and only landed a few meters later and took several steps back in a row before stopping his body, covering his chest that was hit with his hand, and almost fell down and lost.

"Are you alright?" exclaimed the women.

Dulo waved his hand, "It's okay!"

"Hehe, if you can resist my punch, you are proud enough. Long Zhuoyu pretended not to continue the pursuit, and raised his right arm to hook his finger towards Du Luo, "Child, come on!"

"Hehe......"

Du Luo smiled and slowly raised his head, he rubbed his chest, "You hurt me!

As soon as the words fell, his fingers poked the three acupuncture points on his chest in a row, and it was really difficult to deal with if he didn't unlock the seal, but he didn't release the spirit weapon Red Dragon.

"Oh yes!"

Duro also suddenly clenched his hands into fists and roared, to people's consternation, his shirt immediately collapsed, turning into pieces and flying like butterflies, revealing a muscular and toned body. There seemed to be the illusion that his scars were gleaming, outlined in a pattern of rough ore lines, an over-the-shoulder dragon with teeth and claws.

"Loser, those clothes are very expensive!" Xiao Wanyue screamed excitedly, and finally saw Du Luo fighting seriously.

Du Luo rushed forward again, this time even Long Zhuoyu was startled, he sensed the danger, he didn't dare to hold it anymore, and immediately took defensive moves.

"Lushan Shenglongba!"

Du Luo burst out loud, his fist was lifted from the bottom to the top, this time Long Zhuoyu couldn't prevent it, and he was smashed into the air and flew up. But the people at the scene were sweating in unison, the name of this move is a little familiar, isn't this the move of Zilong in the Saint Seiya?

They guessed correctly, Du Luo was just funny, and the next moment his body jumped up and shouted, "Pegasus Meteor Fist, Ah ......"

Not only did he shout out the moves of the Saint Seiya, but at the end, he still learned Bruce Lee's emphasis, and his fists were swung out at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and the fists hit the flesh with a bang.

"Hit the streets!"

With another roar from Du Luo, he turned over with a harrier and kicked Long Zhuoyu's head, his strong body was kicked and smashed directly into the card seat, his subordinates hurriedly wanted to catch it, but they were all smashed down on the sofa together, all pressing on the woman. Du Luo smiled deftly and saw that there was a mess inside, and all the women and the Qiao family cheered in unison.

Long Zhuoyu staggered up, his nose and face were swollen, swollen like a pig's head, and his body fell to the ground again, his subordinates hurriedly got up from the woman to help, the woman was stupid, her clothes were messy, and she didn't know who was so immoral and took the opportunity to touch and tear off her pants.

"Boss, are you alright?"

People helped Long Zhuoyu up and sat on the sofa in a panic, his eyes were not only purple, but also swollen and couldn't see clearly, his front teeth were knocked out, and he said in a leaky voice.

"Fighting geese all day long was pecked by geese, this kid is awesome, give money ......"

But he also counted, and he didn't dare not give it, so he followed the person in charge of finance, and the other party hurriedly took the initiative to find Xiao Wanyu, this time Boss Qiao didn't dare to share, and all 100 million were Du Luo.

Long Zhuoyu hugged his fist at Du Luo again, and said with a crooked mouth, "Thank you for your mercy." ”

Du Luo did show mercy to his subordinates, otherwise he could be beaten to death, and people respected me by a foot and I returned the salute with a solemn fist, "Accept it!"

The money was transferred quickly, Long Zhuoyu had no face to stay here, his subordinates carried him out in a mess, the woman tidied up her clothes, and her hair was messy and trotted to follow, but she didn't let her get into the car when she went out, and left him on the side of the road.

The music in the bar sounded, and it didn't take long for the actors in the store to be called to perform, and Du Luo celebrated with everyone, and Du Luo even performed a street dance with difficult movements, which he learned from watching TV two days ago, which attracted people to scream and cheer.

At noon, the people moved to the battlefield and went to a restaurant of the Qiyuan Group to continue the celebration. ()

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