Looking at the young man in a suit who broke the curtain and fell from the sky.

"This ...... What's the situation?"

Lan Xue, suddenly, was stunned.

Bang!

The next moment, the young man in a suit fell on the table.

A table of cards, along with a wooden table, slammed into pieces.

Anger!

At this moment, in Wang Chulan's heart, there was a monstrous anger!

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu has lost so much, it's hard to win this time!"

Wang Chulan jumped like thunder: "As long as I win this game, I can win five cents!"

Wang Chulan and Lan Xue, the landlords who have been fighting for so long, have won and lost each other.

But as of the last game, Wang Chulan was still the same, losing to Lan Xue for five cents.

Originally, Wang Chulan meant that he won this game and immediately stopped playing.

Nonsense!

Since Lan Xue is so powerful.

If he continues to play cards, Wang Chulan will definitely lose.

Losing five cents, this has already made Wang Chulan very painful.

No way!

If you lose five yuan, Wang Chulan, won't it collapse?

But!

Seeing this game, Wang Chulan is about to win.

Seeing that five cents is coming!

Depend on!

Although who is so shameless, he actually made a good hand of his own hands like this?

Father...... Five cents, that's it, whitewashed?

……

At this moment, Qiao Feng's mood was lost, and he was extremely angry.

That Western Regions Great Han is too strong!

Powerful, incredible!

Originally!

Qiao Feng was ready to admit defeat, and was about to step out of the ring, but was thrown under the ring by a man in a suit with his bare hands.

Qiao Feng is known as the King of Southern Boxing, and he has successfully won the championship for half a year in the large-scale ring reality show "Wulin Crazy".

But now!

Accompanied by a big man in a suit, that sharp throw!

All Qiao Feng's honors were in vain and came to naught.

"I knew that this was the result, so Lao Tzu wouldn't have come to Tiannan to help Murong Chu beat Wang Chulan. ”

Lying in the pile of broken wood chips, Qiao Feng's eyes were dull, and his eyes were full of tears.

Get!

Qiao Feng came to Tiannan this time, Wang Chulan didn't learn a lesson, but he got in?

……

"That...... You, are you okay?" Lan Xue helped Qiao Feng up.

"I ...... It's okay. Qiao Feng sat on the side, gasping for air.

"Who is so bold and dares to disturb Lao Tzu?" Wang Chulan's angry roar instantly resounded throughout the audience.

Bang!

The voice fell, and Wang Chulan got up and walked out of the small room.

"Not good!"

At this scene, Qiao Feng's face changed slightly: "Little brother, don't!"

"This big brother, don't worry, my big brother Wang, Tiannan is invincible!" Lan Xue said proudly.

Although, Lan Xue and Wang Chulan are not too clear about what happened in the outside world just now.

But!

Neither of them is stupid, and after a little analysis, they know that Qiao Feng must have been beaten.

Originally, it was normal to compete in martial arts.

But the problem is that Wang Chulan was just about to win, but was disrupted.

Just ask, Wang Chulan, how can you not be angry?

……

As a disciple of Master Jin, Ah Da looked at Wang Lun as soon as he appeared.

As for Qiao Feng, the king of southern boxing, he was also thrown directly into the distance by Ah Da with his bare hands.

It's too strong!

It's really, it's too strong!

Seeing that Master Jin didn't make a move, his disciple Ah Da overwhelmed everyone.

On the rostrum, Lan Lao and Jiang Menshen, as well as all the old monsters, all looked at each other, shocked to the extreme.

"Could it be...... I'm Tiannan, there is no young master, can I fight with this barbarian in the Western Regions?" Jiang Menshen looked gloomy.

Jiang Menshen, angry!

Nonsense!

Jiang Menshen was directly injured by Master Jin, a Buddhist lion's roar, and lost his combat effectiveness.

As for Wang Lun, a disciple of Jiang Menshen, he was sitting in a wheelchair at the moment and suffered extremely serious injuries.

Originally, Wang Lun was going to go directly to the hospital.

But Wang Lun, I can't swallow it, this breath!

He bandaged it casually and prepared to continue watching the fight.

But!

When Wang Lun found out, Qiao Feng, the king of southern boxing, was also directly tragic.

Wang Lun suddenly understood that although Tiannan was big, there was no one who could intercept Ah Da's edge.

"You Central Plains people are a group of garbage!"

Standing in the ring, the big man of the Western Regions laughed vertically and horizontally: "You Tiannan waste, if you have the ability, come and fight with Lao Tzu, come on, come and hurt each other!"

The sound is like thunder, dragging and blowing up the sky!

However!

As soon as these words came out, the heroes of the entire Tiannan all bowed their heads, not daring to look directly at the edge of the Western Regions Han.

Even those warriors who did not belong to Tiannan and came from other places quietly retreated to the corner, lest they be seen by the Great Han of the Western Regions.

"Ah Da, the disciple of the poor monk, has no one to challenge him now. ”

Holding a Zen staff in his hand, Master Jin looked unruly: "Xiaolan, should you announce that you are the champion of this Tiannan Sword Discussion?"

The sound fell, and the whole audience shook.

"Brother Lan, that spirit stone is so precious, if it is given to that barbarian from the Western Regions, although my Tiannan is big in the future, who will still be his opponent?"

"This barbarian is too ferocious, if he succeeds in his advancement, I am afraid that our entire martial arts in the East China Sea will usher in a catastrophe. ”

"Brother Lan, think twice!"

In an instant, all the old monsters objected.

"What's all this nonsense?"

Jiang Menshen, his eyes were gloomy: "Master Jin is a senior monk of Wuliang Temple, he is a big man who can fight with the King of the East China Sea, if we fool him, no one can run away today!"

Rumble!

When the voice fell, the faces of all the old monsters became extremely ugly.

"Could it be that in my huge Tiannan, with a population of millions of people, there is not a single warrior who dares to fight with Na Da?" Lan Lao's mouth trembled, and his purpose was desperate.

For the treasure of the King of the North Earth, so many old monsters in Tiannan joined forces, spending many years and smashing countless people's financial resources.

But this precious spirit stone is cheaper than others, who can be happy?

But Master Jin is on the sidelines!

Just ask, who dares to mess around?

"What's the matter? Xiaolan, your Tiannan, the sword conference, is it a fart?"

Master Jin's voice gradually became fierce: "Is it difficult, are you going to force the poor monks to kill the ring, and you can't wash this place in blood?"

Bang!

The voice fell, and Master Jin's Zen staff was a little, and the earth in the entire inner hall began to tremble slightly.

This terrifying internal strength suddenly made all heroes realize the cruelty of reality.

"This year's Tiannan Sword, the overall champion is ......" Lan Lao stood up, unwilling to announce the answer.

Unexpectedly!

At this critical moment, a monstrous roar resounded throughout the audience in an instant:

"Who is so bold and dares to disturb Lao Tzu?" Wang Chulan's angry roar instantly resounded throughout the audience.

But it turned out!

When Qiao Feng landed and smashed the table, Wang Chulan was furious and left the small room.

At first, Wang Chulan roared, but no one paid attention to it at all, and it was regarded as air.

Nonsense!

At the time of Qiao Feng's tragedy, the scene was noisy, and Wang Chulan's voice was naturally drowned out.

But now, it's different!

When Lan Lao stood up, the heroes in the audience were silent and fell into despair.

That!

The vast inner hall was as silent as death, and the breath could be heard.

So!

Wang Chulan's roar was naturally very clear and came into everyone's minds.

"Who is this?"

"In my Tiannan, there is such a heroic man who dares to fight against the barbarians of the Western Regions?"

"A true warrior, dare to face any danger!"

Airplanes!

In an instant, everyone was in a commotion, and everyone was boiling!

Nonsense!

Even the white-clothed monk Wang Lun and the southern boxing king Qiao Feng were defeated one after another.

And at this moment, those who can stand up must be hidden and masters of martial arts!

However!

When everyone's eyes converge into flowing water, looking at the person who speaks.

Everyone, stunned!

Now!

In front of everyone's eyes, a young man wearing a security uniform and a security hat appeared in front of everyone.

"This ......"

"A security guard, where did he come from?"

"I'll go, this little security guard, funny, right?"

In an instant, the crowd was in an uproar.

……

At the moment, in the ring.

The big man of the Western Regions rubbed his eyes, only doubting himself if he had seen his eyes.

Below, an eighteen-year-old security guard is coming step by step, briskly.

"Little doll, go, go and play!"

The big man of the Western Regions laughed loudly, laughing very speechlessly: "You are a little security guard, I am just a finger, I can poke you to death!"

While speaking, the big man of the Western Regions took out a handful of great man's head from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

Slap in the face!

This is absolutely, Chiguo's, undisguised, and most disdainful slap in the face!

Nonsense!

As a well-known powerhouse in the Western Regions, the Great Han of the Western Regions is really not good, but he bullies a mediocre little security guard.

Unexpectedly!

The little security guard was not afraid, and roared angrily: "Say, the one named Qiao Feng just now, did you throw it over?"

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