Hearing Huo Mingxuan's naked provocation, the people around He Laosan turned their eyes to He Laosan with intriguing eyes.

In Xiang Province, people with a higher status know that Huo Mingxuan and He Sanye are natural enemies. The two of them like to fight back and forth when they have nothing to do, but He Laosan has a bullish grandfather, so he has always won more and lost less.

Huo Mingxuan finally won a game in the Chicken King Competition, obviously not planning to give up.

Huo Mingxuan continued to say mockingly: "I heard before that the third brother sent people to look for the chicken king, and he went to Vietnam and Turpan, so he must have found a fighting with explosive combat power, right?"

He Laosan had a gloomy face and was silent, but his expression was as if he had just swallowed a fly.

Huo Mingxuan was even more happy, and said as if he was acting in a stage play: "Didn't you find it?" That's right, how can the chicken king be so easy to find, but ............"

Huo Mingxuan's words changed sharply, and he actually led the topic to Shen Mo.

"Isn't that kid next to you a beast trainer, let him help you tame one on the spot, he's so powerful, it's definitely okay, hahaha." ”

He Laosan finally broke out, slapped the case, and said sharply: "Huo Mingxuan, do you want to die?"

Huo Mingxuan was not afraid, and sneered: "It's so majestic! It's just that this is the Colosseum, everyone is talking by the cockfighting in their hands, what does the third brother think, take the cockfighting to the stage, and wait for him at any time!"

"You ............" He Laosan was so angry that he couldn't speak, Huo Mingxuan opened his mouth and closed his mouth to talk about the cockfight, which made him hold back his anger in his heart, and he was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

"He Sanye is embarrassed this time. ”

"No, I've never seen him so embarrassed. ”

"Hehe, I quite agree with Huo Ye's words, everything in the Colosseum relies on the fighting beasts to speak, unless He Laosan comes up with a chicken king that is comparable to the 'rigid legs', he can only suffer this loss today. ”

Huo Mingxuan heard the discussion of the people around him, and he only felt that his whole body was comfortable, as if he had eaten ginseng fruit, but inadvertently, he saw He Laosan next to him with an indifferent face.

"This kid is quite calm. Huo Mingxuan smiled coldly.

Shen Mo was not as calm as he appeared, and he could ignore Huo Mingxuan's grievances with He Laosan, but Huo Mingxuan insulted himself in words three times and twice, which had already made Shen Mo have a trace of murderous intent in his heart.

Some people just like to die.

"Silence, is there a way to kill his 'rigid leg'. He Laosan suddenly opened his mouth and said angrily: "As long as you help me with this, you have the final say on how much money you need." ”

Shen Mo glanced at He Laosan in surprise, and understood that he was really forced to say such a thing. However, this sentence reminded Shen Mo that it was indeed time to teach Huo Mingxuan a lesson.

"There's a ............ way," Shen Mo said slowly.

"What way?" He Laosan grabbed Shen Mo's arm, like a drowning man grasping a straw in the water.

"Just go to the clubhouse and pick a fighting, and then defeat Huo Mingxuan's fighting. Shen Mo said lightly, as if he was telling a serious joke - it takes a few steps to put the elephant in the refrigerator......

"Ga?" He Laosan's eyes widened, his expression looked very funny, and he said after a long time: "Brother Shen, don't joke about this, choose a fighting on the spot?"

Shen Mo shrugged his shoulders and said, "How do you know if you don't try, there are so many fighting cocks in the clubhouse, maybe there is a super fighting chicken hidden." ”

"What if?

He Laosan felt that Shen Mo was entertaining himself, but he quickly thought that Shen Mo didn't like to joke, and his heart moved, it was really not necessarily, in case there was really a peerless fighting hidden in the clubhouse.

In martial arts novels, those peerless masters are either hidden in caves or sweeping the floor in temples............ If you are silent, it's not impossible, and with your silent eyesight, you won't let the orb be dusty.

Finally, He Laosan made up his mind, took out the eight million that belonged to him in his arms, and said, "As long as you help me kill that 'rigid leg', I will give the eight million with both hands." ”

"Deal!"

A smile appeared on Shen Mo's face, he could not only teach Huo Mingxuan that slut, but also make money, why not do it!

Soon, the news that Shen Mo was ready to go to the chicken coop to choose a fighting to participate in the Rooster King Contest spread in the Colosseum.

In the audience, there has been an uproar.

"Did I hear me wrong?"

"No, the cockfights in the clubhouse, the better ones were taken out of the five cockfights just now, and now I go to pick them, what good goods can I pick!"

"Even if you pick it, the one in Huo Ye's hand is the king of chickens, and he can't win at all. ”

"It seems that the third master was so angry that he came up with such a bad trick. ”

In the ring, Huo Mingxuan laughed out loud after seeing that Shen Mo really followed the club staff away.

"Third Brother He, are you kidding me?"

He Laosan stood up and said coldly: "I'm thinking about whether to drink with your 'rigid legs' at noon today?"

Huo Mingxuan's smile retracted and said, "I'm just afraid that you won't be able to eat lunch when you're angry." ”

The atmosphere began to be tense.

Then, everyone saw that Shen Mo walked into the ring holding an earthy yellow fighting that looked sick.

The audience was in an uproar.

"Is there any mistake about why the fighting he is holding looks so rubbish?"

"I suspect it's not a cockfight at all, it's a local chicken. ”

"Did you see that the chicken's feathers are going to be bald?"

"Hell, why do I feel so hot in my eyes!"

As soon as Shen Mo came out, he attracted the attention of the audience. No, it should be said that it was the fighting in his arms that attracted attention.

If that's really a fighting.

The chicken, with its thin body and weak toes, and the comb on its head hanging listlessly, gives people a feeling of defeat without a fight.

The most conspicuous thing is its hair, which is almost bald!

On the stage, Zhu Dayan was stunned and said: "I have watched cockfighting for so many years, and I have never seen such a garbage cockfight, Brother Shen is not mistaken, right?"

He Laosan felt that he was splashed with a basin of cold water at this time, and it was cold from head to toe. If he could, he really wanted to rush off the stage and tell everyone that he wouldn't fight this chicken king competition.

It was not only He Laosan who was shocked, Huo Mingxuan was even more shocked than He Laosan.

"This is the chicken you picked?" he asked dumbfounded, the fighting in his arms, let alone against the 'chicken king', he caught an old hen casually outside, and he would not necessarily lose.

Shen Mo smiled: "Don't look at its appearance, but it's a super fighting chicken." Your 'rigid legs' are far worse than it!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.