There are three women among the one hundred and eight generals of the Water Margin, and they are all married. The key is not this, but the nicknames of these three women, Dominatrix, Mother Big Worm, and One Zhangqing......

It can be seen that strong women from ancient times to the present day, if they want to gain a foothold in the pile of men, they not only need to be more fierce and ruthless, but more importantly, they need to be men......

Back to the point!

I don't know Ding Wei and see a little girl like her come here, as if a lamb has entered the wolf's den, but those who know Ding Wei, meet with Ding Wei, or many masters who have fought during the filming of Weixing know that Ding Wei is here, just like Monkey King came to the Pan Tao Banquet.

But now, there are only a few people in the martial arts who don't know Ding Wei after all.

Even if I haven't been on the micro line and haven't fought with Ding Wei, but after the operation of the martial arts map under Ding Wei's hands in the recent period, ninety percent of the sects in the martial arts today have pending orders on the martial arts map, no matter what, they have a certain friendship with each other.

When Ding Wei, who was dressed like an orchid gentleman, appeared in front of everyone, first had some experience, and then some surprise: The woman who put me down with two hammers was still a beauty?! After the thought turned, everyone got up and greeted Ding Wei. A large group of people stood up in unison, and this momentum immediately gave Ding Wei a feeling when a leader went to the countryside to inspect.

It's a little cool!

After Ding Wei said hello to the big guy, he began to worry about where to sit, a group of people came more and later, and there was no separate table in the hall at this time, or Xu Zhengtang understood, and directly asked everyone to find an acquaintance to share the table. He followed closely by Ding Wei's side.

Ding Wei looked around, it seemed that they were all acquaintances, but they were familiar, and they really wanted to go over, either they were under pressure or they were under pressure.

Just when Ding Wei hesitated slightly, Xuan Chongzi took the initiative to wave his hand and shouted, "Ding Nuxia, please come and sit here." Seeing that Xuan Chongzi took the initiative to beckon people over, a disciple with the lowest status on both sides of the table took the initiative to get up and make way for his position.

"Don't come unharmed, Dao Chief!" Ding Wei saluted and greeted.

"Haha, is Xuan Heng sick?" Xuan Chongzi laughed and asked rhetorically, Ding Wei's face darkened, and after sitting down, he left his back to Xuan Chongzi, and then glanced at Dejing, Ding Wei couldn't take his eyes off, didn't the monk in front of him have undergone some head-changing surgery, right? Why does a muscular and strong body have a delicate and quiet face on top of it? Or is it because he was inspired by the cultivation of certain fruits, and this monk buckled his head in a plastic bag when he was cultivating?!

Dejing was not narcissistic enough to think that the girl in front of her was "killed head-on" by herself.

"The little monk once had a mentally unstable past, and after taking too much medicine, it became like this!" Dejing said.

Oh, this is probably understandable, but such a Dejing can directly cosplay Nezha without makeup.

At half past eight, the audience in the main stadium entered. At the same time, the ground in the annex hall clicked, and the place enclosed by the fence rose, becoming a ring surrounded by everyone.

After Yu Mingrui came here to show his face, he gave up the position of host. From an old man who is not good at kung fu but has face in all aspects of martial arts, he has not started to get down to business after discussing the past and the present, and the door of the hall was broken open again A group of strong men who walked with their legs shaking their arms walked in.

"These people ......" Ding Wei always felt that the form of these people was familiar to him.

"Finally some rich and powerful people came." Xuan Chongzi said with a smile.

"How?" Ding Wei asked.

"When you shoot micro-travel, aren't you often hitting these people?" Xuan Chongzi said.

Ding Wei reacted immediately, although there is no underworld in China, it does not mean that there are no hooligans and gangsters, in short, these can only constitute a corner of society and cannot constitute the existence of society itself.

These latecomers are not as gentle as Ding Wei's group of people to sit at the table, but are divided into seven or eight groups, each group of seven or eight people went over together and surrounded a certain table to appear to be the most cowardly, among which the leader of the past patted this person on the shoulder fiercely and said, "Brother, can you let you take a seat?" I'm the boss of this group, standing like them is too cheap, can I do me a favor? The question was polite, but the tone and posture were not ambiguous at all. Before this person could react, two thugs went over and grabbed him by the arm, "Thank you!" "The gangster leader sat directly in this man's place.

The old man sighed, turned away, and took a chair to the other table and sat down at another table.

Such a situation was staged at several tables, and a few who wanted to compete were just about to get up, but they were caught by the two and then slapped several times by the leading thugs, and after glaring angrily and unspeakably, they honestly moved a chair to another table to sit.

"You see, just me sitting here alone, and then letting my brothers stand, it seems that I am too unhuman, can you help people to the end, and you know at a glance that you are very annoying to me, and you don't want to sit at the same table with me at all, but I still like this place, what should I do? What to do? What to do?! "The scoundrels and hooligans who say this have smashed through the lowest level of degradity.

The other people at the table glanced at each other, slapped the table hatefully, and moved the chairs away. Silently said: I moved the chair away, see how you sit.

Seeing this scene, one of the short and stocky gangsters laughed: "Look at your little bit of talent, scattered sand, no fighting spirit, tell me what you can do?" What's the use?! ”

This kind of ridicule, everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and even those who were driven away in the first place applauded this in their hearts, and you who do not unite with me to protect me are also a group of cowards who can't do anything.

In fact, these guys are not a tendon to play, they are the best at the first time to distinguish who can be messed with and who can't, the people at the table are some small households with weak strength, like those tables where the morale of the personnel is relatively uniform, they have no one to talk about the cheap.

But action can pick the fat and pick the thin, and as soon as this is said, it is ridiculed by the group.

As these words landed, two snapping sounds were heard, and the two gangsters fainted and fell to the ground, revealing Han Baolong's figure behind him.

Click, click, a few nearby gangsters took out daggers to surround Han Baolong, several gangsters have a relatively high level of professionalism, looking at their posture holding daggers, and that attitude of not being impatient, you know that they are a group of old gangsters who have passed the eighth level of professionalism.

Reality is not a martial arts novel, the top master is not an insurmountable mountain for rookies, and empty-handed people are surrounded by a few people with sharp blades, and the odds are not too low.

Han Baolong reached out and pulled out his belt, which was led by a printed steel plate that looked like it weighed several cars.

If you don't agree with each other, you will fight hard!

A few gangster leaders are also a little scratched, and it is impossible to really put people down here in front of everyone's eyes, but if you don't deal with this person, won't the momentum you made just now be gone. cursed in his heart: This guy doesn't know about "life is long, settle accounts after the autumn", how can he come up and add blockage like ***.

"Qiao San, Hu Liu, and Sun Laoga, is Lu Wenzhong dead? Who allowed you to come to me? A middle-aged man in civilian clothes walked in through the inner door. Directly scolded a few gangsters.

The faces of several gangster leaders immediately became soft and flattering: "How dare we come to Wang Dong, you to spread wild, we were just dismissed by Boss Lu, and we people have nothing to do but fight, so we came here to find a way to live." The stout Hu Liu said.

"By the way, we have also established a sect called Tiger Roar Gate, and we have summed up our years of fighting experience to create a set of boxing methods, called Tiger Roar Fist Method!" The bald Sun Laoga said.

"This set of boxing techniques is not only powerful, but also has the effect of strengthening the body and kidneys, and the girls said that it was good after practice." The lean-looking Qiao San said.

The middle-aged man looked at the three of them and didn't speak.

This world is still a world of money and power, and these hooligans and gangsters have either become vassals of power or become horse boys of money, so the three of them may have a one, two, or three talk to this Wang Dong, but these three people definitely dare not make a mistake.

At this time, Xuan Chongzi stood up, came to a gangster who was surrounding Han Baolong, and snatched a dagger in his hand at any time, because Wang Dong was here to press the scene, and a group of gangsters did not react excessively.

"Dong Wang, whether it is clear water or turbid water, as long as it is new water, it is a good thing for today's martial arts, so I only welcome the joining of the Tiger Roaring Gate on behalf of the Taixuan faction." Xuan Chongzi said and stretched out his fingers, and the tip of the dagger instantly collapsed, Xuan Chongzi looked at the stubble and said disappointedly: "Look at what kind of good goods you carry with you, this dagger is a hundred and ten things." With that, he threw the shortened dagger back into the thug's hand, and turned back to his place.

"What Daoist Xuan Chongzi said makes sense, I agree!" Ding Wei was the first to speak out in support.

"The poor monk agrees too!" Dejing was the second to agree. Then the representatives of several major sects expressed their support, and the small sects did not want to admit it and all agreed.

Wang Dong nodded slightly and said, "Then follow the rules!" He didn't talk anymore, moved to Ding Wei's table, first after seeing the monk and Taoist, he turned his head and said to Ding Wei: "Ding Nuxia, I'm your fan!" ”

"You're welcome." Ding Wei hurriedly returned the salute.

"Haha, Miss Ding, today is also your day of emergence." Wang Dong said.

"Just don't lose face!" Ding Wei said.

"Ha, be modest," Wang Dong continued: "I'll say more, Qiao San, Hu Liu, these people are all people who have really seen blood on the street and have set up a stick to kill talents, and some of them have also fought black market boxing over there, so the fighting style of these people is different from those masters you have fought before." ”

Ding Wei poured a cup of tea and handed it to Wang Dong and said, "Thank you, Wang Dong for reminding." ”

Wang Dong took the tea and drank it in one gulp, and then said: "I drank this cup of tea, and the friendship between us is even there." ”

"It's me who climbed!" Ding Weidao.

"There's no need for this, as long as I find you in the future, you don't hide!" Wang Dong smiled, got up and left.