Xia Wenhe is very crazy, this young man who came out of Tianyi Pavilion, the largest gang in Huaxia Jianghu, really doesn't let anyone go. When he first received an invitation from these people from the Wushuang Palace, he didn't pay attention to these people at all.

Later, when he heard that the third young master of Langli Jiao was there, he rushed over, and when he stepped into this ancient gate, he heard that he was not allowed to join the Wushuang Hall without paying a million money, and it was impossible to compete with their vice president, this madman did it directly. The little fool who was as famous as him in terms of wisdom was beaten severely.

If it weren't for the third young master's move, he would have been able to restrain him, and the others would have to suffer as well, but even so, seeing the little fool being beaten, these people didn't know how to work hard and stepped forward to stop him, and they were kicked by Xia Wenhe.

This is a peerless hall, not a high-level gathering, but these young people here are all resourceful, and it can be said that the entire Huaxia people with unparalleled wisdom and resourcefulness are gathered here. Xia Wenhe actually added his fists and feet, regardless of his image at all, which is really smacking.

Later, he went even further, and when he heard that there was only a vice president of the Wushuang Palace, and there was no president, he asked clearly to know what the four gold-inlaid characters on the plaque meant. The countryman is unequaled, the most resourceful person in China, who can single-handedly challenge the resourcefulness of everyone here, so that he is qualified to sit on a chair and become the president of the Wushuang Palace.

Xia Wenhe sat down! The result is what it is now.

"If you don't besiege me together, it's up to you, who is my opponent!" Xia Wenhe snorted coldly, and when the past was mentioned, not only did he not feel ashamed, but he also fought back with disdain.

In fact, he really didn't need to blush, when he sat on that chair, he was so miserable by the Wushuang Palace, even the young people. Think about it, dozens of resourceful people, playing him, even the third young master would not dare to be so arrogant, otherwise he would not be the vice president, you can imagine how miserable Xia Wenhe's fate was.

is just a little fool, and he played Chen Jing, dozens of people with similar IQ to the little fool, Chen Jing thinks that playing with them is simply looking for abuse.

"Then you compare yourself with the third young master." The little fool is disdainful, he doesn't know kung fu, but he can't stand the support of the vice president.

The third young master is ranked third on the list of young generations, while Xia Wenhe is ranked seventh!

Sure enough, when it came to the third young master, Xia Wenhe obviously restrained a lot, but he was called a madman, so he naturally had his crazy posture. It's just a little more restrained, and it's still arrogant.

Talking about the little fool, Xia Wenhe put his attention on Chen Jing, who had been watching the play on the side, and pointed at his nose arrogantly and said: "Do you dare to fight with me, you win, I will help you pay the one million entrance fee, and you don't need to take anything if I win." ”

"You love fighting?" Raising his hand to stop the persuasion of the little fool, Chen Jing drove this young man who was probably not yet twenty years old, but his momentum was like the big iron sword behind him, extremely powerful.

"It's better than sitting and bored, none of the people in the Wushuang Hall know kung fu except for Langlijiao, since you are here today, let me see if you are qualified to enter the Wushuang Palace."

Chen Jing pursed his lips, nodded and said, "You have challenged me like this, if I don't make a move, will it seem that I am very bad?" ”

Xia Wenhe didn't answer, just sneered.

"Okay, I'll fight with you, but I don't need you to pay if I win, let him out!" Chen Jing's expression was still the same, but he pointed to the short man with glasses who had not spoken all this time.

"What's my business?" The man in glasses pretended to be innocent.

"Don't think I can't see it, Xia Wenhe is very crazy, but it's not enough to see the depth of my kung fu. You guys like to play so much, and you've investigated my skills more than before. Speaking of this, Chen Jing glanced at the Third Young Master, who had been chatting with a few young people, and then said: "Everyone else is not interested in our conversation, but you have been paying attention to it, if my guess is correct, you must have told Xia Wenhe about my kung fu before, right?" ”

"What if I sue him, he'll listen to me?" The man with glasses had a hard mouth, and although he said it with a straight face, the fleeting panic in the corners of his eyes could not avoid Chen Jing's eyes.

"I don't know how good the madman is at resourcefulness, but he is really crazy and confident in his skills. At the same time, I am also very impulsive, if you tell him about my kung fu, it is impossible for him not to try it with me. If I'm still not mistaken, you must bet on someone else and bet on me to win, right? ”

After some speculation, the man with glasses turned slightly red, but the man with sinister eyebrows who had been sitting there chatting stood up, clapped his palms and said: "If you are worthy of being the boss of Pengcheng in just a few months, this wit is indeed very powerful." Yes, we do bet, but we don't know if you can win? If you win, how about me paying all the entrance fees for you and Chen Bo? ”

Look clearly, if he said that Chen Jing won, he would pay the entrance fee, not that Chen Jing lost!

Chen Jing frowned, he deduced that these two people had made a bet, and he did guess correctly, but he didn't expect this man to want him to win, could it be that they bet that the man in the eye bet that he lost?

This can't be said, the man with glasses came all the way to Huayu for an interview, didn't he want to get to know him?

Chen Jing looked at the man in glasses deeply, smiled for a moment, and said, "Okay, then it's good to fight, but you have to be prepared to pay for it." ”

"Very good, let's go upstairs in the city, please!" was calculated by the two, Xia Wenhe was not angry at all, he seemed to have only a competition in his eyes, he was a martial idiot.

Chen Jing smiled and strode out. Unexpectedly, as soon as they left, the thief-eyed man took out a piece of cloth with the words one and two written on it, and shouted: "Come on, come on, bet on it, except for the vice president and Chen Bo, everyone can bet, one represents the madness, and the other represents Chen Jing." Chen Jing pays five for one, and one for madness pays two. At least 1 million, place a bet! ”

If Chen Jing heard this, he would definitely be stumbling. Damn, the real intention of these two people is here, the man with glasses is flushed, and he is completely set for him!

"Why can't I bet, I'll bet on Chen Jing to lose two million." Chen Bo opened his mouth to speak, and to everyone's surprise, Chen Jing, who was a younger brother, lost his bet.

If you want to say who knows Chen Jing best, except for the third young master, Chen Jing's younger brother Chen Bo is here. However, the third young master was obviously unwilling to participate in the gambling game, and Chen Bo was obviously very sure that Chen Jing would lose.

With him taking the lead, almost all the bettors bought Chen Jing and lost, and the angry man with glasses gritted his teeth, but no one noticed that Chen Bo was smiling ambiguously behind the crowd.

There is only one person, a girl wearing a neutral outfit and short hair, who bet on one million Chen Jing to win.

"Xu Yingying, you have money and no land to spend, so you want to lose with them?" Someone laughed.

The girl smiled and said, "Is it gambling, what's the point of no risk, I care about the process of worrying, I don't care about winning or losing." ”

Regardless of these people's betting, look at Chen Jing and Xia Wenhe, Xia Wenhe is indeed crazy enough, and the big iron sword on his back is all knotted, but he is competing with Chen Jing. Although he ranked seventh on the Young Generation Billboard, comparing his fists and feet with Chen Jing is simply looking for abuse.

"Don't look down on people too much, let's use a sword, otherwise, you won't hurt me at all." Chen Jing forced Xia Wenhe's offensive with one palm, and pretended to light a cigarette and smoke, but the posture didn't take Xia Wenhe in his eyes at all.

"Okay, you're qualified to let me use a sword!"

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