Chapter 188: Fighting Crickets

Guishi International Hotel, Presidential Suite. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhu Renming was invited to come, and saw Jiang Wan's friend living in the presidential suite, he was instantly stunned, and when he heard that this five-star hotel, this friend was a shareholder, he was relieved, as a shareholder, he had the right to use the vacant presidential suite, the price of 5888 a night, Zhu Renming was afraid when he looked at it, and it was worth the monthly income of ordinary white-collar workers in first-tier cities.

If he has shares, it's different, it's the same as his own business, what kind of money does he receive.

"Brother Zhu, you are here, let me introduce him, his name is Zeng Jun, he is my iron buddy, he mixes better than me, there are many star-rated hotels in the country, this kid has shares."

"Boss Zeng, my name is Zhu Renming, please advise." Zeng Jun's annual collection of hotel shares alone is enough for the world around him, and his net worth is estimated to be no less than that of Kaijiang Wan, and because he is engaged in the star-rated hotel industry, he comes into contact with all kinds of people and knows more people, if he can establish contact with Zeng Jun, then Zhu Renming's contacts will be wider, which will be extremely beneficial to future development.

"Xiao Zhu, right, I heard that you are very good at insect training? Won the championship of a unicorn fairy tournament and still play crickets? Zeng Jun is about forty years old, with the tone of a successful person, pretending to be the kind of professional tailor who designs and creates a suit, which is very decent, and he wears an expensive watch, showing that he is worth a lot of money.

Zhu Renming doesn't care about this, after all, he hasn't reached that level yet, and as a laborer, it's a bit wasteful if he wears too expensive, and if he does some heavy work, after getting dirty, the dry cleaning fee will cost hundreds of yuan, and he can't bear it.

"It's Brother Jiang who won the prize, that competition is also a niche competition, there is no reference value, I am just more interested in insects." Zhu Renming didn't want the other party to think that he was a person who liked to brag, so he lowered his posture first, so that he wouldn't be unable to start when something happened.

The two politely greeted each other, and a special glass cover was placed on a large table, and Zeng Jun took out its partner from the special cricket jar, a big-headed green that was comparable to Zhu Renming's Qing Ming body size.

Zeng Jun's cricket jar is an old object, if the cricket lives in it, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, which is very in line with the growth environment of the cricket, and can also extend its life.

It's just that although the green is all green, the degree is different, Zhu Renming estimates that Zeng Jun's big head is only a first-class level, and it can't reach the level of the insect king.

"Boss Zeng, your cricket grade is really strong, and you spent a lot of money to raise it?"

"You really know the goods, this big-headed green did spend a lot of money." Zeng Jun did not disclose the specific number, but it is not difficult to guess that it is normal for Zeng Jun to spend tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars on hobbies to buy a beloved thing, and it is normal for them to spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy bugs.

Zhu Renming then took out a cricket from the matchbox, judging from the things containing crickets, the two are very different, Zeng Jun's cricket jar is at least tens of thousands, not only the design is exquisite, but also has a history of hundreds of years, and there are still practical functions now, which shows how popular crickets were at that time.

"Xiao Zhu, your cricket is also a big-headed green?" Zeng Jun saw the color on the top of Qing Ming's head, and was a little stunned, but he didn't expect that the friend Jiang Wan called to sparring was also a big-headed green, this level of cricket gladiatorial fight must be extremely good-looking, of course, the subtle changes in Qing, Zeng Jun couldn't see it.

"Whatever you want."

Zhu Renming didn't explain much, put the crickets into the glass cover, and the two crickets looked at each other in the air, a hot scene, and there was definitely no need to provoke their desire to fight.

It may be the reason for the similar level, unlike the Pulsatilla that he dealt with in front of the market last time, this young big-headed green seems to be going to replace the title of the Blue Pluto Insect King, this is a battle of kings! As long as it defeats the Blue Hades King, it is qualified to be the king!

"The fight was too intense, wasn't it?" Jiang Wan has also seen the scene of high-level crickets, so he is a little embarrassed to see this picture, the two of them are their friends, if they hurt their feelings because of crickets, it will not be good.

"Lao Zeng, is it over? No matter how you fight, there will always be one side that will be injured, and Batian is your favorite. "Batian is the name of Zeng Jun's big-headed green cricket, extremely domineering, and the way of fighting is also very bold, a lifeless style of play, has been pressing Qing Ming to fight, and the retreating Qing Ming has been forced into a corner, which seems to have an advantage.

Zeng Jun shook his head, his eyes were always fixed on the battle between the two crickets in the glass cover, ignoring Jiang Wan.

Zhu Renming was also a little uneasy, it seemed that Qing Ming had met an opponent, but he wouldn't be so defeated, he was a level higher than it, how could he give in as a king!

The piercing cricket cricket screamed loudly, and the retreating Blue Hades King rubbed his wings and made a high-frequency cry, scaring away the overlords.

Immediately, the two began to fight with shouts, and the physical contact was basically gone, from the beginning of the fiery fight, now it has become a "mouth cannon", which makes the three people watching a little puzzled.

"What's the same thing, fighting crickets and trying sounds? It's unheard of. Jiang Wan is an outsider, he couldn't help muttering, if you test the voice, Qing Ming must have an advantage, in fact, when it comes to melee ability, Qing Ming really can't beat Batian, after all, Batian often fights with crickets, and the level of melee is improved step by step through actual combat, while Qing Ming has been surviving in the wild, and has not fought with crickets often, and his experience is still relatively small.

"Haha, Qing Ming is so smart, if you test your musical attainments, it will win!" Zhu Renming's hanging heart let go, if it wasn't for the endless hot fight scenes at the beginning, it would be better to decide the winner with the sound of the wings rubbing, after all, the more beautiful the call is, it is also a way to attract the opposite sex, similar to the feeling of birds comparing the brightness of their feathers.

And in this way, it will not hurt the harmony, if one side loses, it will not be too faceless, and art is not the first.

"Xiao Zhu, this cricket of yours is very peculiar." Zeng Jun became interested in Qing Ming, and with a rich man like him, he naturally wanted to buy good things when he saw them.

"It's over, your overlord is called brave, and my family Qingming is also a cricket engaged in literature and art." Zhu Renming's description is still more appropriate, although I don't know why Batian also rubbed his wings together, but judging from the sound, it seems that Qing Ming has the advantage.

After more than ten minutes or so, Batian admitted defeat, no longer called and retreated to the corner, as if he was impressed by the music of Qingming, the appearance of holding his head and running around was extremely incredible, you must know that Batian was not injured at all.

In fact, Batian suffered mental devastation, for example, a person sang better than you, attracted the attention of everyone, and he sang like a duck, and was shouted off the stage by the audience, and his self-esteem was greatly hit, so he still had the courage to fight. (To be continued.) )