Fang Jin held this banquet, naturally it was not to welcome He Dong verbally, at best, it was just to deter He Dong, so it was his one-man show from beginning to end.

He sang in this scene vividly, showing the bearing of the prince of Xijing, with long sleeves and good dancing, and the atmosphere was lively, but He Dong had little to do with it.

He started with the banquet, in addition to making enemies, and then making a few powerful friends, he was a soy sauce player.

"What time is it?" He Dong rubbed his temples and asked.

Everyone has a circle, although He Dong is now allied with Du Yuan, but he still can't join his circle, he is alone at the banquet, and there are few people he knows, so he is naturally a little lonely.

"Half past eleven!"

Lei Fang replied in a low voice: "Look at this atmosphere, there are no two or three o'clock, this banquet can't be dispersed tonight, or we will slip away first, anyway, what Fang Jin should show off has already shown off, and what should be demonstrated has also demonstrated!" ”

"No matter what, Fang Jin's face still has to be given a little!"

He Dong shook his head and said, "If we leave at this time, it seems that we are a little lacking, and I am also a third of the owner of this club, I heard that there are a lot of fun, let's go around!" ”

The clubhouse is huge, all kinds of entertainment, nightclub, casino, billiards, singing...... It's not falling, it's definitely a man's ecstasy paradise.

He Dong and Lei Fang, led by a cheongsam beauty, moved around a lot, but for him, they were not very interested, and finally they walked into a three-story building in the back.

The sound was a bit noisy, with heavy shouting, high voices, and heavy boxing.

"Dong Shao, this is an underground black fist ring!" The cheongsam beauty introduced: "Many powerful people in Xijing like to come here to watch boxing matches!" ”

"Boxing?"

He Dong's eyes lit up slightly, and he became interested, and said, "Da Lei, let's go and have a look!" ”

"Okay!"

Lei Fang nodded.

The two walked into the building under the leadership of the cheongsam beauty, and the building was decorated a bit like the Colosseum in ancient times, with a big ring in the middle and a lot of work around.

At this moment, the boxing in the ring has reached a more brutal and bloody level, and the black fist is not a game, but a life.

The rows of VIP boxes surrounded by the second floor with a wide line of sight, can directly see the boxing match below, He Dong was originally the boss, and it is natural to want a VIP seat.

But what is even more coincidental is that next to him is the godfather on Qinchuan Road, the so-called Seventh Master, this old man in Tang costume with a few tiger bodyguards, sitting in the position of the big horse golden knife, watching the boxing match below, smiling very happily.

"Young man, you're also interested in boxing?"

The old guy glanced at He Dong, old-fashioned, leaning on the old and selling the old.

"I'm young and vigorous, it's normal to be interested in boxing, unlike the Seventh Master, you should be old and strong, you are so old, you can't take good care of yourself at home, watch such a fierce event, I'm not afraid that the heart will not be loaded!"

He Dong sat down, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and said coldly.

When the seventh master heard this, his face was slightly gloomy, the last thing he wanted was for someone to say that he was old in front of him, but He Dong said it without a little obscurity.

"Young man, I heard that you have a lot of money, but you have the guts to gamble with my old man?"

The seventh master is also an old man, and he has worked hard to nourish his qi, and he will be calm in the blink of an eye.

He squinted his eyes and said calmly: "Let's bet a little bigger, one million games?" ”

Usually he gambles 180,000 yuan, but now using 1 million to gamble a game is considered to give He Dong face.

"Seventh Master, your pattern is really big!"

He Dong sneered, then pretended to look at Lei Fang, and asked, "Da Lei, am I embarrassed to take this million?" ”

"Dong Shao doesn't like to gamble very much!"

Lei Fang said seriously: "Because the gambling book is too small and the efficiency is too low, it is better to do business, if there is more than 100 million gambling capital, Dong Shao may consider it!" ”

"100 million?"

The eyes in the VIP corridor couldn't help but look at He Dong, and the wealth was not like this.

"What an arrogant young man!"

The seventh master's face like a dead tree was a little hideous, his eyes shone with a stunning light, and he looked at He Dong's expression coldly.

All his net worth adds up to more than one billion, this is still plus all the real estate, and the working capital is only two or three billion, and a boxer bets on 100 million, he doesn't have this arrogance.

"Da Lei, aren't you embarrassed by the Seventh Master?"

He Dong waved his hand and said lightly: "We have to respect the old and love the young, since the old man has sent an invitation, we have to give some face after all, it's better to be like this, the little one, we will bet 10 million, Seventh Master, what do you think?" ”

"Hehe, young people are young people, a little bold!"

The seventh master gritted his teeth and said: "Old man, I will reluctantly make it difficult for me to bet this game with you!" ”

He Dongdu said that this is the case, if he doesn't gamble, he will be embarrassed.

"Old Seven, Dong Shao, you don't mind if someone Lei comes to play too!"

At this time, a relatively low voice sounded from the left side of the two.

"Old Ghost Lei, are you also interested?"

When the seventh master heard this, he glanced at the next door, and his face became slightly solemn.

"Watching boxing but not betting on boxing is somewhat uninteresting, and it is rare to gamble with Dong Shao, the overlord of Qinchuan's shopping mall today, 10 million, and if you lose, you will be a little fun!"

On the balcony box on the left, a sixty-year-old man wearing a tunic sat straight, with a hooked nose and narrow phoenix eyes, with a flat expression, but there was a temperament that Mount Tai could not overpower.

"Ray?"

He Dong squinted slightly, looked at the old man, and a suitable smile rose at the corner of his mouth, the boss of the Lei family, the former business overlord of Qin Chuan, the richest man in the ranking, Lei Zhen.

"It turned out to be Chairman Lei, the first time I saw him, the kid was polite!" He Dong still respects the predecessors of this shopping mall with a good reputation.

"Huh!"

The old man in the tunic smiled, his laughter was a little hearty, and said: "It is said that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the old man has long wanted to see who pushed the old man's front waves ashore. ”

He, the richest man in Qinchuan, has already given his name to He Dong appropriately.

Qin Chuan's economy is not strong, in 06 years, it is already great to be able to produce some billionaires, He Dong controls Donglong, if you count it on the surface, his net worth is more than 10 billion, and it is normal to win the championship.

"Prize!"

He Dong said modestly: "I, He Dong, am just a little brat, and I am so brute, if there is any offense, Chairman Lei should not be surprised!" ”

"Interesting!"

The old man in the tunic squinted slightly, and the Qinchuan business community said that He Jiadong was a young man who was unreasonable, young and vigorous, and domineering like a wild lion.

"You can't bet anymore?"

The seventh master looked at the two of them coldly, his face was indifferent, and he asked faintly.

"The Seventh Master wants to lose faster, I'll fulfill you!"

He Dong bowed his head and looked at the underground ring, the boxing just now had passed, and the cheers had just stopped.

After half a ring, there were two players in the ring, one was a burly man, more than two meters tall, wearing red boxing pants, a large upper body, fierce eyes, and a clenching of his hands, his fists clicked.

One of his opponents is a man who can only be said to be relatively strong, with a square face, which looks a little calm, but this face is somewhat familiar to He Dong.

"Is that him?"

He Dong's eyes sank, he had searched several times before but didn't find it, but he didn't expect to see such a figure here.

Zhao Jin, the man in military uniform on the train, can also be regarded as his life-saving benefactor of He Dong.

How did he come to black boxing.

It's a money-for-death race!

"Pick?" The seventh master said coldly: "Who wins or loses?" ”

"We respect the old and love the young, the seventh master and Chairman Lei first!" He Dong said calmly.

"Red player, 10 million!" The seventh master glanced at it, and said coldly.

The so-called red is the player wearing red boxing pants, which burly man he chooses, but it's right to think about it, and suddenly it looks clear at a glance.

"The seven masters have already been chosen, and I don't have anything to choose, blue players, 10 million!" Chairman Lei said.

"Blue Player!"

He Dong said indifferently: "If he loses, I'll give him double!" ”

They don't have to bother outsiders with their private gambling contracts, after all, they are all people with heads and faces, and they will not turn their faces for 10 million.

"Dong Shao and Chairman Lei give face like this, the seventh master is a little weak, I will insert a foot, red 10 million!"

Fang Jin didn't know when he appeared, and said with a smile.