With Xu Yun's five-hundred-year-old monster's mind, how could he not know that this so-called Buddha shrine is just a little minion.

Kanto, who dared to participate in the suppression of Qingyangmen after he left, has not yet been in his impression.

Unless it is Yanjing, or someone who is backed by ancient martial arts or even the national level, he does not have the confidence and energy.

You must know that even if he is not there, Dou Zhengyang's energy should not be underestimated, at least in Haizhou and even Jiangwei Province, the feudal officials of a province may not dare to touch Dou Zhengyang for half a cent......

Who is the offering on the altar?

This is the answer that Xu Yun wants to know......

Maybe by following this clue, he can get twice the result with half the effort, and find out the whereabouts of Dou Zhengyang and Dou Qian.

Judging from the information obtained by Lei Ping'an, except for Dou Zhengyang and others, the whereabouts of the rest of the people from Qingyangmen are already clear.

As for everything that happened in the ring, he didn't want to interfere for the time being, in other words, whether Di Qinglongsheng was defeated or not, it was already a trivial matter.

What he has to deal with is more than a Buddhist shrine......

Others walked towards the grandstand on the second floor, and several men in suits in the infield looked at the wolf, so naturally they would not let them go easily.

"Who are you and who are you looking for? Looking at you like this, you don't look like Han Shao's friend......"

One of the infield caretakers was quite polite, and he didn't think that this ordinary teenager was going for the shrine master, but maybe it was Han Shao's friend or something.

Han Shao?

The young man frowned, his gaze swept away, and he saw a familiar face.

On that day, in the You family, a hundred swords covered the sky, and the power of Haizhou, that day, the envoy of Chu was on the side, and everything was at the time of the rise of Qingyangmen.

Time has passed, a year has passed, but Qingyangmen has fallen to this point......

If he Xu Qingqiong didn't return, why not sigh?

It's just that his gaze quickly retracted, what Han Shao is not Han Shao, in his eyes, he can't get on the stage, as for why this person appeared here, he didn't have the heart to care.

"I don't know any Han Shao, what I'm looking for is the shrine master in your mouth."

Well?

The infield caretakers looked at each other, and then snorted coldly.

What kind of character is the shrine master, how can a casual gambler see it if he wants to see it?

If it was really a big gambler, he would have been sitting in the stands on the second floor, and looking at this person's simple clothes and inconspicuousness, it seems that he is not that kind of identity.

"Little brother, do you think that betting 180,000 is great? The shrine master is not free, if you know each other, go back quickly, we don't have time to fight with you. ”

180,000 yuan, it is already said to Gaoli, in the eyes of this person, maybe this kid is just watching the excitement, maybe he can't even take out a 10,000 yuan gambling money.

The boy's face did not move.

"You go and talk to the Buddha shrine to see how many bets he can accept, and I will win all the way to Di Qinglong."

When the words fell, several infield caretakers were dumbfounded, all suspicious of their ears.

Not to mention who wins and who loses, this tone is really too big.

"A few of you look at him, I'll go and tell the shrine master, if he dares to fool us, he will be taken out later, and he will be beaten!"

The infield caretaker led by him put down a sentence, and then glared at Xu Yun fiercely, and then stepped up.

Soon, on the second floor, after the old cigar whispered to his subordinates, two eagle-like eyes shot towards Xu Yun.

This person's brows twisted slightly, what is the origin of this kid?

After all, he is a heroic figure at the end of the Kanto region, and he has read countless people, so he naturally understands that people can't look good, but since he controlled this underground boxing stadium, there is really no such precedent.

Undoubtedly, he is a banker, and it is unheard of for the player to open such a Haikou with the banker!

"Let him come up!"

This person ordered.

Soon, the infield caretaker hurriedly walked over and glanced at Xu Yun again, and his tone was a little polite.

"Brother, the shrine master told you to go up... Then again, if you really dare to play tricks on us, you're in good hands! Of course, if you can really get a decent amount of betting, don't blame a few brothers, everyone is out to eat. ”

The boy nodded and stepped forward.

Soon, the young man walked to the side of the Buddha shrine, and Shi Shiran sat down, without the slightest restraint and politeness.

This made the Buddha's gaze stagnate, and his complexion softened a lot.

No matter what this son's net worth is, at least this kind of bearing, it's not like finding fault, it's really a bit capable.

It's just that this person sneered in his heart, let you have hundreds of millions of family fortunes, so what, Di Qinglong will be defeated today, the matter has already been arranged by Han Shao of the Yanjing Han family, even if it is himself, this time it is just a commission......

"Little brother, let's get straight to the point, I heard my subordinates say that you want to bet on Di Qinglong? Haha, refreshing, I like to deal with young heroes like you, say, how much are you going to go, I don't dare to say big things in the Buddhist shrine, millions and tens of millions, I can still eat in! ”

That being said, in fact, this person has another scenery in his heart, don't say it's tens of millions, it's hundreds of millions, it doesn't matter, Di Qinglong will definitely lose today, how much money comes in, he will take it all!

The young man's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze fell on the ring, the battle had become scorching, and it could be called tragic.

And Di Qinglong is restrained at the moment, only has the strength to defend, and under the attack of the black tower-like giant, there is no hope of counterattacking for the time being.

As Han Yu and the Buddha Shrine thought, this time the opponent was definitely not something that Di Qinglong could defeat.

Even if there is a test before the game, it is too easy for the dealer to allow cheating.

Rao is like this, and the young man is still immovable.

His real purpose is not to place bets......

"Buddha shrine, I heard that this Di Qinglong has not been defeated, and one of the people around him has a miserable end, is there such a thing?"

The young man said lightly, but the Buddha shrine was unhappy in his heart, this news, people with a little channel, it is not that they can't find out, but this young man actually calls himself a Buddha shrine, it seems that it is a little big and small.

It's just that he didn't get angry, at least he knew that he was a businessman now, and it didn't hurt to have money to send it, and it didn't hurt to take advantage of it.

"Little brother, this kind of thing, just chasing the wind and shadows, besides, every line has its own rules, if you sincerely want to bet, I will ask my subordinates to take you to the registration desk, if there is nothing else, don't waste everyone's time."

"Oh? Propriety? Very good! The young man spoke casually, with a leisurely expression, as if he was pulling a homely routine.

"Don't talk nonsense, I've already given you enough face, no matter who is behind you, this is Woyang, even in the entire Kanto, it's my Buddha shrine that has the final say, what I said is the rules, it's the rules!"

The Buddha shrine seemed to have lost patience, and in his tone, there was already the meaning of sending off guests.

Sending off a guest is often more than just written words.

"I have a villa in Haizhou, Wangjiang Villa, No. 1! You tell your men to check it out, estimate the value, I'm all-in! ”

When the words fell, the Buddha shrine was moved.

It seems that he had heard of this place name.

Wangjiang?

Suddenly, the Buddha shrine got up, as if he had seen a ghost, and his face was difficult to calm down.

If I am not mistaken, the No. 1 mansion of Wangjiang Villa belongs to Dou Zhengyang, so this son has something to do with Dou Zhengyang?

And Dou Zhengyang, who happens to be a person from Qingyangmen, once had an ally relationship with that peerless young man, how could he not be clear about the relationship here, as the emperor of the soil at this end of the Kanto region, and the big man at the end of Yanjing.

"Who are you from Dou Zhengyang?"

Suddenly, the man shook his head and sneered, and when he sat down again, he had regained his composure.

Qingyangmen has collapsed, and the whereabouts of Dou Zhengyang and others are unknown, even if this son has a relationship with Dou Zhengyang, so what, he can't set off any storms, not to mention that this is his own territory.

He himself is a martial arts master's cultivation, but in recent years, he has stopped cultivating and is more inclined to business.

The young man still looked leisurely, looked at the ring, and spoke lightly.

"Tell me where they are now, and who instructed you, and I may be able to let you live."

Well?

As soon as these words fell, the henchman nicknamed Ah Wolf on the side, his eyes suddenly cold, and he would come over to "maintain order" for the Buddhist shrine.

Ha ha!

The shrine was stopped, replaced by bursts of laughter.

At this point, he had roughly understood the purpose of this young man's trip, but unfortunately, in his opinion, this was undoubtedly to send him to death!

Maybe it's Dou Zhengyang's people, maybe it's the "widow" of Qingyangmen, but it's useless at all, don't say that he does it himself, it's these people under him, all of them are loaded with guns, even if they are martial arts masters, they can still go against the sky.

"Boy, I admire your courage, it's a pity that ......"

Before the words were finished, the wind rose, the young man's figure turned into an afterimage, and at the other end of the ring, Di Qinglong had been locked in his throat, and his face was flushed, which showed that the opponent was a dead hand, and in another half a minute, Di Qinglong would suffocate to death.

Everyone, whether it was under the ring or on the second floor, hadn't seen what was going on, the young man had fallen to the ring, and a punch was blasted out, and the giant man was like a bullet, directly blasted under the ring, smashing the ground into a big pit, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the breath was gone.

Dead silence!