When Zhu Yuwen saw this person, his face immediately flushed with excitement: "Hahaha! Zhang Tianshi is here, so I'll accept this bottle of drunken dragon drink you gave me. ”

Mao Xueshang's face changed, and he glanced at me with some weakness.

I smiled slightly, stood up, and made a Jianghu etiquette: 'Zhang Daoyou, it's been a long time. ’

Zhang Tianshi glanced at me with contempt, snorted lightly on the tip of his nose, and said in a non-yin and non-yang manner: "Hmph, a charlatan, what have I not seen you for a long time." ”

After the words fell, Zhang Tingming directly tilted his head and turned around and walked to the place where Zhu Yuwen was sitting, and sat down very carefully. Enjoying the flattery of Zhu Yunwen and a group of young people.

"Zhang Tianshi, I can rest assured that you are here, this time I will let the boy of the Mao family give us another two hundred million flowers."

"Zhang Tianshi is out of the horse, that charlatan, I'm afraid he will run away in a while!"

"Zhang Tianshi, this is the best six-five-year vision, you can taste it."

Mao Xueshang looked at a group of guys who were slapping horses and whiskers flattering this Zhang Tingming, and he was angry: "Hmph, a group of boys who slap horses." I don't know what's going on when I'm cheated! ”

"Mao Xueshang, Zhang Tingming is in Shanghai's wealthy business circle, as the son of the Mao family, there is no reason why Zhang Tingming will go against you?" I asked, confused.

Mao Xueshang's face suddenly turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This matter has to start with you, that Duan Gang was introduced by Zhang Tingming, and later, the matter was revealed, I originally wanted to find trouble with Zhang Tingming, but I was told by the old man that I couldn't provoke this guy." It's also aggrieved to say. ”

My eyes narrowed slightly. Mao Xue doesn't know yet, but I know that this Duan just belongs to God's organization. If it weren't for the original tracking, I'm afraid this secret would have been buried. I don't know how much influence this God Organization has in Shanghai, but it can extend its tentacles to the upper echelons of the top family, which is already a very terrifying ability!

The moment I saw Zhang Tingming, I suddenly understood. This Zhang Tingming may be a tentacle of God's organization. It seems that there is also an infiltration of God's organization in the Metaphysical Society.

And what about the Einsatzgruppeng? I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine when I thought of this. If even the organization of the government is infiltrated, then one can imagine how ambitious this organization is, and what do they want to do?

This is a difficult question to answer. If you want to know, you can only avoid the veil of this mysterious organization layer by layer. The cut-off is clearly right in front of you.

"I said you too, wilt! That old boy, with a look of contempt, you can still laugh? Mao Xueshang looked at me very dissatisfied.

"Relax your heart, what is there to fight between people and dogs." I smiled faintly and reached out to open the drunken dragon drink on the table.

"Hey! That's the bet, you drink! Anything else? Mao Xueshang couldn't sit still when she saw my movements, and stopped her voice.

"Yes, look!" With a wave of my hand, another bottle appeared on the table. I put a lot of this drunken dragon in the space ring when it was gone, and I wouldn't care if I drank it open, let alone such a small bottle.

"Huh! Anything else? Mao Xueshang snatched the open drunken dragon drink with her saliva in her eyes, and asked with stars in her eyes. The depression just now has long been thrown out of the clouds by this goods.

I smiled and picked up the new drunken dragon drink, opened the lid, and drank it slowly.

Mao Xueshang swallowed his saliva, and when he saw my indifferent appearance, he also picked up the wine bottle and tasted it very carefully.

This scene made the people around him look sideways. Although they are all very greedy. But no one stood up to join in the fun. Although these second lords are usually domineering, they will not cross the line. One by one, they pay attention to their own identity, although they are itchy in their hearts, they are also strong and patient.

Zhu Yuwen's eyes widened, his face was hideous, girl, one bottle of gambling for 100 million, is it a loss, you should bet two bottles, not one box. However, Zhu Yunwen also didn't believe that the other party would have a box of this rare drunken dragon drink on the market.

sneered in my heart, hum, the bet is here, and if I can't take it out, this face will be thrown on it.

Miss Service, at this time held up the number plate. No. 1 vs. No. 3. The bet is 300 million.

Such a feat naturally attracted everyone's attention.

The middle platform has been fenced, and the large screen has been converted into footage of the dog ring.

The snow mastiff was still lying quietly in the cage, while his opponent's fighting dog was in good spirits, his eyes were shining, and he looked at the snow mastiff as if he had seen a good meal, and between the gaps in his fangs, drops of saliva fell to the ground.

The display of this scene undoubtedly formed a strong contrast, and some people in the audience were already laughing. Looking at Zhu Yuwen again, he was even more arrogant, with a look of shaking hands.

"I said buddy, are you sure?" Mao Xueshang swallowed hard, looked at me and asked.

"Sure, drink your wine, it's chattering, I won't play with you anymore!" Looking at Mao Xueshang's bitter face, I suddenly wanted to tease this future brother-in-law.

Mao Xueshang hurriedly closed her mouth, lowered her head and just drank. This is a drunken dragon drink! Today is the first time I drank it, and the old man had two bottles, but they were in the safe like the baby.

200 million, for a bottle of wine, it has to be enjoyable!

Like a horn made of horns, the deep voice exudes the air of savagery, the horn of the beginning has been sounded, and everyone's woodwinds are once again focused on the dog ring.

The No. 3 fighting dog, stretched out of the cage, the whole body was the size of a calf, with slender legs, a long mouth, staring at saliva, slowly coming out of the cage, limping snow mastiff.

"Is this a gift of money?"

"Mao Xue is still crazy!"

"This kid is really stupid, a charlatan warlock has deceived him!"

Looking at the unbearable scene in the field, I listened to the discussions around me. Mao Xueshang only felt a fever on his face, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, but the thing was already like this, and he could only choose to believe it.

Or my indifference, which gave Mao Xueshang a little confidence, although this thing struggled with his expression, he didn't say a word.

"Wow, Wow!" The beast dog looked at the snow mastiff condescendingly, let out a muffled roar, and pounced directly.

The snow mastiff is still limping, without his former majesty. There is no awareness of danger, just limping like that, like a patient undergoing rehabilitation.

Seeing that the bulldog volley had rushed to him. The snow mastiff is still in an unhurried posture. This scene suddenly made some women around them can't help but close their eyes. Even the referee was already planning to raise his cards so that the Bulldog would win directly.

"Hahahaha!" Zhu Yuwen smiled very happily, he seemed to have seen it at this moment, Mao Xueshang's sad expression, looking at the bottle of drunken dragon drink that had been held up by Mao Xueshang and placed in front of him.

However, after a while, Zhu Yuwen's whispering stopped abruptly, looking at everything in the field in disbelief.

The fighting dog rushed to the front, but it pounced, and the whole body rolled directly on the ground a few times because of the momentum of the impact, and slammed into the fence next to it.

Bang! There was a muffled sound. The fighting dog shook his head and staggered to his feet after changing for a while.

"Zhang Tianshi, what is this?" Zhu Yuwen asked. This fighting dog is certainly a noble breed and fierce by nature. But if you want to fight against the snow mastiff, there are still two levels behind, which is why the snow mastiff has a number one card. However, low-level mistakes like the one are out of the question.

Fighting dogs have slender limbs and are easy to realize even in the air, and this kind of dog can even compete with lions without falling behind. Now he is slamming himself into the pillar as if he is obsessed!

Could this be an evil spirit? Zhu Yuwen had to look at this Zhang Tianshi beside him. As long as the other party uses some means, then the result will naturally be the same as yesterday.

The snow mastiff is still limping, walking not fast, but it is constantly licking its wounds, those wounds that have stuttered, licked by the snow mastiff and bleeding blood again, wrapped along the hair on the soles of the feet, leaving blood-colored plum footprints on the ground.

"Whew!" The fighting dog shook his head and saw the snow mastiff as if he was shopping, and was immediately enraged, roared lowly, and rushed up again.

This time, everyone saw it clearly. Like an arrow, the fighting dog rushed to the mastiff's side in an instant, opening its mouth and biting its throat.

But at this moment, strange things happened again, the fighting dog just moved his steps, and the blood-colored footprints were imprinted on the platform again.

However, as if he had suddenly lost his target, the dog rushed out like an arrow and slammed into the guardrail again.

Bang! This time it hit even harder. The dog let out a whimpering wail and lay on the ground for a full minute without getting up.

"Hey! Referee, count the seconds! What are you doing, let's go with the gang to pit the Ni family's master! Mao Xueshang was stunned, and her mouth was grinning! You can win that way, too! It's bad luck here!

The referee was stunned for a moment, it was the first time he had seen such a strange dog fighting scene. Is the beast dog unable to think of committing suicide? The result is also weird and unexpected!

Although the referee had the difference in his heart, he began to count the seconds very dutifully. "Nineteen, eighty, seven!"

"Humph!" Just when the referee on the stage was counting the seconds, Zhang Tingming snorted coldly, pinching the orchid finger in his hand, and chanting words in his mouth.

The fighting beast dog, which was still lying on the ground whimpering, suddenly stood up with Zhang Tingming's spell, his eyes blood-red. Stared at the snow mastiff viciously.

"What's going on! You can stand up! Mao Xueshang's eyes widened in surprise.

I squinted my eyes and frowned, others couldn't see it, but as a nine-yin physique, I could see ghosts even if I didn't open my heavenly eyes.

Just when Zhang Tingming pinched his finger and recited the spell, I already saw a phantom shadow, and pounced directly towards the fighting dog.

The art of arsonance! I didn't expect this Zhang Tingming to be a ghost raiser.