"What am I?" The more upset Li Xiong is, the happier A Le is. "As our Dong brother said, isn't it a victory? It's just for you! Anyway, seven matches and four victories! Spicy chicken!"

After finishing speaking, A Le didn't give Li Xiong a chance to refute at all, and walked straight out of the ring, leaving only Li Xiong who was still messy alone.

"this…"

"Just give up like that?"

"What about good bloodliness?"

"Is this bad? We made money without any surprises! It's like picking up money!"

"Yes! Let's start the second scene!"

Rich people don't care about Li Xiong's upset, anyway, they have made money, ranging from tens to millions, which can be called a huge sum of money. The most important thing is that this money is for nothing!

"Take a horse!" Li Xiong gave Jiang Dong a fierce look, and walked off the ring angrily.

Jiang Dong naturally felt Li Xiong's gaze.

Immediately, Jiang Dong yelled at Li Xiong provocatively: "Boss Li, since you like to pick soft persimmons and sick numbers to pinch, how about I give you a few more victories? All the people on my stage Take the initiative to surrender, what do you think?"

"Huh..." Li Xiong took a deep breath and forcibly pressed down his chest that was about to explode.

Jiang Dong made it clear that he was ridiculing Li Xiong's group of people for lacking abilities and only dared to fight the wounded.

There is also the word "send", which clearly means that the group of Li Xiong is not in sight!

The most important thing is money.

Jiangdong has already made it clear that it is going to be given away. The group of rich people must know how to bet. This time it is a bet of several million, then the next one will be a bet of tens of millions, even if the odds are low, but at such a huge amount. In front of him, Li Xiong couldn't help but feel pain.

As for the bull beep that Li Xiong blew on the ring just now, that is nonsense. Who is really afraid that more money will burn your hands?

Send money?

nonexistent!

When Li Xiong walked back to his camp, Dakoucheng and a group of fighters were also angry.

"Brother Xiong, let me play the next game!" Daniel yelled first, "I fight Zheng Yi, Zheng Yi will definitely not admit defeat!"

"Are you an idiot?" Li Xiong glared at Daniel. "That kid Jiangdong said, we can only pinch the soft persimmon and the sick number. Zheng Yi's arm is covered with bandages. If you and the next game He fights and is not laughed to death? We won this full match, but what I want is a beautiful win. If we win Jiangdong, will it be worth it? Jiangdong is Xiaoxiami for us. Because a small shrimp lost its face, is my Li Xiong's face so worthless?"

Li Xiong's roar caused Daniel to shrink his neck quickly, not daring to say more.

Li Xiongming knew that Jiang Dong was using the aggressive strategy and prevented them from picking Feng Bin and the injured Zheng Yi, but Li Xiong couldn't help but fell into the trap.

Under the premise of knowing that we must win, naturally I don't want to lose face anymore.

If he can win and save face, then Li Xiong will think about how to win the money from the rich.

This is the case when Delong Wangshu.

"Boss Li." At this time, he said with a big mouth, "Since Boss Li wants to win and wants to save face, then I will play the next game and play against the guy called Changfa!"

"I can come!" A Gui smiled coldly, "Didn't they say that we bully the wounded and pinch the persimmons? Then let's choose a slightly more decent person! That long hair should be the most of the five of them. If it's awesome, let's get an operation on him first!"