Evil Master

The female host walked onto the battlefield in a swaying fashion, her eyes revealing the signs of spring. Regardless of what this Devilish Eater looked like, it was still good for her to be able to enjoy the Spring Festival Gala with an old man.

It would be best if he got pregnant, and the offspring he gave birth to would be as strong as he was – "Heh heh."

Duan Hong looked at the female host who was grinning foolishly and hurriedly took a step back. With an ice-cold voice, he said, "It's about time to announce the results, right?!"

The female host regained her senses and immediately called for a doctor to carry Momochi Takano's body out for examination. After that, she nodded to the female host and they carried the corpse off the stage.

"Now I don't think I need to announce the results. Everyone should have seen it clearly." Right, the victor is our Devilish Eater! "

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> At this moment, the entire stadium was filled with deafening applause. This was the admiration for an expert.

The female host looked at the Demonic Knife in Duan Hong's hand and pointed shyly: "This blade — —"

She wanted to say that the knife had seemed strange just now.

Duan Hong immediately hid his blade behind his back like a hen protecting his chicks, and said: "Mine."

"I know, I mean this knife —"

< p > "Mine!"

"I know, I mean — if you let me finish, I mean that this blade is very strange. Of course, you lost to your opponent, so this blade will naturally count as your spoils of war." Although this is a pretty good weapon, the Shura Arena has strict rules. They won't snatch your spoils of war.

< p > That's more like it!

Duan Hong said coldly: "I can leave now, right?"

"Of course, my respected Devilish Eater."

The female host bent down and made a 'please' gesture, revealing her white chest.

Secretly, Duan Hong gulped as he yearned for the feeling of being on top of it. He only thought about it casually, then turned and walked towards the backstage.

When he just arrived at his own resting room, he saw Lao Liu by himself, giving the blade to Lao Liu and said, "Lao Liu, find a piece of cloth to wrap up –"

Following that, his entire body felt like it was on the verge of fainting. Lao Liu helped him sit down and asked him with concern: "Boss Duan, you're alright, I saw how dangerous that scene was."

Duan Hong took off his mask. A trace of blood could be seen at the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and his eyes were unfocused as he said, "Yeah, I forgot about the aura on the blade."

When he executed the Lotus Seal just now, the inner Qi within his body was instantly absorbed. Even with his fifty to sixty years of cultivation, he could only execute three consecutive blows.

Although it seemed to be a coincidence that Duan Hong broke through two meridians, in reality, it was greatly related to his many years of practice of Lotus Codex, as well as the time he spent soaking in the medicinal wine — — In the second floor of the viewing gallery, the most contented person was Yan Xiaowen. After drinking the red wine in his cup, if he still had some heat in his mouth and asked for several million first, he would have immediately agreed.

It would be best if he got pregnant, and the offspring he gave birth to would be as strong as he was – "Heh heh."

It would be best if he got pregnant, and the offspring he gave birth to would be as strong as he was – "Heh heh."

How much money was this? No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't earn all of the white bills.

"Dear Mr. Pirlo, I can understand your feelings now. Of course, if you feel that it's inappropriate, you can reject our bet, and treat it as a joke."

It would be best if he got pregnant, and the offspring he gave birth to would be as strong as he was – "Heh heh."

It would be best if he got pregnant, and the offspring he gave birth to would be as strong as he was – "Heh heh."

If word of this got out, wouldn't Pirlo laugh his teeth out?

It would be best if he got pregnant, and the offspring he gave birth to would be as strong as he was – "Heh heh."

Pirlo clenched his teeth until it bled, his face was filled with the smile of a typical noble, and he said, "My dear Yan, congratulations. With such a powerful fighter, I wonder if you could introduce him to me? "Of course, our bet will definitely be counted. If you need it now, I can give this year's new stock to my beloved Yan for free."

"Mr. Pirlo, you are so generous. What is there to look at when you are merely a fighter? If Mr. Pirlo wants to look at him, he can go up the stage again, no? "Hehe."

Pirlo's smiling face froze, and he said: "I can understand that, dear Yan, are you challenging me?"

< p > "Hahaha."

Yan Xiaowen threw his head back and laughed loudly, saying, "You can think whatever you want. As for the details of receiving the goods at the market, I will let Lao Liu do it.

Yan Xiaowen said as he left.

Lao Liu wrapped the Demonic Knife in leather backstage and also brought over Duan Hong's medal and bank card. This competition had the identity of a 1 star Asura, the entrance fee was 30,000, the prize was 120,000, and a total of 150,000.

Who knew if this fellow had placed his bets on, but Duan Hong changed into a set of clothes and secretly left with Lao Liu. They sat in the Mercedes-Benz and waited quietly for and Zhu Shan to comprehend heat.

Not long later, Yan Xiaowen and Zhu Shan walked out, and they got on the carriage.

They had their staff members protecting them from assassinations in the dark.

The first thing that came out of the back of the car on the mountain was that the red-haired monkey was nowhere to be seen.

Duan Hong curiously asked, "How did you disappear?"

Zhu Shan recalled carefully and felt his brain ache. He still could not remember what happened and said, "Back then, when I bet with the red-furred monkey, we went upstairs to watch you fight. Afterwards, I seemed to have fallen asleep. When I woke up, I found out that you had won and the red-haired monkey disappeared. He gave me the note with the word 'Beijing' on it. I just exchanged the money and the note was given to that foreigner. "

< p > Beijing?

Although understanding heat was normally fun, he was definitely a reliable person. He knew what to do and what not to do, and things were definitely not that simple. However, Zhu Shan was careless, so something must have happened!

Seeing Duan Hong's serious expression, Zhu Shan thought the three of them would come together. When they left, there would be two of them. He felt sorry for Duan Hong and said, "I'm going down to look for him.

< p > "No need!"

Duan Hong stopped Zhu Shan and said: "He must have seen some pretty girls before, it's hard to say if he would steal a room from them. Let's go, maybe he'll be back after a while."

Yan Xiaowen started laughing as soon as he got on the car.

Duan Hong knew that the old cunning fox must have made quite a bit of profit. While they were driving, Duan Hong asked, "Brother Yan, how much profit have I given you this time?"

"Hur hur, Brother Duan is joking. What I admire is the competition, not money."

He said to Lao Liu: "Go to Sant, tonight Brother Duan will give me face no matter what, we won't leave until we're drunk!"

Duan Hong laughed, he no longer had the feeling that he was lacking in enlightenment, and felt that it was not right. He wrote the word capital on the paper, obviously trying to leak some information to Zhu Shan.

It would be best if he got pregnant, and the offspring he gave birth to would be as strong as he was – "Heh heh."

Duan Hong suddenly thought back to the time when he was just here, four years ago. This guy was crazy to the point of going crazy and scolding someone everyday, it seemed like he was an old man or something like that.

Say that you are ungrateful and that you will never go back, and die of old age in the Ku Chan Temple.

At that time, Duan Hong did not pay much attention to it. He only said that he was complaining, would it be related to the white headed elderly man?

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