He Has a Dragon

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ps, I'm sorry, it's turned upside down, and it will cause inconvenience to everyone, sorry

"Be careful of Zeng Qing's braid." Just as Wang Le was about to leave the room, She Yi solemnly reminded him.

Wang Le looked back at She Yi, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go and watch me tear off his braid."

She Yi chuckled, and without further words, walked out of the house with Wang Le, joined the three outside, and walked towards the fighting arena.

The fighting field occupies the entire eastern area of ​​the space in the mountain. It is like a miniature ancient Roman Colosseum, but it keeps pace with the times. Red sofa chairs are placed on the circle of stairs, and the top floor is surrounded by a Surrounded by boxes of various sizes, there is a small underground square table raised in front of each sofa chair, which is the same style as the built-in Feicheng underground fighting arena, but the small square table is not a laptop like Feicheng, but a touch screen. With the LCD screen, you can directly operate on the screen with your hands, and you can find the information of the relevant players and the bet amount for each game.

The entire venue is not expensive, and the chairs on the stairs can seat about 500 people. In the center, there is a large octagonal arena, with a thick iron pillar at the octagon. It is connected with small steel bars to make a fence, which has the same style as the underground fighting arena in Feicheng, like a large beast cage.

Above the arena are four large LCD screens, just like an NBA arena. At this time, the wonderful fighting highlights of the top fighters are being played.

As soon as Wang Le and others entered the noisy venue, they saw Su Yueguang, Liu Quan'an and a bunch of dog legs waiting there.

Sunan looked gloomy and ignored Su Yueguang, snorted, and walked to the box along the stairs extending to the top of the venue. At this time, Wang Le smiled and said to the people beside him: "Xiaohu, you and Yufeng go Brother Nan's box, as long as She Yi stays."

"Brother-in-law, be careful." After Mu Xihu finished speaking, he followed Tang Yufeng to Sunan.

At this time, Su Yueguang walked over with a sneer and said, "It's about to start, hurry up and change into your little underpants, go to the ring and enjoy the competition!"

Wang Le said with a calm smile: "You still have to prepare the 10 million. After the game is over, I have to collect the money."

After speaking, he and She Yi walked to the lounge in the corridor on the other side of the venue, following the venue staff who had been waiting for a long time.

"Hmph, you kid, just go ahead, you'll cry later!" Su Yueguang stared at Wang Le's back disappearing at the entrance of the passage, and murmured to himself viciously.

Liu Quan'an also walked to Su Yueguang's side at this time, and said with a sneer, "I believe Zeng Qing will not let us down."

Under the leadership of the staff,

Wang Le and She Yi came to a lounge that was as luxurious as a hotel room. The floor was covered with exquisite carpets. A set of imported leather sofas was placed in the center of the lounge. The tea table was filled with fruits and sports drinks. She Bai responded Everything, of course, but no bed.

"There is still half an hour, you should prepare first." She Yi reminded.

Wang Le nodded, and walked into the shower room with the unopened red competition underpants on the sofa.

After a while, Wang Le walked out of the shower with the changed clothes, and stuffed the clothes, mobile phone and other items into the closet against the wall.

She Yi looked at the domineering and vicious purple dragon tattoo on Wang Le's body, with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes. This is the strongest warrior with exuberant qi and blood, intact body, and at the peak of his life. A dragon is a medal of invincibility!

In that mysterious army, the biggest wish of every soldier is to get this tattoo, because only in this way, he is the strongest, and he She Yi, the snake tattoo on his body is the greatest glory in this life!

Holding a cigarette and a lighter, Wang Le closed the closet door, stepped on the carpet barefoot, walked to the sofa and sat down, threw one to She Yi, then lit one himself, and asked She Yi with a smile: "Do you remember?" The days when you were in the army?"

She Yi lit a cigarette and took a puff, sat down on the sofa next to him, nodded, and sighed with a reminiscing tone: "Yeah, I think of me when I was young when I saw you."

Wang Le chuckled and said, "I don't know how about the strongest ace trained by that old guy now?"

She Yi smiled slightly on his stiff face and said, "Don't doubt, it must be the strongest. As for the two of us being able to meet, it is an odd number. You should know that the strongest trump card in each period will never meet, because A new trump card is born, and the old one has been blown away by wind and rain, either sacrificed in a foreign land, or disabled and retired soon."

"I was disabled and died soon, and you don't know why you retired early. Fortunately, you can come out of there intact. I think you should be the first and will be the only one! "

"In the end, under the arrangement of fate, if we don't know each other, we met."

Wang Le nodded slightly and said: "The old guy said that this is the reason why real dragons don't meet each other."

"What will happen if the old guy knows that the two of us are sitting here talking about him?" She Yi asked with great interest.

Wang Le raised his brows and said: "That pervert doesn't care about our life or death, you also know his methods, murdering people does not pay for their lives, the young master almost died in his hands."

She Yi couldn't help shivering when he thought of the terrifying training that old guy gave him back then, and murmured: "Demon, pervert!"

Wang Le, who was still leisurely, bared his teeth for a while, and nodded repeatedly to express his approval.

At this moment, the staff member pushed open the door of the lounge, and saw Wang Le and She Yi were still puffing and puffing, so uncomfortable, they couldn't help but startled, because in his work experience, every fighter In the waiting room before the game, he would hold his breath, be completely quiet, and put himself in the best condition, but the one in front of him didn't have this awareness at all, look, he was still blowing smoke rings!

"Don't you know that you're going to face the peak fighter, the invincible master of underground fighting?" the staff member thought silently.

Seeing the two people on the sofa staring at him, the staff didn't think too much, and quickly said: "The match is about to start."

Immediately, he hurriedly asked again: "Mr. Wang, before Young Master Su only mentioned your name, and didn't mention the title of fighting. We have a rule here that every fighter has a title."

Without waiting for Wang Le to reply, She Yi said, "He's called the Emperor."

Three black lines appeared directly on the staff's forehead. Damn, just this small body, except for the awesome faucet on the chest, the typical appearance of the second generation ancestor, who dared to call himself the emperor, I can only say that the ignorant really horrible!

Ignoring the staff's expressions, Wang Le and She Yi left the sofa and walked outside the lounge.

"A~che!"

At this time, far away on the border of the motherland, there was a sound of sneezing in the deep mountains and old forests where you can't see your fingers.

"Fuck me, what brat is scolding me behind my back?"

An old voice in the darkness muttered dissatisfiedly

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