My Draw Game Has Come True

"I will pay you five hundred yuan. Let's make a video, okay?"

After hearing Song Luo's words, the headed girl didn't care much, but opened her mouth and talked about a price.

Seeing the girl posing as if she was not bad for money, Song Luo was immediately speechless.

In fact, the ticket price for the auditorium where he was in was a bit more expensive. Most of the spectators who could watch the game in this area were rich people, but Song Luo didn't expect someone to spend five hundred yuan to shoot a video.

It seems that although my bank card balance has increased, my thinking habits cannot be changed.

After Song Luo couldn't help but sighed, he shook his head: "No."

At this time, Song Luo was not short of the five hundred yuan, naturally it was impossible to bend for the five hundred yuan.

"No way, no way."

The girl looked a little unhappy, and after a little whisper, she sat in her seat, seeming to be editing something on her mobile phone with her sister.

She opened a short video software, and began to edit a paragraph on it, "The family just saw a cold dog, but unfortunately the dog owner didn’t let us take a picture, I’m really down." and she also posted a copy. Selfie video of myself here.

Of course, he also ‘inadvertently’ slanted to the snow-white Samoyed Xiaobai, but Song Luo was not included in the camera frame.

After sending out this video, the girl felt a little joyful and couldn't help humming a few unknown songs happily. The spiritual victory law was really played.

At the same time, the girlfriends next to her also whispered something, Song Luo didn't care much about this, Song Luo always didn't care much about the opinions of ordinary people like this.

After all, he didn't point at his nose to curse anything. There were more behaviors behind the previous one, and Song Luo couldn't take his breath away and let everyone take orders from him.

There is nothing wrong with being easy-going.

However, at this moment, there was a sharp scream not far away!

"Um?!"

After hearing this scream, Song Luo suddenly looked in the direction of the voice, narrowed his eyes, and felt a chaotic and violent spiritual energy explode not far away.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, the boy suddenly yelled, frightening me."

"Damn, isn't something wrong with this, right?"

"..."

There was a whispering discussion from the surrounding crowd, and they were very concerned about the area where the screams erupted. Song Luo saw this and stood up and asked Xiaobai to act immediately after sitting down here. Go and see what happened.

After all, my mission is to **** these contestants. No matter what happens, I should show up to take care of them.

Xiaobai was wagging his tail, and after watching Song Luo leave, he collapsed on the chair, stretched lazily, intending to rest for a while.

The competition in the Lindong Provincial Budo Tournament?

Dogs don’t even watch!

If it wasn't for the owner to come here, would the dog not like to play ball at home?

But when Song Luo left, the girls' eyes lit up, and they quickly walked over, took out a few ham sausages from the bag that they didn't know where they bought, smiled lightly at Xiaobai, and leaned in.

"Good dog, do you have ham?"

"Come on, touch it."

...

Song Luo walked all the way to the back lounge, and at this time the person in charge also came up and introduced to Song Luo: "Representative Song, it is Qi Ziyun who was in the trouble, and the player in the eighth game is Wang Wei. His opponent, Qi Ziyun’s master, Yang Huanxu, protested, suspecting that Wang Wei’s martial arts hall was cruelly attacked. What do you think?"

"I haven't seen the situation of the player named Qi Ziyun, you ask me this?"

Song Luo was also a little speechless, but after replying, he immediately walked to the lounge and found that outside the lounge, two men in their 30s and 40s were arguing with each other, and their voices were still loud.

The atmosphere on the court was quite violent, and the apprentices on both sides seemed to be arguing. Song Luo snorted coldly when he saw this. After walking over, he did not hesitate to shout to the two sides on the ground without hesitation. What are you arguing about here?! Go out and fight if you have the ability."

The sudden appearance of Song Luo made both parties very dissatisfied.

In this case, both parties think that they are justified and that they can win. At this time, the third party is particularly likely to be targeted by both parties.

"What are you doing here with a pig's nose and green onions? What does it have to do with you, go aside!"

A disciple who didn't know who's family yelled at Song Luo without hesitation, shouting what he wanted to push forward.

Seeing this, Song Luo didn't have any habit of accustomed to others. With a wave of his hand, the water rope rolled out and directly tied the disciple who wanted to push Song Luo forward.

Unexpectedly, the disciple fell directly to the ground hard, only to hear a sound of ‘Ouch’, it seemed that the fall was quite painful.

Soon after, Song Luo shot again, and the water rope instantly bound everyone present.

There were two old men who wanted to resist, but in front of Song Luo, a fourth-level transcendent, the two of them, but the second-level guys, had no room for resistance at all.

"Can you calm down now?"

After doing all this, Song Luo let out a cold snort and immediately calmed the audience.

They were in awe of Song Luo's strength, and the two masters who were in the lead couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, thinking of the identity of the person who came.

The three-level transcendent of the Transcendental Affairs Office.

If these first- and second-level transcendents belong to martial arts ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ then the third- and fourth-level transcendents belong to fantasy.

Such a rival is simply not comparable to them.

Especially the master who had acted on Song Luo, now only felt 10,000 bad things in his heart, secretly crying out.

Originally, Song Luo didn't want to care about them so much, but suddenly, a rather angry scolding sounded in Song Luo's ears:

"Senior, please don't bully us weak people based on your own high level of cultivation. If you have the ability, go and do things with the monsters who are doing harm!"

Song Luo followed the voice and found a bulging girl at the door. It was Wang Wei whom Song Luo had a good impression of before.

Seeing this, Song Luo couldn't help but shook his head, and also applied a layer of water rope to Wang Wei. After binding it, he opened his mouth and said: "I just came down from Fushan, and the monsters of my level have died. Even the fourth-level one died because of me."

"You girl, let's practice your own fancywork first, and then take care of my business."