Chen Shu feels that his current situation is a bit bad.
If Zhao Ling doesn't invite Zhao Qiang, then they will all punish Zhao Qiang as planned.
But now, because of the change in status, they no longer have the courage to say a word to Zhao Qiang.
The most important thing is not this. Now Zhao Qiang and Zhao Ling are together, and Zhao Ling has already quarreled with Han Shan. Everyone knows that Zhao Qiang was brought by him, so how can he do it?
Do you want yourself to protect Zhao Qiang?
But without protection, Lu Pingxin would not be able to explain.
It’s hard to be a human being on both sides!
They were born into a big family and must consider the family when doing things.
"Brother, do you want to help me?" Zhao Ling slowly sat down and said to Zhao Qiang with a sneer on his face.
"It doesn't look like it?"
"Haha, that's not unlike it, it's just that four rounds have passed with three wins out of five, and this last round is a matter of life and death." Zhao Ling's eyes flashed coldly.
Zhao Qiang chuckled, "Haha, actually I know even if you don't tell me, but so what?"
"Brother, how can you help me?"
Zhao Qiang suddenly stood up at this time, straightened his Adiwang casual clothes, and smiled at Zhao Ling: "I won, call me Brother Qiang."
"Did you lose?"
"I won't lose."
"Why should I trust you?"
"You have no one who can deal with that guy on the stage."
"Why do you think so?"
"Because your eyes are panicked."
"..."
Zhao Ling stopped talking. He looked at Zhao Qiang and always felt that this man was a bit scary.
But, he is helping himself.
But why did he help himself?
Zhao Qiang smiled at Zhao Ling, held the half-full glass of red wine in his hands, drank it down in one gulp, and then walked to the ring casually.
In the quiet venue, everyone was looking at Zhao Qiang.
What can a thin yet charming man do?
They don't know who Zhao Qiang is, but they know that there will be a new round of battle soon. It will also be the last round, and it may still be at the cost of life!
Seeing Zhao Qiang walking onto the ring, everyone in the audience began to whisper.
Chen Shu and others looked at each other and tried their best to keep their composure, but they really couldn't express their pain!
The arena has been cleaned up, except for Zhao Qiang and the man, there is only a pool of blood on the ground.
Zhao Qiang glanced at the man casually and said with a smile: "You just had a fight. I won't take advantage of you if you change players."
"No need." The man curled his lips disdainfully, not taking Zhao Qiang seriously.
"Well, since you want to die, I have no choice but to grant it to you." Zhao Qiang sighed helplessly, glanced at the audience in the audience, and shook his head gently.
Originally, Zhao Qiang planned to introduce himself with his most elegant smile and sexiest muscles after taking the stage, but facing this group of bumpkins, Zhao Qiang was really speechless.
What should they do if they don’t know themselves?
How embarrassing!
Zhao Qiang stood casually on the stage, while the man was already rushing towards Zhao Qiang.
The steps are messy, but very steady!
"Wait!" someone shouted from the audience. This shout made the man stop in his tracks.
Zhao Qiang turned his head and looked at the audience. Han Shan was sitting on a chair with no intention of getting up. He was holding a red wine glass in his hand and smiled calmly. However, this smile that originally belonged to a gentleman appeared on his fat face, which looked obscene no matter how he looked.
Zhao Qiang likes to show off very much, but for people who show off more than Zhao Qiang, especially in front of Zhao Qiang, Zhao Qiang really wants to beat him up.
From the first time he saw Han Shan, Zhao Qiang had no favorable impression of him.
Han Shan narrowed his eyes and looked Zhao Qiang up and down, "Who are you?"
"Zhao Qiang." Zhao Qiang said his name casually.
And this name will either cause a sensation in the capital tomorrow, or it will be frowned upon tomorrow.
"You are standing on the stage now."
"I know."
"Do you know what it means?"
"How do I know?" Zhao Qiang looked at Han Shan like he was an idiot. I've only been in Beijing for two days. If you ask me, who should I ask?
Han Shan twitched the corner of his mouth, "That means becoming my enemy! Zhao Qiang, are you sure you want to do this?"
"I'm already doing it."
"very good!"
"Let me ask you another question."
"So much nonsense."
"Hahaha... This is the first time I heard someone say that about me." Han Shan laughed angrily and said coldly: "Who do you represent? The Chen family, the Zhao family, or yourself?"
Chen Shu's breathing became a little rapid, and Han Shan looked at him with such murderous intent that he didn't know how to deal with such a thing.
Although he really wanted to step on Zhao Qiang, it didn't mean he wanted to kill him.
How you brought it out is how you bring it back!
But young masters are also divided into three, six or nine levels. How should he speak at this time?
"He represents..."
"I represent myself." Zhao Qiang chuckled.
This sentence made everyone stunned.
What on earth does this man named Zhao Qiang want to do?
If you die today, it's okay to say that if you die, you will die.
If you are still alive today, you will have to wait for the Han family’s revenge!
With the protection of the Zhao family, Zhao Qiang can still protect himself, but he said he represents himself. What does this mean?
"Very good, you are very brave." Han Shan smiled and took a sip of red wine.
Originally, Zhao Ling had already finished half of his words. He wanted to say that Zhao Qiang represented the Zhao family. Regardless of whether Zhao Qiang could win or not, if he went up, it would be a great favor.
If not, Zhao Ling would be embarrassed!
"Anyone who bullies my brother deserves to die!" Zhao Qiang's eyes flashed with coldness.
Han Shan frowned, but everyone else, including Zhao Ling, was in a daze because of Zhao Qiang's words.
Brother?
Zhao Ling is his brother?
They all have the surname Zhao, could it be that...
Among them, only Zhao Ling knew what was going on. He didn't know whether he should smile bitterly or be grateful.
"Kill him!" Han Shan said coldly.
A fierce light flashed in the man's eyes, and then he began to circle around Zhao Qiang.
From his instinctive reaction, the man felt that Zhao Qiang was not simple!
After spinning around and around, Zhao Qiang said impatiently: "Stop fucking around, I'll stand here and let you beat me, hurry up!"
"..."
"Holy shit, I told you to stop fucking, my girlfriend is still waiting for me at home!"
"..."
"Are you going to fucking fight or not?" Zhao Qiang was already very angry, "Hey, let me tell you, I'm very angry now, so you don't want to live!"
As soon as he heard this, the man couldn't stand it.
A man's dignity is very important and must not be looked down upon by others.
Obviously, Zhao Qiang looks down on him now.
The man kicked off the ground with his right foot, jumped up, and punched Zhao Qiang with his right fist.
Facing the "buzzing" fist, Zhao Qiang's head just leaned to one side slightly, and the fist just passed by his ear.
The man's offensive did not stop, and his left hook was already aimed at Zhao Qiang's chin.
Zhao Qiang leaned back slightly, and the man's fist failed again.
When Zhao Qiang saw the cautious man retreating again, he smiled like a strange uncle, "Don't retreat! I told you I would stand and let you fight."