"Chinese, are you so sure that Chiba-sama will lose to the Russians? Do you want to bet with us again?" Kameda Ichiro's annoying voice suddenly sounded again.
"If you don't bet, I've already won all your pants, so why would you bet with me?" Liu Lang shook his head and said decisively.
Zhou Dapeng smiled sullenly. The fat fellow is really a very sensible person. If he wins one game, he will never give others any chance.
Seeing the mocking expressions on the faces of the Chinese people present, Kameda Ichiro, who had humiliated himself, turned purple again.
"Hey, Chinese people, we don't have much money to bet with you, but I can bet with you the lives of the Chinese people. If you win, I can promise you that after entering China, I will kill a hundred fewer people." Turtle
Tianichiro did not give up, and suddenly said with a sinister smile.
Liu Lang and the others turned back suddenly.
Kameda Ichiro's sinister smile suddenly stiffened, and in that trance, he felt as if he was being targeted by a Tyrannosaurus Rex, as if he would be torn to pieces in the next moment.
The people around Hongyun Boxing Gym who could understand Chinese also looked at the Japanese who dared to speak so wildly.
What a bold tone, risking the lives of Chinese people.
"Do you know that maybe because of your words, I will use the heads of a thousand Japanese pirates to build a Beijing pass and publish it in your Tokyo Daily?" Liu Lang said solemnly.
A chill went from Kameda Ichiro's head to the soles of his feet. Although they insisted that the chubby Chinese man's words were ridiculous, Kameda Ichiro and his companions collectively had a hunch that the fat man was really not joking. He said
If you do it, it seems that you will definitely do it.
Of course Kameda Ichiro didn't know that, because of his words, Liu Lang would indeed fulfill his promise in the future. Known as the Colonel of the Chinese Beast by the Kwantung Army, he even took photos himself and placed the Japanese soldier's head in the building.
He gave images of Chinese "ancient buildings" to Japanese spies and wrote the reasons why he did so.
Kameda Ichiro's family was almost scolded to death by the local residents of Japan, scolding the Kameda family for provoking the Chinese devil for their own selfish purposes, preventing the souls of a thousand heroic Japanese Empire warriors from returning to the embrace of Amaterasu.
In Japan, a samurai who had his head cut off could not see their god.
"How is it? Chinese, do you dare to bet?" Kameda Ichiro said calmly, suppressing the chill all over his body and the strong urge to urinate.
"I won't bet with someone who is about to die." Liu Lang shook his head slowly with cold eyes.
If it weren't for the large number of Americans here and the Hong Kong turmoil, he would have stabbed the head of this Japanese who dared to speak so wildly on the spot. His words reminded Liu Lang of the time when he was famous in Nanjing.
Two Japanese demons who were killed by a hundred people. Ever since Liu Lang traveled back to this era, he has always wanted to chop off the heads of those two idiots first.
"Haha, Chinese people, whether you admit it or not, sooner or later the weak Chinese people will tremble under the guns of our Imperial Japanese Army. Don't you even have the courage to bet with me? Poor Chinese people?"
Seeing that Liu Lang still refused to fight, Kameda Ichiro became a little arrogant.
"You can gamble, but I don't want anything else, as long as there are Japanese heads present." Liu Lang said slowly.
"Haha, everyone's heads, do you think Chiba-sama will agree? It's ridiculous. Chiba-sama is the number one master of our Black Dragon Society. Who can touch a hair of our people of the Empire of Japan in front of him?" Kameda
Ichiro suddenly laughed.
"Chiba Toichiro, who do you think you are?" Liu Lang's eyes became colder than ice.
"Haha, Chinese people, do you only dare to use your mouth? If you have the ability, you Chinese people can go up to the ring to fight Master Chiba? I ask you, who dares? Which Chinese people dare?" Kameda Ichiro looked around and raised his head.
Arrogant.
There was silence.
Both the guards and the waiters at the Hongyun Boxing Gym couldn't help but avoid the gaze of the arrogant Japanese. Of course they all wanted to crush the Japanese in front of them, but they had to face the Chiba Toichiro he was talking about.
, they all admit that they do not have that ability.
The number one master of the Black Dragon Society was not obtained for free. Two double-flower red sticks in Hongmen have competed with him and both declared defeat. This is an internal secret of Hongmen. Otherwise, he would not be ranked as powerful as Nicholas Caesar.
In front of him, the Japanese swordsman was chosen as the final boxer.
"I dare to attack your mother's Japanese." Zhou Dapeng angrily waved his arms at Kameda Ichiro.
"There are no Chinese people left? Let a little waiter die? Haha." Kameda Ichiro showed his yellow teeth and became more arrogant.
A hand gently touched the shoulder of Zhou Dapeng, whose face was red with anger and he wanted to spit out his breath red. A huge force pressed the young and energetic Zhou Dapeng onto the seat, and Liu Lang's metallic voice resounded throughout the room.
Field: "Everyone, I'm going to be a banker today. I wonder if any of you dare to come and bet with me? I, Liu Lang, from China, pay 10 to 1. If you beat me, you will win, 10 to 1. Bet
The betting amount starts at US$100,000. The Japanese swordsman Toichiro Chiba pays 10 to 1. The winner of the bet will pay 10 to 1. The betting amount also starts from US$100,000.”
Fan Ziran did not hesitate to translate Liu Lang's words loudly to the surrounding people.
For a moment, whether it was the American cousin, the American gambler or the Chinese waiter at the Hongyun Boxing Gym, they were all stunned.
What does this fat Chinese guy want to do? It’s already incredible to leave Hongyun Boxing Gym and take over by himself. What’s even more incredible is, what are you doing to pressure him? He’s not a boxer? What’s even more embarrassing is, look at his compensation.
The speed is completely forcing everyone to bet on the Japanese. Even a fool will bet on the Japanese!
My American cousin’s face almost turned into a bitter gourd.
He never expected that the trip to cheat Fatty would turn out like this. No matter how much the Fatty loses money, it doesn't matter, that is his own business. However, Fatty China cannot die, but he knows that Fatty China has a lot of interests in China, where his family has a stake.
The company has so much influence. If he is finished, he can even think of the anger of the big guys in the family. How will he deal with it then? Most likely, he, the initiator, will be kicked out of the line of succession.
List.
Damn impulsive fat man... Thinking of that terrible consequence, my American cousin's face turned green, and it was green bitter melon.
"Chinese, are you sure you want to do this?" Ichiro Kameda's face showed ecstasy, "Yoxi, Chinese, your courage has earned my respect."
After being stimulated for a long time, the retarded Chinese finally took the bait, and the effect was even ten times better than Kameda Ichiro imagined. How could I not make Kameda Ichiro ecstatic? The Chinese fat man was going to go on the field in person to face off against the top master of the Black Dragon Club.
There is absolutely no suspense, and the crisis of losing the previous bet has been completely eliminated.
"San Guanshi, I'm sorry, I want to borrow the ring of your boxing gym. No matter what happens afterwards, I will give you a million US dollars." Liu Lang ignored Kameda Ichiro and said directly to San Chengshan.
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"Mr. Liu, don't be impulsive. Chiba Toichiro is the number one master of the Black Dragon Society. Even in the Japanese martial arts world, he is a master who can be ranked among the best. Two of our Hongmen's double-flower red sticks were defeated by him.
Under the knife, you must think twice, I can guarantee you that Kameda Ichiro's life is yours." Sanchengshan's face was horrified and he hurriedly advised.
Kameda Ichiro's face was also green. He did not expect that the middle level of China's Hongmen would have decided his life or death. Of course, what made him even more chilling was that he knew very well that this force was even more powerful than the Imperial Black Dragon Society.
It would be easier for a Chinese gang to kill him than to kill a little ant, especially on their own territory.
His only way to survive is to let the Chinese fat man continue on the road to death. Only in that way can he live.
A dead man is not qualified to have his life given to him as a gift by a Chinese gang.
"Chiba-sama, the Arishina people want to challenge you." Kameda Ichiro, who had already given up his all, raised his voice and shouted at the Japanese swordsman who was like a clay sculpture on the ring and did not show any movement to the dispute outside the ring.
The Japanese swordsman, who was motionless with his katana in his arms, looked over.
His eyes were as cold as knives.
Everyone who looked at him felt as if they had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar. Most people turned their eyes away and did not dare to look at him. Except for Zhou Dapeng and Fan Dashao who had gathered their courage, and Chen Yunfa who was squinting his eyes.
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Of course, there was also Nanidanza who extended his middle finger to the Japanese swordsman who was showing off in the ring.