Who else can I be so proficient in hugging my thighs and the title of Zhou Wenbin if it is not Luo Yatra?

Zhou Wenbin didn't expect this guy to come too, so he patted his head with a smile: "Little Luo, can you let go of your hand first? Why do you hug me every time you meet?"

Ronaldo?

When everyone heard Zhou Wenbin's name to Luo Yatre, they couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Their name is Luo Yatra, but his surname is Luo. What the hell is Luo? Is this really good to call the name of a Chinese?

"Father Si, Si taught me Chinese, Lao Si told me that in China, I can't hold my thighs and Si can't keep going." Luo Yatre let go of Zhou Wenbin and said seriously.

Zhou Wenbin: “…”

Damn, this teacher, you are so talented, but you are not good at teaching the Chinese people what to do, so you can teach the Mao to hold your thighs!

"Father Si, someone bullies me." Luo Yatre complained to Zhou Wenbin with a grievance. This guy has good physical recovery ability. He was beaten into a pig's head a few days ago, but now he is almost done.

Zhou Wenbin immediately became angry: "Who bullies you?!"

It depends on the owner to hit the dog. Bullying Loatra is slapping him in the face!

"People from Si Guangnan Gang."

"What?"

Zhou Wenbin was stunned. The Guangnan Gang bullied Luo Yatra? This is impossible. The Guangnan Gang is almost offering him as his ancestor now, so how could he bully his apprentice?

The senior executives of the Guangnan Gang also looked puzzled, thinking that this matter must have been bad.

"It's too much for them to not let me bet on Si Father!"

Zhou Wenbin turned around and asked Liu Yunli: "Is there any rule that my apprentice cannot place bets?" He couldn't hear bad things about him, and he admired him very much. In addition, his character was also good. He really regarded Luo Yatre as his apprentice now.

"No." Liu Yunli shook her head and asked Luo Yatra, "Tell me carefully, what's going on."

"Si is like this. They say that my betting exceeds the upper limit, so I won't bet." Luo Yatre nodded, and was very respectful to Liu Yunli. It's unrespectful and unfortunate. What if this person is Silk Mother? Old Sikesi, who teaches Chinese, said that the power of the pillow wind is quite terrible!

Zhou Wenbin couldn't help but be stunned: "Exceed the upper limit? Is there any such thing as an upper limit?"

"Yes." Liu Yunli nodded and looked at Luo Yatre in surprise. "The upper limit is 100 million. If the bet exceeds 100 million, it will not be accepted."

"How much have you put?" Zhou Wenbin was very curious. He didn't expect that this cheap apprentice in the country was still a rich man. No, he bets more than 100 million. He is a rich man!

Luo Yatrei looked at Zhou Wenbin and said with a flattering look: "One hundred million dollars, I want to give Si Father Zhuang Zhuang Monk Si."

Zhuang Zhuang Monk Silk? Is it Zhuang Zhuang’s momentum? Is this Chinese dialect so much? How can you add subtitles!

Zhou Wenbin couldn't help rolling his eyes and looked at Luo Yatra carefully. He couldn't help but question his identity. If he could bet with a US$100 million, this guy is definitely not an ordinary person. Could he be the heir of a large consortium?

The members of the Guangnan Gang were also speechless. No wonder they didn’t accept orders. They were a bit ruthless. Is this trying to ruin the Guangnan Gang’s winning all?

None of these masters and apprentices is a normal person!

"Good apprentice, I really give my master a face!" Zhou Wenbin raised his hand and patted Luo Yatre on the shoulder, feeling very relieved. Being trusted by his apprentice, it felt quite good.

As for Luo Yatre's identity, if this kid doesn't take the initiative, he won't ask. It's better to be a pure person, considering identity, status, etc., it's too tiring!

And even if Luo Yatre is the heir to the United States' first consortium, he is definitely qualified to be a master for Luo Yatre. Who makes him have a system?

"The boxing competition is about to begin in more than ten minutes, go to the lounge." Liu Yunli reminded Zhou Wenbin.

Zhou Wenbin nodded slightly and said to Loatro: "Master, go and prepare, do whatever you should do. By the way, practice your Chinese dialect well and you have to guess even if you speak. It's too tiring."

"I know Father Si." Luo Yatre nodded vigorously.

The lounge and boxing venues are both underground. Take a special elevator to the lounge. I saw that the lounge is about 60 square meters, with three parts in total, a seating area, a changing area, and a bathroom.

Zhou Wenbin changed his clothes in the dressing area, including black sports shorts, a half-sleeved black sweatshirt, and a pair of same black sneakers.

Walk out of the lounge and walk through a not-so-long corridor, and you will reach the entrance to the boxing venue.

"I'll go, the venue is pretty good." Zhou Wenbin leaned out and looked out, unable to help but be surprised.

The venue with thousands of square meters is surrounded by step-shaped auditoriums, and in the center is an extremely regular ring. A huge four-sided LED display screen is hung directly above the ring. A half-story high platform is also set up on the east side, specifically used as an commentary seat.

Not to mention the underground boxing competition, this venue is fine!

There were already people in the commentary seat at this time, including two men, a middle-aged man in his forties, and a young man in his twentysomething.

The young man should be the host, facing the microphone, Bai Huo: "The two sides of the fight today are Bala, nicknamed the King of Flash Killing, and the second brother who is as powerful as a second-dimensional character. Bala, the King of Flash Killing, has killed his opponent in one blow in the past three games. I wonder if he can continue the second brother in this battle?"

"I don't think it's easy to say." The middle-aged man spoke, "My second brother has never participated in the underground boxing competition before. His first game was against Bala, and he was obviously very confident in his strength. So, the winner was still unpredictable until the last moment of this game."

The young man looked at his watch: "Okay, that's all the gossip. Next, please invite both sides of the game to enter!"

"Call me." Zhou Wenbin turned his head and looked at Liu Yunli, "Then have I gone?"

"Well, come on." Liu Yunli nodded, and saw Zhou Wenbin kicking Xie Shaotian away. She was not worried at all about this game.

Song Guoqiang, Feng Zhijun and others also spoke up to cheer Zhou Wenbin, and Comrade Xiao Feng even said "Damn Dad", but the pronunciation was a bit tricky, and it sounded very much like "Yamei Disc".

Zhou Wenbin walked out leisurely with his hands behind his back, and cheers rang out instantly, but unfortunately, most of them were for Bala, and only a small part belonged to him.

Bala had already stepped onto the ring before him, wearing black gold-edged shorts on his lower body, his upper body was covered with an extremely developed muscles exposed to the air, full of strength. His hands and feet were wrapped in gray-white bandages, and there was a dark red thing on his forehead that he didn't know what was fun to do. He looked down at Zhou Wenbin with a provocative look on his face.
Chapter completed!