"Let's go." Tangni pulled someone who was still unfinished and started to walk off the stage.

But I never thought that Onis stopped the three of them.

"What do you want?" Tangni said, protecting Mr. Tangni with eager eyes.

Onis raised his finger at Zhang Zhong, gesturing for him to fight him.

"Shall I fight you?" Zhang Zhong pointed to his nose, then shook his head.

Onis tore open his clothes and pointed to the gold belt around his waist.

"If you win, give this to me." Zhang Zhong smiled.

Onis nodded.

Damn it, why do I need such a wide belt?

At this time, several people near the rostrum began to whisper.

Zhang Zhong didn't care about this and walked to the stage with Tang Ni and the old man.

"You fought him and won by half a million." The host jumped up from the stand and said.

Five hundred thousand is too little. Zhang Zhong is not interested. You have to know that now he is barely considered a rich and handsome man, but his net worth is huge?

The young master who paid half a million copies didn't take it seriously.

At this time, Tonnie pointed to herself and then to Onis and said: "Five hundred thousand, I will fight him."

"You are stupid!" Zhang Zhong shook Tang Ni's arm, "You want money rather than life."

The host shook his head, pointed at Zhang Zhong and then Onis, indicating that Zhang Zhong and Onis should fight.

Zhang Zhong shook his head, but found that his head was being held down and kept being nodded.

She turned around and stared at the other party fiercely, but saw a pleading look in Tangni's eyes, and a sense of guilt.

"Forget it, I'll help you, young master." Zhang Zhong turned around and returned to the stands.

"Start." The gong sounded again.

Onis is tall and has long legs, and his weight only reaches his chin.

As soon as the gong sounded, Onis circled around Zhang Zhong and then punched him directly.

Zhang Zhong dodged slightly and moved away.

Onis lost his position and took three full steps forward before he stood firm and turned around to look at Zhang Zhong fiercely: "Cunning Oriental."

Zhang Zhong poked out his tongue at the other party and curled his little finger.

Onis stretched his legs and kicked in.

Not to mention that this Frenchman's leg wind is really fierce, but it's a pity that he met Zhang Zhong.

Zhang Zhong kicked the opponent's knee, but this time he didn't hold back.

"Pa" Onis's knee was severely damaged by Zhang Zhong.

"Bang." The strong man weighing 300 kilograms suddenly fell to the ground.

"ah."

"How could this happen?" The whole audience was in an uproar.

This little oriental man actually knocked the opponent to the ground in two moves.

"Ten, ninety-eight, seven, six, five, four-three, two-one" the host counted ten in front of Onis and motioned for him to stand up.
Chapter completed!