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Chapter 1030 too bad(2/2)

Seeing that Zhou Lang was so determined, several people even more recognized the value of the elixir in his hand, and the trace of doubt that he had originally disappeared completely.

Today's meeting has come to an end.

"Mr. Zhou Lang, please notify us as soon as possible if you have any news!"

"Come and come to play when you have time. The Dongyue League place will always be open to you. Please consider more about joining."

"This is my business card, the phone number on it is my private number."

As Zhou Lang stood up, the few people quickly stood up.

Xu Wenlong and others were about to follow, but Liu Yuanqing stopped him with a look, "Mr. Zhou Lang is willing to do it, so we will give it away."

"Good."

Zhou Lang did not doubt that he was there, nodded and walked through the magnificent hall, and walked out.

The movement here has already alarmed everyone in the hall.

Just as everyone was looking at Zhou Lang, Liu Yuanqing was behind her back and looked at a burly man in the distant corner, and gave a secret wink.

The strong man received the sign, his face showed joy and walked quickly towards Zhou Lang.

Twist!

The strong man's black hill-like body moved quickly and came to Zhou Lang a few steps, blocking the way.

He is so burly that most people in the hall recognize this person at a glance:

‘Tank’ King Dalong!

This is the most recognized master among the Dongyue League's abilities. He practices kung fu with a loud voice. He stops on the road and is known as a street fighter because his car can't even hit him.

Liu Yuanqing became a spirit when he was old, and finally let him come out, he wanted to try Zhou Lang's depth.

Otherwise, he would still be worried.

If Zhou Lang cannot defeat Wang Dalong, let alone discuss the price of the immortal pill, I am afraid that it is a way to obtain it, not to buy it, but to take advantage of the situation and force it.

After all, Zhou Lang's strength is the cornerstone of the transaction.

"You are Zhou Lang?" Wang Dalong asked with a high apology and knew it was right.

He was over two meters tall and stood in front of Zhou Lang, holding his hands in his chest as if he was not smiling, like a small hill, with amazing momentum.

"Don't block the way."

Zhou Lang's pace was not stopping, and even his rhythm did not change.

The two will soon collide.

"I'll ask you if it's-"

Bang!!

The explosion suddenly exploded in the hall.

Everyone's eyes burst into tears, and Wang Dalong's strong body rushed out like a cannonball speeding car.

Boom--Click!

It was not until his back hit the solid wood door of the club that he stopped and fell heavily to the ground.

The fall was extremely heavy, and Wang Dalong felt as if he was dispersed. He could not get up for a moment. But his flight route was quite straight. Although he was kicked away, he still blocked Zhou Lang's must-pass path.

Seeing that Zhou Lang was constantly walking, he was about to come to him again soon.

Somehow, Wang Dalong didn't even think about it, and even used his hands and feet, dragging his huge body to quickly climb up the side.

It's too late!

Zhou Lang's right foot has been raised.

Wang Dalong was quick to learn his wisdom and rolled around, and it was extremely dangerous and finally made way for the way.

The entire Taishan Building hall was silent.
Chapter completed!
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