100 Billion Marriage Contract: Husband with a black belly slowly flirts with her

It turned out to be a gringo with a high nose, deep eyes, and curly hair. He was at least 1.9 meters tall, with a messy chest full of hair, and his body was full of explosive muscles. He walked with amazing momentum, like a ferocious giant bear.Even some young men of the Three-handed Gang couldn't help showing a bit of fear when they saw him.

The bearded Ah Shan was very proud, and patted the shoulder of the gringo hard, but limited to his height, he only patted his arm, and said: "Paris, the British white-skinned guy, the number one double-bonus red stick of our Three-handed Gang, can't get along in his hometown. I thought he was pitiful for someone who smuggled here to beg for a living the year before last, so I asked him to join the Third Hand to make a living. Don’t say we don’t have anyone, just go outside to find the shooter.”

Paris roared at the right time, shaking the dust from the ceiling, like a faithful fighting dog, staring fiercely at Bai Jinyan, as if as long as the master made a gesture, he would pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

The various classes in this city have two completely different attitudes towards foreigners. In the eyes of the upper class and the government, foreigners, whether European, American, Japanese or Korean, are foreigners and dare not offend easily.

In the eyes of the unruly underworld people, foreigners are dogs.They don't have so many rules and regulations, and there are many ways to deal with foreigners.The two stood facing each other. Paris was half a head taller than Bai Jinyan, and his body was a bit stronger. Just his arms, as thick as a small bucket, moved a little, and his biceps protruded, stronger than his thighs.

This oppressive top double-bonus red stick came to the scene in person, and the three-handed Mazai let down his vigilance invisibly, thinking that no matter how fast you strike the knife, Paris can send you flying to the street with a single punch, and go home crying find mom.

The bearded Ah Shan thought he had the chance to win, so he asked his subordinates to move a solid and heavy oak table as the venue for the competition.Ask a neutral person—an enthusiastic bartender to come out as a referee and explain the rules in detail.

The bar is an open place, not only drinking, dancing and singing, there are often people who try arm wrestling and practice darts. The bartender has seen a lot, and the rules are straightforward: "Both parties sit facing each other, and are not allowed to touch each other except above the elbows. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a loss. Others are one meter away from the player in question. They are not allowed to touch the player, otherwise they will be considered as a loser. The game starts with the sound of the whistle, and the time is not limited. "

Paris took off his shirt, revealing a body comparable to Schwarzenegger's, put his elbows on the table, and stared at him provocatively.The boss said that if you win this game, you will be rewarded with 250 yuan.

Bai Jinyan rolled up the sleeve of his right hand to his shoulder, and there were sighs and envious sounds from around.On his right arm, from the shoulder to the skin two inches above the elbow, there was an extremely exquisite, indescribable, gorgeous and complicated tattoo.The bartender's eyes widened immediately!

The bartender graduated from the Lianhua City Arts and Crafts Vocational College in this city. He has hidden artistic cells that are not humane. He used to hang around in the Municipal Art Museum to copy and copy, and learned Chinese and Western figure painting techniques including Tang Yin and Michelangelo. , I can tell that the tattoo is really beautiful to the point of stinging.

It is a pattern of ancient costume figures that combines ancient, modern, Chinese and Western styles. The tattooed figures are freshly dressed and armored, with a clean face and three long beards under the jaw.Every piece of armor, every wrinkle of clothes, and every texture was handled wonderfully. In terms of the complexity of the lines, at least tens of thousands of needles were pierced. Fortunately, he could bear it!

I am afraid that if you search the whole south, you will not be able to find a tattoo master with such superb skills, such rich expressiveness, and such unique style.

"What kind of character is this?"

The bartender murmured inwardly, and only realized when he saw 12 Wang Xizhi-like cursives below the figure: "So it's Yue Wumu!"

There is a tattoo on it: "The shame of Jingkang has not yet been snowed; when will the hatred of the courtiers be wiped out!" The strokes are long and short, thick and thin, and a tragic momentum really rises into the sky.

The bearded Ah Shan couldn't help but praised: "It's a good tattoo, did you get it in the Lotus City Tattoo Parlor? I heard that there are three grades there, and the area of ​​[-] by [-] centimeters for the VIP grade costs [-] oceans."

Suddenly remembering that there is also a ridiculous "forbearance" crooked on my neck, I hurriedly pulled up the collar.

The bartender shook his head and said, "It's far behind. The best masters in the Lotus City Tattoo Parlor are not at this level."

He thought again: "The boss has Yue Fei in his right hand, and there should be a corresponding character on his left arm. This is in line with the Chinese concept of yin and yang reconciling and echoing each other. In the eyes of people in the history of our country, the status can be commensurate with Yue Wumu. I don't think there are many, could it be Guan Erye?"

There has always been a tradition of worshiping Guan Gong in the southern rivers and lakes. It is a righteous word to ask Guan Gong for protection. Some restaurants and food stalls also worship Guan Gong as the God of Wealth.But no one will tattoo the image of Guan Gong on their body, because it is a very taboo event-do you think you are the second master Guan, do you want me to worship you?

Ten years ago, there was a crazy boss in this city who had a portrait of Guan Gong tattooed on his chest. In less than three days, he was hacked to death at the intersection of the downtown area, and his chest was chopped to a bloody mess.

Thinking about it, I found it impossible, and continued to speculate: "Could it be Wu Song? It doesn't match. Forget it, don't think about it."

Wu Song is the No. [-] gold medalist in the Water Margin, and he is also the specific origin of the term "double flower red stick". However, he is a character in a novel, and he is far different from Yue Fei, the most tragic national hero in the millennium.

With the whistle of the temporary referee and the bartender, the arm wrestling competition officially began.Taking advantage of the superiority in numbers, the Three-Handed Gang organized a cheerleading squad, a group of hooligans and young ruffians surrounded the left and right, shouting cheers neatly, and someone in front shouted one, two, one.

This game has a lot to do with the ownership of the 40 yuan banknote and the face of the gang, so how could it not be taken seriously.

Paris played 220 points of contempt at the beginning. He expected that the opponent was not Bruce Lee. From the perspective of physics and physiology, how much mass produces how much energy.The little guy on the opposite side couldn't hold on to more than [-] to [-] catties, compared to his own weight of [-] catties?Have you ever seen the scene where a lightweight boxer challenged Tyson and was punched out of the ring?
As long as I exert a sudden force, I can break the bones of his wrist joints alive!
The palms of both sides were tightly clenched, and Paris pressed his wrists hard according to the wonderful idea, and suddenly pressed down.In the dream, the sound of "click" fracture did not sound at all!
Bai Jinyan's arm was still at a ninety-degree angle to the table, motionless!This person dared to bet 40 yuan to single-handedly beat his wrists, and he really had some ability.

"Aww!" Paris yelled louder than Zhang Fei Dangyang Bridge, and the veins from the back of his hands to his shoulders burst out. Not to mention human hands, a steel pipe with a thickness of [-] mm could be bent.

Puffing up, amidst the cheers of the boys, Paris's strength surged out wave after wave. His left hand firmly grasped the corner of the table to keep his body balanced, and gradually lowered Bai Jinyan's wrist.

The sound of cheering suddenly became louder, and the bearded Ah Shan was both nervous and happy, and shouted: "Paris, if you win him, I will give you an extra [-] bonus!"

Bai Jinyan smiled and said, "If you lose to me, I will award you 500 yuan, which is ten times more than him."

Paris could understand Chinese, and was taken aback when he heard the words, Bai Jinyan took the opportunity to use his strength to snap his wrist back to its original position.

The bearded Ah Shan jumped to his feet and cursed: "Don't poach me, referee, referee! He deliberately bought people's hearts and violated the rules. He lost!"

The bartender said: "Speaking is not counted. The game continues to be valid."

The bearded Ah Shan scolded again: "Well, you white-skinned guy, I worked so hard to support you, for you to eat, drink and have fun, and you fucking betrayed me for two thousand and five hundred yuan, without working hard?"

He didn't even think about it. The bet was as high as 40, and it was chilling to give 500 yuan to the most powerful subordinate.The game fell into a stalemate, Paris' sweat dripped drop by drop on the table, and the opponent in front of him was like a wall of sighs, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake him by a single point.What made Paris even more frightening was that the opponent was still smoking leisurely and spit out a smoke ring from time to time. He thought he was Batman?

The two exerted strength at the same time. According to Paris's strength of seven to eight hundred catties, the other party would have to have seven to eight hundred catties of strength to achieve balance.A total of nearly one ton of force was transferred through the elbows and pressed against the table, causing the thick oak table to creak.

Although Bai Jinyan has become a little obese recently, he doesn't have a lot of fat. His whole body is almost all muscle, and there is no excess fat.

Calculated under the same volume, one cubic centimeter of muscle is more than three times heavier than one cubic centimeter of fat, so Bai Jinyan's middle-to-slender torso weighed an astonishing 99 kilograms, almost two hundred catties!
In order to maintain a much stronger physical energy consumption than ordinary people, his appetite is three to five times that of others.All the strength of the human body comes from the muscles, whether it is the teeth or the heart, and his muscles are layered on top of each other, and the explosive power is so huge that others can hardly imagine.If he had been born 20 years earlier, it is estimated that there would be nothing like Tyson and Holyfield in the international boxing world.

In the case of less fat, Bai Jinyan also has a weakness. He is afraid of the cold and lacks the ability to keep out the cold. In the hot southern winter, this city, which rarely snows, is a place where he is at home.

The bearded Ashan was still cursing non-stop: "Bai Jinyan, you took stimulants, so you can stand up so well? Or how long has it been since you vented on a woman's belly and held back your ass stupidity?"

"Hey, you have been in prison for many years, and you have undergone chrysanthemum enlargement surgery, right?"

Li Lei was on the sidelines and refused to be defeated.

Bai Jinyan glanced at Li Lei, and with this glance, he was a little discouraged. Paris used all his strength to push him down to below [-] degrees.

A group of horse boys screamed louder than the sky, and everyone cheered, as if victory was imminent. Two male horse boys who looked like bitter gourd rushed to the table, looked at each other affectionately for a moment, and kissed passionately on the spot. After groping each other's bodies, they shouted: "Second young master, I love you, come and fuck me."

For a while, there were endless cheers.Bai Jinyan's stomach was churning, and he was about to vomit, until he stopped, Paris pressed him to only fifteen degrees, and the back of his hand was only two or three centimeters away from the table.

Basically, with the elbows at that angle, it is difficult to exert their due strength, and Paris has a firm advantage from top to bottom.

"Fuck you, haha! Bai Jinyan, if you lose, I'll let them comfort your wounded heart."

The bearded Ah Shan raised his hands and shouted: "Tonight, everyone will have a prize, and we will never fail. Everyone present will arrange a horse!"