village doctor

Chapter 397

Wang Dachun looked at Huang Shao and laughed, "Laugh! Show me another laugh."

As he said that, he took the two checks from Meiji's hand, "It's too easy to make money, Young Master Huang, you are simply a rich boy!"

Wang Dachun was in a good mood. This time, he made a net profit of 110 million. No wonder so many people would rather buy their hands than gamble. It really is very exciting!

Huang Shao's face turned livid, "You..."

Changing Tianhou turned defeat into victory, and Zhang Shaohua was in a good mood. This is simply a long-lost victory!

In the second match, Zhang Shaohua's contestant was Da Xiong, the chief disciple of Fist of Martial Arts, and Li Yuanlong's contestant was Iron King Kong.

The odds of the two are also one to one.

Huang Shao wrote a check of 100 million again, looked at Wang Dachun and said, "I bet on Iron King Kong to win, boy, do you dare to bet?"

Wang Dachun smiled and said: "Since you are so fond of giving money to me, a money-giving boy, I'm embarrassed if I don't accept it! Okay, I'll bet on Daxiong's victory."

Daxiong's strength Wang Dachun knew that his basic skills were very solid, he was the only one in the Jingwu Gym besides the masters Li Xiaoguang and Huang Xiaomei.

Huang Shao's face darkened, "You are dreaming..." He actually wanted to make money, and 100 million was not a small amount of money to him.

"What are you, bet or not, if you bet, bring the check." Wang Dachun said impatiently.

Young Master Huang gritted his teeth, "Gamble! Of course you have to bet! I don't believe you've always had such good luck."

Wang Dachun chuckled, "I've always been very lucky, so I was nicknamed Wang Haoyun."

Soon, Nobita and Iron King Kong came on stage.

The military boxing practiced by Iron King Kong is very capable in actual combat, so it is nicknamed Iron King Kong.

Nobita practiced Bajiquan, which is famous for its power and strength. The two of them fought fiercely as soon as they touched each other.

It can be described as punching to the flesh.

"it is good!"

The audience was hooked, this round was much more enjoyable than the previous round, this is the effect everyone wanted.

boom! boom! boom!

The two of you punched each other, almost head-to-head, and immediately blood spattered. Not long after the fight, both of them became bruised and swollen, with nosebleeds profusely.

Now it seems that the strength of the two is evenly matched, and the next step depends on whose physical strength and perseverance.

This is gambling, and no matter who you bet on, it depends on luck.

"Come on! Destroy him!"

"Hit! Hurry up and blow him up!"

Almost all the audience in the audience stood up, shouting with red eyes, their voices were deafening.

crazy!all crazy!

Wang Dachun was a little speechless. These people base their happiness on the pain of others. They are really a group of selfish people.

"Nobita, come on, you can do it." Huang Xiaomei's eyes were red, and Nobita was her disciple, how could she not worry.

"Nobita, come on!"

"Nobita, come on!"

"Come on, Iron King Kong!"

The fight between the two boxers was so brutal that in the end both of them lay motionless on the ground.

"Tie King Kong get up, don't pretend to be dead, if you don't get up, you will pay me money."

"Nobita, have you really become a bear, get up, get up for me!"

The audience in the audience boiled again.

The referee walked between the two of them, "I'll call ten, whoever gets up first wins, ten, nine...three, two..."

"Nobita is up, Nobita is up haha, I won!"

"Grass! Iron King Kong, go to hell, what kind of bullshit Iron King Kong, I think it's porcelain King Kong, grass!"

Some of the audience in the audience were smiling, and some were beating their chests and stamping their feet.

Wang Dachun looked at Huang Shao with a livid face and couldn't help but feel very good, "I'm sorry Huang Shao, I won again, I won again, you really are a boy who gives money, my lucky star, you know I have no money, so give me two money, thank you Already!"

"Boy, you're ruthless!" Young Master Huang looked at the check in Meiji's hand unwillingly, and left angrily.

Wang Dachun smiled and said: "Hey, don't go, let's continue to gamble in the next game, maybe you win!"

Huang Shao walked faster, he could lose this round, he really suspected that Wang Dachun was the king of luck.

Mei Ji rolled Wang Dachun's eyes coquettishly, "I can't help you."

Wang Dachun chuckled, "I'm helping you chase away flies, you should reward me with a sweet kiss."

Meiji's pretty face blushed, "Get lost!"

Zhang Shaohua looked at Li Yuanlong who had an ugly face and laughed, "Mr. Li, you don't have any good fighters besides that Russian old man!"

Li Yuanlong snorted softly, "Don't be complacent, I'll see who of you can resist when the old man comes out."

At this moment, I heard cheers like a tsunami from the crowd:

"Pushkin!"

"Pushkin!"

"Pushkin I love you!"

Wang Dachun turned his head and saw a foreigner who looked like a polar bear walking on the stage. This man was blond and blue-eyed, at least two meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, standing there like a mountain of meat.

The thick chest hair on the chest exudes a fierce aura.

His legs are thicker than a bucket, and his arms are comparable to adult thighs. Standing there gives people a great visual shock.

This is almost like a polar bear standing upright.

"Pushkin, you are the best!"

"Long live Pushkin!"

The audience in the audience saw Lao Maozi Roushan completely boiling, as excited as seeing his idol.

People's worship of power makes everyone's blood boil.

Lao Maozi Roshan picked up a steel bar as thick as an arm, and with both hands, the steel bar turned into a "U" shape.

Zhang Yuqing looked at Lao Maozi Roushan and asked Wang Dachun, "Brother Dachun, what do you think of this guy's strength?"

"Very strong, very strong!"

Wang Dachun's expression was solemn, he could feel a surge of power in Lao Maozi Roushan's body.

Among other things, his body shape alone gave people a strong shock and an invincible feeling.

Zhang Yuqing frowned, "Can't even you win?"

Wang Dachun shook his head, "It's hard to say, and I can't be sure if I haven't played against him. I think it's better for Master Zhou not to fight him."

Zhou Dachuan shook his head, and a fighting spirit surged in his body, "No matter how strong Lao Maozi Roushan is, I will do my best to fight him."

Zhang Shaohua introduced: "It is said that Lao Maozi Roshan came out of the Siberia training camp. The Siberia training camp is a top-ranked training camp in the world. Everyone trained is a killing machine."

"Siberia training camp?" Wang Dachun has heard of this organization occasionally, and many agents come out of it every year, and they will infiltrate into countries all over the world.

Lao Maozi Roshan opened his bloody mouth and grinned, "You weak yellow-skinned monkeys, who dares to fight me?"

"I'm coming!" At this moment, a young man jumped onto the ring.

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The author says:

Today's New Year's Eve, I wish you all a happy new year!Chinese New Year is too busy, I don’t have time to code words today, maybe only two chapters, posting couplets, preparing New Year’s Eve dinner... Chinese New Year, everyone, spend more time with your parents and children!

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