"If you knew this kid would dare to go to the ring, I shouldn't provoke him just now."
Click!
With clenched fists, in Zhao Haoran's eyes, tears appeared faintly.
Happiness!
Slap!
Zhao Haoran never dreamed that because he owed a mouth, he actually provokes Deng Jiuling to be so stunned.
However, what Zhao Haoran didn't know was that even if he didn't talk about it, Deng Jiuling would be in the ring.
Through the eyes of God, Deng Jiuling had long seen that Zhao Haoran was swollen face, and he was standing there alone.
Face slaps are naturally looking for weak chickens to fight hard, so that they will have a pleasant sensation.
And then again, even if Zhao Haoran was in peak state.
With Deng Jiuling's current martial arts theory, he is really not afraid of Zhao Haoran.
Quiet!
The audience is deadly quiet!
At this moment, everyone's eyes widened, ready to see Zhao Haoran's peerless demeanor.
However, until the incense in the incense burner, half of it had been ignited.
Zhao Haoran remained motionless, looking at Deng Jiuling coldly.
"Could it be that, in the legend, the master fights only with eyes?"
The little fat man widened his eyes and his face was shocked.
"Unexpectedly, the aura of Lei Feng's elder brother is not inferior to Zhao Haoran." Lu Da was also shocked.
"Sister Lan, why do I feel that neither of these two have released their aura?"
The eldest grandson, Yue'er, frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.
"Perhaps... This is where Brother Lei Feng and Brother Zhao are better than us."
Lan Jian looked confused and said uncertainly.
puff!
Hearing everyone's conversation, Zhao Haoran's throat was sweet, almost vomiting blood.
Nima!
Obviously, I was hurt. In order not to lose face, I didn't make a move, okay
"Unexpectedly, this time, I actually used the reputation I have accumulated for many years to achieve Lei Feng's reputation."
Click!
With his fists clenched, Zhao Haoran's eyes almost burst into flames.
What a shame!
The shame of this battle of martial arts is a bit stronger than that of the original battle of Shushan.
"It's time for a stick of incense!"
I don't know how long it took, Elder Xia's old voice resounded through the audience in an instant.
As soon as this word came out, the audience shook.
"The time has come?"
"Who will win this battle?"
There was a commotion among the disciples, and they all felt stunned.
No one thought that the final result would be like this
Zhao Haoran, the first arrogant dignified outer sect, and the strongest inner genius today, actually tied with a trash disciple
Quiet!
The audience is deadly quiet!
In this silent hall, Elder Xia spoke:
"Although this round was a tie, Zhao Haoran took the initiative to provoke Comrade Lei Feng."
"So according to the rules of the game, the ultimate winner is Comrade Lei Feng."
"In addition, because the black-robed son and the white-robed son, the two strongest Tianjiao, also lost to Comrade Lei Feng."
"So this year's champion of inner martial arts performance is Comrade Lei Feng."
Boom!
When the voice fell, all the disciples were dumbfounded, only to feel the sky thunder rolling down.
"I'm not convinced!"
"Lei Feng hasn't made any moves before, so he is number one in martial arts? I'm not convinced!"
"Kill Lei Feng!"
"Lei Feng, you are a shit, I want to challenge you!"
Roar!
One insider after another, the old students stood up angrily.
Even some freshman commanders and disciples who asked themselves some strengths also stood up.
In the end, more than a hundred people were present and directly declared war on Deng Jiuling!
however!
After listening to the disciples, Deng Jiuling laughed, disdainfully.
"If you want to challenge me, you must pay some prizes."
"If I win, all the contribution of the challenger must be given to me."
"If you can't, then I refuse to challenge!"
After speaking, Deng Jiuling walked to the ring and left, leaving only a coquettish back view of the disciples.
"Huh!" Zhao Haoran looked gloomy, and then left.
When he walked to the land of no one, Zhao Haoran snorted, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out.
"Haoran, are you... injured?" Old Jiang's figure appeared afterwards.
"Teacher, I'm sorry, I used my brain in Zangshuge so much that my mental strength was damaged and serious injuries were caused."
The fingernail was embedded in the palm, and Zhao Haoran's eyes were full of aggrieved and angry.
"It turned out to be so."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lao also looked sad: "No matter, it's just bad luck this time. Next time the inner door competition, you still have a chance."
"I see, teacher, I will continue to work hard."
Zhao Haoran nodded, the tiger's eyes were full of fierceness and sorrow.
…
With the end of the inner martial arts performance, the elders left the scene one after another.
"Brother in black, why did you suddenly lose your internal strength when you used the'Dragon Teng' in the Dragon Sword Technique?"
In the ward, Elder Jianglong frowned and his eyes were full of confusion.
It was a game just now, and it was not convenient for Elder Jianglong to speak.
Now that the game is over, Elder Jianglong naturally wants to understand this matter well.
"A month ago, Lord Jianglong took me to the library and taught my master's secret words..."
Lying on the hospital bed, Young Master Shadow burst into tears and was a little excited.
"I will investigate this matter, and you have a good rest." Elder Jiang Long nodded.
"By the way, brother, this disciple token belongs to Young Master Jianglong, please return it to him."
When he took out a token, the black man said weakly.
"can."
Elder Jianglong took the token and checked the balance at random, and was shocked.
"Young Master Jianglong has been in charge of my Jianglongtang for many years, but this savings is actually 0?"
Rubbing his eyes, Elder Jiang Long was stunned, only suspecting that there was a problem with his eyes.
However, Elder Jiang Long didn't take this matter to heart.
The disciple token is the ID card of each disciple in Dalin Temple, which also integrates bank cards and positioning functions.
Holding the token of Lord Jianglong, the elder Jianglong took a bit of positioning and soon came to the second floor of the library.
"The son is really hardworking, and he is still in retreat at the moment."
Caressing the white beard, the elder Jianglong stood outside the quiet, unable to help his eyes with admiration.
However, when Elder Jianglong was ready to leave first.
Several law enforcement disciples, under the leadership of the law enforcement elders, came over murderously.
"Old Liu Tou, Young Master Jianglong, but in there?"
"Yes."
"turn on!"
"Yes!"
The old manager, took out a spare key, and was about to open the quiet room.
"Wait!"
Elder Jianglong was furious: "Brother Dao, what do you mean?"
"Once the quiet room is closed, no one can open it except the spare key."
Standing with his hand, the law enforcement elder sneered and said: "But you, the son of Jianglongtang, committed a serious crime."
"Old man, this is also doing things according to the law, you don't want to stop it, get out of it!"
Elder Jianglong was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "What are you talking about?"
"My son of Jianglongtang is one of the most respected disciples of Venerable Jianglong. Will he commit a crime?"
Regarding Elder Jianglong’s provocation, the law enforcement elder did not speak, but took out a list of arrears.
"You Jianglongtang has a financial deficit of as much as 300 million in this month."
Caressing the white beard, the law enforcement elder sneered and said: "I have good reason to suspect that Young Master Jiang Long has taken away a huge sum of money and absconded!"
The monetary unit of Dalin Temple is a virtual currency-the contribution of sects.
Jianglongtang’s financial public funds originally amounted to 300 million yuan, and it could overdraft 300 million yuan.
Now these six billion have all evaporated and disappeared overnight.
What is even more shocking is that these six billion people do not know where they are flowing.
The entire computer system of Dalin Temple is unable to query the results!
At the same time, Young Master Jianglong also disappeared.
This incident caused a shock to the entire law enforcement hall.
If not, the law enforcement elders today would not personally lead the team to arrest people.
"how so?"
"This... this is unscientific."
Holding the arrears list, Elder Jianglong's hand trembling constantly.
Even as an elder, Elder Jianglong has saved a lifetime of merit, but he doesn't have that much balance.
"Could it be that Young Master Jiang Long, the real volume escaped privately?" Elder Jiang Long was a little shocked.
The contribution of 600 million is enough to exchange many good things.
If these things are taken to the outside world, they will definitely cause a sensation.
The consequences were too terrible, and Elder Jianglong couldn't accept it.
"Old head Liu, what are you doing in a daze? Open the door!" The law enforcement elder shouted.
"Wow."
The old man dared not talk nonsense, and hurriedly took out the key and opened the door.
After seeing everything in the quiet room, everyone was stunned.
A bloody dagger was scattered on the ground.
The ground was full of dry black blood.
Lord Jianglong lay on the ground, motionless, like a salted fish.
"My son, you actually..."
Elder Jianglong's eyes widened, his complexion suddenly changed.
"Young Master Jianglong, what is going on?"
The law enforcement elder frowned, and a trace of suspiciousness flashed in his eyes.
The law enforcement elder thought that Young Master Jiang Long escaped with the money.
Now it seems that... there is another hidden story
"My son is okay."
Pushing away the soldier who was supporting him, Young Master Jiang Long wiped his tears, and said weakly.
That was nothing. Unless he stepped into the innate, Master Jiang Long would only be an eunuch in his entire life.
God!
What wrong did this son make? Why do you punish him like this
Young Master Jianglong looked sad and indignant, and wanted to curse.
This month, Young Master Jianglong has been lying on the ground, lifeless.
Young Master Jianglong is a three-step martial artist, starving for a month is nothing at all.
But even after such a long time, Young Master Jiang Long was still very injured and still did not recover from his grief.
If it weren't for the law enforcement elder, someone forcibly opened the door.
Young Master Jiang Long is ready, just die in the quiet room like this.
Mourning is greater than death!
However, since someone is here, Young Master Jiang Long will naturally not continue to hunt for death.
however!
When Young Master Jianglong's gaze fell on the bill, he was suddenly stunned.
"What am I... When did you owe so much money?"
Lord Jianglong turned around for a while, his face suddenly darkened.
"Young Master Jianglong, you are suspected of six hundred million yuan in finance, come on, get caught."
The law enforcement elder roared.
"My lord, wronged...Ah!" Young Master Jianglong's sorrowful roar was in the wind.
…
At this moment, Deng Jiuling, the master, was stopped by a murderous figure.