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Chapter five hundred and sixtieth eight gift giving

Feng Shui emphasizes "one life, two fortunes, three Feng Shui, four accumulations of good deeds, five reading, six titles, seven appearances, and eight respecting gods". There are at least several emphasis on people's subjective initiative. This shows that the impact of a person's own abilities on destiny is the same as that of national martial arts.

The higher the skill of a true master of national martial arts, the greater the desire for the world. While they feel the constraints of the world, they will continue to want to break through this constraint. This is the driving force for warriors to make progress and the driving force for the continuous progress of national martial arts.

It is like Qi Xinyu who sticks to a corner and enjoys comfortably and uses money to eliminate disasters for others, but it is absolutely impossible to make any progress.

That is not the life that solemn wants, so solemn disdain.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Master Qi actually lost? How could it be!" Xiang Huaxing looked at the scene on the ring and was almost crazy.

On the one hand, he felt sorry for Qi Xinyu, and one of the experts of this level was missing, so it would be difficult to find them again. If he couldn't find them, then there would be people who would come to play in the boxing ring. What should he do then?

On the other hand, he felt sorry for money. Zhuang Chong and Qi Xinyu had an odds of 30 to 1! Although not much bet on the whole audience, Xu Hao's two million alone suffered a loss of nearly 60 million. This is something that Xiang Huaxing cannot tolerate. The reason why he was able to do so is because he has always paid attention to frugality.

The one who was even more disgraceful than Xiang Huaxing was Fan Zhiqi. Fan Zhiqi stared at Zhuang Chong, and he wanted to burst out his anger in his eyes, and he kept repeating a sentence.

"Why doesn't he die? Why doesn't he die yet! Unfair, unfair!"

This scene in the private room was not discovered by others, because the expressions of others were not much better than Fan Zhiqi and Xiang Huaxing.

Before the game, almost everyone believed that Master Qi would definitely win, but now there is a reversal plot. Solemn is not favored but won.

Among the more than 1,000 spectators in the boxing ring, nearly 99% of them bought Master Qi, while the remaining people only bought a small amount of Zhuangzhong and prepared to take a try.

Unexpectedly, the psychology of taking the game was clear, and Zhuang Chong really won!

This made the people happy, and they all ignored the feelings of others and shouted loudly: "I won! I won! I paid a thousand yuan, and I won 30,000 yuan! Hahaha!"

Thirty thousand yuan may not be anything to people like them, but the feeling of spending 30,000 yuan is completely different from earning 30,000 yuan. This sense of accomplishment of betting on unpopularity and making money is incomparable.

But the man was so scared that he was unable to speak after he was crying around him without a few shouts.

Among the few people who lost money, some of them had made heavy bets, and millions were wasted.

"I declare that the winner of this game is solemn!"

The host was also very surprised at first, but it was not until a while before he realized it and walked on stage to announce the results.

It’s a pity that Zhuang Chong had already walked off the arena at that time.

"Great! Solemn won, solemn won! Ah haha!" Xu Hao laughed regardless of his image. How could he be unhappy to win with two million to sixty million?

Aaron next to him looked at the solemn face with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bang, Aaron suddenly threw away the chair and left.

This sudden movement also calmed down Xu Hao for a moment, and realized that he was too happy.

He brought a boxer and killed Xiang Huaxing's temple boxer and swept away 60 million. Can Xiang Huaxing spare him easily?

When Xu Hao thought of Xiang Huaxing's methods, he couldn't help but feel chills all over.

It was rumored before that several famous movie stars were retaliated for offending Xiang Huaxing. One was forced to make that kind of movie, and the other was insulted by the younger brother Xiang Huaxing asked.

No matter how big the stars in the entertainment industry are, they will eventually be unable to escape the fate of being trampled by Xiang Huaxing, which shows that the terrible power of Xiang Huaxing is.

Although Xu Hao has a little bit of a small family business, it is far behind Xiang Huaxing. He has no reason not to be afraid.

When Xu Hao thought of this, his mind was quickly turned and he thought about his countermeasures.

Of course, one of the methods is to return all 60 million to Xiang Huaxing, but Xu Hao must not accept this method. He finally won 60 million, so why should he pay it back?

Another way is naturally to hand over the murderer.

Xu Hao will definitely not hand over himself, and it is solemn to hand over it.

Thinking of this, Xu Hao suddenly had a smile on his lips. He had already told Zhuang Chong that this was the last punch. He handed him over after the punch, and maybe he could even sell it for a good price. He is so smart!

"Sovereign, come on! Are you tired? Sit down and have some rest." Xu Hao looked at the solemn approaching him and couldn't help but say attentively.

Zhuang Chong glanced at him coldly and said, "Prepare my money as soon as possible, I'm leaving here."

"Don't worry, your money is absolutely indispensable. Have Brother Hao treated you badly these days? No, right? So, what are you worried about?" Xu Hao patted his chest and promised.

"Yes." Solemn and abnormal, without flattering Xu Hao, he just responded coldly.

This solemn attitude can't help but strengthen Xu Hao's determination to sell the solemnity.

"Let's go! Let's go home first. I'll make too much money this time. I'll bring two brothers to get it tomorrow so as not to encounter what happened last time." Xu Hao hugged Zhuang Chong intimately and stepped out of the boxing ring step by step.

"Boss Xiang, you can't let him leave! No matter what the price you pay, you can't let him leave the boxing ring alive!" Fan Zhiqi couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that Zhuang Chong was about to leave.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fan, this person is already a dead person. However, it is not convenient to use a bad move in the boxing ring. If the boxer is shot and killed by a black gun, it will also have an impact on my boxing ring. I promise you that within three days, I will definitely send his body to Mr. Fan's mansion." Xiang Huaxing said gloomyly.

The solemn killing his boxer and leaving his boxing ring with no one to defend the situation, but Xiang Huaxing was very angry.

In his heart, solemn but must die.

"Okay, then I'll wait for news to my boss. I'll take a step first. I still have some disputes here that have not been resolved. When I finish dealing with that dispute, I'll come to discuss cooperation with the boss." Fan Zhiqi nodded and said.

"Then I'll give Mr. Fan." Xiang Huaxing stood up and sent Fan Zhiqi out.

At the same time, he also quietly issued an order to Ah Long, that is, to keep a close eye on Zhuang Chong and never let Zhuang Chong escape from Xiangjiang!

If Zhuang Chong returns to the mainland, it will not be within his ability. As long as Zhuang Chong is still in Xiangjiang, Zhuang Chong's life and death will be under his control.

On the other side, Zhuang Chong and Xu Hao had already walked out of the boxing ring and got into Xu Hao's car and returned.

Zhuang Chong and Xu Hao both remained silent along the way. Both of them had their own thoughts, but they could not be known to each other.

Soon, the two returned to Xu Hao's car repair lot.

Zhuang Chong didn't say anything, but returned to his room directly. Xu Hao looked at Zhuang Chong with a gloomy face. Suddenly, he waved his hand and sent two more younger brothers, and lie around Zhuang Chong's room with a troll.

Now there are four people who are taking care of the solemnity. Even if they have high solemnity skills, they will never be able to withstand the solemnity when facing four people holding trolls.

After all this, Xu Hao breathed a sigh of relief. The current solemnity is his God of Wealth. Whether the sixty million can be brought back, and whether the gap between him and Xiang Huaxing can be untied is all this, so he naturally does not dare to be careless.

Xu Hao sat on the chair, thought for a while, took out his cell phone, and called Ah Long.

"Brother Long? I'm Xu Hao."

"Xu Hao? Why do you call me? You guy ran away after winning the money, but your money has not been exchanged yet. Are you not going to want it?" Aaron couldn't hear any unhappiness in his tone, but he joked with Xu Hao.

"Haha, I'm not as rich as Brother Long. Sixty million is not a small amount. For me, I can eat it for a lifetime. Of course, I want it, naturally." Xu Hao said hurriedly.

"Hmph, I knew you were a rooster! Then did you come to me and want me to send you money?"

"How dare you? Actually, I have something else to do."

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!" Aaron said impatiently.

"I'm going to... give up the solemnity to Boss Xiang." Xu Hao thought for a while before saying.

"Give it to the boss? What do you mean?"

"Brother Long, do you understand? Who doesn't want such a powerful boxer? Although Master Qi is dead, solemnity can completely replace Master Qi! With a more powerful boxer, what do you miss the past? Brother Long, do you think this is the reason?" Xu Hao said leisurely.

"Hehe, Xu Hao, you really have a wishful thinking! Do we have to give you another transfer fee?" Aaron asked unhappily when he heard Xu Hao's meaning.

"Brother Long is so serious. How dare I ask Boss Xiang for the transfer fee? I just want Boss Xiang not to be angry with me. This solemnity is naturally for free, for free..."

"Hmph, this is still tactful! Then wait, I'll report to the boss first. Wait for me! Be careful not to let that kid run away!" Aaron said, hanging up the phone.
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