This time Zhang Fugui was really dumbfounded.

He never expected that Lin Kun would be able to exclusively broadcast the martial arts conference live.

You know, this martial arts competition is the dark cloud that has been lingering in Zhang Fugui's heart.

Because this guy Li Bai just wants to win the championship in this martial arts competition!

Originally, Zhang Fugui thought that all he had to do was try his best. After all, with Li Bai's current physical condition, if he wanted to win the martial arts championship, there was basically no other option except spending money to bribe everyone present, including the audience.

So Zhang Fugui prepared with the idea of ​​attitude first, competition second, and ranking third.

Although the entire Red Star security team has been preparing for this matter during this period.

But in the final analysis it can only be regarded as improvising.

But the fact that Li Laosan was almost drowned in the Tiandao Resentment Pond a few days ago was a wake-up call for Zhang Fugui.

It was because of the failure of the medicinal diet that Mr. Hua Tuo changed hands and caused a bloody storm in Tiandaochi.

If Li Bai didn't win the championship, how could he cause huge waves?

Although Li Laosan is a god, he is still very old after all. How can he withstand this kind of torture?

What's more, after all the hard work, in the end, you, the temporary worker, will have to take the blame?

So when he learned that Lin Kun had obtained the exclusive live broadcast rights of the martial arts tournament, Zhang Fugui was dumbfounded.

This is like a pie falling from the sky when you are hungry, and a pillow on the ground when you are sleepy. What a coincidence!

If we could establish a relationship with the organizer through Lin Kun and spend money to buy Li Bai a place, wouldn't that solve all the troubles?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fugui couldn't help but giggle.

In his eyes, the current Lin Kun is becoming more and more pleasing to his eyes and his heart. However, apart from being a little handsome, he is basically a perfect existence.

"What are you laughing at?" He Feihong couldn't help but ask when he saw Zhang Fugui's facial expression changing several times in just a few minutes.

"Mr. He, Mr. Lin has found a solution to this problem for me by connecting with this martial arts tournament." Zhang Fugui told his feelings at this time without any concealment.

"Oh? Do you also want to participate in this martial arts competition? With your size, I think it's a bit confusing." He Feihong looked Zhang Fugui up and down, and then expressed his judgment.

This belongs to which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

What do you mean by wanting to participate?

I've obviously signed up to participate, but I'm just waiting to get on stage and get beaten.

Seeing Zhang Fugui's face suddenly collapse, He Feihong quickly asked Guan Yu: "Does he really want to participate?"

"He doesn't want to, but he will definitely participate." Sometimes the second master talks like a philosopher. In just a few words, he can always get to the essence through the phenomenon.

"Fugui, what can't you think about? Even if you want to be beaten, there is no need to go to the ring... maybe you know martial arts." He Feihong looked at Zhang Fugui with a puzzled look.

"Mr. He, I said I can subdue the dragon with the Eighteen Palms. Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." He Feihong answered simply without even thinking about it.

"Then what is the reason that gave you the illusion that I know martial arts?" Zhang Fugui's expression now is uglier than crying.

"I would like to ask you what is the reason that gave you the urge to sign up for the martial arts competition."

He Feihong looked at Zhang Fugui, who gradually became silent, and his doubts became even worse.

Not to mention that He Feihong, who didn't know the inside story, couldn't figure out why Zhang Fugui participated in the martial arts conference. Even Zhang Fugui, who knew the inside story, couldn't figure out why he had to participate in this Laoshizi martial arts conference.

At the beginning, according to Cao Cao's design, everyone signed up together, and then relying on the fighting power of the old heroes of Anxi and Er Ye, they will definitely pave the way for Li Bai.

But in the end, excluding Zhang Fugui and Li Bai, only two more places were filled.

They are Hua Tuo and Huang Batian respectively.

These two are now old, weak, sick and disabled. Hua Tuo is old and sick, and is still recovering in the hospital.

Huang Batian is weak and disabled. The most annoying thing is that he is weak in the sense of mentally retarded and disabled in the sense of brain-dead.

Coupled with the fact that Li Bai's physical fitness is not outstanding among primary school students, Zhang Fugui really has no hope of winning.

Fortunately, two generals, Wang Monk and Hu Hai, joined in later. In addition, the master and apprentice, Ming Ming Ming Shi, directly expressed their willingness to help Zhang Fugui in the ring, otherwise Zhang Fugui would have lost his hair one by one.

But today is different, because I have found a way.

Zhang Fugui had already made plans, but if it didn't work out, he told the organizer that he was willing to sponsor the competition. Anyway, as long as Li Bai's wish could be fulfilled, Zhang Fugui was willing to pay any price.

After continuing to chat with He Feihong for a few words, Zhang Fugui had already figured out how to ask Lin Kun to help.

If it doesn't work, let Sister Yuhuan come up with a beauty trick.

But with Lin Kun's words, everything Zhang Fugui had just imagined seemed to disappear.

Because after Lin Kun answered questions from several guests, he announced in public that he had invited the organizers of the martial arts conference to the scene.

Just when Zhang Fugui was looking forward to seeing the origin of the organizer he might have to deal with next.

Zhang Fugui suddenly noticed a familiar dwarf slowly walking to Lin Kun's side.

Oda’s only son?

He is the organizer of the martial arts conference!

For a moment, Zhang Fugui felt that his head was about to freeze.

Countless questions that he couldn't think of answers kept running back and forth in his mind.

How come he is the organizer of a big martial arts family?

Why would a little Japanese come here to hold a martial arts conference?

Is there still a chance for Li Bai to spend money to get through the back door?

The answers to all questions are looking to develop in a direction that is unfavorable to Zhang Fugui.

Oda Dokko was not as arrogant as usual. At this time, the image he displayed next to Lin Kun was that of a small but very shrewd person.

Different from the nationalists Zhang Fugui was familiar with, in Oda Dokko's self-description, he became a Japanese friend who loves martial arts culture.

Compared with his usual image, this guy's image has completely taken a 180-degree turn.

If he had not known his true nature in advance, Zhang Fugui would definitely have been deceived by the friendly-looking Oda Dozi in the middle of the banquet.

Just when Zhang Fugui felt stunned, he heard He Feihong sigh again.

"Mr. He, you... do you know this little Japanese?" Zhang Fugui noticed something strange about He Feihong and opened his mouth to ask him.

"The successor of Japan's Oda Co., Ltd., Fugui. This Oda Co., Ltd. started by reselling cultural relics. In short, he is not a good person." Compared with Zhang Fugui, who only knew roughly, He Feihong obviously understood Oda's only son better. At the same time, she also
Chapter completed!