Liu Ang nodded and turned his face to look at Fat Pig Onoda, and saw this guy kneeling on the ground without saying a word.

Noda Masao bowed to Xia Qinghe again and said, "Miss Xia won the $2.66 million.40 million in bet here, please accept it. I'm sorry!"

Xia Qinghe hurriedly nodded and said, "Thank you, President Noda!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she went to see her money happily.

Liu Ang took Mako to stand in front of these banknotes and gold while watching, thinking what to do. He wanted to put all these things into the storage ring, but he didn't want to expose the secret of his storage ring in full view of everyone.

Suddenly, Masao Hengjing put away his smile, walked up to Liu Ang, bowed to Liu Ang with a cold expression, and shouted: "Liu Angjun! You are burdened! Liu Angjun's actions tonight insulted the dignity of our Great Japanese Empire samurai. If our Great Japanese Empire samurai loses in the casino, we will win back on the battlefield. I want to challenge you. Please!"

After saying that, the old guy bowed again with a samurai sword. When he raised his body, he had already pulled out a sharp sword. The cold blade was filled with a fierce murderous aura, which made people shudder.

Liu Ang did not expect that there would be another incident and said angrily: "What are you doing? I have to fight after winning the bet, and you can only take the money away after the fight? Your underworld is just like this. Is it interesting? You obviously can't afford to lose and you will turn your back! Just now, I thought that you are honest and honest in betting and accepting defeat are all good people. It turns out that you are more shameless and despicable than those underworld in China. If they are unhappy, they will do it directly, unlike you who are so literary and wasteful!"

Xia Qinghe had a pale face and shouted, "Whatever you do! You who run a casino is like doing business, you can't do this! At worst, we don't want this money anymore, let us go!"

Noda Masao suddenly roared: "Baguyalu! The dignity of our Great Japanese Empire samurai cannot be trampled on by you Chinese people. You must accept our challenge!"

It is difficult to imagine how this thin old man could make such a loud roar.

Xia Qinghe was so scared that she was hiding behind Liu Ang.

Hengjing Masao smiled slightly with a pink face and bowed gently: "Liu Angjun, I have paid you the money you won by the rules. But if you win us, it is a disrespect to the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire. I must fight you in a decisive battle! Please!"

Liu Ang waved his hand and said, "Isn't it just a murderous robber? I've quickly created so many fun jobs to make me wait for so long here for so long! If you want to fight, fight, don't talk so much nonsense!"

Zhengxiong Hengjing waved his hand, and a black-clad warrior next to him was holding a small square plate, with a letter-like thing inside, with a few vigorous and powerful words "Challenge" written in vermilion color. He bowed again: "Please take care of it! This is a Challenge, Liu Angjun, please sign him, and then we fight one battle, and we will never die. After that, no party shall hold the winner responsible, and the property of the loser shall also belong to the winner."

Liu Ang grabbed the pen and signed his name on it. He said angrily: "You Japanese people want to be both ** and set up archways! Isn't it just to kill me and then steal my money? Hurry up, you have wasted too much time!"

The Red Dragon Society also forgot to remind her.

The matter is obvious. If she really wants to get the money, she won’t want to go out!

It seems that the Red Dragon will be under the banner of benevolence, righteousness and honesty, but is actually doing cheating, killing, killing, robbing people. You can see from the scoundrel power of Noda’s Hokage asking Okura for usury, what kind of virtue is their Red Dragon!

It turned out that when they redeem the money, they had already arranged to attack Liu Ang and the others. Otherwise, it would be impossible to bring out the challenge book so happily.

Mako curled up behind Liu Ang with a look of fear. This pure girl no longer talked about their bullshit Bushido spirit in Japan. The naked reality defeated the unrealistic and childish thoughts in her heart.

"Bageyalu! Liu Angjun, you insulted the spirit of our Great Japanese Bushido. All members of our Red Dragon Society will challenge you!" Noda Masao pulled out his shiny waist knife with a swish.

"Hayi! Defend our Bushido spirit and kill all the Chinese pigs!" Noda's little fat pig, who had just knelt on the ground without saying anything, also screamed and pulled out his Japanese knife.

Behind him, hundreds of warriors in black suddenly stood up from the ground and pulled out their shiny Japanese sword!

What a bullshit Bushido spirit, they feel sorry for the money that Liu Ang won!

Liu Ang saw through these shameless Japanese people, and held his dragon scale sword and smiled grimly: "You all want to challenge me? OK, let's go together! Let's see if it's your Japanese sword sharp or my dragon scale sword fast!"

He was about to step forward to chop people, but Noda Masao waved his hand and a black-clothed warrior next to him brought a small tray with another challenge book on it. This challenge book is much larger than the one just now, with a few long pages of signatures written behind it. It turned out that it was a collective signature for more than 300 samurai. Needless to say, this challenge book has been written long ago and has been ready for a long time!

"Hahahaha, it turns out you did it! Okay, I signed it!" Liu Ang picked up the pen and signed his life in a few seconds. He threw the pen away again.

Seeing Liu Ang signing this challenge letter with the same nature of life and death, the dull expressions of the people in black around him disappeared, and they waved Bushido like a ferocious spirit and rushed towards Liu Ang!

Although Hengjing was defeated by Liu Ang, Noda Masao and his subordinates were not afraid of Liu Ang at all. Because they were not cultivators, Hengjing did not bother to show his skills in front of these mortals. In the eyes of Noda and others, he was just a samurai with superb gambling skills and nothing outstanding.

Hengjing was so lucky just now that he stepped on his clothes and fell on Liu Ang’s sword, and he was unexpectedly defeated.

They packed their clothes one by one and tried not to make low-level mistakes like Hengjing. They rushed up with Japanese swords and wanted to dismember Liu Ang's corpse in order to expel the hatred in their hearts!

Liu Ang reached out and picked up Mako, put her into the roulette betting table, told her to squat down and not look at it, and then rushed up with the Dragon Scale Sword!

To deal with these rookies, Liu Ang didn't have to really fight with them with his sword, so he simply threw the sword and stretched out his hand in the air and slid his fingers like a watermelon-cutting game. The dragon-scale sword was shuttled back and forth in the crowd like a flash of lightning. In just one second, more than ten people had pierced their hearts and spit out blood and fell to the ground!
Chapter completed!