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Chapter 80

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Kong Ming could not resist the Dragon King's leg, and the actual combat was different from stepping on the floor, etc.

Anyway, no one thinks that the Dragon King will lose.

It has been three days since the Dragon King's first stage battle.

Every time the Dragon King appears, he will win easily with a clean and neat kick.

According to the word of mouth, the Dragon King has been deified.

Although Chu Tianjiao did not have any change in his expression on the surface, he was amused and crying in his heart.

This feeling of being praised by everyone is really comfortable.

But I am the Dragon King, I am still afraid that others will find out.

"Don't let Lin Shiyao know that I'm fighting."

Chu Tianjiao only has this idea in his mind.

Hu Shaofeng's face looked much ugly.

He originally wanted to use this trick to show off, but he never thought he was still considered inferior to others.

"Shaofeng, don't be angry, these are all guests, you have to show your masculine spirit."

Li Xinyue really knows her son's personality very well.

She quietly pulled the corner of Hu Shaofeng's clothes, and said softly close to Hu Shaofeng.

"God, okay, I'll give it to them."

Hu Shaofeng took several deep breaths to calm down his inner anger.

He looked at Chu Tianjiao coldly again.

"You guys have good luck."

Hu Shaofeng smiled and walked towards the buffet Western restaurant in the banquet hall.

Everyone was waiting for him, and after so long it was already hungry.

The crowd naturally followed Hu Shaofeng, while Chu Tianjiao was neglected from beginning to end, and no one looked at him.

Xiao Yuyan really wanted to chat with Chu Tianjiao for a few words.

But before she could speak, Hu Lili was dragged away.

Qian Hongze followed behind like a follower

These people went to the restaurant in the Western Restaurant Buffet Area, but did not invite Chu Tianjiao and Lin Haitao.

Although they are all in the same hotel, this feeling of uninvited is particularly uncomfortable.

"It's not good to give a gift, you're useless!"

When Chu Tianjiao found Lin Haitao with an expressionless face, he heard such an insult.

"Uncle Lin, I'll take you in. As for the little bastard Chu Tianjiao, if you want to follow me, just follow me."

At this moment, a man's voice came from behind Lin Haitao.

Lin Haitao turned his head and looked at it. Seeing that it was Chu Tianren, he immediately showed a happy smile.

"I'm just about to talk to you, but I haven't seen you for a long time."

Looking at the kind look of Lin Haitao's elders, it seemed as if Chu Tianren was his son-in-law.

"Haha, let's go in and say."

Chu Tianren stretched out his hand and put it on Lin Haitao's shoulder, his face full of hypocritical smiles.

He has always coveted Lin Shiyao, and it is reasonable to please Lin Haitao.

Chu Tianjiao stood there, silently watching the two men with their arms around him gradually moving away, and their eyes gradually became sharp.

"The grace of childbirth lies in the father who died unexpectedly. The grace of recreation was the day when I sent me to the army. I endured it because of this now.

Chu family, Lin family, Li family, I hope you can stop at the right time and don’t mislead yourself.”

The clay man has three points of fire, not to mention that he is the lord of the Southern Region, with millions of soldiers in charge.

He is not a soft persimmon that others can control, mock or bully.

It's just that he has been enduring and has not gotten angry.

The Lord of the Southern Region was angry and blood flowed into a river, and millions of corpses were buried.
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