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Chapter 183 Master Tarzan the Ape

The Austrian reporter stood up and asked: "Mr. Robinson, what will you do if you win?"

Robinson sat upright and said: "No ifs, I will definitely win! At that time, I will let my French compatriots see that although I was abandoned by Mrs. Jelia, who loves the new and hates the old, God still loves his children. I have won all the French people."

love. At that time, I will dedicate the money I have won to the God who loves me.”

"Oh——" There was an uproar, and the audience was talking about it. Robinson was a noble man and wanted to donate the gambling money he won to the church.

"Mr. Mike, please tell me what you think about the newspaper saying that you are a big stallion. I heard that it was Mrs. Jelia who said it herself, right?" The reporter from the British Sun newspaper loves gossip news, and he did not care about the public asking questions like this.

Unsightly question.

Most people would react angrily when someone insults them, angrily scold the British Sun reporter or say, "No comment!"

Li Guolou was not an ordinary person. He still maintained his grace and said: "Mr. reporter from the British Sun, I will answer the first question you asked. Alexandre Dumas is a great French writer and I admire him very much. As for the second question

You have to ask Mrs. Jelia the question, I can't answer it for her."

The whole audience clapped together. What Li Guolou said was great. He did not disgrace the Qing Empire, nor did he bring disgrace on the face of French Golden Flower.

"Oh, it's Alexandre Dumas. The pronunciation is the same but the word is different. You Qing people are really a troublesome nation." The reporter from the British Sun justified his explanation and compiled the article completely.

The master of ceremonies on the stage shouted: "You can also ask Mr. Robinson two questions."

The French reporter asked: "Mr. Robinson, you are a noble man. I really admire you. You and Mike are not on the same level in terms of weight and height, but age is an unbeatable enemy. Aren't you worried?"

Robinson said confidently: "Eugene asked this question very well, but I have the best team and the most powerful master. My master is the French boxing champion Tarzan. With such a master's guidance, I will never go anywhere."

Invincible."

A young man with long hair as thick as an orangutan walked forward. He was a savage who grew up in the primeval forest and his name was "Tarzan." His appearance suddenly overshadowed the light of Li Guolou. People from all over the world

Photographers took pictures of Tarzan one after another.

Li Guolou stood up and said with a cheeky smile: "Mr. Boxing Champion Taishan, can you give me a photo signed by you?"

Tarzan glanced at him and said: "Mike, when you lie on the ground tomorrow, I will put the photo on your face to cover up your dead look."

Li Guolou was ridiculed by Tarzan. Despite the ridicule around him, he still stood beside Tarzan and took a group photo with Tarzan.

After the photo was taken, Li Guolou held Taishan's hand tightly and said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Taishan, the boxing champion, for looking up to me. Robinson Crusoe will not be able to afford you in the future. If I invite you to come to the capital to play, I will cover all the expenses. And

Big red envelope.”

Tarzan sighed: "Mike, I think you are really thick-skinned. Mr. Robinson is not as good as you in this regard. This is the only place where you are better than Mr. Robinson."

French journalist Eugene shouted: "No! There's still a bed."

There were jeers in the press box. Li Guolou's expression remained unchanged and he turned back to his seat. Passing by the beautiful card holder, a card was stuffed into the gap of Li Guolou's sports shorts. The beautiful card holder whispered: "Mike, I

Take good care of you."

Li Guolou echoed and said: "Beauty, bet your whole family on me, and I guarantee you will quadruple the amount."

"Indecent!" the beautiful sign holder screamed loudly. This time she also became the target of reporters' attention. Countless photos were sold instantly. Li Guolou's words made the beautiful sign holder famous, and her net worth more than quadrupled.

The Belgian reporter asked: "Mr. Robinson, what do you most want to say to Mrs. Jelia here?"

Robinson stood up and said: "Of course I want to tell Mrs. Jelia the most, marry me. I already know that I was wrong. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in regret. My dear Mrs. Jelia, please come back soon. Come back."

If you fall into the arms of the French, the Qing people are bigamists. Madam Yelia, if you get together with the Qing people, you will go to hell after your death, and you will never be forgiven by God."

Li Guolou stood up suddenly and shouted angrily: "Robinson! *** ancestor, are you proposing or cursing Yelia? Our grudges were agreed to be settled in the boxing ring. Why do you say this is unethical?"

if."

Robinson knew that he would make mistakes if he spoke too much, and the second half of what he said was a bit too much. He expressed his resentment towards Mrs. Yelia. How could he ever want to marry Mrs. Yelia again? Now he just wants to defeat his love rival Li Guolou and make a lot of money. He just said

Donating the money to the Catholic Church was a bet he made in his own name. Most of the bets he made were in his son's name. How could he donate the money he earned from boxing for no reason?

Robinson hurriedly sat down and pretended not to understand Li Guolou's curse words. He was annoyed that this Qing man who was dragging his feet in arguing could speak English so well.

The reporters did not help Robinson this time. They agreed with Li Guolou's words. How could a man speak ill of a woman in public? They discussed the verbal conflict between Li Guolou and Robinson and lamented that it was still Li Guolou.

Lou's witty remarks were superior to Robinson's, and they agreed to tamper with Li Guolou's rhetoric.

In the last round, the host said: "You can also ask Mike one last question."

The Italian reporter asked: "Mr. Mike, the Chinese are proud of you. Do you think you are a national hero?"

Li Guolou said loudly: "Journalists, winning is addictive, just like you win the right to be a superior person. I won the love of Yelia, and also won the love of others. As for the national hero, I am not worthy of it.

I am not that great, but if I can beat Mr. Robinson twice, I will be very proud of myself. Thank you all for your support. I will go to your country to win if I have the opportunity in the future."

This sentence offended all the reporters present. They described Li Guolou as an arrogant and narcissistic man who stuffed a card with his address into the bra of a beautiful sign-raiser. This was witnessed by all the reporters present.

Although no photos were taken of the truth witnessed, there was a witness in the form of a beautiful woman holding a sign. French reporter Eugene handed each reporter a card with Li Guolou’s home address on it, which was the physical evidence.

Li Guolou stood up and prepared to leave the press conference. The reporters in the front row followed him. Two distinct groups of reporters, reporters from the British and French alliances, followed closely behind Robinson. Journalists from other countries were all interested in Li Guolou.

, all requested individual interviews.

Li Guolou was very happy to be followed by reporters from various countries. He stopped and said: "Well - good reporter friends, I will treat you to coffee. At four o'clock in the afternoon, I will accept the invitations from reporters from you countries at Mox Cafe.

For the interview, Mrs. Yelia will also come when the time comes."

As soon as he finished speaking, several British and French reporters abandoned Robinson and his entourage and all flocked to Li Guolou to get close to Li Guolou. What these reporters are most concerned about now is Mrs. Yelia's opinion of Mike as a big stallion.

What do you think?

Robinson sneered and said: "Country people have never seen the world. They listen to reporters' nagging and have to treat themselves. I won't do it."

Robinson and his party of dozens left the exhibition hall deserted. They had lost their morale. Li Guolou had a blonde beauty, Mrs. Jelia, to warm up the show. Who would be interested in the orangutan-like Robinson?

Tarzan turned back and glanced deeply at Li Guolou. He liked the feeling of being surrounded by others. The loneliness caused by leaving the ring lingered. This time he found a reason to come back.

Li Guolou walked out of the exhibition hall and saw a lot of people standing on the roadside. They all wanted to experience Li Guolou's style with their own eyes. One of them was particularly conspicuous. Su Yuli (Yang Dongting) stood between two tall black men.

Li Guolou and Su Xuli looked at each other and nodded slightly to indicate that things were going well and that everything was proceeding according to plan.

Li Guolou and the two boxing masters got into the carriage, and the escort of the Captain Hook Casino took strict precautions along the way.

Li Guolou whispered: "Master, Second Master, Robinson is much thinner than the last time I saw him. It will be difficult to fight tomorrow."

Master Harris said: "You are still too fat, Mike, your steps are your magic weapon to win. Don't be angered by your opponent's words, you can win."

The second master, Jack, nodded and said: "Yes, Mike, you are not competing with Tarzan in boxing. Robinson Crusoe is not as good as you below, and his mouth is not as good as yours. Why should he be better than you in his hands and feet?"

The three of them laughed together, and Li Guolou said: "The second master is right, Robinson is better than me by strength and weight, but my explosive power and flexibility are much higher than him. The only thing I worry about now is Robinson's bribery

If I lose the referee and rely on points to win or lose, I will definitely lose."

Master Harris didn't look at it and said: "Mike, just knock Robinson down and don't count the points. The eighth round is the key. If Robinson is beaten hard, he will lose no matter how the referee decides."

"Eight is an auspicious number in the eyes of us Qing people. I will remember it."

The second master Jack said: "Mike, act on the spot. The old man will be stunned when the time comes. Give him a punch when you see the opportunity. It is best to use a combination of punches to defeat the old man in less than eight rounds."

"Young people, don't be too greedy, just follow the steps." Senior Master Harris was somewhat dissatisfied with Second Master Jack's irresponsible remarks.

Li Guolou is silent and has no words. He is not a step-by-step person, otherwise he would not steal someone else's mistress, let alone fight with his lover. He is very confident in defeating Robinson. Time is an unbeatable enemy, and as time goes by, he will also

As it weakens, the former glory becomes an unforgettable memory. Those who hold on to the glory of the past will eventually achieve the rise of a new generation. Guan Yunchang, who passed five levels and defeated six generals, bid farewell to life in failure in Maicheng. The French

The pride of the arrogant Napoleon; Bonaparte I, who lost power and humiliated his country in the Battle of Waterloo. It was not his turn to wash away the national humiliation of the Qing Empire, and he insulted the pride of the French on this land that belonged to the French.

Li Guolou crossed his legs and blew the whistle "Mandarin Duck Tea" that French gangsters like to whistle. The cheerful melody was catchy and relaxed, and soon the three people in the carriage were whistling the beautiful "Mandarin Duck Tea" together.

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