"Wang Wu, Jia Liu, are you two here?"

When Lin Lang came to Yicui Building before, there were more than a dozen people shouting at him.

This time, there were only two people who came to call him. It was obvious that the others no longer valued Lin Lang and hugged Liu Wu's thigh.

Wang Wu had an angry look on his face: "Mr. Lin Qi, those people think you are going to lose this time in the ring competition, so you went to Liu Wu to flatter him, and you blinded them!"

Jia Liu also said immediately: "We brothers think you can definitely win. Before, you could take down Mr. Liu Qi with one hand!"

Now even if Lin Zongqi's strength declines, he will still have the strength to fight, and he can win this arena competition with his experience.

Besides, Mr. Lin also saved the lives of the two brothers. No matter what others choose, they will support Mr. Lin.

What's more, they all spent a lot of money in the gambling house to buy Lin Zongqi and win. If Lin Zongqi loses, they will also go bankrupt.

Lin Lang took out the banknote from his pocket and handed it to Wang Wu: "Go to Silver Hook Casino and buy and I will win."

Silver Hook Gambling House is the largest chain gambling house in Ming Dynasty. It has an amazing background. As long as you can imagine the gambling method, they have it.

"Jia Liu, go to Jufeng Tower and book a table to celebrate tonight."

win?

Only then did Wang Wu and Jia Liu realize that Lin Zongqi didn't seem to be declining in strength, but instead was full of confidence.

Could it be that you have been putting on a show for other people these three days?

The two of them were overjoyed instantly. Doesn't it mean that instead of going bankrupt, they can actually make a fortune?

Moreover, they have taken the right steps, and they will definitely be able to follow Mr. Lin in the future.

Lin Lang arranged for the only two subordinates who were still willing to trust him at this time to walk to Baihu Station.

"Lin, Mr. Lin, you're here." The guard at the door was startled when he saw Lin Lang walking in with an embroidered spring knife on his shoulder, and quickly hid the gift he was holding behind his back.

Tsk, the clothes I haven't changed for three days still smell like rouge. It seems that Mr. Lin has really lived in Yicui Building for three days and three nights. Mr. Lin is probably going to lose this competition.

The four boxes of gifts he gave to General Liu Qi, no, Liu Shibaihu, are they a little missing? How about adding four more boxes?

Lin Lang glanced at the concierge and walked towards the school grounds of the Hundred Household School.

Along the way, many people looked at him strangely and full of pity.

In their opinion, Lin Lang's position as a trial 100 households, or even 100 households, was now gone.

And not only that, the loser will also be sent to the Da Song Dynasty to gather information. Not only will it be difficult and tiring, it is not certain whether he can come back alive.

Lin Lang has decided that those who pass by without even saying hello will definitely let them know what the rules are when he takes over!

When he arrived at the school grounds, many people who were practicing martial arts stepped aside and gathered together in twos and threes, muttering quietly.

"I thought General Lin Qi wasn't coming. The Golden Boy's skills have been broken. Why are you here to bring shame on yourself?"

"Keep your voice down. Even if Mr. Lin loses, he is still the chief. He is our superior officer."

"Hey~~ If you lose, you will be sent to the Song Dynasty. How can you control us in the future?"

Lin Lang glanced at the two people who were talking. It seemed that they would have to be sent to the Song Dynasty for some training this time.

He sat on a chair next to him and pointed at someone casually: "Go and get a pot of hot tea."

The guy who was clicked was stunned for a moment. Is he still thinking about drinking tea at this time?

He probably wanted to show off his official power for the last time, since he was about to be disgraced and was sent to die in the Song Dynasty.

When Liu Wu was being cheered into the school grounds, he saw Lin Lang drinking tea leisurely.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Lin Qi? I heard that you've been wandering around Wenrou Village for the past few days. I'm afraid you're too happy to miss Shu. Do you still have the strength to lift the knife?"

Liu Wu felt uncomfortable when he thought that Xiao He, who had spent so much money but had not yet received it, had taken advantage of Lin Lang.

Lin Lang put down the tea cup and looked at Liu Wu with a smile: "I would also like to thank General Liu Qi for the arrangement."

When he said this, he still had a look of recollection on his face.

Liu Wu was shocked and angry. What surprised him was that Lin Lang actually knew that it was him who arranged Xiao He, and he probably also knew that he had ordered Xiao He to drug him.

In front of Jinyiwei, a Yicuilou singer would never have any secrets.

What made him angry was that Lin Lang actually said that Xiao He was his woman!

Originally, I just wanted to drug Lin Lang to make Lin Lang's strength weaken and let him win the ring competition, but I didn't expect that a woman would be involved.

"Mr. Lin, I hope you can still laugh after a while!"

Liu Wu clutched the scabbard in his hand tightly. He had already decided to pretend that he couldn't hold it back and made Lin Lang lie on the bed for a month or two to vent his hatred for his daughter!

At this time, the edge of the school field was already crowded with people. Watching the masters compete would also help improve their martial arts.

Most of the Jin Yiwei in these 100 households are not even considered third-rate. Even the strongest master they have ever seen is Li Baihu.

The people who usually guide them in martial arts training are just some third-rate flags and lieutenants. They don't get the opportunity every day.

Wang Wu and Jia Liu came back and stood on the edge, ready to watch General Lin Qi show off his power.

Someone came over and said, "General Liu found out that you two went to call General Lin Qi this morning. Please prepare an extra gift later. Be careful that General Liu gives you small shoes."

Wang Wu suddenly said loudly: "In this competition in the ring, the winner must be Lin Zongqi. Lin Zongqi can win with one hand."

Jia Liu also asked: "Have you forgotten that Mr. Lin took care of everyone before? Mr. Lin always rushes to the front when encountering danger. Which one of you has not received any favor from Mr. Lin?"

The people next to them immediately stepped back, leaving Wang Wu and Jia Liu free.

Are these two people stupid?

Now who doesn't know that Lin Zongqi's Golden Body Boy Kung Fu has been broken and his strength has declined? How could he be Liu Zongqi's opponent?

I thought it was three days ago.

But be sure to stay away from these two fools, lest Mr. Liu accidentally injure them when he puts on the little shoes.

Liu Wu took a deep look at Wang Wu and Jia Liu. He didn't expect that there were two such ignorant people in the Baihu Institute. He arranged for them to pour out the night fragrance in the entire Baihu Institute tonight!

While everyone was talking about it, the real leader of Baihu Office, Li Baihu, came.

He saw two distinct groups of people, one with hundreds of people and the other with only two people. It seemed that the news of Lin Lang's decline in strength was confirmed.

No wonder Liu Wu gave him 3,000 taels and asked for the opportunity to compete in such an arena to determine the quota of 100 households. It turned out that this was his idea, but it happened to be successful.

Anyway, he will be transferred next year, so of course he can't miss it if he can get a lot of money. He wants to be the deputy of Qianhu, and he also needs money.

"Everyone, be quiet." As Li Baihu spoke, everyone fell silent.

Li Baihu looked around: "This competition in the arena was planned before. The winner will serve as a trial member of our Baihu Institute, and the loser will go to the Da Song Dynasty to explore the news."

"General Manager Lin and General Liu are both brothers of our Baihu Office. I hope you won't hurt your harmony and there must be no deaths!"

Lin Lang squinted his eyes. What does this mean? Apart from not killing people, is there nothing wrong with being injured or disabled?

"The competition is limited to one stick of incense. The one who is still standing after one stick of incense wins."

"No poisons or hidden weapons are allowed, no other restrictions, let's get started."

Bang!!!

Someone struck the gong hard and inserted a lit incense stick into the incense burner.

Liu Wu looked at Lin Lang with a ferocious smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I will definitely show mercy."

After saying that, he struck Lin Lang in the head with a knife.


Chapter completed!