Chapter 71: Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs

Chapter 71
At present, Lin Yan looked at Daxu Hexiong, his brows slightly raised.
What else do I want to say? An old man with white hair and reading glasses walked out of the house with Erliang Heliang.
"Dad." He Muyun looked at the old man and shouted.
Hearing, the old man nodded towards He Muyun.
Immediately, the old man sat at the dinner table and glanced at the crowd: "Sit down and eat. I just have something to say."
At the moment, Lin Yan and others took their seats.
"Dad, is there no room for easing the team," Daxi Hexiong asked.
The old man poured a glass of wine alone and did not speak, but Erliang He Liang said aside: "After half a month, we will play against Lao Tang's team. If we lose, our team will be disbanded and no one will Will continue to invest in a penultimate team. "
"Old soup ... Dad, isn't he your competent assistant before, or you can call him to discuss it ..." He Xiong said.
"Brother, forget it, Lao Tang, the beast, has been trying to destroy our team in recent years. How many times have we been sent off the track by Lao Tang, to talk to him?" He Liang sneered: "Unless we can Won the old soup team. "
"Lao Tang's team is not vegetarian. He has trained a lot of good drivers. Even if he is not a racer, our hardware can't be compared with Lao Tang's team ..." He Xiong thoughtfully.
As I was talking, the knock on the door rang.
He Lefeng got up and opened the door.
"Uncle Tang?" He Lefeng was a little surprised to see him.
I saw a middle-aged man walking in the door with a black leather bag, a big back, and a smile on his face and came in: "Master, I'm here to see you!"
"Tang Zhenying, today is a feast for Hemou, I didn't remember to invite you." The old man looked at the middle-aged man and said blankly.
"Father, look at what you said. I'm here today, and I didn't eat your food. Anyway, I'm also the one you cultivated. I came here today to repay you!" The middle-aged man laughed.
"What do you mean?" The old man asked.
"Oh, sir, what's going on with your team? You should also know that the next one is your knockout match. Your opponent is my team. You also know that your victory is zero. It's better to sell it to me, at least a few more can be left in your pocket, you say. "The middle-aged man laughed.
"Done?" The old man clenched his fists.
"After that, how do you like it?" Said the middle-aged man.
"Get out," the old man said coldly.
As the old man's voice fell, the middle-aged man's complexion changed, and he smiled coldly: "I said, old man, you are shameless, just your broken team, I am willing to pay for it, it is yours I ’m honored, when you lose the game, your family will kneel down and ask me, I wo n’t ask! It ’s just a problem for your family to keep eating and drinking, is it a treasure?

"You can't roll!" Erliang He Liang suddenly stood up and smashed the wine glass in his hand at the middle-aged man's feet.
"Oh, okay, let's go ... I want to show you how pitiful and trashy your broken team is. I will personally send you off the track forever, and we will see you on the track half a month later." The young man nodded, sneered, and turned to leave.
(End of this chapter)