Chapter 927: Dissatisfied to fight (seven more)

Chapter 927
Ning Hongzhuang and the others were all surprised when they heard Xu Mingmen bet 200 million. They didn't expect Xu Mingmen to spend so much money.
You know, this is nothing short of drowning.
Just hearing this bet, the black widows felt a little more warmth in their hearts, which is also a kind of encouragement and support.
"Eighty percent is Xu Facai who made a lot of money in the Hanbei enclosure, so he asked his son to spend 200 million for a game."
There is a hint of warmth on the black widow's face: "However, in any case, I am very touched by his intentions. I am worthy of being a friend for many years."
"Weipo, send someone to Huaxi tomorrow to send him the "Eight Horses" that he has liked for many years."
Wei Po nodded: "I understand."
After the order was over, the black widow took Ning Hongzhuang and the others walked outside. The gymnasium has been temporarily arranged and a boxing arena has been selected as the venue.
Passing through a long corridor covered with Miao carpets, into the center of the hexagonal building is a two-story hall with a height of 30 meters in diameter.
The top is a transparent bulletproof glass cover, and in the middle of the hall, which is the center of the building, stands a standard boxing ring measuring 1.2 meters.
On the ring, there are chessboards and pieces at the moment, and various cameras around, and a large screen is hung above it.
The hall is also divided into two floors. The bottom floor is a long row of large and comfortable leather sofas, and a small coffee table is placed in front of each sofa.
Fruit plates and drinks are readily available, the number of seats is about one hundred, and the upper level is four luxurious boxes, independent but not isolated.
It is convenient to observe and exchange and feel the atmosphere.
However, Ning Hongzhuang and the others did not go up to the box, because the game was quite simple, there was no out-of-control fighting, and the number of people was small.
So Ning Hongzhuang followed the black widow to the opposite of the crowded Nanjin, Wei Po and the others followed closely, and the wing was left for the dozen or so witnesses.
A bet that involves so much money, and also involves underground gambling houses, always requires some respectable people to sit down.
At this moment, there are many prominent dignitaries in the wing, watching the people downstairs with great interest, and the high platform that is about to go to war.
"There are a lot of people here."
Ning Hongzhuang lags behind and scanned the opposing camps tonight. In his field of vision, it is clear that more than forty Nanfangs are talking and laughing.
Among them are more than a dozen young fashionable men and women, and the proud figure of Park Hyo-soo is clearly visible.
When Ning Hongzhuang passed by them, a young man from Nan Han stood up, with his mouth cocked and his raised, unspeakable madness and domineering:
"Are you that Ning Hongzhuang? Your man dares to move people in our circle, we want to crush you one by one."
Ning Hongzhuang glanced at him, kept silent and moved forward.
The corner of Park Hyo-Su's mouth evokes a touch of playfulness: "Sok Gi, don't say that to Mr. Ning, she will be sad."
"A man made a mistake and dare not take it. It is still a price of 3 billion for a woman to make up for it."
She thought of Ye Tianlong's slaps on her, and the eel put in her underwear, and a hatred flowed out: "And he is still hiding."
"President Ning feels bitter, just pretending to be a fork, so let's not irritate her."
Park Hyo-soo's eyes burst into light: "I really want to stimulate her, and I have to get the money. It's enough to count slowly in front of her."
When the voice fell, many of her companions around her laughed:
"That's it, I have found a bad man for eight years."
"Besides, if Ning jumps off the building in shame, we can't get out of Mingjiang."
A group of Nanhan men and women laughed unceremoniously, and others whistled to stimulate Ning Hongzhuang's nerves.
At the seat of Huaxia, there were also more than 30 men and women in Chinese clothes. Seeing Ning Hongzhuang being bullied like this, they were very angry, but they could not shout.
Otherwise, the video will be taken by Nan Hanren and sent out of context to say that China has no quality.
Ning Hongzhuang and the others sat in the auditorium of China, and the black widow walked directly onto the high platform, sat down in her place, and then continued to close her eyes and rest.
The noise outside seemed to have nothing to do with her.
People next to Park Hyo-soo, seeing the black widow sitting there, started talking again:
"Who is that pretending to be cool? She is the Black Widow?"
"Yeah, didn't you see her in black? Who is the black widow?"
"Did she have water in her mind and even play chess with Mr. Jin? This is a gift."
"I heard that she is an amateur level, Mr. Jin does not want to deceive people too much, and allows her to find people with the face of China to play."
"Mr. Jin is the Asian chess king. She will lose if she finds it. It's better to lose by herself. At least she can be famous."
"Mr. Jin's poster tonight, but it punches Huaxia Go and kicks Chuhe Chess."
Many Nanhan men and women are getting more and more excited: "Mr. Jin is too domineering, so much to make people like. If you want to marry in the future, just marry such a person.
What they said was very happy, but Ning Hongzhuang and the others all had ugly faces. Several passionate young men clenched their fists, and they would beat people unless they were worried about the influence.
"The Golden Sage is here!"
At this moment, I don't know who yelled, the discussion stopped instantly, and they turned their heads to look at the entrance on one side.
More than a dozen men and women are coming out of the passage, arrogant and arrogant.
Walking ahead was a man who looked forty, wearing an expensive Armani and a dazzling Rolex on his wrist.
The steps are strong and steady.
At this time, the scene is completely comparable to the one-line celebrities in the entertainment news.
This person is the golden hand.
With a right smile on his face, he cast a polite greeting to those around him.
But just like the rhythm of the footsteps, all the audience in the field can feel his pride, the incredible hidden in his body.
There was a brief silence, and many people were impressed by his demeanor. Several Nanhan women screamed and tried to approach, but they were quickly blocked by his bodyguards.
"Mr. Jin, you must win!"
"Mr. Jin, come on!"
The men and women in Chinese clothes around Park Hyo-soo all encouraged Jin Shengshou: "Tonight's glory belongs to us, and we are invincible."
Park Hyo-soo also expressed enthusiasm: "Mr. Kim, congratulations in advance, and leave a note in history."
The mood on Nan Han's side was very high, but on Huaxia's side, no one applauded and welcomed.
Today's battle is about the face of Huaxia and Nanhan. Whoever cheers for the Golden Sage will be cast aside.
The Chinese dignitaries who came to watch the battle were all decent people. Naturally, they knew this, so they treated Jin Shengshou indifferently.
Jin Shengshou walked to the high platform, first bowed to the notary public room upstairs, and then bowed to the seat of Nan Han, in exchange for overwhelming applause.
When he saluted the seat of Huaxia, no one gave applause. Ning Hongzhuang looked at this person who betrayed his country coldly.
Facing the scene where no one applauded, he always regarded himself as a high-ranking golden sacred hand, his face was ugly and he took the microphone from the high platform and sneered:
"I am challenging not only the Black Widow, but the entire Chinese chess world."
"I know, every one of you Huaxia wants to see me lose this battle."
"I tell you, this is impossible!"
"A Chinese people who are scattered in the sand can never defeat our great nation! Forever!!!"
Jin Shengshou made a little bit of Ning Hongzhuang and the others: "If you refuse to accept it, come and fight!"
"I come!"
At this moment, a low voice came from the entrance, Xiao killed the audience, Ning Hongzhuang's heart trembled...