The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

There are many ways to become famous, but there are basically two ways.

Kingly and deceitful.

Wangdao: meritorious service, morality, and proposition.

Tricks: show off wealth, step on people, pretend to be force, and naked violence, show off muscles.

The former is of course a great road, but it needs to be accumulated and developed. It is not bad if it can be produced in a few hundred years, and it is almost impossible to produce it in a peaceful era.

In the long period of time, human beings basically rely on the latter to dominate.

This is one of Chu Yao's recent thoughts.

So at this time, there's nothing to keep a low profile, just keep your head up and do it.

Moreover, in recent discussions and researches on the national character of islanders, by the way, I also studied the group characteristics of the Anza race.

Huaxia regards humility as a virtue and regards benevolence and justice as the supreme.

However, almost all foreigners don't eat this set.

Quite a bit of the dialogue recorded in the history books.

——I am not guilty.

——I am a barbarian too.

With this recognition, after going abroad, some of my own strategies for being in the world will change accordingly.

More wild, more aggressive, more fierce, and crazier.

This kind of ideological change has actually already begun in China, but it is only in the same line.

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At this moment.

Standing on the ring, Chu Yao was nearly 1.5 meters tall and had a sturdy figure, set off against the woman in black leather clothes on the court, looking very petite and exquisite.

At the same time, it also attracted the attention of almost everyone present.

Although Chu Yao wore a mask and couldn't see his face clearly, his hair was black and his skin was yellow. He was basically Asian.

There was also a small wave in the crowd.

Although the previous dance party was held in Tokyo, most of the time, the protagonist was still white.

Such existence is rare.

"Ok, ladies and gentlemen, the first brave gentleman has been on stage. At this moment, now, the stage is his."

The black-clothed leather girl smiled and said, turning around Chu Yao, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and gently patted Chu Yao's upturned butt.

Grass!

Eat Laozi tofu.

Chu Yao glared at her, and picked her up easily, as if carrying a chicken, holding it up high, feeling like a savage.

However, there was a burst of applause and cheers on the court.

Someone soon took the stage.

A tall black man, sturdy and burly figure, like a gorilla, with a dirty braid, and wearing a clown mask.

Before taking the stage, he took off his shirt directly, revealing the pectoralis major and abdominal muscles with distinct lines, and even shook his chest twice as if provocatively.

A pair of fists the size of sandbags was picked up casually and touched twice, eager to try.

There are no rules.

Nor is it polite.

He didn't even report his name, so he didn't hesitate to hit Chu Yao's chin with an extremely vicious uppercut.

The atmosphere on the court suddenly became hot.

"Charo! Fuck him!"

Someone was yelling, screaming harshly.

It is estimated that he knew him and was shouting and cheering.

Charlow?

Chu Yao searched the memory bank, but didn't have any impression. Who knows what the **** it is.

However, the power of this punch is not bad.

Regardless of power or speed, they are all extremely powerful.

In modern combat, strength and speed are important.

When this buddy shook his fist, it was not his fangs and claws that had the greatest impact on him, but the smell of sweat and the smell of antiperspirant...

Spicy eyes.

Really spicy eyes.

The indescribable taste, mixed together, is no less than a chemical lethal weapon.

So Chu Yao didn't bother to make physical contact with him.

Afraid of getting dirty.

He retreated quickly, then twisted his waist fiercely, and made a false move to the left. After inducing the other party to make a subconscious physical reaction, the body immediately rose into the air.

Get out you!

The soles of the feet go straight to the bridge of the nose, and the speed and strength are at their peak. The body has already reached 68 plus points, coupled with the mastery of combat, in terms of force value, it is like a small steel gun.

The black man named Charo was sweating profusely, his face was weighed down, his mask was broken with naked eyes, blood was coming out of his nostrils, and the corners of his mouth were cracked. On a table, a lot of things were smashed into a mess.

moment……

The field was completely quiet.

After a while, there was an even stronger cheer.

Many women on the court even waved the clothes on their hands, the clothes that could be taken out, and threw them into the ring.

This is a winner's game.

No one cares who falls and gets injured.

Worshiping the strong is the most primitive instinct.

"Charlo!"

"This is Charlo!"

"**!"

The person who just yelled was still yelling, and the surrounding waiters and staff members quickly gathered to help the injured Charo up and carefully inspected the injury.

The mask shattered completely.

Many fragments were inlaid on the face, dripping with blood.

Obviously the bridge of the nose had collapsed. This was the most serious injury. The two eyeballs were also extremely congested and red as rabbits.

As the mask was removed, more people recognized him.

Charlow!

WBC, WBA, IBF three super heavyweight champion gold belt winners, although they have not yet reached the world champion level, but they are not far away.

One rank promotion basically belongs to the same golden waist boxer like Tyson, Usik and Lopez.

But... was kicked.

The weight of the people lying down further highlights the tall and powerful people on stage, so the crowd became more and more enthusiastic.

After a few minutes.

The stall on the field was cleaned up and recovered as before. Charlo, who was already in a coma, was carried directly down and received treatment.

To a certain extent, it is discredited.

With such lessons learned, Chu Yao on the stage also stood still.

All of a sudden.

It turned out that no one came up again.

There are people with heads and faces. The so-called "fighting" competitions are nothing more than "rookie pecking" among amateur players as a small prize.

No one will really be blushing.

In this situation, all professionals are killed by a single move.

Chu Yao glanced around.

I want to say something-I am not targeting anyone, but everyone present is rubbish.

But hesitated for a moment ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and still didn't say anything.

The woman in black leather came on stage again, glamorously presented Chu Yao with a medal, and then looked at her with scorching eyes, filled with a desire.

But Chu Yao ignored her.

A very straight steel man holding the medal, jumping off the ring, strode past the crowd, like a lion patrolling the territory, making eye contact with everyone passing by.

Along the way, many women's winks were gained, even some lively and unrestrained, and took the initiative to post.

However, Chu Yao ignored them all.

Pulling away the crowd all the way, walked directly in front of the "two dwarfs".

The eyes met each other.

Calmly.

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