Based on my understanding of these three old guys, they definitely don’t have the courage to fight me.

I'm going to bed. If Hong Shenglian comes to see someone off later, he doesn't have to call me and just pull the bastard out of the water.

Oh shit!

I spent millions on that guy Ruan Feng, so I asked other directors of the League of Legends to help me speak and gave Ruan Feng a double flower red stick. This time I lost a lot.

That Vietnamese boy was also a waste. He was beaten to death before the first round had passed on the ring.

If you don’t have the ability, you will fucking harsh words!"

Luo Rong cursed, but Yaohui was taciturn and just nodded and said, "I understand, boss."

"Leave it to you, I'll be relieved."

After patting Yaohui's shoulder, Luo Rong went back to his office to go to bed.

His office in Fulong Building was extremely luxuriously decorated, with a large bedroom behind it.

Yaohui closed the door and did not continue to punch, but just untied the sandbag that was bleeding drop by drop.
Chapter completed!