Chapter 434 I Like This Kind of Macho Man

The look of victory was even scarier, but none of them felt uncomfortable.

But they didn't like the picture on the left.

Sure enough, it is because of love, this person is probably not a good person...

"Picture on the left, picture on the left -" But the audience who admired supreme violence all liked him.

Bai Lang sneered: "If Zuo Tu loses tonight, I wonder if they will still like him so much?"

"More than that, I guess his end won't be too good either." Shang Shi also snorted.

Yes, if Zuo Tu loses, he will not end well.

I believe that the boss behind him will not let him go easily...

But he's lucky, because it's not his boss's turn to deal with him, they are going to deal with him!

Zuo Tu has no idea what his next fate will be.

He threw away the pennant and jumped onto the ring, waving his gloves and roaring like a gorilla: "Ho, ho, ho—"

"My challengers, I will entertain you well tonight! Let you know how powerful I am Zuo Tu! Roar—" Zuo Tu beat his chest hard, and his momentum was astonishing.

The audience in the audience immediately became excited again.

"Picture on the left, picture on the left——"

"Ah, Zuo Tu is so handsome! Zuo Tu, I love you -" a fat lady screamed excitedly.

Other older women also screamed in various ways, expressing their love for Zuo Tu.

It can be seen that they really like this kind of macho man...

Moyun and the others couldn't bear to look at her, and the corners of Hua Ling's mouth twitched.

For some reason, Hua Ling even imagined the scene of these women throwing themselves down in the picture on the left...

Phew, he couldn't think about it anymore. The picture was so beautiful that he didn't dare to look at it.

But this Zuo Tu is really arrogant, he is still clamoring to make his opponent look good.

Hua Ling sneered, "Tell Zhan Zhan, don't show mercy to Mr. Hua. Just beat him until he doesn't know whether his surname is left or right."

"Yes!" A bodyguard turned and walked away to convey his order.

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The host also began to let Zuo Tu draw lots to decide his first challenger.

In fact, being his first challenger was a bit of a disadvantage.

Because in the first game, Zuo Tu was very energetic, but the challenger must have been exhausted after competing two times in a row.

So the first person to play usually loses.

But things like drawing lots are inherently unfair. People who want to rely on luck to win have no real strength.

And those with real strength will win no matter what.

So no matter who is drawn, they have to be willing to play.

"The first challenger has been decided -" the host shouted excitedly on the stage.

"I hope it's the bald one!" Lin Feng said excitedly.

And sure enough, the name announced by the host was the bald one.

Lin Feng said happily: "Great, it is indeed the bald one!"

Moyun and the others actually hoped it was the bald man, because the bald man's methods seemed cruel.

His two previous opponents were both beaten miserably by him.

On the contrary, the man who called Victory clicked until he reached the point without deliberately hurting his opponent.

So in the first game, let him compete with Zuo Tu!

Just leave victory to victory!

Hua Ling also clapped her hands excitedly, "Hahaha, God helps me! We will definitely win this time!"

In another box, Lan Yue frowned slightly.

The one who was drawn in the first game was actually not Victory...

But it doesn't matter. The picture on the left shows that the more explosive you are in the Vietnam War, maybe you will lose even more miserably if you win.

Lan Yue, who was very confident in the picture on the left, stared in the direction of Hua Ling and curled her lips coldly.