Lang Jianyu hurriedly said, "Oh, isn't this? Tomorrow is the arena match between the three of us. I came here in advance to say hello today. We are competing. It doesn't matter whether we win or lose. The most important thing is not to hurt the harmony. From now on, everyone must walk.

In the world of martial arts, it is impossible to become mortal enemies just because of a game."

Zhao Ritian clapped his hands, "That's right! That Pang Meng is a big idiot. Seriously, I have never seen him so stupid!"

Lang Jianyu and Ma Bucun looked at each other and said to themselves that in terms of IQ, if you laugh at anyone, you will be wrong.

It is baseless, ridiculous and unbelievable.

"You guys really don't...eat something together?"

The two people quickly said politely, "No, no, you eat, you eat."

Ma Bucun rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Three Ton, what do you think of tomorrow's battle?"

Zhao Ritian smiled and said, "Hey, what's the matter? Just try your best to fight well. My thoughts are not complicated and there are not so many twists and turns. I basically leave tomorrow's things to think about tomorrow, but now I'm just concerned about this.

Roast suckling pig, there is no oil dish, there is no soul, can you understand? Do you understand my feelings? Just..."

Ma Bucun rushed to the landline and dialed the service number, "Oil, oil, oil, oil!"

Lang Jianyu also gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, yes! Let them deliver it quickly!"

Ma Bucun said, "We are going crazy because of the oil dish! Can you send it quickly!? He wants an oil dish, is it that difficult?!"

The oil dish has arrived.

Zhao Ritian was very happy, "You guys are friends enough."

Ma Bucun and Lang Jianyu looked at each other, and there was a tacit understanding in their hearts.

This grandson is not suitable for joining forces.

Zhao Ritian walked up to them, "Don't worry, I understand what you mean. Tomorrow, I will try to be gentler. I will beat you first... um..."

Zhao Ritian moved his hand back and forth between the two people, and finally pointed at Lang Jianyu, "It's you!"

"I?"

"Yes! I'll beat you first, make you useless, and then beat him."

Zhao Ritian's powerful hand grabbed Ma Bucun's high-end suit and said, "Be careful tomorrow. I can be very aggressive sometimes. Don't hold grudges, brother."

Ma Bucun looked at his suit, feeling extremely depressed. He forced out a smile and said, "See you tomorrow."

Zhao Ritian shook hands with them one by one, "Good brother! Good brother!"

Both of their hands were covered in oil and they were half angry to death.

Walking out, standing at the door, the two looked at each other.

"It's just...he doesn't treat us as human beings at all, does he?" Lang Jianyu asked.

Ma Bucun nodded, "We will join forces tomorrow to kill him."

"He must be beaten to death. In fact, I want to beat him to death right now."

"Don't, hold it back! Let him be crazy until tomorrow."

…

Long Aotian was dining in the restaurant at this time.

He was sitting alone in a corner, keeping his balance and not squinting.

He said to the phone, "You guys should set off immediately. It's best to get here tonight. But don't come to me yet. Be ready to respond nearby. After getting the Tianmen Pill, someone may still cause trouble. Hmm, okay."

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Chapter completed!