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Just hang up if you can't play, it's Zhang Xiaojian's consistent style of playing stand-alone games.

Real life is not a stand-alone game, but since there are problems... I'm sorry if I don't open it.

The transparent system panel appeared in front of him, Zhang Xiaojian had enough points, but it was impossible to directly redeem a power fruit, and eat while competing with Rick...

So his only choice is to use the fastest speed to find the attribute column of the wrist-wrestling in the list of sports competitions.

Then through the skill book, the wrist-wrestling technique was added to the full value.

This is naked cheating. Rick thought he was not far from victory. He had already seen Zhang Xiaojian's thin arms start to tremble, but he didn't know why, Zhang Xiaojian, who was nearly exhausted, gritted his teeth, and a vein burst out of his forehead. , I don't know where the power came from, it turned out to be a point or two stronger than before.

In the sport of wrist-wrestling, if you talk about technique, it is the technique of exerting strength.

After Zhang Xiaojian's skills are at full value, he can not only adjust his power through his waist and abdomen, but also draw on his strength through his legs.

The power of the whole body was gathered in his hand, the blood vessels on his arm bulged high, Zhang Xiaojian blushed with a desperate throw, let out a low roar, and carried out the final explosion.

The sudden exertion of force really caught the exhausted Rick off guard.

In the eyes of everyone's pupils slightly enlarged, Zhang Xiaojian's small hand shook his big hand, and buckled it back.

Pain appeared in Rick's expression, and all his five senses gathered together.

A drop of sweat slid down his forehead, teetering on the tip of his nose.

And when the drop of sweat finally fell, his big hand also fell.

"Boom~!" A loud bang resounded through everyone's ears.

Rick received his falling sweat in the palm of his hand, and everyone screamed in exclamation, looking at the picture in disbelief.

Because... Rick actually lost.

After the outcome was settled, Zhang Xiaojian and him both began to gasp quickly. In the environment where the needle was dropped, their complexions gradually returned to normal, and their breathing gradually slowed down.

However, it seems unable to accept reality, and no one among the young people speaks.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at some of his unstoppable shaking hands, thinking that this million is really hard to earn.

But it's good if he wins. He grinned and said to Rick, "What kind of monster are you!"

At this moment, the young people standing around looked at him and asked Qi Qi: "What kind of monster are you?"

Zhang Xiaojian spread his hands with a helpless expression, he wanted to say that in fact he was a gangster.

But Rick isn't... he almost beat his own threat. Isn't this a monster?

But he has his reason, and young people also have the reason of young people.

Rick is a leader in the strength of the two-story building, and even ranked among the best in the country. He was actually lost to the thin and weak young man in front of him. This is incredible.

The fat man couldn't help asking: "Brother, you didn't release the water, right?"

Rick spread out his hand, and now his thumb and index finger are still a little pale because of the fight with Zhang Xiaojian.

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The news of Zhang Xiaojian's victory over Rick only began to spread within a small area on the second floor.

Zhang Xiaojian and his party did not continue to stay on the second floor, but returned to the hall on the first floor, because the dance party was about to begin and the speech was not far away. That was their purpose here this time.

Seeing the feasting, suits and high heels, beauty and red wine in front of him, Zhang Xiaojian felt that he was in another world.

Liu Mei did not continue to drink, did not continue to chat with friends, but instead looked at the manuscript on the phone and sat on the sofa for the last preview.

Zhang Xiaojian sat down with Ye Mozhu and Zheng Jiakai, and Luo Yu asked, "How's your playing?"

"I now feel like a world away. I sincerely feel like a mentally handicapped person. A good banquet is not a good way to attend. I went to the second floor... actually played with my wrists."

"You also won more than two million." Ye Mozhu reminded.

Luo Yu knows that all kinds of games on the second floor play lottery. Although more than 200 sounds a lot, it is actually the money for a car.

For children from wealthy families, a luxury car worth more than two million yuan is actually equivalent to a toy car worth more than two hundred yuan from ordinary people.

It was also at this time that the lights in the venue dimmed and the ball time had come.

Many men sent invitations to the beautiful women around them, and then stepped onto the dance floor hand in hand.

Zhang Xiaojian felt a little tired. He glanced at Ye Mozhu and said, "Let's take a rest first."

Ye Mozhu nodded, and found a bottle of mineral water from nowhere, poured it into a new cup, and handed it to Zhang Xiaojian: "We don't know how to jump anyway, so we won't be ashamed of going down."

Ren Yao shook the red wine and smiled: "Didn't you practice for some days?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a handsome middle-aged man with a dark red bow tie and his head split up at the table side.

Ren Yao stood tall, thinking that someone invited her to dance.

Unexpectedly, the man actually said to Ye Mozhu, "Miss, do you have the honor to be your dancing partner?"

As he said, he stretched out a slender right hand that looked like a piano, with a gentlemanly manner.

Zhang Xiaojian: "..."

Ye Mozhu smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I have a dancing partner." He gave Zhang Xiaojian a sweet look.

The man was not annoyed, but he showed a pity on his expression, smiled slightly, and stepped back.

He just stepped back, and within two minutes, another young man in a white shirt followed him and said, "Miss Mo Zhu, may I be your dancing partner?"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at it, isn't this the big back head next to Zhao Tian? This is when he asked Ye Mozhu's name and chased it out so quickly, he was about to scold him.

Ye Mozhu waved his hand: "Sorry, I only dance with my boyfriend."

Big Back Head shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to withdraw.

Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

There are too many people on the table, and some things are not easy to say. Zhang Xiaojian pretended to be nonchalant and took out his mobile phone and sent Ye Mozhu a micro channel: "The answer is very good."

Ye Mozhu made an arrogant expression: "Look at your careful eye."

Zhang Xiaojian: "Hey, oh, yes, I have something to ask you, that..."

Before Ye Mozhu could finish reading the news, a man with a confident smile, handsome facial features, and a mustache, appeared to be in his early thirties and came to the table.

When Ren Yao saw that he was an acquaintance, he asked, "Don't tell me, Mr. Deng, you also came to invite Mo Zhu?"

"Girl, is your name Mo Zhu? It's a good name. Are you lucky enough to be your dancing partner?"

Ye Mozhu had to say again: "Sorry, I only dance with my boyfriend."

President Deng looked at Zhang Xiaojian: "Boyfriend? Then it seems that your boyfriend is really not very atmospheric."

Ye Mozhu shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with him, but I'm a conservative person and I can't adapt to dancing with strangers."

The person called President Deng withdrew his gaze from looking at Zhang Xiaojian, smiled and retreated with great grace.

Hearing Ye Mozhu's words, Ren Yao said, "In fact, it's not necessary, isn't it just making friends here, and ballroom dancing is just touching hands."

"Mr. Ren, I have to hug my waist... I am very conservative."

"Alright, conservative girl." Ren Yao smiled and looked at the dance floor with red wine.

Ye Mozhu turned on the phone at this time and looked at the WeChat that Zhang Xiaojian had sent before she hadn't finished reading..

——I have something to ask you. In Jiangcheng, you said you bought clothes with me. What clothes did you buy?

The conservative girl Ye Mozhu replied-you have everything you want.