Chapter 492 I don’t treat you as a human being at all

Sima Jiannan was wearing a cloak, sitting in front of the coffee table, gently wiping his long sword.

"Any news? Who am I fighting?"

The subordinate pushed up his glasses: "The second eldest son of the Chen family, Chen Sanjin, and the Sun family's Sun Hu, who is known as the tiger who goes down the mountain."

Sima Jiannan smiled.

"What do you think?"

"Sun Hu is very strong, but he will definitely not be Chen Sanjin's opponent. Therefore, there is a high probability that he will join forces with you. We can first kill Chen Sanjin with Sun Hu, and then destroy Sun Hu."

Sima Jiannan smiled: "No, I want to kill Sun Hu with Chen Sanjin."

"Huh?" The subordinate was surprised, but soon showed a calm smile: "You are going to defeat Chen Sanjin alone in front of everyone."

"That's right!" Sima Jiannan threw the sword in his hand violently and inserted it directly into the scabbard.

He stood up and stared at his subordinates: "Chen Sanjin is arrogant and arrogant, and the strength he showed today is terrifying! Everyone was frightened by the three brothers of the Chen family, hahahaha!"

The subordinates also laughed: "Yes, their cards were revealed too early, and now the three brothers are the most popular. But the young master must also be careful. Chen Sanjin's Qi is very weird. Compared with ordinary people, his The energy is really strong. You need to be prepared when you fight him."

"He's just a mortal. Listen to his name, Chen Sanjin. Hehe, he looks like a pork seller."

Sima Jiannan sighed: "Tomorrow, I will no longer hide my strength. I will let everyone see clearly who is the king of this arena!"

……

Ma Bucun was shirtless, with a towel covering his head. The tendons all over his body were soaked with sweat and reflected the light.

He exhaled a breath and opened his eyes: "Who should I fight tomorrow?"

"Unfortunately, one of them is Chen Santan, the reckless man today."

Ma Bucun smiled: "That's great."

"Okay?"

"I don't like small fish and shrimps. Chen Santan is my rival. Where is the other one?"

"It's Lang Jianyu."

"Oh? It's a bit troublesome."

"It's not Li Chengze or Zhan Bo, which is already good."

"Ah."

Ma Bucun stood up and pulled on a coat: "Let's go visit Chen Santan."

"Do you want to win him over in advance?"

"Well." Ma Bucun put on his suit and tie, and straightened his clothes in front of the mirror: "No matter what the outcome of this time is, the Chen family is famous. The three sons are all top four middle schools, haha , it’s always good to make some friends, maybe you can be hired under your command in the future.”

……

Chen Santan, our great hero, Zhao Ritian, is eating.

There was always roasted suckling pig on the table, with several side dishes beside it, and he enjoyed it very much.

Someone knocked on the door, and he shouted, "Come in!"

Ma Bucun opened the door and walked in.

Zhao Ritian said: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Did you bring the oil saucer?"

Ma Bucun coughed and said, "Hello, Brother Chen Santan, my name is Ma Bucun."

"Ma Bucun?" Zhao Ritian was stunned, his face and hands were covered with oil, and he remained still: "Did you bring the oil dish with you?"

Ma Bucun cursed in his mind: Big fool.

"I mean, my name is Ma Bucun, not a waiter. I am your battle partner tomorrow."

"Ah!" Zhao Ritian suddenly realized: "Then do you have an oil saucer?"

Ma Bucun got angry: "I'm Ma Bucun, not a waiter, I don't have an oil dish! What else do you know besides eating?"

"Why are you so anxious? Have you eaten? Let's eat something together?"

Ma Bucun waved his hand: "You're welcome, I've eaten."

"Oh, can you help me get an oil dish?"

Ma Bucun looked at Zhao Ritian: "Can't you just take a bite without the oil dish?"

Zhao Ritian sighed: "Oh, okay. By the way, what is your name?"

"My name is Ma Bucun! Ma Bucun! Ma! Bu! Cun!"

"Oops, it's so hard to remember the name." Zhao Ritian got up and dialed the room service number: "Way! Where is the oil dish I asked for? Oil dish! Yes, yes, it will take a long time! It hasn't been delivered yet! Hurry up and wait a minute. All the suckling pigs have been eaten!”

Ma Bucun took out his handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose: "Can we chat for a while?"

"Can't you see?" Zhao Ritian said: "I don't have an oil saucer either!"

"Can we forget about the oil dish first?!"

"The waiter just forgot about me, and you forgot about it too. If I forget about it too, who can remember the oil dish!?"

Ma Bucun suppressed his anger: "Tomorrow is our battle. How about we join forces?"

Zhao Ritian glanced at him and smiled: "Joining forces?"

"Yes, let's deal with Lang Jianyu together."

Zhao Ritian said: "Do we need to join forces to beat him? Tomorrow you stand next to me and I will fuck him to death and then I will fuck you."

The veins on Mabu Cunqi's forehead bulged:

"It's just a game. I just want to make friends with Three Ton Brothers."

"Ah!" Zhao Ritian laughed: "I thought you were here to deliver the oil dish, no, I thought you were here to provoke and cause trouble. I was just thinking that this suckling pig can't be let down. Now I will suffer a loss if I fight with you, haha. Haha! No problem, no problem, I like making friends!”

"You are a very nice person. In this way, I will beat you lightly tomorrow until I hit you. Then, you will be wiser and you will almost give up. Do you really not want to take a bite?"

Ma Bucun really wanted to rush over and kill this second stroke with the roasted suckling pig.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Ritian was very excited: "The oil dish is here!"

Lang Jianyu opened the door and walked in: "Hey, Brother Ma is here too, hahaha! It seems like Brother Three Ton's place is very lively!"

Ma Bucun said with a smile: "Tomorrow will be a gentleman's dispute between the three of us. Let's say hello in advance so as not to hurt the harmony later."

"Oh, of course, of course. I also thought about visiting Brother Ma after visiting Brother Three Ton."

Lang Jianyu said: "Brother Ritian, Jianyu is so polite."

Zhao Ritian asked him: "Did you bring the oil saucer?"

Ma Bucun slapped himself on the forehead, thinking to himself, this man didn't listen to a word he said, and he was still thinking about his oil dish.

Lang Jianyu didn't understand: "Oil dish? What oil dish?"

"For the dipping sauce, add shredded ginger, minced green onion and coriander, add some chicken essence and white sugar. After mixing well, use a knife to cut off the suckling pig, slice it thinly, and eat it with dipping. Hey! Forget it! Didn't you bring it with you? "

"I do not have it."

Zhao Ritian was unhappy: "No...what kind of service attitude do you have!? Huh!? I've been asking for an oil dish for a long time. I didn't bring one when I came. I didn't bring another when I came. Why did you come to my place if you didn't bring an oil dish?" !?"

Lang Jianyu went to see Ma Bucun, who shook his head helplessly.

"Ah..." Lang Jianyu forced a smile: "Brother Zhao, you misunderstood, I am not a waiter."

"You're not a waiter either!?"

"Yes, I am Lang Jianyu, your opponent tomorrow."

"Oh oh oh!" Zhao Ritian said, "I'm sorry, I admit my mistake. I think your behavior is too much like that of a waiter."

Lang Jianyu couldn't hold back his anger, but when he thought of offending Zhao Ritian here, the two of them would naturally form an alliance, and he would be defeated tomorrow.

He had no choice but to smile: "It doesn't matter, Brother Ritian has a good appetite!"

"It's not bad, I haven't eaten much recently. Is there an oil dish in your room?"

Lang Jianyu tried to keep calm: "No."

"Oh, what a pity. Oh, do you have anything to do with me?"

Lang Jianyu hurriedly said: "Oh, isn't this? Tomorrow is the arena match between the three of us. Come 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 will do it. Traveling around the world, 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, it would be baseless, ridiculous and untrustworthy for you to laugh at anyone.

"You really don't want to...eat something together?"

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

Ma Bucun rolled his eyes: "Brother Ritian, what do you think about tomorrow's battle?"

Zhao Ritian smiled and said: "Hey, what's the matter? Just try your best to fight well. I'm a person whose ideas are not complicated and don't have so many twists and turns. I basically leave things to think about tomorrow, but now I'm only concerned about this Can you understand that a roasted suckling pig has no oil dish and no soul? Do you understand how I feel? Just..."

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

Lang Jianyu was also gritting his teeth: "Yes, yes! Let them deliver it quickly!"

Ma Bucun said: "We are going crazy with 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 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 already 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 put his big hand on Ma Bucun's high-end suit: "Be careful tomorrow, I sometimes hit hard, don't hold grudges, brother."

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

Zhao Ritian shook hands with them one by one: "Good brothers! Good brothers!"

Both of them had oil on their hands and were half angry to death.

Walking out and 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 shot to death. In fact, I want to shoot him to death right now."

"No, 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, looking straight and steady.

He said to the phone: "You 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. .”

At this time, Sima Jiannan pulled out his chair and sat opposite Long Aotian with a smile on his face.