I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2795 - 1735: Neck and Neck!

As a result, Boss Jiang was somewhat curious, could this person merely be a member of the millions of her fans around her?

"Thank you."

Li Wanrong showed a gentle smile, portraying a loving couple in front of outsiders.

"... I’ll deliver the gift to your house later."

The tough-guy styled Long Tao appeared apologetic, seemingly feeling guilty for only just finding out about this.

"Hey—there’s no need for that."

Pei Linhan immediately said, "Saying that makes it sound distant, the help you’ve given us is more than enough."

"Uncle Pei is too kind, it’s all just a small matter."

"A small matter? Then your wrist strength is quite impressive." Pei Linhan joked.

"Because I work out often."

Who says interesting souls are one in a million?

Isn’t it all like this?

"Haha."

Pei Linhan chuckled, then turned his attention to Jiang Chen, "Jiang, do you work out?"

The older the ginger, the hotter it gets.

Flawlessly avoided the risk of neglecting anyone.

Boss Jiang nodded honestly, blending into the atmosphere, "I do enjoy working out, after all, health is the foundation of revolution."

"I can tell, Mr. Jiang looks like a man of practice."

After hearing Long Tao’s comment, Pei Linhan’s eyes showed amazement, half-believing, "Really? Jiang, you know some martial arts?"

This time Boss Jiang wasn’t modest; in courting, besides material strength, what else should be showcased?

Just like the animal world.

Also strength!

Which is the most fundamental sense of security.

"Seven or eight people shouldn’t be a big problem."

"Ha."

Laughter could be heard.

It was Long Tao.

It was unlikely done on purpose, mostly involuntarily.

Seven or eight people sound easy when said, may seem not hard when heard, but try it in reality.

Anyone who’s been in a fight knows how much advantage numbers can provide, here referring to both sides having no cowards, wolves in a pack of three dare to challenge a lion.

"Jiang, you’re bragging a bit."

Old Pei spoke frankly.

"Mr. Long, how many can you take?"

Boss Jiang didn’t explain, instead asked Long Tao.

Long Tao, who appeared more like a man of practice than some others, didn’t explain his slightly rude laughter, humorously said, "Probably also seven or eight."

Although noticing the other isn’t Pei Yunxi’s admirer, someone clearly felt targeted by the other.

"Then Mr. Long is a master too."

A few elders couldn’t help but laugh.

Is this praising someone?

Clearly it’s praising oneself.

Pei Yunxi’s face was calm, knowing this guy was setting a trap again. As expected, Long Tao soon responded, "Heroes flood across like fish in the river, how dare I claim mastery."

Hmph.

Turns out to be a person of the Jianghu.

Boss Jiang suddenly became serious, asking, "Mr. Long, do you know Miss Lan Peizhi?"

Long Tao’s face suddenly changed, suspiciously staring at the other, "Mr. Jiang, what do you mean?"

In Shen Zhou, especially in the Yangtze River Delta region, if a person of Jianghu hasn’t heard the name Blood Guanyin, then what’s the point of mingling?

"I’ve crossed paths with Miss Lan, it was a draw."

The Pei family was undoubtedly puzzled, Pei Yunxi’s expression became increasingly serene.

Long Tao remained silent, had it not been for the Pei family present, he might have slammed the table.

This is no joke.

This is treating him like a fool just to mock.

"Is that so."

Long Tao’s mouth pulled into a no longer calm curve, "I’ve never crossed paths with Miss Lan, perhaps I’ll have the chance to spar with Mr. Jiang?"

See!

Fell for it.

Boss Jiang is indeed a master, he was clearly hiding his true strength, how was it merely a draw? He clearly patted Lan Peizhi on the rear and then retreated whole—definitely an advantage.

The Pei family was perplexed.

How did it suddenly turn to a fight?