The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

Zhao Zihong turned a deaf ear to the noise from the outside world and concentrated on beating Jin Meina, who was screaming like a pig being slaughtered. He felt so happy at this moment.

It was not until she felt the referee pulling her hard that Zhao Zihong realized that the referee could no longer bear to watch it.

Just when Jin Meina squinted her swollen eyes and saw Zhao Zihong standing up, and thought she was saved, a fist rapidly enlarged in her dim vision.

With a "bang", Jin Mina let out a cry and immediately fell asleep on the ground.

The world is finally quiet.

The whole audience fell silent in an instant. Zhao Zihong stood up, shaking his hands. Seeing the referee with a frown on his face, he couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"Hey, it just happened. Sorry."

In just a moment, all the Koreans in the audience rioted, cursing and throwing anything they could get their hands on towards the octagonal cage.

Jin Mina's coaching team no longer cared about anything at this time, and a group of people began to attack the octagonal cage to settle the score with Zhao Zihong.

Our players have all admitted defeat and the referee has tried to stop them, but you still managed to snatch another punch. You are such a disgrace!

Not to mention how hypocritical and outraged the Koreans were, Song Tang suddenly stood up when he saw three or four people from coach Kim Mina's team breaking through the obstacles and climbing onto the octagonal cage.

"Wei Wu, Chen Xiong!"

……

Dana White ran towards Song Tang as soon as the South Koreans went berserk. He originally wanted to reassure Song Tang that their men would not let Zhao Zihong get hurt.

As a result, as soon as I ran over, I heard the young lady calling out two names, and then saw two men walking out from the group of bodyguards behind and rushing towards the octagonal cage quickly.

Although it was still unclear how skilled they were, the aura of both of them made Dana White feel uneasy.

Compared to the extremely burly Chen Xiong, Dana White felt that the other shorter man was more terrifying.

I have to say that Dana White’s years in the ring have not been in vain. He can feel people’s power very accurately.

……

There was chaos in front of the octagonal cage.

Wei Wu leaped up, kicked a man's head and flipped over the cage, and kicked a Korean who was planning to launch a sneak attack and hung him on the cage.

Zhao Zihong was currently chasing the first man who jumped into the cage and making him run around everywhere.

Suddenly there were shouts of surprise, and Chen Xiong rushed directly from the direction of coach Jin Meina's team like a reckless man.

For a moment, people and horses fell to the ground and wailed, and finally there was a loud bang and the wire mesh on one side of the octagonal cage was knocked over.

The evil spirit descended, and the originally chaotic scene suddenly became quiet.

Anyone who sees a reckless man tearing up the competition arena would be too scared to cause trouble.

Chen Xiong, who knocked over the barbed wire and rushed into the octagonal cage, grabbed a leg and threw it directly towards Jin Mina's coaching team without caring who the person was.

Even though they were smashed to the ground by the humanoid weapons this time, many Koreans only wailed and did not utter any angry curses.

All scared...

The most pitiful one is the unknown man.

He was kicked by Wei Wu and hung on the barbed wire, and then he was knocked over by Chen Xiong with the net, and then he was picked up by the leg and thrown out like a weapon. How miserable he was.

If we were to choose the most miserable male and female protagonists today, it would definitely be him and contestant Kim Mina.

Seeing that all the Koreans in the audience had become quiet and intimidated, Dana White swallowed his saliva and walked into the octagon.

"Uh, contestant Zhao Zihong, please stop for a moment."

Dana White originally planned to just smooth things over and end the matter, but Zhao Zihong was still riding on a man in the corner and punching him hard.

Zhao Zihong smiled awkwardly, quickly stood up from the man and walked to Dana White.

Kim Mina, who had woken up after the dispute and noise, was also helped by the referee to stand on the other side of Dana White.

Chen Xiong and Wei Wu left the stage when Dana White came on stage to preside over the event, but Dana White still felt a chill in his heart when he passed by them.

The eldest lady is awesome, and her bodyguards are also pretty awesome.

If any of them were put in the UFC, it would be as easy as pie for him to get a gold belt.

"Come on, someone, drag this guy down. It's not okay for him to sleep on the ring. Go home if you want to sleep."

Dana White looked at the man lying motionless on the ground with dissatisfaction.

Several men quickly came out from Coach Jin Meina's team and carefully dragged the person away. The person had been knocked unconscious by Zhao Zihong.

This person was also a member of their team. He rushed the fastest and was the first to flip into the octagonal cage to face Zhao Zihong.

"I declare that the winner of this match is contestant Zhao Zihong."

Dana White's voice was transmitted to the entire audience through the microphone, and at the same time, he raised Zhao Zihong's hand high with his other hand.

The many Korean spectators at the scene were all speechless, but they didn't dare to get angry anymore, for fear that the young lady's bodyguards would come after them.

Only a madman would provoke someone who picks up an adult and swings him around like a weapon.

The audiences around the world who were watching the live broadcast were all laughing, mainly because the scene was so funny.

The octagonal cage was in ruins, and the bloodstains all over the ground were so thick that it was hard to tell whose they were.

Dana White pretended to be indifferent, Zhao Zihong had an awkward smile on his face, and Kim Mina was beaten to a pulp, unable to even stand.

When these images are mixed together, it is really hard not to laugh.

Especially when there was chaos just now, some fierce men rushed into the battle and attacked, which made many viewers watching the live broadcast so excited that they threw the things in their hands everywhere.

This is much more exciting than a regular competition!

Today’s game was really worth watching!

……

Early the next morning, Song Tang and her friends were chatting and laughing while having breakfast at the Four Seasons Hotel when Zhou Jing walked in with a smile.

"Miss, representatives from Dana White and the Seoul City Hall, the co-organizers of yesterday's match, have arrived."

"The South Korean president's secretary is here too, as are the South Korean investors behind Kim Mina. They're all waiting outside."

As soon as yesterday's farce ended, Song Tang took everyone and Zhao Zihong out of the venue.

Whether it was Dana White or other groups, everyone watched quietly as Miss Song led her people away, and no one dared to say a word.

"Did he say anything?" Song Tang put down the spoon and wiped his mouth, asking even though he knew the answer.

The other friends who were dining with her in the restaurant all burst into laughter.

Miss Song Tang is really not suitable for acting, she doesn't look like the character at all when she pretends.

Song Tang couldn't pretend anymore and said with a smile, "Apologize, huh? Have you all finished eating?"

Everyone nodded after hearing Song Tang's words. Why bother eating? There's something interesting to watch, so even if they didn't eat well, they had to say they did.

"Okay, tell them to go to the hotel's reception room later."

Watching Zhou Jing leave with a smile, Song Tang invited everyone to go to the living room.

On the other side, everyone breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Zhou Jing's notice.

I’m afraid that if this young lady doesn’t show up, then it will be a big problem.

When they arrived at the living room door, Zhou Jing knocked on it first, pushed it open and walked in.

The many people following behind all breathed lightly and followed in step by step. When they looked up, they saw Miss Song with a half-smile on her face.

Miss Song sat lazily in the main seat in the reception room.

She was surrounded by many young people, each of them with extraordinary demeanor.

Further out, the numerous capable assistants and tough bodyguards made one's calves tremble.

This scene can be a big deal anywhere, not to mention in a small place like South Korea.