1097: C1097 Tangtang Count Yourself In!

C1097 Tangtang Count Yourself In!

Falling down on the road, going to the wrong bathroom, it's nothing to be embarrassed about.

The most embarrassing thing in the world was when a girl raised her hand in excitement and wanted to make a blood pact with her, but she did not care about her.

So it turns out that my position in their eyes was just a scapegoat. They did not take me as their number one figure at all!

Zhou Shuhan's raised hand froze in the air for a moment and her face slowly turned red. Her eyes also began to become watery. Just as she was about to awkwardly withdraw her hand, The two girls who loved to punish others raised their right hands at the same time. "Tangtang, count yourself in!"

"I should have said that earlier... Alright, count me in!" Zhou Shuhan's red face immediately blossomed with a pure smile and forcefully slapped towards those hands.

With a bang, the three small hands hit together. Then, she tightly clenched it and Official Chai shook it with force. With a proud expression, he said, "Now I will be taking the blood oath. From today onwards, the two of you... Including all the women who have impure thoughts about Chu Yang, they are my, Chai Murong's, sisters. I will bear the responsibility of this phoenix head and show our strength to that evil force! "

Just when Chai Murong thought that Hua Manyu and Zhou Shuhan would shout 'good', she only saw them looking at each other. So she was very puzzled and asked in surprise, "Why didn't you say 'follow my lead'? Could it be that my words are not infectious?"

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12ed Jun. 2012, Busan Prison of K Country.

The semi-final of the final of the Olympian Fighting Competition, which made the winner quick and the loser hate each other, opened at nine o'clock in the local time.

Han Xiangdou, who had become rich overnight, stood below the stage in high spirits. His hands were behind his back, and there were two dark circles under his skin. He was seriously watching the deputy warden speak on the stage, but his mind was thinking, 'If 700,000 US dollars for one dollar, how long would that be?'

In front of Han Xiangdou and the other prison guards, there were the top four contestants today: Bakr, Li Cha, Lee Xiaomin and Chu Yang.

According to the pre-match rules, these four people would draw lots again to decide their opponents and carry out three matches.

Today, in addition to the candidate for the second place, there was also a round of three to four matches. As usual, they would divide the opponents into groups by touching beans.

Although there were twelve fewer contestants today, in one night's time, they had added dozens of rich people who had come from afar. This meant that Busan Prison was very successful in hosting this match.

Perhaps Prison had gotten a lot of benefits from yesterday, and had improved the food of all the criminals since last night. As the deputy warden spoke, the prisoners in the grass field watched. Many of them were using grass sticks to pick the shredded meat in their teeth...

Because there were a lot of new rich people today, the deputy warden patiently repeated the rules of the gambling event. After these people had no more questions, he announced the start of the draw before the competition. The two prison guards responsible for keeping accounts and collecting money immediately carried a paper box and walked to the contestant's side. As usual, they started with Bakr, who was on the leftmost side.

I will definitely be able to qualify. Even if I lose to that person from V Country who disguised himself as a pig to eat a tiger, I will still defeat my opponent in the third or fourth finals. I will definitely be able to do it!

Bakr was angry at himself in his heart. His face no longer had the relaxed expression he had when he touched the beans the day before. His hand that had reached into the box dug around for a long time before he took out a red bean. He immediately heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that my luck was not bad. Although I don't know who my opponent is yet. After all, I can first observe the strength of the player who touched the red bean.

Hopefully I can touch the red beans and avoid that guy... The second person who touched the beans, after praying in his heart for a while, also took out a bean from the box.

Maybe it was because the True Lord Rank favored the red beans, but he really did touch the red beans. Although he wasn't confident that he could defeat Bakr, compared to facing the Thai Fist expert Number 16, he was confident that he would be able to defeat Bakr. And number 7, this was the best result for him. He would rather face a human-shaped bear than fight an enemy that was stronger than him.

Since both of them had touched the same colored beans, there was no need for them to touch the beans anymore. Since there were only four beans in the box, one of the prison guards smiled at No. 16 and said, "You two, it seems that you can only choose the remaining two beans."

These two idiots thought that they would die if they met Number 7, so they were so happy. However, they did not think that anyone who met him would have a good life.

Lee Xiaomin, who had been watching Bakr and the messenger from the sidelines, saw that they were relieved of a heavy burden and made a sigh of relief. She nodded with a sneer in her heart and did not look at contestant number 7 who was standing beside her. She walked towards the ring first.

Strange, why did I smell the scent of perfume again just now? Could it be that the nose of a prisoner is more sensitive... After nodding his head to indicate 'I understand', Chu Li did not care who he was with. Thus, he looked around in confusion. However, he still did not find any particularly eye-catching girls. Thus, he shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the ring.

When the deputy warden announced the nationalities of contestant number 7 and contestant number 16 loudly to the guests with an extremely infectious voice, the bet that everyone paid the most attention to began.

Standing on the side of the ring and seeing those rich people throwing money into the boxes, Han Xiangdou's lips curled up into a mysterious smile. Occasionally, he would turn his head and see that his big brother Jin Mingxin also took out a stack of dollars. So he asked in a low voice, "Team Jin, who are you going to bet on today?"

"Of course, it's contestant number 7 who won." After Jin Mingxin said this with an unnatural expression, he immediately defended himself. "I know that as a qualified citizen of K Country, you should bet on your own people to win. But I want to throw away our nationality occasionally and focus on the fun of the competition... "

Perhaps he felt that any words that did not support the native contestants were useless, so after saying that, Jin Mingxin shut his mouth with a guilty look on his face.

"Hehe, I believe you." Han Xiangdou understood what Jin Mingxin was thinking. He let out a soft laugh and said, "Team Jin, do you believe me?"

"So what if I believe you?" Jin Mingxin looked alert. "Do you want me to bet on the local contestants' victory?"2

Maybe it was because he had won so much money yesterday and felt that the world was too beautiful, but Han Xiangdou found that there was not much hatred between him and Jin Mingxin. So he told Jin Mingxin frankly, "I am determined to bet all the money I won yesterday on No. 16! If you believe in my eyesight, you'd better learn from me!"

"What!?" After hearing Han Xiangdou say that he would bet all the money he had won yesterday on the local contestants, Jin Mingxin couldn't help but shout out in shock. Fortunately, everyone was busy placing their bets, and no one noticed his side. He quickly lowered his voice and said, "Han Xiangdou, you are not joking with me, are you? That's more than seven hundred thousand dollars. It's enough for your team to pay for ten years. You trust contestant No. 16 that much? Don't forget that Contestant Number 7's second match yesterday was... "

" I know what you're saying. Anyway, I'm betting on Contestant No. 16. As for how you choose." Han Xiangdou interrupted Jin Mingxin. He bent down and picked up a canvas bag in front of him. He weighed it up and down. "Team Jin, in fact, we don't have any deep hatred between us. Didn't we fight for the position of team leader in the past? I don't need to harm you. "

Seeing that Han Xiangdou's words did not seem to be false, Jin Mingxin took a deep breath and took out all the money he had. "Alright, I believe you this time!"

"Bet Number Seven one million!"

"Bet Number Seven five hundred thousand!"

"Bet contestant number seven for me! Remember, contestant number seven!" Such a voice almost made the two prison guards who received the money deaf.

Similarly, because the competition was about to reach its climax, those rich people took out large sums of money one after another. When millions of dollars began to bet, it did not take long for the boxes in the arms of the two prison guards to be filled up. As a result, they had no choice but to call for help from their companions.

The Prison had long expected such a one-sided situation to occur at the scene of the bets being made. Before the bet began, they had pulled Chu Yang's odds to 1: 2, and Lee Xiaomin's odds had correspondingly risen to 1: 3. Actually, everyone understood that the reason why Prison gave contestant 16 such a low odds was because of this. If the odds were too high, it would make the people of K Country lose face. But no one cared, because no one thought the number 16 would win against the unpredictable number 7.

Sigh, these poor rich people were fooled by some narrow-minded guy. They didn't even know.

What was different from these rich people betting on Contestant No. 7 was that the more than 200 prison guards in Busan Prison, with the noble resolution to support the local contestants, had more or less bet on Lee Xiaomin.

However, let's put aside the selfish intentions of these prison guards for now. (No one believes that Lee Xiaomin will win) Not to mention... With so many prison guards betting, it was even more than what the previous rich person had taken out. It was only after Han Xiangdou had placed the seven hundred thousand dollars on contestant number 16 that he barely managed to break through the one million dollar mark.

This way, Han Xiangdong immediately earned the respect of all the Koreans. At the same time, it also meant that no one was secretly operating this semifinals because the money betting on Lee Xiaomin was too little.

After a lively bet, the first and first round of the semifinals started with the ringing of the referee's ringtone.

Should I take the initiative to admit defeat and anger a bunch of rich people to death?

After the ringtone of the competition rang, Chu Yang stood where he was and lowered his head slightly to stare at the opponent's feet. In his heart, he thought, No way. If that's the case, it might cause a disturbance. If that's the case, I might very well be expelled from the arena as a 'negative competition' under their strong opposition. This will affect my plan. It seems that even if I lose, I will still lose. In case something unexpected happens.

After the bell rang, everyone looked at the stage with eager eyes. They all wanted to witness the exciting duel between the Thai Fist who had made it into the semi-final.

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