Chapter 55 Su Hero

The people under the stage were dumbfounded. They had been paying attention to the big screen. The big screen gave each of the two tattooed volunteers a shot. Through the lens, the audience found that when Kan Dongzhe had stabbed a beautiful wind on the volunteers, Su Han sat still.

"It's over, that boy must lose."

"Do you still need to say this? Everyone can see it."

"What's wrong? Do you still think he can win? How is that possible?"

"The number one prodigal in the country is not good, let alone this unknown boy."

"Sister, this boy actually has the same effect as the wolf. He can't win a game! Of course, anyone here is an effect. Eat duck eggs, just to see if the scene is good or not.

While these people were talking about it, Su Han gave Kan Dongzhe a powerful blow with the steel plate in his hand, making the first tattooist in Asia, who was still invincible just now lie on the ground and cry and cry.

The audience was dumbfounded for half a minute, and suddenly there were bursts of thunderous applause. Although Guan Dongzhe had only half of the pen not been stabbed, he cut the volunteer's arm and had lost.

"That buddy named Su Han, you are really a bunker."

"What's the fart? The hero is not called Su Han, but Su Han, cold.

"Hero Su, I will be your idol in the future... Wrong, you are my idol, idol, I love you."

"It's really a bad breath, Kanto Zhe, do you think you won? Didn't you lose? It's not good. Look at you like that.

The audience felt like a long-lost smoker smoking a mouthful of Chinese smoke, and there was a stream of comfort in his bones. He was stunned, cool, and had a breath of evil anger.

Even Xiaoying, who was standing in the corridor on the second floor, shouted happily, and then stamped her feet fiercely and vented for a while. She laughed again, and the corners of her mouth were upturned like a crescent: "Alas! I have always opposed violence. Why is it that Brother Han used violence this time, but I am not disgusted at all?

Violence is really frustrating.

Kwan Dongzhe doesn't like to lose and hates losing. He doesn't have the courage to face losing. He said to the host, "Host, he fouled, do you see? I was knocked down with a steel plate, and my leg still hurts now.

It was the hip bone that hurt, and it was not easy to take off his trousers and show it to the host. Kan Dongzhe could only point to his pain and redress his grievances.

"This...this..." The host is a little hesitant. Although he does favor Guan Dongzhe, is it really good to come out at this time? Won't the whole audience eat themselves?

After frowning and thinking for a while, he still announced heavily: "Kandong Zhesheng, Su Han fouled, and the scale of the foul is still very large."

Su Han also simply turned around, stretched out his arms, and raised his arms like a leader: "Brothers, I just want to ask, how did the wanderer lose just now?"

"That's right, host, if you can't do the referee, don't do it. Hero Su's technique, Guan Dongzhe appeared in the last round. I just want to ask, why did Guan Dongzhe not foul, and Su Hero committed a foul?"

"This? This?" The host's forehead was full of cold sweat. Grandma, if he had known it, he would not have come to pick up this job. It was really too difficult. He said tremblingly, "Well, Kan Dongzhe's foul is not very serious, and Su Han's foul is more serious, serious! We have to treat it differently."

Suddenly, some sharp audience retorted, "Haha, cow, according to your logic. The lady standing on the street is a lady, and the senior lady who sells herself in the hotel is not a lady? Everyone should be treated equally."

"Mom, you said that Kan Dongzhe didn't foul in the last set, so let's forget it. This time, it's good that Hero Su fouled. People who treat differently are really a little backbone. Don't forget to turn up three generations, you are also Chinese."

"If this goes back to decades ago, it must be a traitor, Hu Hansan."

The 18th generation of the host's ancestors were severely scolded by this group of people in the fastest time. They were hateful and could only say, "In this game, Su Han did not foul. Kan Dongzhe lost because he stabbed the volunteer's arm!"

A gloom flashed in Kantozhe's eyes. He had never lost, but this time he lost to a rookie, an unknown boy, and a rookie who only used tattoo needles and tattooed three times.

How can he stand it?

Su Han squatted beside Kan Dongzhe with a smile, lowered his head, looked at his face and said, "Do you know who is mediocrity and who is a genius now? Stupid."

There are many professional tattooists in the whole venue, but only one person can proudly point to Kanto Zhe's nose and scold the fool after winning the game. How can the audience not like Su Han?

"Hero Su, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have scolded you. I won't do it in the future, even if you lose the next two games."

"I can't bet with my little *. I found that Brother Su is a person who can't figure out with common sense and take back what he said just now." The guy who just said that if Su Han wins Kanto-che, he will cut * quickly said, otherwise, his * may not be able to keep it.

"Hero Su long live."

For a while, the audience's emotions were placed on Su Han. Other things have become meaningless. At least Su Han has won. As a guy who has only learned tattoos for three days, he won the first place in Asia. This alone can become a good story that can be sung in the tattoo industry for a long time.

Guan Dongzhe's face was pale. He wanted to abuse Su Han well. Unexpectedly, he was grassed. His heart was occupied by shame and waved his hand: "Host, start the second item. I'm going to start now. I'm the first one."

He can't let the gap between the game continue to be longer. As long as there is a little time, the audience is helping Su Han and demeaning him.

"Start!" The host waved his hand.

Kwan Dongzhe carefully stared at the big screen, reacting quickly and with good eyesight, which is his specialty and arrogant.

Wo!

A set of numbers appeared on the screen.

Kwan Dongzhe's eyes shone, and the light dissipated after four seconds. Instead of waiting for the host to control the rhythm, he blurted out: "1.12.16.17.19.24..."

After reading 22 numbers, he couldn't read them out. Just now, the shame affected his mentality and his grades were slightly worse.

"Kantong's eyes are really amazing. This time he has achieved 22 numbers, and only three numbers have not been recorded." The host catered to the flattery.

The audience is also anxious. This little Japanese devil's eyesight is really good, and it is not only good, but it can even be said to be excellent. It is not an overdone of ten thousand. On the contrary, Su Han's side is probably very difficult.

"I'm afraid that Hero Su can't pass this time. Twenty-two numbers, my mother, I just saw three words clearly."

"Isn't it! Ordinary people will never remember five words.

"Wow! Is there a number on it?" A particularly weak-minded guy said cutely. He looked at it twice and thought it was a red light.

Guan Dongzhe also felt that this achievement was enough to kill Su Han in seconds, and regained the feeling of being superior. He slowly raised his chin to Su Han: "Hmm, Su Han, the rookie is always a rookie, and this scene can be proved."

"Indeed, you proved that you are getting worse and worse in this game."

"You!" Kanto Zhe found that the mouth of this rookie named Su Han was really sharp.

Okay, let you show off for a while, and see what else you can do later. Kan Dongzhe's eyes were cold and he didn't say a word.

Su Han stepped on the stage and said to the host, "Let's start."

"You have to see it clearly. Don't blame me if you miss it. That's a matter of your own level."

"Hurry up." Su Han doesn't want to talk nonsense with the host.

The host waved his hand: "Ready to start."

Su Han stood on the stage and made a move that stunned everyone - close his eyes.

Close your eyes, what do you use to see things? Isn't it obvious to admit defeat?

The audience of the whole venue sweated for Su Han.

"Wow! What's wrong with Hero Su? Close your eyes? Do you want to disarm and surrender directly?"

"Don't talk. I feel that Hero Su intends to mock Kan Dongzhe in this way."

"Yes! Anyway, I lost, but I really ignored you. Hero Su's move is a little amazing.

In fact, these people don't know at all that Su Han used the spell of the foundation period! It is difficult to use this spell before it fully reaches the foundation. Even if the energy value is close to the foundation, Su Han will not be able to use this spell for more than five minutes.

This kind of spell is "gathering".

The scattered eyes gathered, and the place Su Han used to observe at this time was not his eyes, but the top of his head.

A sentence will be recorded in some skills: "The top of the head is the confluence of the sun, the sect of a hundred veins."

As long as the magic of gathering gods, the function of eyes can appear on the top of his head, and the perception is very keen. When he is for the nine disasters to scatter immortals, this spell, combined with his skills and hidden weapons, makes his head afraid every time.

It's amazing.

Wo!

A row of red Arabic numerals were marked on the screen, but Su Han still did not open his eyes.