The strongest dung bee

Chapter 53 The Shadow of Backstab

"The first round of the competition is completed. Now please turn around and look at the big screen. When I shout to start, you will look at the big screen. There are 25 numbers on it, 0.4 seconds. Let's see how your eyesight is."

After the host finished speaking, Langke and Kanto Zhe were waiting on the platform.

During

, Guan Dongzhe turned his back to the audience and whispered with a bad smile, "Do you know! I did it on purpose just now."

"Hmm, he is not a good man who plays tricks." The wanderer was very angry.

"I just use some of the simplest ways to defeat the enemy. There are many ways to defeat the enemy. Smart people choose to take wisdom, while only stupid people choose to fight hard. This is the lesson."

The wanderer sighed secretly, "Vide." After saying that, he turned his head and disdained to associate with such an asshole.

Kan Dongzhe chattered endlessly, turned around, lowered his voice, covered the microphone, and attacked the wanderer with extremely despicable words: "Haha, guess what I just saw? A mature tattooist actually cut a person's back. It's strange that this kind of mistake that is difficult for even a novice can happen.

The wanderer looked at Kanto Zhe angrily.

Kuan Dongzhe kept saying: "Oh, I don't know if there is that tendency to violence in my heart? If it were me, if something unexpected happened, I would definitely lose the tattoo needle in my hand, instead of holding it in my hand as a sharp weapon to hurt people.

"Bastard." The anger of the prodigal can't be suppressed.

Looking at the waver's face that has begun to turn red, Guan Dongzhe continued to say, "What's wrong? Is it sad to encounter this kind of problem? Don't worry, you have created miracles. As far as I know, none of the famous masters will make such a stupid mistake.

"And these are not the main ones. More importantly, the back that was scratched by you will appear in your mind in the future. Do you think this is a very distressing thing?"

"Baikot." The Langke was like a bison with love. He didn't care how many people looked at him. He opened his arms and threw Kanto Zhehu on the ground, and his fist was about to hit him.

The host was quick-sighted, grabbed the roguer's wrist, pulled it desperately, and even threatened, "If you insist on using violence, you will be disqualified."

More than half of the audience supported the wanderers and coaxed one after another: "Let him fight, let him fight, Kan Dongzhe is the best winner."

"Are you allowed to knock on the opponent's steel plate and our people not be allowed to hit Kantozhe on the forehead? Where is there such a saying?

"Or don't compare, it's fair."

Su Han is also very disgusted with Kan Dongzhe's character. When Kan Dongzhe turned around just now, he also understood it clearly through lip reading. Obviously, this guy wants to stimulate the wanderer through some extreme words to easily win the second game. Generally speaking, this guy is simply omnisive. Here it is.

Moreover, on the surface, Kantozhe gave Su Han a cunning impression. In fact, in his heart, Su Han hates and plays all kinds of conspiracy and tricks, which shows that Kantozhe is actually a coward who dares to fight in skills and only dares to adopt crooked evil ways.

"Well, this kind of coward deserves to be the first?" Su Han spat on the ground.

"Mr. Langke, are you going to continue to start the game? If possible, we will start. If not, please come out. This is not a arena, and the enthusiasm of the audience is not prepared for Wufu." The host is smart and does not directly refute the strict words of the audience, but chooses to have a dialogue with thelang ke from the root. If you are willing, let's compete. The audience, please shut up. If you don't want to, please step down, and the audience still shut up.

The wanderer looked at the arrogant and arrogant Kan Dongzhe and was angry from his heart. He decided to show the color of the other party and pointed to the tip of the other party's nose: "Bibi! I want to defeat you with pure skills and tell everyone present that you, Kan Dongzhe, are just a false reputation.

The false reputation has passed. Guan Dongzhe's strength is indeed outstanding, but it is a manifestation of cowardice in his bones, and some are just external arrogance.

"Good! Brother Lang, I support you. You are the most man I have ever met. The tiger pattern in the waiting area put his hands close to his mouth and shouted loudly.

"That's right, Brother Lang, I support you!"

"It's against your lungs."

Many spectators under the stage screamed and cheered for the surfers.

"Since there is no objection, our second fight will officially begin!" After saying that, the host hit the iron while it was hot and the atmosphere was lively, and began the second battle, compared with his eyesight.

A cursory look at things seems to have no effect on tattooists.

But the tattooist doesn't have a good eye, and he really can't do anything.

First, when tattooing, there is no bottom picture, which cannot be engraved. You can only rely on amazing eyesight to analyze the stroke of the next stitch. A deviation may cause defects on the tattoo.

A tattoo is not a painting. Once it is wrong, it can be repeated, and people will have a piece of skin. You can't let guests change their skin and embroider it again, right?

Second, when the pattern is embroidered, the tattoo is not a stroke, but a small hole connected one after another, and finally forms a complete pattern. Once the eyesight is not good and the two holes are not connected, it will be ugly.

"In the second scene, we compared our eyesight, and Master Kantozhe came first." The host reached out to the staff in the distance and said, "Open the screen at any time."

It is fair for this fight to ask the staff to turn on the screen without communicating when to open it in advance, because no one knows when the screen will start.

Kwan Dongzhe looked at the big screen in the distance and was absorbed.

The audience on the field is also breathless. Although most people are disgusted with Kantozhe, they still don't want to destroy the wonderful fight.

Wo!

A set of numbers appeared on the huge screen, with a total of 25 Arabic numerals.

Kwan Dongzhe's eyes were as big as a cow's collar, and his eyes glowed with excitement.

Zero four seconds pass in an instant. The number on the screen seems to appear only for a moment.

Some of the reactions were not fast enough, and the spectators with insufficient eyesight did not even see any numbers clearly, but felt that a red light suddenly passed in front of them and nothing could be seen clearly.

And Kantozhe has begun to report: "3.4.7.19.26..."

Whenever Kantozhe says a number, a number will light up on the screen. When Kanto Zhe said the twenty-fifth, the number finally did not reappear on the screen.

That is to say, Kanto Zhe guessed 24 numbers in one go.

"My God, it's really awesome, although this bastard is very shameless."

"Alas! I can't help it. I have many intentions and hard methods. I really deserve to be the first tattoo master in Asia.

"I guess Brother Lang is in danger."

The audience hates Kantozhe, but they still admire his strength.

Su Han couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. This guy's strength is really strong. When he was bored a few days ago, he checked the reaction limit of people on the Internet. Now the fastest reaction speed in the world is the sniper jony.r of the CS professional team. The reaction ability of this German game sniper is amazing. 0.1 seconds!

That is to say, even if Kanto Zhe has only zero three seconds to remember these numbers, but he remembers 24 of them.

is indeed outstanding.

Kan Dongzhe was quite satisfied with his achievements. He spread out his hands and looked at the wanderer proudly: "Mr. Lang, I'm sorry, 24. You can only surpass me by remembering 25. Of course, this is an impossible task. I hope you surrender with your gun. In this way, after you lose, I am I won't humiliate you. On the contrary, I will respect your wisdom and give in.

The swinger almost left again. He looked at Guan Dongzhe angrily and waved to the host: "Let's start. I'm ready."

The host motioned to the staff again.

When the wanderer was about to turn his head to look at the big screen, suddenly Kantozhe only moved his mouth, and the speed was extremely slow.

Even if the wanderer doesn't want to see it, he can see all the meaning clearly - the master who stabbed people on his back, come on.

The irony is extremely strong.

This scene fell into Su Han's eyes, and his disgust with Guan Dongzhe has escalated to contempt. It's really shameless to use this despicable trick to win the 99 percent game. The character is really bad to a certain extent.

However, the sarcastic effect of Kan Dongzhe was very good. The wanderer's eyes could not condense. In the blurred scene in front of him, it seemed that a figure appeared, wearing a snow-white shirt and came to him. Suddenly, he tore his clothes to pieces, turned around, and said sadly, "You know What does it feel like to be stabbed?

"Ah!" The roguer's heart kept whispering, closed his eyes, knelt on the ground, and cried feebly: "Please get away from me, please get out of my mind."

Su Han closed his eyes and seemed that the prodigal had no chance to win at all. This man lost to a despicable opponent. Of course, Su Han had to admit that even if he really fought for memory, the prodigy was not an opponent of Kan Dongzhe.

"Mr. Lang, can you continue to play?"

The wanderer turned a deaf ear to the host's urging.

"Mr. Lang, can you continue to play?" The host asked four or five times in a row, and the wanderer was just like a dazed chicken without saying a word.

The host had no choice but to announce: "The game ended, and the roguer lost 2-1 to Kan Dongzhe."

The two staff members mixed the prodigal off the stage. Kanto Zhe raised his head arrogantly and said, "Haha, the master of Huaxia is vulnerable."

Unbearable, these four words hit people's hearts heavily.

Even Xiaoying, who likes Kan Dongzhe very much, waved her fist unconvincedly: "What's arrogant? There are many masters in China. What kind of idols? They are so arrogant that they will never pay attention to you again.

When everyone was in pain, a voice was like thunder across the sky: "Can you be vulnerable? Let me see how many pounds you little devil has.

Everyone's focus is on the vocal guy, who is Su Han!