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189, Grandmaster War (17)

Why didn't the explosives on the snowy mountain explode when Dennis pressed the switch three times?

It turned out that day.

When Dennis's muscular boy group went to the snow-capped mountains to plant explosives, the clone of Jin Lin who served as the royal photographer for Jin Lin Elaine followed.

Jin Lin's clone took a look, what a guy! He saw this group of muscular men wearing white winged flying suits and burying dozens of explosives all over the snowy mountains. Together, these explosives are measured in tons.

Fortunately, Jin Lin's clone followed, otherwise everyone would have been buried in the snowy mountains in this fifth level of competition.

So, how did Jin Lin make a clone?

Of course, he took advantage of the Muscle Boy Group's withdrawal, stayed alone, dug out the bombs one by one, and took them away.

But he is not a bomb disposal expert, so what should he do?

He contacted Jin Lin himself and informed him of the situation here.

After Jin Lin learned about the situation, he did two things.

The first thing was that Jin Lin immediately contacted the Tibetan Military Headquarters, and the Military Headquarters asked Jin Lin's clone to take the bombs to a camp of the Military Headquarters in the Xiya Mountains, where bomb disposal experts helped to dismantle all the bombs.

Already.

The second thing was to have his clone Yang Youzhuang make an appointment with Tai Chi, Buddhism, and Tantra for a walk after dinner, and then Jin Lin involved everyone in his personal space, telling everyone his true identity, and the Meili Group holding this grandmaster competition

The conspiracy behind it.

Of course, everyone was quite shocked, but after seeing Jin Lin's heaven-defying methods and the testimony of the two elders of the Yang family, everyone no longer had any doubts and cooperated with his plan today.

………

At this moment, Dennis was quite confused and furious. He called the muscular boy group over and started yelling, punching and kicking them.

In addition to being aggrieved, the muscular men's team was also quite confused and confused. They didn't know why the explosives didn't explode. But now that the game was going on and they had no way to go over and check the explosives, what could they say?

at the same time.

The competition on the field continues.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle hit Yang Youzhuang hard on his back.

puff--

Yang Youzhuang spat out a large mouthful of blood and staggered back, using the Bagua stick to support the ground to prevent himself from falling.

The melon-eating crowd, while biting yak jerky, said:

"Okay, okay! As expected, melee combat without using Qi is more brutal and more exciting. Not bad, not bad."

Looking at Yang Youzhuang's condition, Tantric Moji couldn't help but twitch his expression. Is this necessary?

Alas! There is no other way! This is what Yang Youzhuang himself asked for. He has to give his mission to fight, so that it will appear real and the enemy will relax their vigilance.

That's offending! Moji raised the magic pestle and smashed it at Yang Youzhuang crazily.

But! At this critical moment, Yang Youzhuang actually advanced instead of retreating, and took the initiative to hit the magic pestle.

Bang!

The Subduing Demonic Pestle collided with Yang Youzhuang, but he risked his own injury and used the Yang family's big grab hand to suddenly snatch the Subduing Demonic Pestle from Moji's hand and at the same time throw Moji 2 meters away.

outside.

Then the situation took a turn.

Moji was confused after losing the magic pestle, but Yang Youzhuang's monstrous rain of sticks came, sweeping through thousands of troops, green willows hanging silk, rain of sticks all over the sky, etc. Moji came to greet him with each move.

In one breath, Moji had been hit with dozens of sticks, and he quickly shouted: "I surrender."

In this way, the battle ended and Yang won another victory.

Then, Mahu announced that the competition for fifth and fourth place would continue in the afternoon.

However, at this moment, Moji suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Ma Hu was stunned, what do you mean?

Moji said again: "I received dozens of sticks on my body. I have been disabled and cannot participate in the afternoon competition. Therefore, I will give up the fight and I will be ranked sixth."

Mahu was shocked and said: "Master, you have to think clearly, the sixth place has nothing, but the fifth and fourth place have 20 million and 30 million!"

The melon-eaters were also quite shocked, so someone said: "Yeah, it would be a pity to give up now."

But some people said: "My body is important. It has been beaten and disabled. It is unnecessary to go down and be beaten again."

Moji smiled slightly and replied: "Money is something external to the body. I have thought clearly about it. If my body does not allow it, I will still lose if I fight again. There is no need."

Ma Hu looked embarrassed, so he could only say: "Okay, then the afternoon competition will be between Yang Clan Yang Dingshan and Tai Chi Clan Dao Le competing for the 4th and 5th place."

But!

As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted again: "Wait a minute."

This person is Yang Dingshan. Yang Dingshan then said: "I thought about it, I definitely can't beat the Tao Le Grandmaster of Taiji Sect. Since Master Moji is willing to be ranked 6th, then I can be ranked 5th. I already have 20 million."

Very satisfied.”

When Ma Hu heard this, he was stunned.

What's going on today? Are all the contestants going against me today? Why do some people object to anything I say and don't give me any face?

But why can’t I find a reason to refute it?

Did I go out without reading the almanac? Ma Hu suddenly felt a little depressed.

I am the person in charge and the host of the scene, I can't lose my temper! Ma Hu took a deep breath, forced out a smile, and said:

"Then Grandmaster Yang, you mean that there is no need to compete for the 4th and 5th place, right?"

Yang Dingshan nodded and replied: "Yes, there is no need to compete, just give me 20 million."

Ma Hu smiled awkwardly again, turned to look at Tai Chi Sect Dao Le, and said:

"Grandmaster Daole, what do you think of Grandmaster Yang's proposal?"

Dao Le smiled and said: "Why should I have an opinion? You can get 30 million without comparing yourself to me. Of course I have no objection!"

Mahu was so angry that his whole body was almost shaking. He forced himself to take several deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and said:

"Well, I now announce that the ranking competition for the 4th, 5th, and 6th place has come out. The results of the competition have come out. The 6th place is Tantric Moji, the 5th place is Yang Dingshan of the Yang Sect, and the 4th place is Tai Chi Sect Dao Le. So, in the afternoon

We will rest where we are and go to the final competition venue tomorrow to witness the ultimate battle the day after tomorrow. It’s time to leave!”

When the melon-eaters heard this, they booed a few times and began to disperse.

At this moment, Yang Dingshan suddenly said again:

"Mr. Ma, wait a moment, everyone, wait a minute. Since it has been confirmed that I won the fifth place and Dao Le won the fourth place, shouldn't we be awarded bonuses directly now?"

When Ma Hu heard this, he could no longer suppress his anger and shouted in his donkey voice: "Yang Dingshan, what did you say? Tell me again."

Yang Dingshan said calmly: "I said I won fifth place and Daole won fourth place. Shouldn't the organizer award us bonuses on the spot?"

When Dao Le heard this, he seemed to wake up and quickly said: "It is a common practice to determine the ranking of the competition and award the prizes on the spot. You don't want to give it, so you just used a few meals to trick us into coming here to fight, right?"

When the melon-eaters heard this, it seemed that what they said was quite reasonable, and they never thought it was a big deal as a theatergoer, so they started to cheer: "Give me a bonus on the spot! Give me a bonus on the spot!"

Elaine and Yang Youzhuang, who were going to participate in the championship game, took a look and joined the camp.

Elaine said: "That's right! You have to give the bonus on the spot, otherwise what will happen if you don't give the bonus after we finish the competition the day after tomorrow!"

Yang Youzhuang also said: "If you can't give the bonus immediately after the game, what will we do? You came to us, and we don't know where you are. How can we find you to get it if you run away?"

When Jue Yuan heard this, he quickly said: "Although our Buddhist sect does not value money, we value integrity. The bonuses are given out in front of everyone on the spot. Only with everyone's testimony can it be convincing. If you can't give the 4th to the 5th place on the spot today,

The bonus has been distributed, so we won’t dare to compete in the final battle.”

Yang Youzhuang and Elaine immediately supported him and said in unison: "Yes! We won't give out bonuses to the 4th and 5th place today, so we won't compete."
Chapter completed!
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