There are more than 40 contestants participating in this competition. Even if the four competition venues are competing at the same time, it will take more than 3 hours to complete all competitions. The 20 contestants who advance to the next round will have to play one game (including bye), and the final quota will be changed to 12.

These 12 people are just a list of American competition areas and have to compete with players from other competition areas.

"Fifth Brother, where is the world's best final venue?"

"Every year is different. We were in New York last year, so I don't know if this year." Ye Hetu thought of Su Budong and his mask. "Don't you really don't take off this mask? Don't you feel bored?"

"It's okay." Su Budong was targeted before, so he didn't want to expose himself. This is abroad and not as safe as in China.

"It's up to you, your competition venue is Area C. The third game, you go and watch it. I'll go to the audience to sit." Seeing that Su Budong didn't mean to change his mask, Ye Hetu said he went to the audience to watch the game.

"Okay." Su Budong walked to his competition venue and watched the people on the stage play quietly in a corner, thereby observing their application of the rules.

At this time, the "Indian" White and "River" Wilson were playing on the stage. When the referee signaled the start of the game, the two of them punched each other with their fists on the stage, and their eyebrows quickly swelled below.

"This White is a descendant of the Indians, and it is said that he has killed many people." Su Budong heard a familiar voice and looked back. Isn't this the charity gambling king Bai Moxuan?

"Yes." Su Budong didn't want the other party to recognize him, so he had to nod it softly.

"Okay, Su Budong, I know it's you, stop pretending. Su Budong, you are quite talented in acting. Now your information is on the killer information list! It is said that a killer injured you and took the bounty away." Bai Moxuan pinched his nose. He thought the two people on the stage had a serious physical odor. "Oh, a rare guest." Su Budong saw that he couldn't pretend, so he opened his mouth and said, "I haven't thanked him well for the mansion he gave him last time. This time he raised his eyebrows and always felt that he didn't cheat Bai Moxuan for sorry for himself.

"What a rare guest, the spinach business here is run by my family." Bai Moxuan's eyelids twitched, and he always felt that Su Budong looked at him with bad intentions.

"Have you bet?"

"I'm going to the banker to get a yarn bet. Why? You're itchy again and want to bet with me?" Bai Moxuan glanced at Su Budong's right arm that was fixed in the plywood with plaster and said, "I would like to advise you that your opponent is the scissor hand on the 103rd killer ranking. You may not be able to beat it when you are not injured, let alone you still have injuries now. I doubt whether your head is squeezed by the door. What benefits does Hongmen give you, making you work so hard? Do you know that it is common to break your legs and arms on this platform?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp "crack" sounded, the Indian White pressed Wilson under him, twisted Wilson's thigh and broke it, and then kept hitting Wilson's head with an elbow. When the stage was covered in blood and blood, the referee stopped the game, which made people lift Wilson, who could no longer continue the game.

"Did you see it? Is it bloody? Don't participate in the competition, abstain. It's not just the only gang in Hongmen that has a qualifier in America. The red sticks from Xiangjiang and Baodao can participate, and there is also a great winning rate." Bai Moxuan induced slowly, as if he had discovered his conscience all at once, and asked Su Budong to abstain.

"We will bet another bet, and if I go on the field later, I will win or lose." Su Budong ignored Bai Moxuan. The information Bai Moxuan had was the smoke bomb he deliberately released. Of course, he was not injured, but no one else knew about this news except Ye Hetu and Gou Zuanzi.

"Will you win or lose when you go on the court?" Bai Moxuan's face looked a little ugly, and sweat kept dripping from his forehead. "Stop kidding, you won't win, how could you beat a professional killer?"

"But I'm very curious, how could there be professional killers in this kind of competition?" Su Budong still did not answer Bai Moxuan's question. He would lose more words, but instead asked. "Because the number of guard generals can be bought and sold, some professional killers who are good at physical skills know that this competition is not too dangerous, so they are willing to risk injury to participate in the competition. If they can resell the guard generals, it will be enough for their second half of their lives."

"There is such a high quota for a guard general?"

"There is naturally a reason why it is expensive." Bai Moxuan was unwilling to say more about this aspect, "If you do this, you will lose if you go up."

"Okay, what are our bets?" Su Budong was full of confidence in himself and did not think he would lose.

"Haha, what if you win, what if you spend a million dollars?"

"Okay, if I lose, I will also pay you one million US dollars." Su Budong was not afraid at all, "Anyway, the person who lost must not be me." He thought so.

Su Budong was in the second game. He moved his left hand and his right hand hung on the plaster. As soon as his unique look appeared, he attracted many attention: a contestant wearing a monkey-faced mask, wearing a martial arts uniform but hanging on the plaster appeared on the stage.

Should I say that this player is big-hearted, or is he skilled and brave?

The audience looked at the guide and found that the contestant was actually a disciple of the Hongmen. So many people had an idea in their minds: "This person must be very strong, otherwise ordinary people would have abstained from this situation, so how could they continue to participate in the competition?"

"This person is very strong, probably." Someone around Ye Hetu said to his friend.

"How did you see it?"

"You see, his pace is very steady. If he was not a person with a martial arts foundation, his pace would not be so steady. Then his every move exuded a murderous aura."

"But isn't his opponent Edward, who is the first and third in the killer ranking list? It is said that wherever his scissors touch the human body, the place of your body will be separated. This kind of expert fight should be wonderful."

"My name is Edward, please give me advice."

"Golden Dragon." Su Budong said coldly. He posed a boxing stance with one hand, and everyone was shocked because this boxing stance was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Is this the beginning of Chinese Kung Fu? What's the name?" Edward asked.

"The first set of military fist, fighting preparations: Ha!" Su Budong clenched a fist with his left hand and said with a stern look.

"Military Boxing? What kind of boxing is this?"

Shuanzi and Gou Zuo kept shaking around Ye Hetu.

Ye Hetu's face turned red with anger: "What are you trying to do with me? Military fist? Why don't you give me a set of radio gymnastics? Do you, a bastard, laugh? You are talking."

Gou Sheng said, "Brother Fifth, you know that we are all professionally trained. I have never seen any storms. How could I hold my laughter?"

"Well, unless we can't help it." Shuanzi felt so uncomfortable, "Hahahaha" came out.

"Is it that funny?" Ye Hetu asked.

"It's funny." Shuanzi held back his smile.

"Where is the joke?"
Chapter completed!