Chapter 1617

1617 give you ten minutes!

On the 9th, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a beautiful little girl with blond hair shouting with a horn over there.

"As a hero, you must speak politely! Call me a master!"

The horn amplifier made a loud sound, with a harsh sound, which provoked the security guard to run over and take away the girl's tools.

On the 9th, he coughed twice and changed his way.

"Master, continue."

Li Fan looked dumbfounded in the contestant's seat, lying in the slot. Is this the number nine he knew?

Now this number nine is not domineering at all. Well, the whole thing is tracheitis? It's too late. At least it's a man cloned with his own gene. How can he be tracheitis? You should be as domineering as yourself, and let women obey you? Look at me, Li Fan. When did you hear of women playing tricks?

"Li Fan, if you and I fight later, you must try your best. Don't be merciful, do you hear me?"

Li Fanzheng was filled with righteous indignation, and suddenly received Murong Ying's voice message on wechat.

"Yes..."

Li Fan responded obediently.

The game is still going on. Although the 9th is provocative, master yuxu is in a high mood and will not be caught.

"Amitabha, benefactor, your body is strong, just like becoming a Buddha and a saint. I admire you."

"Whatever Buddha or saint is bullshit."

No. 9 said, "I'm enough to help all living beings."

Because the contestants have microphones on them, their words can be heard clearly by everyone in the audience. Therefore, the words of the 9th made fans scream again, one by one extremely excited.

"Amitabha, benefactor, there is no Buddha in your heart. It is either great good or great evil."

"What is good? What is evil?"

On the 9th, he said, "I once saw a drug lord who killed countless people. In order to save his old mother, he can sacrifice his organs, even if he loses his life. Do you think such a person is good or evil?"

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. Since he has the intention to repent, it is goodness."

"But in order to find out the remaining useful organs, he caught hundreds of illegal immigrants and threw them one by one. Is this good or evil?"

“……”

Even Yu Xu was speechless for a moment.

"In China, a man named Han Feizi said that human nature is evil, so people can't weigh good and evil, but can only use it to restrict!"

No. 9 shouted, "those who break the law will be punished. Even small evils can't be let go! Some people are good at exploiting the loopholes of the law. After all, the law is dead. But I'm alive, I'm No. 9, and I'm also a Punisher."

Li Fan thought, how did the ninth speak in a set. Did the female journalist named Windsor teach him this story?

The host also said at this time, "there seems to be some truth in the discussion of law with the master on the 9th. China is also a country governed by law, but the law should be implemented by the law enforcement department, and justice cannot be advertised by one person."

The host's words did not get the approval of most people, but what he said was the most basic truth.

In this place, the individual cannot be greater than the law. Even national heroes like Li fan are also subject to restrictions. This is different from the 9th. He is in the United States, where the people are pursuing heroes and freedom.

Everyone naturally has his own values in his heart. In other words, he has his own god Buddha. Master Yu Xu didn't look at it either. He didn't argue with No. 9, but continued to display his thousand Buddha palm and fight with No. 9.

No. 9 still held his arm like an iron man, letting the old monk's Iron Palm fall on him constantly.

Bang bang!

The explosion continued to sound, and the powerful Qi exploded from number nine, impacting around. However, no matter how yuxu attacked, No. 9 was intact, as if it was not hurt at all.

"Amitabha..."

The old monk finally saw a clue and couldn't help sighing.

"I'm not your opponent, I admit defeat."

The abbot of Shaolin, the leader of Wulin, conceded defeat after a few moves! People around were shocked, but those who won on the 9th laughed in succession.

"Look, No. 9 is still the strongest!"

The boss of the world bank nodded with satisfaction, "the actuary before me must be crazy. If I follow his plan, I will definitely lose money!"

"Chinese people can't trust me, so I can make you countless money."

The German actuary said confidently that in his prediction result, No. 9 and the white tiger will meet in the final, and the person who can win will be No. 9!

But as a roulette, there must be a way, otherwise everyone is optimistic about number nine, all bet on number nine, and they will lose miserably. Therefore, for such competitions, they usually use time points as a way to increase the fun of gambling.

For example, when the ninth defeated the white tiger, they offered a bet of ten. What does this make ten mean? It means that the ninth must defeat the white tiger within ten minutes before he can be regarded as winning. If you don't win within ten minutes, the white tiger will win. In this way, someone will bet on the gambling disc of the white tiger.

And this time, the winner of No. 9 is let seven. After all, master yuxu, the abbot of Shaolin, is the leader of Wulin in China, and his strength has also been recognized. So the bet is to beat master yuxu in seven minutes on the 9th. Many people think, why is Yu Xu also a master? Shaolin has always been the strongest sect in China, right? Isn't there a saying that calls the world's martial arts out of Shaolin? There used to be a Shaolin Temple movie that was popular all over the world!

So a lot of money was spent on Yu Xu. Seven minutes, isn't the abbot of Shaolin someone like a golden bell jar and an iron cloth shirt? Can he always stick to it? Who would have thought that he would admit defeat in two minutes!

When a large amount of money entered the bank, the boss was happy, and many gamblers fainted on the roof.

"No. 9 is a well deserved hero of the United States emperor. He defeated master yuxu, the leading martial artist in China."

The host is also building momentum for number nine for the super hot atmosphere.

"Many people on the court are still shouting the name of No. 9. I don't know whether the Chinese masters who confront him can pull back the situation in the next battle?"

Li Fan sat in the contestant's seat and was also deep in thought. The strength of No. 9 seems to be much stronger. At least it's much better than the last time he went to Lijia island to find his own separation. Sure enough, comrades with their own genes are strong and reasonable!

"The list of the fourth round is also out. It's Li Yun from the Chinese Yingwu gate, who is fighting our black boxing champion, Parson!"

The crowd cheered again, and their information appeared on the big screen.

At this time, the bank also began to operate. According to the actuary's calculation, the boss gave them a gambling disc.

Bo Sen wins Li Yun, let three!