Luo Luo, who had lost the qualification to compete, walked between them with a gloomy face and his two chest muscles bulged.
"We can't let him succeed, and we can't let the tragedies of previous projects happen again."
They just want to have a good show of strength. Mu Su, this black sheep, the rat that spoils the whole pot of porridge, the urban fox and the community rat, is unreasonable, disregards the rules, and is crazy, and needs to be eliminated as soon as possible.
Positive adjectives describe how hateful Musu is and how worried they are.
"What should we do? He has bribed the referee." Shi Sheng lowered his eyebrows and looked like an honest man.
"Fight violence with violence." Luo Luo gritted his silver teeth.
"You mean..."
"He bribed the referee, and we also bribed him. As long as the money is enough..." Luo Luo interrupted her accomplice's groundless speculation and expressed her thoughts. "We have more people and more money."
"Uh... I don't have any money." Kong Xuan raised his hand, his tone was shameful and his face was magnanimous. The two conflicting expressions were vividly displayed.
"I have some..." Yue Ji, who was weak and didn't look like a shot putter, whispered, and took out several red crystals of different sizes from her pocket. There was no storage ring so she had to put it in her pocket.
Her painting style can be classified as that of Mu Su, but she doesn't look like someone who cheated to get into the finals.
“You know people, faces, but not hearts!”
Mu Su shouted in the distance.
Ignoring him, a few people gathered around each other, and they turned out to be over 2,000.
Luo Luo clutched a bunch of red crystals and came to the werewolf referee with mixed emotions. He said bravely: "We...we picked this up...is...you dropped it, right?"
Open your palm, dozens of sparkling red crystals are eye-catching.
From the side of the ground came the sneer of the follower Mu Su: "Try dropping a lot of coins for me."
He was very confident and had no fear that the werewolf chief referee would accept these coins.
What happened next was exactly as he expected. The werewolf looked at it with dark yellow eyes and shook his head: "This is not mine."
No one dislikes red crystals, but credibility is very important. The werewolf referee team will not abandon the credibility it has maintained so far for a mere two thousand red crystals.
Luo Luo was unwilling to accept it, could he just watch Mu Su win...
"Wait a moment--"
Suddenly he heard Mu Su yelling and ran over with a look of embarrassment on his face: "I dropped this. I'm really sorry. Thank you~"
As he spoke, he put the coins in his palm into his ring, leaving only a red crystal the size of a fingernail with a face value of 1.
"That is considered a thank you gift."
Mu Su returned to the werewolf without blushing and offered it to him with both hands.
"Well done." The werewolf was very satisfied. The more he looked at this guy, the more he liked it. It was a pity that he was a human. "Are you interested in joining the werewolf clan? He is much better than a skin like you..."
It patted Mu Su on the shoulder and walked further and further to the basket where the shot put was stored.
Luo Luo was stunned and speechless.
She thought Musu was nothing more than that, until she got close to him, she realized that she was too naive...this guy...is a devil!
The accomplices gathered around and heard the news.
"I see the money was accepted. Was it successful?"
"Why did Mu Su accept the money?"
"What's going on? Are you done?"
"Speak quickly, I always feel a little panicked..."
The final answer to them was not Luo Luo, but the shout of the referee not far away.
"After checking that the shot put is OK, the game continues!"
"Ouch~~~"
The wolf howl is made by Mu Su.
Two figures, one large and one small, walked back and passed by the stunned players, ignoring them.
Luo Luo breathed out softly: "What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart."
Hearing something, Mu Su couldn't help but glance sideways, and then looked away with a look of disgust.
There were faint murmurs, something inexplicable like Wu Xie, the strongest version, beating Zongzi.
The competition continued, and the second player threw the shot put fearfully. As expected, the iron ball struck the ground in a heavy arc and exploded with a bang.
Huang Jianxiang: "It's great. It's a pity that it's daytime. The effect will be better at night."
Bai Yansong nodded: "The first Olympic Games was a bit crude. It didn't even have an opening ceremony or a closing ceremony, but I believe the next one will be perfect."
The third player stepped forward and shook the shot put vigorously. He found no shaking or abnormality, and threw it out with a lucky shot——
boom!
Mud rained down.
He failed and exited, and the next player stepped forward.
The cheers were sudden and enthusiastic, mixed with some screams.
Musu appears.
He is now the most popular athlete in the first Olympic Games, a full one digit ahead of the second place. He is also the most hated player voted by players on the official website forum, and is far ahead of the second place... four
number of digits.
Musu alone supports a list.
Mu Su waved to the surrounding audience, grabbed the shot put and shook it slightly, then his expression suddenly changed.
He changed all the shot put! The one in his hand was also a bomb!
A wise man will surely make a mistake if he thinks a lot!
Seeing that Musu still didn't understand, the referee who blew the whistle looked at Musu with confusion. However, because of the relationship between the chief referee and him, he was still very friendly and didn't say anything.
Mu Su's eyes rolled around, and Mu Su's plan came to mind. No longer hesitating, he took a few steps forward and pretended to throw it with all his strength!
The shot put crossed a... pee-like parabola and hit the grass directly.
The estimator rushed over, knelt at Musu's feet and measured with a ruler.
"53.15 centimeters!"
It shouted with an ear-splitting voice.
Mu Su jumped up and cheered. The excitement was not fake, he was happy that the bomb did not explode.
If the internal pressure of the bomb is too high, it will automatically detonate. However, the pressure of a short-distance fall is not very high, so it does not detonate.
Mu Su pretended to work hard and successfully deceived everyone, making them think that Mu Su's shot put had not been changed, and they threw it one by one as if they were resigned to their fate.
In the end, Musu won the fourth championship this year.
A reporter interviewed Mu Su, but he didn't remember his appearance. He only saw that the reporter had big breasts.
The first few sentences were related to the competition, but then Mu Su brought the topic to breasts.
"What's your favorite?" the busty reporter asked.
"Big breasts!" Mu Su shouted excitedly.
"What do you like about women?" The busty reporter also secretly guided Mu Su.
"Big breasts!" Musu raised his hands.
"What do you think is the most important thing about a woman?"
The live comments were dominated by all kinds of boob responses.
Mu Su was startled for a moment, a trace of sadness flashed deep in his eyes, he held the microphone and spoke sincerely: "...it's the soul."
The unexpected turn made the live comments refresh as fast as lightning.
The interview was over, the opponent had left, and Mu Su stood alone in the middle of the field.
So boring...
I want to be the referee!
Mu Su clenched his fists, he had had enough of being manipulated by the system.
My destiny is up to me!
If heaven wants to stop me, I will go against heaven!
Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. Even so, I replaced this day!
I want this sky to no longer be able to cover my eyes, I want this earth to no longer be able to bury my heart, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, I want all these Buddhas to disappear into thin air!