What they fight for is to attract everyone's attention this Lent and let others remember their organization, so these guys work very hard. Sometimes they will go head-on even if they know they are going to die. This is the most dangerous thing in Lent. Many people think that wonderful programs are just so-called 'performances', but they don't know that not many of these performers can really survive after the performance.
Waves of exclamations erupted from the crowd. A large circle with three or four floors inside and outside surrounded a stage that didn't look too small but wasn't very big either. There were about ten people on each side, one side standing on the other side. It was obvious that these guys were not monks from the Temple of the Reclining Buddha, let alone folk entertainers, but two gangs of members of a murderous organization that did not blink an eye. The people on the stage were all tall and thick, extremely shocking and glaring.
Shen Sanquan could not stop Xiao Shi and Lin Keren from watching the fun, and was pulled in by them. However, the old monk Tupalu, who has status, status and is more cultivated, would not be like them. Knowledge, plus the big stage of Lent is about to begin, Tuparu and the abbot of the Temple of the Reclining Buddha also have to go up and have a few words. I heard Tuparu say this morning that his junior brother Bolaritga will also bring his young apprentice. When Tony Jia came, he just didn’t know if the mysterious crow would appear. Shen Sanquan knew that it was impossible to stay with Tupalu all the time. Lent had become so big this time, and every person in the entire square The place is full of people, and various performances are happening one after another. Can seven or eight people really stay in one place? It's impossible even if you think about it. Even if he can sit still, I'm afraid Xiao Shi and Lin Keren can't. In protest, Xiao Dao seemed to have joined their battle group now. The three little guys were running around, and Shen Sanquan could only follow them, praying in his heart that nothing would happen.
The performance finally started. Amidst the shouts of a group of people who didn't know whether they were Thais or Burmese, a strong man in the red turban camp slowly walked out, looked at the pile of green bricks in front of him, and violently picked up a piece. He slapped himself on the head, and the green bricks immediately fell into pieces. The guy wearing a black turban on the other side did not dare to show weakness and sent one person to join the fight, using the strength of his head to compete with the green bricks. It was very sparse. It was a normal performance, but these two guys were doing it one after another without stopping at all. From the beginning of the bricks breaking, to the later stage, the head was cracked. Someone has studied it and found that the human head is indeed stronger than the bricks. Quite a few, but if you hit your head with a green brick like this, no matter how hard it is, it will collapse. There are enough green bricks in front of the two people, which totals about a hundred yuan. Do they really want to keep banging like this? die?
Not only Xiao Shi and Lin Keren screamed like madmen, but Shen Sanquan was also slowly attracted in, so much so that he couldn't help but ask in his heart, is this damn thing real? Are these people really desperate and not afraid of death?
The guy with the red turban first started bleeding from his head and his face was stained red. Then his movements slowly slowed down, but he still had a ferocious cheek and blood-red eyes as he picked up one brick after another and closed his eyes fiercely. He hit it on the head, and with a 'pop' sound, the green bricks fell into pieces, but this guy's head was full of ash mixed with blood, and it flowed out again.
Thirty-four yuan. Shen Sanquan deliberately counted it. This guy only started to bleed at the twenty-fifth yuan. He must have received special 'training' in order to show off his 'style' during this Lent. .
The guy in the black turban had also begun to bleed. He had just reached twenty-eight yuan, but as soon as he started to bleed, his movements sped up. Soon, seven blue bricks bloomed on his head, and the two guys finally When the same amount was reached, they all slowly picked up the thirty-fifth blue brick with trembling hands. Shen Sanquan looked at it carefully. Although the guy in the red turban moved slowly except for the blood, he could tell that he He can still hold on, but the guy in the black turban probably doesn't have that kind of physical strength. Although he bleeds on the twenty-eighth block, he moves faster the further back he goes. I'm afraid it's not a good sign, and It is a mentality of fearing that you will lose and try again before you completely pass out.
‘Bang’, the red scarf hit his head, bricks shattered and blood flowed, and he stood on the spot with his whole face covered in blood and flesh.
‘Pa’, the black turban hit his head, bricks shattered and blood flowed. After shaking for a few times, he fell to the ground.
Win or lose is immediately apparent.
The losing party and the winning party were carried down at the same time. Although the red turban won, it is estimated that after the injury is healed, it will never be able to get up.
At this time, Shen Sanquan was surprised to hear that during the Lent Festival a few years ago, a guy broke fifty-six bricks at once. No one had ever broken this record. In previous Lent Festivals, five bricks were placed in front of them. Ten bricks, because no one believed that anyone could withstand being hit on the head by fifty bricks without falling down. Since that guy appeared, it was later changed to one hundred bricks. It was euphemistically called, and it also improved the sport. It reached a new level and set a record. On that day, the organization that the guy who smashed fifty-six bricks belonged to successfully attracted many people and made a huge contribution to the construction of its organization. And that guy later It has also been reused. This is life, the opportunity and future that are obtained by fighting for life.
Seeing the two people being carried off, Xiao Shi was so surprised. In Yuncheng, he, a young monk, could be considered a person who did not want his life, but compared with the two brothers on the stage, he was nothing. Already.
Shen Sanquan finally saw the cruelty of the Golden Triangle again. Using this method to win other people's attention and increase his popularity was really a joke with human lives. Chu Ba next to him seemed to be infected as well, watching without blinking. , only Long Jiu, because he had seen this gadget before, so he didn't think it was particularly new.
No wonder people say that the attractions of Lent are not the big stage set up by the Temple of the Reclining Buddha, but the various things that come from all kinds of desperate organizations. At this moment, Shen Sanquan suddenly thought, if Gui Lie was present, would he do something like this? Something even more shocking would come out, and his heart was suddenly filled with anticipation.
The first competition had just ended, and everyone was still interested. People who were as excited as Xiao Shi started shouting loudly, and Shen Sanquan couldn't help but be attracted in again.
There are two organizations. The guy wearing the red turban was affiliated with an organization called Red Blood. I heard that the proper name is the kind of person who kills people and commits arson for others. However, the one wearing the black turban made Shen Sanquan's eyes light up. , I heard that their boss and key members of the organization are actually Northeasterners in mainland China. In this era, Northeasterners are more fashionable. They either flock to Russia with Chinese goods or bring some prohibited items from Russia. However, it is rarely heard of them. People who come to the Golden Triangle to hang out, no matter what, others will always cross the river. Being able to come to this place to establish a foothold is not an easy and very capable thing. In addition, this time I can show off my skills during Lent. The show of style made Shen Sanquan even more impressed. It turned out that besides the Lin family, there were also such a group of people in the Golden Triangle.
Lin Jun was also standing in the crowd at this time. He had seen a lot of things that happened during Lent before, so naturally he wasn't very interested, but now he was just bored to kill time. It was already nine o'clock in the morning. At fifty, that damn Hatton should appear in ten minutes. This bastard must not let his guard down this time, otherwise Lin Jun will really have to think carefully about which bastard to choose. Way of death.
The red-blooded people once again clashed with the Northeastern men who came to China. The red-blooded people won a round and seemed to be more relaxed this time. The next person to come on the stage was still a muscular and strong man, which is probably the most important thing in this life-threatening business. It's your body, otherwise you won't be able to resist the inhuman and cruel training method. The second round of the competition was very interesting. I have heard of this type of Shen Sanquan before. It is more famous in Northeast China and is called "Gun". "Landmine" is to wrap one's body with firecrackers, from head to neck, leaving no part untouched. The main people who play this life-threatening thing are men. Before wrapping firecrackers, they can only wear a pair of underpants. During the process of lighting, During the attack, firecrackers were constantly bombarding the body, which was extremely painful. After the death, the body was covered in blood. After the injury was healed, shocking scars were left. If you were not lucky enough, many of them would be killed on the spot. The bet was on one People's courage and luck, of course, are more important than the power of the explosion. If it is really airtight, it is estimated that no one can survive under such indiscriminate bombing.
When seeing this scene, Shen Sanquan felt as if he had come home, because something like this had happened in Yuncheng before, and now seeing an extremely familiar situation, he unconsciously felt doubly warm, but this kind of warmth Behind the scenes, two lives are gambling with each other. Life and death are at the moment when the fuse is lit.
The two big men wearing turbans walked onto the stage. They were all wearing a pair of underpants. They had resolute eyes and strong bodies. After they walked on the stage, two people immediately walked up from the audience, holding a large plate of rice. Firecrackers, there is another thing to pay attention to when playing "Rolling Mine", that is, you must not let the firecrackers go out when playing, otherwise you will lose. This increases the difficulty to a great extent. Think about it when you are in unbearable pain. It is simply unbelievable to keep those firecrackers out while rolling continuously.
The faces of the two people who came up seemed to have lost all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy. They numbly wrapped the long string of firecrackers slowly around the feet of the two protagonists, then to the calves, waist, chest, neck, and finally turned all the way around. In the past, we used to play double blast. It seems that it is more interesting. Generally, the 'rolling mine' is wound once, but this time it is wound twice. In this way, the situation is completely different. The firecrackers on the body are due to The overlapping will explode at multiple points. This is basically a big living person enjoying the pain attack from all directions. It will be very exciting for people watching, and people playing it will probably cry out for help. Shen Sanquan really admires the people on the table. The two of them didn’t know where their courage came from. If it were him, and he was asked to kill people with a gun and a dagger, even knowing that he would die, but if he played like this, he would risk all his body just thinking about it. Cold sweat.
"Third brother, rolling mines, this is exciting." Xiao Shi said with a smile.
Shen Sanquan next to him nodded, the so-called highlight was finally about to take place.
Lin Jun, who was standing in the crowd, seemed to have a little expectation. Suddenly, Hu Shengli patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Young Master Lin, Hatton has shown up."
Lin Jun quickly retreated. At this moment, the fuses on the two people on the table were ignited, making a "chichi" sound, testing the sensitivity of everyone present.dd