But there will be no sympathy for Han Sanqian's difficulties at this time, only more ridicule.
Han Sanqian is the only bug in this perfect competition system. He used his own experience to prove that although City Lord Zhu seemed to have thousands of considerations, there was only one embarrassment left.
Apart from that, it seems that the boy has no other effect.
"Come up."
On the ring, when Han Sanqian was climbing vigorously, a slender hand stretched out in front of him. He raised his eyes and saw that Mr. Ruyu came over, squatted down and stretched out his hand to help.
Han Sanqian ignored him, but he smiled without any anger: "The longer you crawl, the harder you laugh underneath. After all, this is City Lord Zhu's arena, give him some face."
Hearing this, Han Sanqian knew that he was giving him a step down. Besides, what he said made some sense. He nodded, grabbed his hand, and with his help, Han Sanqian finally got on the huge ring.
.
"Ha ha ha ha."
There was still endless laughter in the audience.
The gambler who bought Han Sanqian was already trembling all over.
He was frightened.
He knew the tragic consequences of making a desperate move, so even though he bought Han Sanqian at this time, he still had no confidence in his heart.
Seeing Han Sanqian like this, he knew that death was getting closer and closer to him, and it was natural to be afraid.
"My men are a little reckless. I know that you are also a man. I am afraid that you were provoked by him before you came to the stage. How about this? I will put on a play with you, and then you lose. At least, I will ensure that you will not be embarrassed."
After pulling Han Sanqian to the stage, Mr. Ruyu was not as reckless as his subordinates Zhu San and others. He always had a smile on his face, and there was no slightest contempt in his eyes. Instead, he looked at Han San with sympathy and politeness.
Qian, put forward his fair conditions.
If he were an ordinary person, he would naturally be grateful to Young Master Ruyu for being so polite.
But for Han Sanqian, this was not the case. His coming to power was necessary and was not motivated by anyone.
"Seeing that Mr. Ruyu is so cheerful, I can also tell Mr. Ruyu that if you don't want to lose too badly, Han can also cooperate with you in a play to prevent you from being too embarrassed."
Hearing Han Sanqian's words, Mr. Ruyu was obviously stunned. He probably never thought in his dreams that Han Sanqian would suddenly say such a thing.
But then he suddenly smiled, but it was helpless.
"It seems that brother is bound to fight with Ning?" Mr. Ruyu said with a smile.
Han Sanqian nodded: "I don't want to either, but Mr. Ruyu, don't worry, I will be grateful for the kindness you gave me just now. So, let me give you three moves first to express my gratitude."
After finishing his words, Han Sanqian retreated slightly and immediately took a defensive posture.
The ceremony officer who was removing the incense was the closest to the two. After hearing the conversation between the two and seeing their posture, he couldn't help but froze on the spot.
He looked at Han Sanqian strangely, even wondering if he heard the wrong words.
Han Sanqian wants Master Ruyu to make three moves?!
"What's wrong?"
Just when he was extremely confused, Zhu Yanshuo, who was in the main hall, also frowned and walked over. Looking at the posture on the field, he couldn't help but wonder.
"Then...that...that guy just said that he wanted Mr. Ruyu to do three moves?"
"What!" Upon hearing this, even the steady and gentle Zhu Yanshuo couldn't help but turn pale in shock.
The people around him and the spectators who were closer were also stunned.
"Damn it, this kid... This kid actually said he would give Young Master Ruyu three moves!" Someone shouted in surprise.
And with this shouting, coupled with the already very strange posture of everyone on the field, the entire crowd immediately went into a panic.
"Damn it, did you hear what that boy said to Mr. Ruyu just now? He said he wanted Mr. Ruyu to do three moves. Is he out of his fucking mind?"
"Fuck, just now I saw how pitiful he was and wanted to tell Mr. Ruyu to be gentler, but now, Mr. Ruyu, please beat this bastard to death."
"Kill this bastard."
"Kill this bastard."
"Kill this bastard."
I don't know who shouted, and at the scene, this sound started to be shouted collectively by the people, who beat him to death one after another, echoing and resounding throughout the entire scene...
