The pillar was kicked, and it trembled sideways, while Ding Fan rushed forward. The tiger-faced man felt a shadow above his head, heard loud applause, and felt a burning pain on his bald head.
While Ding Fan was rushing forward, he actually slapped his bald head. This was undoubtedly a huge humiliation for the tiger-faced man who was always victorious. He immediately lost his composure and roared like a beast!
By the time Ding Fan climbed up from the ground, the tiger-faced man had already rushed over again and launched the most violent attack!
He was completely crazy. He was roaring violently and firing his fists and kicks with all his strength. Every move was a sure-kill move. He was completely desperate and just wanted to beat Ding Fan to death on the ring.
Seeing that Ding Fan was forced to retreat into a corner again, the tiger-faced man tilted his body, kicked Ding Fan in the crotch with one foot, and hit Ding Fan's temples with both fists.
Bang!
There was a dull sound, and the tiger-faced man flew off the stage from the gap, still kicking and punching in the air, knocking down several audience members, and fell face-down to the ground in a panic.
The man who was hit struggled to get up, cursing non-stop. Someone came over and pulled the tiger-faced man up, only to see blood seeping out of the gaps in the mask.
Carefully taking off the mask, the whole face was covered in blood and flesh, and it was impossible to tell what it looked like originally.
What exactly happened, no one could answer.
Only the tiger-faced man himself knew that just now, he was kicked in the butt by Ding Fan. His face was secondary. I am afraid that the location where he was kicked would make the injury more serious.
Ding Fan pulled on the elastic rope, stood up with difficulty, and said with a cry: "I want to quit the competition, I am almost scared to death."
The loudspeaker was quiet for half a minute, and then the voice came out, "No. 9 has won three games in a row. Congratulations on winning the grand prize."
"Boy, let's play one more round and get a million-dollar bonus. Do you dare?" Someone in the audience raised his middle finger and issued a challenge.
"Don't dare!"
"No. 9 can leave." A voice came from the loudspeaker.
Ding Fan then jumped off the ring, and Wu Yahuan, who was waiting below, took his arm again, and swaggered away under the complicated watch of a group of tough men.
In the dance hall, the crowd was still bustling. The men and women who put on masks but took off their disguises were in selfless joy.
"Dancing?" Wu Yahuan asked.
"My arms and legs are sore. I won't jump anymore. I have to go to work tomorrow," Ding Fan said.
"Tomorrow is a day off."
"A security guard who never takes a break can't compare with you."
At this moment, a woman wearing an aqua blue mermaid dress walked over proudly. The mask she wore was that of an animated princess from a foreign royal family, and her eyes took up half of her face. The woman had a particularly hot figure and walked
, even more charming, but Ding Fan felt like he had seen her before.
The mermaid holds three strings in her hands, and tied behind her are two men and one woman, SpongeBob SquarePants, Patrick Star and Squidward. Among them, under Squidward's mask is a petite girl.
"Little handsome boy, let's play a game together!" the mermaid said softly.
"What game is it?" Ding Fan looked very interested.
"Smooth your hair, boss!" the mermaid pointed to her thigh.
"I prefer to play the ear-biting game." Ding Fan laughed and suddenly bit the mermaid's ear. She immediately turned her head to avoid it.
Ding Fan accidentally observed that there was a small crescent-shaped scar behind the woman's auricle!
"Sorry, we don't play too extreme games." Wu Yahuan said coldly.
"Come here to release yourself. I will make you feel relaxed and you will not want to go home." The mermaid continued to encourage. It was obvious that she was particularly interested in Ding Fan.
"Big Mermaid, I'm in a hurry to go home and count the money. Let's find an opportunity to discuss it later!" Ding Fan told the truth. He had won three games in a row. He was very anxious to get the five hundred thousand bonus as soon as possible.
"Haha, I like the name Big Mermaid. I hope I can see you next time." The mermaid also deliberately twisted her waist a few times without getting entangled, waved goodbye, and left with the three sea creatures.
"It's quite interesting!" Ding Fan looked at the mermaid's back and exclaimed.
"Is it an eye-opener? In fact, everyone has some hobbies, which can be regarded as a form of relaxation!" Wu Yahuan said in a tone that has seen through the world.
The two came to the registration room again and handed back their number tags. The woman holding a cigar looked at Ding Fan with interest, as if she wanted to see through his true appearance under the mask.
From under the table, the woman took out a heavy handbag and handed it over. Wu Yahuan took it for Ding Fan, opened it and glanced at it. It was a bundle of banknotes, which was the five hundred thousand bonus.
"Little Tornado, welcome to come again next time." The woman winked.
"Haha, easy to say! Easy to say!"
Ding Fan kept looking at the money bag. He was happy from the bottom of his heart. It was so easy to make money. He just ran a few laps on the stage and got huge sums of money. The dream of millions in savings was not far away!
They didn't stay any longer, took the money and left. It wasn't until they got on the motorcycle and took off their masks that the two of them burst out laughing in unison.
"Is it enjoyable?" Wu Yahuan asked with a smile.
"It's quite exciting, Sister Huan, aren't you worried about me being beaten to death?" Ding Fan asked.
"Don't worry, I know what you're capable of. You're quite over the top, and you're addicted to acting. Until now, I haven't figured out what kind of kung fu you learned."
"I don't know kung fu!"
"Go ahead and lie to the devil!"
It was still riding wildly all the way, and Ding Fan kept his arms around his wife and refused to relax. When he returned to the villa, it was not yet midnight. Two guys with a casual style threw off their clothes, in the pattern of three o'clock and one o'clock, and their postures were inelegant.
Sitting on the balcony, enjoying the sea breeze.
In the moonless night sky, the stars are bright, deep and distant, and the cascading waves beat rhythmically against the rocks on the shore, making a pleasant sound.
After a long while, Ding Fan said: "Sister Huan, bring the money over and let me count it."
"The money belongs to me!" Wu Yahuan smiled evilly.
"How can that be done? I'm risking my life for it." Ding Fan wanted to be anxious.
"Bullshit, for you, it's just a matter of picking something up. It couldn't be simpler." Wu Yahuan said.
"Okay, you are the middleman and you can get a commission. Tell me, how is the division divided?" Ding Fan took a step to compromise.
"Stingy guy, I think I'm short of money. The cash belongs to me. It's not convenient for you to hold it. I'll transfer it to you!"
With that said, Wu Yahuan took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it a few times. Ding Fan received the transfer information, which was five hundred thousand, and he immediately beamed.
His mood couldn't be better. Ding Fan leaned forward and asked, "Sister Huan, you said you would give me a reward when you come back. Take it out quickly. I can't wait any longer."
"One kiss! Valid for three minutes." Wu Yahuan smiled evilly and winked.
"This is considered a spiritual reward. You know, I want more than this." Ding Fan said.
"How about you marry me? The conditions can be reduced to the lowest, five billion assets." Wu Yahuan said seemingly seriously.
"Sister Huan, you are interrupting on purpose! I calculated, five million a day, five million in ten days, going to the ring every day, after thirty years, I can almost get enough." Ding Fan said.