Chapter 1617: Let you ten minutes!

1617 makes you ten minutes!
As soon as No. 9 was finished, I heard a beautiful blonde girl shouting with a horn over the stands.
"As a hero, you must be polite! You must be a master!"
The loudspeaker amplifier was so loud that with a harsh tweet, the security guard ran over and took away the girl's tools.
No. 9 coughed twice and changed his voice.
"Master, continue."
Li Fan was stunned and lying in the player's seat. This was the number nine he knew?
Now this number nine is not domineering at all, is it all a bronchitis? Day, anyway, a man cloned from his own gene, how can he be a bronchitis? Should be the same as myself, domineering and unparalleled, let women obey themselves? Look at me, Li Fan, when have you heard a woman's fiddle?
"Li Fan, if you and I face each other for a while, you must try your best to not be merciful. Do you hear me?"
Li Fan just filled with indignation, and the mobile WeChat suddenly received Murong Ying's voice message.
"Yes……"
Li Fan obediently replied.
The competition is still going on. Although No. 9 is provocative, Master Yuxu has a high state of mind and naturally will not play.
"Amitabha, the donor's physical body is as powerful as being enshrined in a Buddha, and admired by his elders."
"What Buddha, what saint, all shit."
On the 9th, he said, "Purtu people, I'll be enough."
Because the players have microphones, their words can be heard clearly by everyone in the audience. Therefore, the words of No. 9 caused fans to scream again, one by one, terribly excited.
"Amitabha, there is no Buddha in the donor's heart, it is either great good or evil."
"What is good? What is evil?"
On the 9th, he said, "I have seen a lot of murderous drug lords. In order to save my elderly old mother, you can donate your organs, even if you have lost your life. Do you say such a person is good or evil?
"Let down the butcher knife and stand on the ground, and since he has repentance, it is good."
"But in order to find out the remaining organs, he caught hundreds of immigrants from the black households and took them one by one. Is this good or evil?"
"..."
Even Yuxu was speechless for a while.
"In Huaxia, a man named Han Feizi said that human nature is evil, so people cannot use the balance of good and evil, but only use restrictions!"
No. 9 exclaimed, "People who break the law must be punished. Even small evils can't be spared! Some people are good at finding holes in the law. After all, the law is dead. But I am alive. Is also a punisher. "
Li Fan wondered how to speak on the 9th. In this remark, did the female journalist named Windsor teach him?
The host also said at this time, "No. 9 discusses the law with the master, and it seems to have some truth about him. China Huaxia is also a country governed by law, but law must be enforced by law enforcement departments, and justice cannot be advertised by one person. "
The host's words did not agree with most people, but what he said was a basic fact.
In this place, individuals cannot be bigger than the law. Even a national hero like Li Fan must also be restricted. This is different from the 9th. He is in the US emperor, where the people are pursuing heroes and freedom.
Everyone naturally has his own values, in other words, has his own deities. Master Yuxu didn't look at him either. Instead of arguing with No.9, he continued to display his thousand Buddha palms to fight No.9.
No. 9 still held his arms, like an iron man, leaving the iron palm of the old monk to keep falling on him.
Bang Bang!
The crackling sound continued to blast, and the powerful energy blasted off from No. 9 and impacted around. But no matter how Yu Xu attacked, No. 9 was intact, as if there were no injuries.
"Amitabha……"
The old monk finally saw a clue and couldn't help sighing.
"Old Man is not your opponent, Old Man gives up."
The Shaolin abbot, Wu Lin Taidou, gave up after a few moves! The people around were shocked, and those who bet No. 9 won all laughed.
"Look, it's still the strongest number nine!"
The boss of World Money Bank nodded with satisfaction. "The actuary before me must have been crazy. If he came according to his plan, I would definitely lose money!"
"Huaxia people can't trust me so that I can make you countless money."
The German actuary said with confidence that in his prediction results, No. 9 and the White Tiger will meet in the final, and the one who can win will be No. 9!
But as a betting market, there must be a way, otherwise everyone is optimistic about No. 9 and bet on No. 9 and they will lose miserably. Therefore, for such games, they usually use time as a way to increase the fun of martial arts.
For example, on the 9th victory over the White Tigers, the bet they offered was 10. What does this mean for Ten, that is, No. 9 must defeat the White Tigers within ten minutes in order for him to win. If you don't win in ten minutes, then even the White Tigers win. In this way, someone will bet on the white tiger.
This time the No. 9 win is to make the seventh. After all, Shaolin Abbot Master Yuxu is a Chinese martial arts champion. His strength has also received some recognition. So the bet is to defeat Master Yuxu within 7 minutes on the 9th. Many people think, why is Yuxu also a generation of masters, Shaolin has been the strongest martial art in China since ancient times? Isn't there a saying that the world martial arts came out of Shaolin? There was a Shaolin Temple movie all over the world!
So a lot of money was thrown on Yuxu. For seven minutes, wasn't Abbot Shaolin an iron bell shirt or the like, can he insist on it? Who would have thought that he had given up in two minutes!
A large amount of money entered the bank, the boss was happy to spend it, and many gamblers were crying on the roof.
"Nine is a well-deserved hero of the US emperor. He defeated Huaxia's martial arts champion, Master Yuxu."
In order to superheat the atmosphere, the host is also building momentum for the 9th.
"Many people on the field are still shouting the name of the number nine. I don't know if the Huaxia masters who will face him in the next battle will make it back?"
Li Fan sat in the contestant's seat and was lost in thought. The strength of No. 9 seems to be a lot stronger. At least he was a lot stronger than when he went to Lijiadao to find his loneline last time. Sure enough, it is a comrade who has his own genes. It makes a lot of sense!
"The list of the fourth round of competition is also out. It is Li Yun from Huaxia Yingwumen who is playing against our black boxer, Parkson!"
The crowd cheered again, and their profiles appeared on the big screen.
At this time, the bank also began to operate, and the boss opened a bet for the two based on the actuary's calculations.
Parkson wins Li Yun, let three!