After four more rounds of duels, American player David and South African player Babu were out one after another, and the four players who entered the semifinals were officially decided.

Feinan, Zuo Songxing, Miyamoto Lang, and Baker will compete for a place in the final the morning after tomorrow.

After the game, the audience left the stadium and talked about the game with great interest.

"That Zuo Songxing is so lucky! Both pairs dared to follow, and they won in the end!"

"Miyamoto Lang and David's tough hand is really wonderful, he seems to be sure that David is bluffing, and he actually scared David so much that he folded the card. ”

"It's a shame that the chieftain lost, Baker's card is obviously lower than his, I don't know why he didn't dare to follow. ”

"I don't dare to follow, Baker raised so fiercely, I don't know I think he got a straight flush!"

"You know what? That's called psychological tactics! I've decided, I'm going to buy 100,000 Baker to get to the finals!"

"I don't care who you buy, I only buy mask killers anyway. As long as I don't fold, I win!

"Isn't it a little too arrogant?"

"Arrogant? If I had his strength, I would be more arrogant than him!"

"Do you want to play two?"

"Wait until I buy a mask first, I'm going to kill all sides tonight!"

......

At the back of the venue, reporters surrounded the four winning contestants, waving microphones to ask questions.

"My uncle told me that the more master you speak, the more you should keep a low profile, everyone, in fact, I prefer you to call me a ~~~~~~~~~ saint!"

Ah Xing is now very calm and comfortable with reporters, and he joked with reporters.

Mr. Fernan, too, was surrounded by a group of reporters, but he had no intention of answering questions.

"Mr. Fan, how did you feel after winning?"

Le Huizhen held the microphone and squeezed in front of him.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to be interviewed. ”

Fei Nan pushed her away, parted the crowd, and walked out of the venue.

The reporters chased after a while, and found that he really didn't mean to be interviewed, so they turned around and went to interview other contestants.

Only Le Huizhen is still following him.

"Hey, Mr. Fan, Mr. Fan?"

Fei Nan suddenly stopped, turned his face away, and glared fiercely.

Le Huizhen was startled, turned around and ran, ran a few steps, and looked back to see if he was chasing.

Feinan's figure had disappeared at the end of the corridor, and Le Huizhen muttered angrily: "It's just that I want to return your clothes, really, I'm not a ghost, why are you running so fast?"

"Sister Le, why are you here?"

Ah Hua ran over: "The eliminated David is not convinced, and wants to challenge Miyamoto!"

"Did you get a fight?

Le Huizhen suddenly came to her senses, and while asking, she pulled him back and ran back.

When Fernan arrived at the door of the venue, he heard someone calling him from behind him.

"Mr. Fan, please wait a minute. ”

He glanced at the map, but it was Australia's Baker, who had also qualified.

"Mr. Fan. ”

Baker walked over and held out his hand to him with a smile: "Officially acquaintance, my name is Baker, Baker Hansen." ”

Fenan was a little confused, but shook his hand anyway.

Baker's cursor color is normal, which means he is not hostile.

And what made Feinan a little interested was his profession column, which has four professions: psychiatrist, teacher, painter, and writer.

Looking at Fernan, Baker smiled and said, "Looks like you're wary of me, that's right, we don't know each other well, but if possible, I'd like to get to know you, I'm more interested in making friends than playing cards, especially interesting friends." ”

Fernan's mouth tugged, his current image and behavior style didn't look like an interesting person.

As if guessing his thoughts, Baker laughed and pulled out a business card and handed it over.

"As it says in the player analysis manual, I'm a psychiatrist and I like to observe people, it's my profession and my hobby. ”

Baker shrugged and said, "I can perceive that you are complicated, not only your identity, but also your psychological condition...... I think you're very valuable to research, of course I'm not saying you're a patient, I just sense that you're a little confused, as if you need help......"

Spreading his hands, he smiled and said, "Anyway, if you want, you can chat with me, with my phone number on it." ”

He speaks a little upside down, but people can't help but trust him.

Fernan thought for a moment and took his business card.

It is naturally beneficial to know more friends, and besides, the other party is not hostile, and maybe he will be useful in the future.

After handing over the business card, Baker took his leave, and Fernan came to the front of the car, and Billy held on to the door and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation?

"Nothing, is there a cigarette? ”

In the past few days, Fernan has become familiar with him, which is Fernan's strength.

Pulling out a cigar and handing it to him, Billy said, "Speak if you need help." ”

......

In a village in Thailand, people are preparing for the annual summer festival.

Early in the morning, the villagers have already brought a variety of fresh rice to the temple, not only with a variety of dishes, but also with traditional banana leaf glutinous rice cakes.

At this moment, everyone was beating gongs and drums, and they sent a huge candle that had been made for three months without extinguishing it.

Master Paro of the temple is a profound practitioner and is deeply loved by the villagers, and he has been sitting on the wooden pagoda in the center of the temple since three days ago, chanting and praying for the villagers, regardless of wind and rain.

It was a good day, the sun was setting in the west, and there were large fiery clouds on the horizon, bright red as if they were about to drip blood.

The monks have already moved the Buddha statue out of the temple and placed it on a wooden frame, which is carried by three strong men with naked bodies, and parades along the temple.

The bronze Buddha statue of a person of human height is more than a thousand catties, but it is firmly resisted by three men on their shoulders.

The man in front of the statue was about thirty years old, tall, with long thick black hair tied to his forehead by a twineline the thickness of a little finger, which hung down and obscured his lion-like eyes.

Half of the weight of the bronze Buddha weighed on his shoulders, and under his bronzed body, his muscles and flesh were knotted, surging like flowing water, wet with sweat, shining with a metallic luster.

He was barefoot, and with each step, his feet sank deep into the dirt with a dull thud.

In front of the Buddha statue is a monk bowl, and after the monks in the temple hold the monk bowl and follow the Buddha statue, the villagers have put the fasting food they carry into the monk bowl.

Some people with children will also lift them up and let the children put the fasting food into the monk bowl in front of the Buddha statue to ask for the blessing of the Buddha.

Suddenly, the two men carrying the bronze Buddha together in the back flashed, and the man on the right slid down, did not stand firmly, and his body was crooked, and the whole person fell to the right together with the bronze Buddha.

"Humph!"

The man in front of him snorted, twisted his right foot, and pushed hard.

His whole person was like a wooden nail that was driven diagonally into the ground, and his right shoulder sank, stopping the momentum of the bronze Buddha's tilt.

The wooden frame was crunched by the weight of the bronze Buddha, and the man in the rear right stood firm, hurriedly resisted the wooden frame again, and lifted the bronze Buddha upright.

Exhaling a breath, the man in front of him stepped forward again.