The green light is on!

The female cashier, who was slandering Yang Tang for only paying 500 yuan, was sure to be planted with her head, her eyes almost didn't pop out when she saw this scene, and the rest of the onlookers were also stunned by the bang, and they couldn't believe what they saw and heard.

Didn't try, once the lights were on...... How much effort did it take?

Because there was no specific value, everyone present was secretly speculating, and the eyes of Yang Tang, an Asian, became different.

Yang Tang didn't care about the gaze next to him, and only asked the host in the suit: "Can I have a ticket?"

"When, of course!"

The host stammered back, and hurriedly took a midnight ticket and handed it over, and Yang Tang turned around and slapped it in Gachai's hand after receiving it. This is a trivial matter anyway, and it is not in vain that Gachai invited him to drink, and he kept calling him "senior"!

Gachai, whose other hand was held by the white security guard, suddenly stopped struggling after seeing the ticket, twisted up the ticket and took a closer look, looked at Yang Tang in disbelief and said, "Senior, this is for me?"

"Nonsense!"

"What should you do then, senior?"

Yang Tang wanted to say that he didn't understand what the midnight show was about, and he didn't have to participate, but after thinking about it, so many ghosts here were eager to try the midnight show, and if he wanted to say that he didn't want to participate, he might be angry, so he changed his words and said: "Isn't there a wrist wrench, I like to get more prizes?" said, looked at the host and said, "Didn't you say that there were small prizes? Why didn't I see it?"

The host didn't dare to slack off on people like Yang Tang who could shock the audience, and hurriedly gestured to others, and immediately a bikini girl came out with a wooden box selling cigarettes in front of her, opened the lid of the box, and saw that there were not all kinds of cigarettes, big or anything, but all kinds of badges, keychains, pendants, necklaces, and other gadgets, but none of them were brand new, all of them were new, or even half-old.

"Well, everyone has seen it, the prize is here, as long as you win a wrist wrench, you can get a prize, each person can get a maximum of two, as for the midnight ticket, even if you win multiple wrist wrenching, a single person can only have one ticket!" The host took the opportunity to elaborate on the rules.

The people around him were noncommittal, but someone asked, "These little prizes are all old goods, what is the way to go?"

"I won't hide it from you, it's all taken from the dead......"

"What kind of dead man?"

"Like you, dead men who lick blood from the edge of their knives. The host said this without a hint of humanity in his voice.

The scene was silent for a while, and then a mercenary said: "Then I'm a little interested in wrenching my wrist......"

"Me too!"

"And me..."

"I'll do it too. ”

"I ......"

In fact, if it is a completely new gadget, I'm afraid no mercenary will be interested.

Seeing this, the host pointed to the two steel platforms that had just been set up and said: "If you are interested in participating in the wrist wrench, please come here to line up, A competition, C challenge!"

Someone immediately asked, "What does the C-stage challenge mean?"

"It's very simple, A station pays a deposit according to the rules to compete, but you can't choose an opponent, you can challenge randomly in the order of queuing, and you can get a ticket if you win a game; ”

At this time, it was only a quarter past twenty-three, but the mercenaries had already figured out the basic rules of the two mini-games, and the masters among them began to appear one after another.

Especially there is a purebred white man, half a head taller than Yang Tang, who looks very thin in the white pile and stands next to Gachai to compare, at least stronger than Gachai in all aspects, he glared at Yang Tang viciously before going up to test, and then paid five hundred dollars to stand in front of the fist machine, and then seemed to be a very casual punch, only to hear the sound of "poof", the green light was on!

Obviously, this is a demonstration to Yang Tang, and this kind of person is not only a thin white man, and not long after, two more black people did the same thing. One of them (the black man) was a whole head taller than Yang Tang, and after he turned on the green light, he jumped off the stage and came to Yang Tang without even taking the ticket, and said viciously: "My name is Angkun, I heard that you are going to participate in the wrist wrestling, right? Look how I will blow your ass later!bang, bang, bang!"

If it was somewhere else, Yang Tang might have broken the black man's middle finger at this time, but in this bar, in line with the principle of peace and friendship, he only returned the black man's two middle fingers.

Seeing this, the black man added an extra middle finger to Yang Tang, and the black companions who were a little far away also raised their middle fingers to this side, but this group of didn't dare to do it on the spot, obviously very concerned about the rules of this bar.

Yang Tang's side of Gachai changed slightly, and reminded in a low voice: "Senior, those black people are AFO, it's not easy to mess with, do you need me to help you occupy a position when you wrench your wrist?"

Knowing that Jiachai was well-intentioned, Yang Tang was still in the mood to joke: "UFO?" Seeing that Jiachai wanted to explain, he made a formality and said: "You don't need to explain to me, I know that they are from the African mercenary group, but they are very useful, besides, the wrist wrench is a random opponent, you are alone, how many positions can you top?"

"But at least the chances are a little bigger......"

"Don't be so troublesome, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, you can just look at it!" After saying this, Yang Tang had already moved to the side of the steel frame.

At this time, the steel frame A platform has been compared, it is an Asian with a body size similar to Yang Tang, and the opponent is a Hispanic with a body type similar to the black Ang Kun, when his arms are on the steel frame platform in a V-shape, the thickness of the big arms is not much worse than that of Dwayne Johnson, on the other hand, the Asian American, his arms are compared with the other party, and they basically become a woman's small thin arms and small legs.

Buzz was beside Yang Tang and Gachai at the moment, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "King, are you Asians so humorous?"

There are two girls who are responsible for presiding over the wrist wrenching competition, the girl in blue is responsible for collecting the deposit, and the girl in red is responsible for shouting start.

The small Asian hand and the Hispanic orangutan-like big hand shook together, and the huge contrast made the mercenaries in the audience chuckle.

"Are you two ready?" Seeing that no one was silent, the woman in red immediately said, "Let's start!"

As soon as the words fell, the Latino strong man smiled and exerted his strength, and his whole hand suddenly pressed down, and it was easy to press the Asian hand on the steel frame, it can be seen that the gap between the strength of the two is too big, and in the face of absolute strength, all the tricks are empty.

After the victory, the Latino strong man shook his finger at the Asian and said contemptuously: "You yellow-skinned monkeys can't do it, at most you can only do some clever work, such as licking sticks and ......" Speaking of this, most of the ghosts below laughed ambiguously, "Sugar!"

Ninety percent of the people laughed.

Yang Tang didn't smile, lined up the crowd with a gloomy face, and stood next to the A runway, staring at the disrespectful Hispanics.

Someone in the audience shouted: "I said yellow people, why are you interfering ......?"

Yang Tang turned a deaf ear to the shouts of the people behind him, and said coldly to the Hispanics who had not yet stepped down: "If you have the ability, come with me." ”

The Latina strong man is worthy of being an old mercenary who has experienced the baptism of war, and he intuitively felt that Yang Tang was not easy to mess with, so he smiled contemptuously again: "I'm not interested in wrestling my wrist with a yellow-skinned monkey like a weak chicken!" After speaking, the tail of his eyes no longer swept Yang Tang, and turned to the host and said, "What about my ticket?"

"Here!"

The Hispanic strong man stepped down, but no one thought he was afraid of Yang Tang.

At this time, it was the black Ang Kun who jumped on the stage like Yang Tang, and said loudly: "Actually, Hispanics are also quite inferior, and they are a little better than you yellow-skinned monkeys...... As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused a boos in the audience, because the Hispanic mercenaries below accounted for more than 20%, who is the mother of whom, "The weak chicken is better than the weak chicken, if you can defeat the strong with the weak......" Before the words were finished, Ang Kun had put his swarthy arms on the steel frame platform in a V-shape, "Come on, yellow-skinned monkey!"

Yang Tang didn't say anything, the corners of his mouth flashed with a trace of disdain, and he also rested his right elbow on the steel frame, and opened his hand to shake Angkun's big black hand.

Ang Kun's big hand grabbed Yang Tang's hand, which was at least two sizes smaller, and planned to take the opportunity to pinch his hand bones to deform, but he realized that Yang Tang's bones were so hard that they were not good, as if they were cast in alloy, and they were like an iron thistle in his palm, which was very diaphragmatic, but this feeling was not enough for outsiders.

In the eyes of the mercenaries in the audience, the arms of the black Ang Kun are thicker and more powerful than the Hispanic strong man just now, and they are more powerful when they think about it, and there is no reason to lose to Yang Tang, a monkey with yellow skin and thin arms, but they don't know that Ang Kun is already a little hairy in his heart.

"Ready?

With the order of the girl in red, Ang Kun suddenly exerted his strength, intending to burst out with all his strength in an instant and quickly overwhelm Yang Tang's hand. But it backfired, their hands were motionless on the steel platform, but the mercenaries on the scene knew that the wrestling began the moment the girl in red shouted to start, and the current situation showed that the two were evenly matched.

For such an outcome, almost everyone was in disbelief. The mercenaries in the audience all widened their eyes, trying to see the details more closely.

Half a minute passed, Yang Tang's face began to turn red, as if all the qi and blood ran to his face, and this sign showed that he was sending out his maximum strength, but the result was not ideal, and he did not overwhelm the black man Angkun's hand at all.

After another four or five seconds, it was Ang Kun's big hand that overwhelmed Yang Tang's small hand little by little, and soon it became a forty-five degree tilt, almost half of the loss, but the hands of both of them kept trembling slightly, and it seemed that they had reached the limit, but the more the mercenaries watching the battle in the audience at this time, the more calm they became, and they didn't dare to let go of a fart, for fear of harassing the wrestling between the two.

In the entire bar, only Yang Tang's own heart is like a mirror, except for the current special effect of his "Jiuyang Divine Skill" skill "50% unloading", his own physical fitness has not been mobilized to one-fifth, as for the redness of his face, he is simply pretending.

The reason why this is the case is that Yang Tang is holding back his bad intentions to give Ang Kun a little ruthlessness, which will make him unforgettable for life.

And just when Ang Kun used his strength to continue to press down on Yang Tang's little hand, and saw that Yang Tang's hand was almost thirty degrees from the steel frame table, Yang Tang's eyes suddenly sharpened, and in an instant, more than ninety percent of his physical fitness plus the [innate divine power] of Huadi Chonghong (See 149 for details), the strength of his hand is equivalent to an instant increase of nearly ten times, and then the people around him saw Yang Tang's hand like controlling the steering wheel, making a sharp turn, and throwing Ang Kun's hand over the vertical ninety degrees, and pressed it to the end, snapped, and smashed on the table.

Then Ang Kun hugged his right hand and screamed, obviously because of the extreme force but suddenly reversed, his tendons have been severely sprained, I am afraid that it will not be better for a year and a half, for the mercenary, it is equivalent to wasting half a life!

"Hum—"

Seeing Angkun's miserable appearance, the audience suddenly exploded and talked about it. Aung Kun's black men were even more clamoring, shouting for revenge for Aung Kun.

The red on his face quickly faded, and Yang Tang quickly returned to normal, ignoring the fiercely screaming mouth cannon, and said to the host: "What about my prize?"

The host rolled his eyes, handed over a ticket for the midnight show, and said, "The prize is in the wooden box here, you can pick one yourself!"

Yang Tang then walked to the wooden box, opened the [Evil Eye] and scanned all the gadgets in the box, only to find that there were only two or three objects in it that were glowing yellow, and they were not worth collecting at all, so he scanned it again, planning to pick up a gadget casually as a souvenir, but when he looked into the corner, he found that there seemed to be a blue light under a few inconspicuous small objects.

"Huh, what is this?"

Curious, Yang Tang used his hand to remove the blocking object above, and finally discovered the true face of Lushan, a simple (mouth) whistle that seemed to be carved with iron and wood hollow.

Beneath the [Evil Eye], this iron whistle glows with purple blue.

[Wow, it's just such a gadget, the grade is quite high!]

"Have you chosen?" asked the bikini girl who was in charge of guarding the wooden box of the prize.

Yang Tang picked up the iron wooden whistle and held it in his hand, and chuckled: "If you choose it, I want this whistle." As he spoke, he spread out his hand and flashed the wooden whistle, and then stepped down. 3760

However, as soon as he arrived at the stage, before Gachai had time to congratulate Yang Tang, another black man who had glared at Yang Tang during the test of his boxing strength jumped out, pointed at Yang Tang and said, "I want to challenge you, wrench your wrist!"

Yang Tang glanced at the black man and said lightly: "I'm not available." ”

The black man was stunned for a moment, then he stretched out his middle fingers and sneered: "You are a bastard, a coward, you can't!"

Yang Tang sneered: "I can't do it, your mother knows." ”

There was silence around, and then there was no stopping laughter.

The black man shouted angrily: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!"

Yang Tang spread out his hands and said, "I really don't believe it, if you have the ability, come up and beat me!" In fact, he has secretly made up his mind that as long as the black man dares to do it first, he will send him to reincarnation.

When the black man heard this, his fist clenched, and his companion saw it, and hurriedly persuaded him to go aside.

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