It was a gunshot, deafening, and it could be heard from afar.

Chen Hu looked up, and all he could see was half of Satan's body.

"Alas......" After Chen Hu sighed, he directly met Qin Lei's blood-red eyes.

The battle of rivals has begun!

"Qin Gou, it's time to settle the account between us!" Chen Hu's cold face was full of revenge.

"Settle accounts? Are you qualified to settle accounts with me? Hahaha, Chen Hu! Recognize your current situation!" Qin Lei's became more and more tyrannical.

He looked at Chen Hu playfully with the gun in his hand, his face full of disdain.

"So, to hell with you now!" he pointed the muzzle of the black hole at Chen Hu.

"I think we should talk about it, don't you want to know the real purpose of this Hunger Games?" Chen Hu was completely undaunted and took a step forward.

"The real purpose, isn't the purpose to choose the strongest Muay Thai fighter, and now I'm the strongest, hahaha!"

Indeed, he has long been invincible with a gun.

"Of course not, is there any benefit for the strongest black boxer? That's 20 billion baht? When the game is over, you're completely useless. Chen Hu looked at Qin Lei's obviously shaken mind and quietly took a step forward.

"You can't resist the poisonous fog outside alone, not to mention that there are more changes on this desert island. Chen Hu continued.

"I know how to get out of this desert island!" Chen Hu finally threw his bombshell.

"Japanese Army Buster: What? The anchor knows how to leave the desert island, so why didn't he leave earlier?"

"Angel of the Devil: If you leave, you will have no money, can't you see that the anchor is a money fan?"

"A snail riding a rocket ~ reward x100 rocket: Upstairs is a bunch of fools, don't you see that the tiger master is walking the dog!"

"Awesome class teacher: Look at the anchor's sneaky feet, and he walked forward another meter. ”

I want mm~ to tip 66 planes

I am in charge of my world~ Reward 99999 fish balls

……

"Okay, you tell me the way to leave! I'll spare your life!" Qin Lei replied in disbelief, still holding the gun in his hand.

"Okay, I'll tell you!" Chen Hu finished speaking, his body flew out like an arrow, holding the paratrooper knife and slashing at Qin Lei's waist.

"You! You're looking for death, don't blame me!"

A deafening gunshot rang out with a "bang...... which made some of the small animals fighting in the distance have a brief pause.

After the gunshots rang out, there was only one person who could stand.

He is Chen Hu!

The winner of the Hunger Games.

Qin Lei couldn't figure out why his terrifying ion gun was blocked by a blue shield that suddenly popped out, and it didn't cause any impact on Chen Hu.

So at such a close distance, because there was a gun, Qin Lei, who was completely defenseless, was directly killed by one blow.

This thing that Chen Hu thought was chicken ribs at the beginning, finally laid the foundation for his victory!

He was there and Qin Lei beeping blindly just to get close to him and kill him with one blow, how could there be any way to get out of the island?

As for the designer's interest, if the winner is arguably their best sign and advertisement.

All sorts of things can be derived from this, and it's just the first Hunger Games, and there will be a second, a third, and so on forever.

If the first person dies, who will come to participate next? Even if he is forced to participate, knowing that he will die in the end, will he still fight hard? Such a game is not interesting, how to achieve the designer's goal of making money?

Therefore, the designer will not only not kill him, but will do everything possible to save his life.

"I am the king!" Chen Hu shouted loudly as he stood on the golden and blood-red grassland.

……

"General design, what the hell is going to do with this person?" a middle-aged man asked Bordeaux in a trembling voice.

"Although I don't know what method he used to deceive the control of the monitor and watch, but if he wins, he wins, and the prize money is given to him, and the person is released. By the way, talk to the king of Cologne, his bastard died because he was not as good as others, and now that the victor has come out, he has to play revenge or something. Bordeaux smiled and continued—

"If he angers his master, let the whole country bury him for him!"

"Those who made bets didn't expect to end up with a dark horse, hahaha, this kid has made us a lot of money. ”

……

Chen Hu stepped into the elevator that rose in the middle of the island, and then inexplicably got on the submarine, and immediately several glamorous women with fat breasts and fat buttocks attached to his body.

"Congratulations, Chen Hu, you have become the winner of this Hunger Games, and you have the right to choose to continue to participate in the next Hunger Games or refuse to participate. "A man in a tuxedo, very ignorantly dangling beside him.

"Less nonsense, this ghost game, don't participate. It's so bloody, don't you see that my live broadcast room has lost fans?" Chen Hu said dissatisfiedly.

"Live broadcast room?" The waiter's face was full of doubt.

"Hehe, you don't care about it~" Chen Hu's hand was already dishonest, provoking one of the women**.

"Okay, now that you've decided, let's enjoy the rest of your trip, this card you hold, there's $750 million in it, it's your reward. The attendant handed out a black card and walked away.

"750 million US dollars? Hahaha, Lao Tzu has made a fortune!" Chen Hu took the card and laughed excitedly, you must know that this is not a small amount!

With this money, where else could he not go, and what woman could he not get?

I didn't see that the beautiful girls around him were already eager to take off their clothes.

Chen Hu closed the live broadcast room and stepped into his gentle township, ignoring their roars.

"The anchor is crazy! let go of that beauty and let me come!"

"What about my cool girl!?"

"The woman at the back is simply the best!"

"Tiger Master will leave me one! You can't bear so much! In this case, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!?"

……

This submarine is like a luxury box, and it's the kind of guy that is several notches higher than the presidential suite.

There are hot springs, beautiful women, kitchens, exercise rooms, and even a small golf course.

Chen Hu lived a fairy-like life in it.

It wasn't until ten days later that he appeared in a five-star hotel in the United States.

He looked at the dense crowd of missed calls that popped up and clicked on one of the avatars.