"Little ghost, why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiaodu was in a very good mood today, and it was rare to take the initiative to greet the opponent in the ring.

Of course, Kakuto himself thinks he is saying hello, but no matter how terrible the sound is in other people's ears.

There's a reason why Kakuto is in a good mood.

He helped his brother out of breath and beat his rival in love into a disability.

At the same time, it perfectly meets the requirements of the ghost slash himself, and will not lose his ability to work.

It's a good feeling, and it fits well with the Happi definition of helping others.

The empty heart of the horn capital was comforted, the whole person was filled with the brilliance of a saint, and the corners of his mouth irrepressibly showed a warm and sweet smile.

But Jiaodu found that after he showed a sweet smile, the little chubby dun in front of him seemed to tremble even more.

Kakuto took out a small mirror from his arms and took a look, Yoko's hairstyle was not messed up at all, the dead skin on his face was also well removed, and even moisturizing cream was applied.

Sure enough, the little fat man's fear of trembling was not his own reason, it was probably due to illness or timidity!

The horns have come to a conclusion.

In this case, Kakudu intends to let this fragile little fat man end up decently.

He tugged at the bow tie around his neck to make his breathing easier.

The five hearts need a lot of sustenance, and the horns always feel that there is not enough oxygen.

But in order to conform to the image of a delicate gentleman middle-aged man expected by Yoko, Kakudu had to hang this thing.

But when Jiaodu took out the mirror from his arms, the other party's face was already purple.

When Jiaodu pulled off his bow tie, he found that the little fat man opposite suddenly knelt on the ground, and then protected his crotch with both hands.

"Imp, do you have a stomachache?"

Jiaodu thought about it, took out a box of standing Epsom Suspension Seal from his arms, and threw it far away.

"Try this, it works."

The little fat man caught the "secret medicine", and Jiaodu felt that he had finished the "ceremony" of saluting first and then soldiering, and planned to step forward to take this little imp with a stomach problem off the stage and end this farce.

At this time, the surrounding audience was already starting to be irritable.

The previous game was very bloody and intense.

Although it ended in a strange way, at least it was wonderful.

But what's going on with this game?

I don't see any blood-pumping atmosphere at all!

So the audience, who felt that they had wronged the fare, began to vent.

Soda bottles and popcorn barrels rained down and smashed on the barrier around the platform, making a crackling sound.

Finding that throwing debris did not affect the players, the audience began a sonic offensive.

The little fat man didn't talk about him, and the green-eyed ninja audience was impressed.

There was a game of his in the morning.

It was a very bloody and enjoyable game.

One old man grabbed the other old man by the leg and lifted him upside down.

Then hit the indescribable part with a punch.

Fights like this kind of are a bit like WWE wrestling.

Although the movements do not seem to have a smooth beauty, the violent aesthetics of fists and fists also make people feel deeply shocked.

But what is this green-eyed ninja doing now?

With the contrast in the memories, the audience was even more dissatisfied.

The sporadic questioning voices finally converged into a unified slogan:

"Break it! Smash it! Smash it! ”

……

Kakudu frowned, thinking that the audience was cheering on the little fat man, asking him to break his own head or heart or something.

The reason is simple.

This little fat man is a Konoha ninja, and he is just a humble Taki-ninja village traitor, and the other side must be cheering for his own people.

The horn was a little angry, and he approached Luo Sha step by step.

"Don't come here, we have something to discuss!" The little fat man let out a wail.

"What stupid things to say, stupid little ghost, you are not worthy of Uncle Ben to use ninjutsu."

Kakudu twisted his arm with a look of disdain.

At this moment, Luo Sha is desperate.

Although Mr. Yasuo said, "The greatest power in the world is the sound of gold coins", Luo Sha did not think that on such an occasion, he had even the slightest chance to bribe the most vicious O Breaker.

Gold coins or your own OO, which is more attractive to this perversion?

This kind of thing is self-explanatory.

Luo Sha knew that since he got into the ring, he had no way out, even if he surrendered immediately, the other side might be able to scrap his OO before the referee blew the whistle.

Listening to the sound of approaching footsteps, the desire to survive in Luo Sha's heart finally overwhelmed fear.

He remembered another lesson from Mr. Yasuo.

When Mr. Yasuo was playing in the group, he explained his criticism of his teammates: "If you seek unity through struggle, you will survive unity, and if you seek unity by retreating, you will die in unity!" ”

Blindly forbearance, it is never advisable!

Luo Sha suddenly fought, and his crotch suddenly shone with golden light!

Jiaodu's eyes widened, and he said incredulously: "What is this!" ”

Luo Sha looked firm, and said coldly: "My self-created ninja method, Magnetic Escape Midnight Golden Crotch!" ”

……

At this time, the voice of the on-site commentary also wafted in the arena.

"Sakura has a surprised expression on his face, and with your experience, do you think the current form on the field is starting to favor the old father player?"

"Shinichi-senpai, I don't think so, according to the information we have got, Sakura is not actually a physical ninja, his ninjutsu seems to be very powerful."

"Sure enough, as said, the Sakura contestants were helpless in the face of the iron gear gong, and began to change their tactics and use fire escape to attack the old father contestants."

"Everyone knows that real gold is not afraid of fire, can the old father players survive this big crisis?"

"Ah, the old father player has fallen, and the Sakura player has pressed on the old father player!"

"What does he want to do to his old father? He's frantically stroking his old father's ...... He even tried it with his teeth...... He smiled contentedly! ”

"The old father player had no power to fight back, and shed tears of humiliation!"

"But fortunately, the old father's gold pants seem to be thick and sturdy, and there is no way for Sakura to rip them off!"

"Wait, things have changed!"

"The old father contestant suddenly took the initiative to untie the gold pants and handed it to the Sakura contestant!"

With a happy smile, the Sakura contestant jumped out of the ring!"

……

At the same time, the referee on the stage also raised Luo Sha's arm high and announced: "The winner is the old father of the money ability, Luo Sha!" ”

Rosha raised his arms and enjoyed his victory.

Cheers and praises rushed from all directions......

Naturally, yes.

On the contrary, at this time, the invective of "match-fixing" and "shady" in the venue boiled into the sky and soared into the sky.

But Rosa didn't care, he sent a flying kiss in the direction where Galiuro was.

He muttered, "Look, Galiuro, I am willing to sacrifice everything for you, even if it is to give the pants I wore to the demons!" ”

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Recently, in this chapter, it feels like a lost soul.

I can't believe my eyes, they wouldn't have been able to command their fingers to write without this chapter!

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