As soon as the witch finished reading the rules, "Da Da Da", there was a somewhat piercing bell in the sky,

"The challenge begins."

"The time limit for conduct is 24 hours."

24 hours? There should be no day or night for people here, right?

The witch felt that this was a specific environment, and the characters in it should also be specially made, with the adjustment of the popular taste factors in the real society.

Let's go back and tell the warden about the situation.

So, she ran back with a quick step.

Once the challenge begins, there are more people on the streets.

"Stinky tofu, stinky tofu, five yuan a bowl."

"Give me a bowl."

"A string of spicy meatballs two yuan ago, pass by, don't miss it."

"Sugar gourd, sugar gourd, authentic Beijing sugar gourd." The sound of shouting sugar gourds was the loudest, and Cissy looked ahead, and it turned out to be a relatively sturdy man, no wonder he was so full of energy, and the whole street seemed to echo his voice.

"Pancake fruit, sell pancake fruit." Soon, the sound of the pancake fruit was louder than the shouting of the sugar gourd seller.

Although the shouter was a woman, who looked thin and weak, she held a microphone and sang in a high voice, which quickly attracted a large crowd.

The witch herself is also attracted to it, and it seems that this marketing method is very attractive!

"Hmm..... Ah....." The witch was suddenly bumped by several people in front of her, and she felt that she was touched by a person on her waist, and was about to turn around when she was knocked down by a middle-aged woman with a stick.

"Someone! Someone is robbing money! Everyone, help catch it. ”

It should have been her husband who spoke and gasped to continue to hurry.

The witch was knocked to the ground, and as soon as she propped herself up with her hands and lifted her head up, she met the spitting star.

"You girl, why don't you have long eyes! Such a wide road has to stand in my way. ”

The middle-aged woman who spoke, her hair was neatly tied, but a little flour residue was stained on her face.

Her two slightly round hands were firmly inserted into her somewhat thick waist, and angry pantings kept coming out of her mouth.

The witch bit her lip slightly with her teeth, her knees were already a little painful when she hit the ground, and she was obviously the injured party but she was about to be blamed aggrievedly, and her coquettish face was flushed.

She propped herself up slightly, and was about to turn it over, when the woman reached out and pressed it to the ground again.

"Who are you showing that aggrieved face of the vixen?"

As she spoke, the woman slightly tugged at the witch's slightly scattered but faintly scented osmanthus hair.

The witch was not an angry master in the first place, and she was choked twice before, just because she didn't react, after all, such an overlord should be bowed, a very unreasonable person, and the witch is the first time to see it.

So, as soon as she gritted her teeth, she didn't care about the pain of her scalp, stood up suddenly, and raised her leg to hit the woman's kneecap with a fierce kick.

"Hey." The middle-aged woman screamed in pain, her knees were a little weak, and the idea in her head swished, and a thought slipped through her mind.

She sat down on the ground, her hands grabbing the witch's trouser legs fiercely.

"Everyone, come and judge. Someone is unreasonable and beats someone! ......... Hey! ”

Looking at the flesh on the middle-aged woman's face that was squeezed hard but couldn't squeeze much, a mockery crossed the witch's heart,

"This acting is really terrible!"

The witch glanced at her disdainfully, kicked away the middle-aged woman's hand with her foot with a hint of disgust, and just raised her head to walk forward, when there was a "snap", and a slap landed on the witch's more delicate and fair face.

Her mind was a little confused, and she looked up and looked, isn't this the husband of a middle-aged woman?

"You bumped into my wife, not only didn't help her, but also kicked her, why is your little girl's heart so black?"

The middle-aged man has dark skin, his eyebrows are a little thick, and he has a fierce aura, his eyes are not big or small, but he is still a little colorful, his nose is not high or even a little collapsed, his lips are thick, and he looks difficult.

At this time, a voice sounded in the sky,

"Tournament time extended!"

"What?" The witch couldn't help but spit out these two words, and her heart also chuckled and sank,

"It's over, it's over, it doesn't seem to be that easy to solve."

The direction of the challenge situation is completely different from what I expected.

Glancing to the side slightly,

"Oh my God, when did so many people come!"

When the woman shouted to fight and catch the thief, no one in the crowd moved, and she didn't even move her position.

As soon as everyone shouted to judge, and it was still a two-to-one state, so many people came to watch the excitement.

I thought that the people here were very cold, but now it seems that they are not only indifferent but also gossipy, cold-blooded, and a group of bullying things.

With a "snap", another slap fell on the witch's face.

This time it was a middle-aged woman who hit, "Let you kick me twice." As she spoke, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, a hint of provocation in it.

It's like an expression that the witch will definitely suffer.

The middle-aged woman was thinking about how to punish the witch next and ask her for some money.

"Ah........." The witch slammed down on her body, knocking her to the ground, "I'll fight you." ”

The witch's voice was loud, even with a hint of a broken sound, because she did it on purpose, thinking of using her momentum to suppress it first, and then take the opportunity to find a gap to escape.

Sure enough, when the people around watched her fall forward like a mad dog, they subconsciously retreated.

Because this group of cold-blooded masses will be very active when they watch others be lively and will take advantage of some things, but once it comes to personal interests, they will immediately retreat.

"Husband, help me rip her apart." The middle-aged woman pulled her throat desperately, and her eyes that wanted to open were slightly covered by the scattered hair, and some couldn't open them.

Her hands were desperately grabbing forward, although she was also tugging at a little skin on the back of the witch's neck, but the witch gritted her teeth, and did not mean to let go at all, but pulled the hand that grabbed the woman's scalp tighter and tighter.

"Hmm........ Ah........h

At this time, the witch raised her eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a crack in the crowd, and it was just right to rush out.

So, her grip on the middle-aged woman's hand loosened slightly, but it soon tightened again.

It turned out that the middle-aged man wrapped his hand around her waist, as if to pull it away, but his fingers were not very restless, and he kept slowly rubbing up, completely rubbing oil.

The witch struggled back slightly, but when her cheeks accidentally touched her second brother, her ears instantly turned red, and even with a burst of shame.

At the same time, the middle-aged man's hand was still groping upward.

The witch let go of the middle-aged woman in an instant, and kicked her in the abdomen with her legs, and her released hand immediately grabbed the man's hand that was constantly rubbing oil, lowered her head, and bit it hard, and a row of clear teeth appeared on it with a flush of redness.

"Hey, hey......." The middle-aged man screamed in pain, and was about to take advantage of the male advantage to throw the witch to the ground, at this time the witch suddenly raised her foot and stepped down quickly, and the middle-aged man's toes were constantly ravaged.

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