Chapter 300: It's just garbage

"Miya, Miyamoto-san, you, are you serious?"

"Mr. Miyamoto, I don't know what kind of way you are going to draw the sword to choose the master for this Muramas......a?

"Mr. Miyamoto, is it true that everyone can participate, and can we waiters too?"

As soon as Ichiro Miyamoto said this, the audience was in an uproar.

Big-name celebrities, business bigwigs, and even the staff at the scene, some waiters, and security guards shouted excitedly.

As long as the knife is pulled out of the scabbard, not only can you get a Muramasa knife for free, but you will also donate $100 million to the Asian Charity Organizing Committee in your own name.

This is simply a good thing for fame and fortune!

Everyone was moved, including the business bigwigs.

A donation of $100 million, even if they don't necessarily come up with it.

What made everyone at the scene the most popular was the Muramasa knife, this is Miyamoto Ichiro's saber, the famous demon knife Muramasa, one of the top ten famous knives in Japan, with an auction price of 300 million US dollars.

If you get it, whether it's a private collection or a resale, it's a huge asset!

"Of course it's true!"

Ichiro Miyamoto said with a smile.

"I, Ichiro Miyamoto, have always been talkative, besides, this is a live broadcast, and the whole Asian people are watching me at this time, if I go back on my word, my face will really be embarrassed!"

"As for how to draw the knife. ”

Ichiro Miyamoto smiled and said, "I won't touch this knife, anyone who wants to try it can come to the stage and pull it out, as long as you don't leave this stage, any position, and no matter what way you use, as long as you can pull the knife out of the scabbard, it will be considered a success." ”

Ichiro Miyamoto put the Muramasa knife back on the shelf and said with a smile, "If you want to come up and give it a try, please line up in front of me." ”

"I, I'm the first!"

A young Korean man closest to Ichiro Miyamoto shouted, and hurried up.

Seeing this, the others came back to their senses and rushed forward.

"Damn, don't squeeze!"

"Whoever pushes me, don't push!"

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"Guard, security, keep order!"

The director of the scene shouted while rushing.

Some of the security guards who were also squeezing forward suddenly turned green, looking at the director who was running quickly towards this side and occupying a front position, and wanted to scold in his heart, draft a horse!

"What are you looking at, go and maintain order, don't you want this year's bonus!" roared the on-site director.

When it came to their year-end bonuses, the security guards suddenly stopped eating, so they could only walk back stupidly and start to maintain order.

Looking at the Chinese stars and Chinese business bigwigs who got up and ran to the front of the stage one by one, a voice student asked, "Shall we also go and join in the fun?"

"Damn, you still need to ask, of course you go, a 300 million dollar famous knife, if you get it, you don't have to worry about food and clothing in this life!" another good voice student shouted, and got up and rushed forward.

"Fuck, kid chicken thief, quick, keep up!"

"Ah, the opportunity to make a fortune is right in front of you!"

......

One by one, the voice students got up and left, and the female students were no exception, it was a famous knife worth 300 million US dollars!

If you can't be tempted by this, then you are not a human being, but an immortal Buddha who is beyond the world.

"Bad master, why don't we also have a good time?" Zhang Xiaoliu rubbed his hands, looked at the Muramasa knife on the shelf on the stage, and said with extremely hot eyes.

"Go, I won't go. Li Bad said.

"Okay, I'm going to pull out this Muramasa knife, and then sell it on the spot, and everyone will share the money!" Zhang Xiaoliu laughed, got up and ran over.

"Let's go, let's go join in the fun!" Ma Que said.

"Let's go!" said Simon.

Soon, there were Li Bad, Luo Tianyin, Xia Keer, Tang Doudou and others left in front of the table.

"Doudou, aren't you going?" Feng Timo asked.

"No need to go, the ultimate goal of that old man in Japan is me, and he will definitely come over and ask me to go up and draw his sword later!" Tang Doudou said with a smile.

"The ultimate goal is you, do you mean that the one named Ichiro Miyamoto came here for you??"

"Yes, for my title of goddess of war, to be exact. Tang Doudou said with a smile.

"This matter has nothing to do with your title as the goddess of war, right?" Chen Yili said.

"Sister Li, the Japanese people want to compete with us for the limelight, from noon to now, all the limelight in this charity gala is our Chinese. The news reports of Asian countries are either Doudou or my brother, and the Japanese people can't sit still and want to grab some limelight to go back. Luo Tianyin said with a smile.

"That's right, that Miyamoto Ichiro is definitely a person with real kung fu, and with him controlling behind his back, it is impossible for ordinary people to pull the knife out of the scabbard. When the time comes, he will find Doudou and use the agitation method to ask Doudou, the famous female god of war in Asia, to draw his sword. Moreover, he must be sure that Doudou will not be able to pull it out. After that, there will be a Japanese young man who will easily pull the knife out of the scabbard, and I don't need to say more about what will happen at that time!" Xia Ke'er said, the girl was very smart, and it was easy to analyze Miyamoto Ichiro's purpose.

Moreover, because of the title of the god of war of the beanie woman, when Ichiro Miyamoto came to invite, she couldn't refuse if she wanted to. ”

"This, the old man of the country is too insidious this day!"

Thinking about it carefully, Feng Timo shouted in a low voice.

"Doudou, are you sure you can pull out that knife?" asked Tuesday.

"It's just a knife, it's a small thing. Tang Doudou said with a smile, if she was alone, she would definitely not be able to pull it out, but she was not fighting alone, and there was Li Bad behind her.

"Sir......" Wang Xiaolian walked over.

Li Bad glanced at Wang Da Shallot and the others who were sitting not far away, and knew that Wang Shallot was sent by them to inquire about the news, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you should eat, drink, just wait to watch the show." ”

"Yes, sir. Wang Xiaolian breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his seat.

"Sir, let us not worry, just sit and watch the play. Wang Xiaoliang said.

"Hahaha, then let's watch the play, everyone should eat and drink. Wang Da Green smiled.

......

On the stage, there are many people who draw knives, one after another, but as Xia Keer said, no matter whether the person who draws the knife is tall, short, fat or thin, no one can pull the knife out of the scabbard.

"It's strange, this knife is really evil, and it can't be pulled out no matter how much it is pulled, as if someone has poured the knife and scabbard together with cement. ”

"What do you know, this is Mr. Miyamoto's ability, if it is so easy to be pulled out by you, is Mr. Miyamoto still Mr. Miyamoto?"

"It's Mr. Miyamoto, there are so many people here, I'm afraid no one can pull out this knife. ”

"Don't forget the goddess of war in Huaguo, she may be able to pull out the sword. ”

"Huaguo Female God of War, yes, that girl may really succeed. ”

"Ahh

"Come out for me!"

On the stage, a security guard who was two meters tall and whose muscles were like steel poured out of his body roared, and the green tendons on his arms and neck bulged. He sat on the ground, holding the scabbard of Muramasa's knife between his feet, and clenched the handle of the knife with two cross-legged sounds, trying to pull the knife out of the scabbard with all his strength.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he roared and roared, the knife was still hidden in the scabbard, and even a millimeter could be pulled out.

Beads of sweat dripped on the stage, soaking the position under the buttocks, and the security guard, who was as strong as the iron tower, turned pale, wiped the sweat on his head, and said weakly: "I can't do it, I don't have the physical strength anymore, I can't pull it out." ”

He put the Muramasa knife aside, staggered and wanted to get up, but unfortunately he couldn't stand up after struggling for a long time, and finally several security colleagues came to help him down.

"Even George failed, and it doesn't look like we're going to succeed. ”

"Yes, George, a retired special forces soldier from the Delta Special Forces in the United States, is very powerful, and is a veritable king of strange power, even he pulled out this knife, and no one should have pulled it out on the spot. ”

......

Some of the onlookers discussed, and the guests from all over the world at the scene also showed disappointed expressions when they heard the words.

These people are either big stars or business tycoons, and they are used to being pampered one by one, and they can breathe when they move a stone and climb a few flights of stairs, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are powerless.

Not even such terrifying muscle monsters could pull their knives out of their scabbards, let alone them.

"Who else wants to come up and try it?"

"Is there no one?" Miyamoto Ichiro looked around the scene, but as far as his eyes could see, no one stood up.

After the excitement was over, the people calmed down, and even such a tower-like muscular man couldn't pull the knife out of the scabbard, let alone them.

"Friends over there, do you want to come and give it a try, I see that you haven't touched it since just now, don't you look down on the old man's knife?"

Miyamoto Ichiro's eyes finally fell on Li Bad and Tang Doudou.

"It's that Li Bad!"

"And the goddess of war!"

......

The crowd followed Miyamoto Ichiro's line of sight and found that Miyamoto Ichiro was not talking about anyone else, it was the Chinese female god of war who had been in the limelight before, and Li Bad, who made nine sky-high pancakes.

"Well, if anyone can pull out this knife, in addition to giving him this Muramasa knife, I will personally give him another 100 million US dollars, and donate 500 million US dollars in his name to the Asian Charity Organizing Committee!" Miyamoto Ichiro said loudly.

Anyway, he doesn't have to pay for the money, and the rich Japanese businessmen who instigated him to come out and suppress the Chinese will pay the money together.

on the web.

"100 million US dollars, fuck, as long as you pull out the knife, you can get 100 million US dollars, this money is too easy to make!"

"It's good to earn your sister, didn't you see it just now, that devil meat man couldn't pull out even a millimeter of that knife with all his strength!"

"That is, this 100 million dollars is not something that any cat or dog can earn. That Miyamoto Ichiro is not a wasted guy, this guy is one of the few powerful samurai who has been proven to really have qigong!"

"Qigong, does the real thing really exist?"

"There exists, but very few people can practice it. ”

"What kind of devil muscles, it's just a muscular man who doesn't know how to cultivate and only knows how to use brute force, and the real strength when he exerts his strength is not much greater than that of ordinary people, but unfortunately, I am not at the scene, otherwise I will definitely be able to pull out that knife. ”

"Friend, be careful when you say big things, flash your tongue!"

"Big words, Lao Tzu has been practicing hard qigong for more than 30 years, fighting invincible opponents all over the world, and never saying big words!"

"Hard Qigong, thirty years, is it Shi Yihu, a master of a tiger who just won the World Unrestricted Fighting Championship this year?"

"That's right, it's down there, if I were there, this knife would be mine. ”

", I took a look at the information, this person is really a tiger master!"

"Master One Tiger, Mom sells batches, I actually saw a live Master of One Tiger!"

"Master Yihu, please accept apprentices!"

"Together!"

“+1!”

......

Netizens from Asian countries discussed, but while they were talking, the building became crooked.

Charity Gala, live.

"Send 100 million US dollars, donate 500 million US dollars, Miyamoto, Mr. Miyamoto, this is too much fun!" said a wealthy Japanese businessman.

"Oh my God, it's 600 million US dollars, it's true that we have money, but our money doesn't fall from the sky!" said an old man from Japan.

"600 million US dollars, Mr. Miyamoto, is this going to kill us? Let's talk about it first, my company has been short of funds recently, and I can only come up with 30 million US dollars. ”

"I'm up to $50 million, and I don't have more. ”

As long as you can suppress the limelight of the Chinese people, what is it to spend more money, I will personally contribute 400 million to 600 million US dollars, and you only need to share 200 million. A short but very dignified old man of Japan said.

"It's still Mr. Umegawa who understands righteousness!"

"I'm not as good as Mr. Umegawa!"

......

The crowd was stunned, and then began to slap the sycophants.

"Alright, let's watch the show. Umekawa said coldly.

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"Send a knife, and send another 100 million US dollars privately, and donate 500 million US dollars to the Asian Charity Organizing Committee in the name of this person, fuck, if this Nima can pull out the knife, then it will really be sent!"

"Don't dream, you guy who can't even carry a bag of rice upstairs. ”

"I can't, but our goddess of war can!"

"That's right, the female god of war is so powerful, even the first person in international taekwondo can knock out with one punch, and it must be no problem to pull out a knife. ”

"Female god of war, female god of war!"

"Goddess of War!"

"Goddess of War!"

......

As a person shouted the three words of the female god of war, many male guests at the scene shouted together, and their eyes fell on Tang Doudou's body.

"Female god of war, what female god of war?" asked Ichiro Miyamoto knowingly.

"Mr. Miyamoto, they are talking about a Chinese girl of the goddess of war, that is, the girl who wears a big red cheongsam, this Chinese girl is also a powerful samurai, and she ...... at noon"

"That's amazing, then ask her to come and give it a try!" said Ichiro Miyamoto with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Miyamoto. ”

With the entire Asian people watching the live broadcast of the party, Tang Doudou couldn't refuse the invitation of the Japanese people at all.

Came to the stage and picked up the Muramasa knife from the shelf.

Tang Doudou glanced at Li Bad in the audience.

The latter nodded at her.

Tang Doudou smiled, grasped the scabbard with his left hand, and gently flicked the handle with his right hand.

When it was over, he knocked on the blade of the knife, and when he knocked it for the third time, the whole knife broke into more than ten pieces and fell to the ground with a bang.

"What are the top ten famous knives in Japan, they are simply garbage!" Tang Doudou smiled disdainfully, threw down the handle of the knife, and turned away without looking back.

(End of chapter)