Chapter Fifty-Six: The Anger and Death of the Chinese

Everyone thought that Su Han had disarmed and surrendered, and this guy asked to take the initiative to report the results.

Isn't this looking for shame?

Of course, more people are confused, does Su Han really plan to turn defeat into victory?

The host sneered: "Okay, okay, you want to be embarrassed by you, I still want to carry it for you." ”

Su Han ignored him and reported an Arabic numeral: "3." ”

Suddenly, the number lit up on the opposite screen.

If you light up this number, it means that you have answered correctly.

"Hey, that's pretty accurate."

“5。”

The numbers lit up again.

"I'll go, I'm lucky." The audience continues to erupt in theories of luck.

“10。”

Another one lit up, and this time it was the turn of the audience to be silent.

They were frightened by Su Han, this is simply unscientific, they can recognize numbers without eyes? Which famous teacher taught such an apprentice? It's incredible.

Su Han's reporting numbers still did not stop, he reported one, and the screen lit up one.

Every time a new number was lit up, the audience opened their mouths wide, and they didn't dare to make any sound, for fear of disturbing Su Han's thinking, it was very painful to forcibly suppress their excitement, these viewers were very painful now, and they wanted to howl angrily in their hearts, but they could only swallow these words in their stomachs, how uncomfortable.

"57.58.61.69." Su Han finished reporting a number.

Twenty-five out of twenty-five, 100 percent hit.

The winner is already clear.

The audience immediately used it like a tide, and some people had to squeeze up the spiral staircase.

"Don't fight with me, I have to hug Su Yingying whatever I say today."

"Su Yingying is from your family? Su Yingying is a talent that belongs to the entire Chinese tattoo industry. ”

A large number of spectators came to the stage, abandoning Su Han high and welcoming the hero who returned from the Arc de Triomphe.

Xiao Ying was also a little excited, it seems that she has always underestimated Su Han's strength, she used to think that Su Han's biggest characteristic was sincerity, but now she found out that he was a monkey, making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, I don't know how much ability he has.

It was also the first time she felt that the male friends around her were so bottomless.

She wiped away her tears of excitement, and also waved her arms and shouted excitedly: "Brother Xiao Han, you are the best, Brother Xiao Han, you are the best." ”

Su Han heard a familiar voice, waved his hand in that direction, and also noticed Xiao Ying.

At that moment, Xiao Ying looked at Su Han's eyes with some urge to cry, is it a bit too much for such a bloody man to be scolded by himself as a violent maniac just now?

Xiao Ying turned around and really shed tears, and the tears told him: "You are really excessive." ”

The audience kept throwing Su Han, and some viewers even asked, "Su Yingying, can you tell us who your master is?" ”

At this point, Su Han didn't have anything to hide, and shouted loudly: "My sect is called - Wenmen!" My Master is--Nine...... Line!!! ”

Shouting loudly, Su Han told the tattoo lovers in the audience: "The tattoo gate is very powerful, and the nine tattoos are masters." ”

Many people who want to engage in the tattoo industry have a plan in their hearts, they must enter the tattoo door, no matter how difficult it is, they must go in, where they can really cultivate themselves into talents.

Next to the TV, Jiuwen watches TV almost every night, and this time he also searched for a tattoo exhibition competition, during the trial broadcast, he saw the figure of his apprentice, and he has been frugal and spent twenty yuan to subscribe to this show.

When he saw Su Han returning the favor with his own way, he was also as excited as a child, jumping around in the spacious room, and when he saw Su Han close his eyes, he pinched a handful of sweat.

When he heard Su Han's words: "My sect is called - Wenmen, and my master is - Jiuwen!! The old Jiuwen covered his eyes with his thin hands, and at that moment, the hot and muddy tears burst out like a river that had collapsed its embankment, and even oozed out of the old hands, gathering into drops and dripping on his legs.

"Good boy, good boy...... boy." Jiuwen was so moved, and even very guilty, in fact, he hadn't taught Su Han too much, but Su Han gave him Jiuwen and Wenmen a big publicity.

It is conceivable that in the next few days, the tattoo gate will be full of people, and there will be many learners, all of whom are brought by Su Han.

"The sky does not live up to me, let me meet such a year-old friend." Jiuwen shrugged his shoulders with excitement.

……

In the VIP room, Li Changfeng pointed at Guan Dongzhe's nose and scolded: "Bastard, bastard, I let you abuse that rookie, what's the situation now?" You were abused like this by that rookie? Do you know? A lot of TV viewers even thought it was made up by us, because they didn't believe that a guy who had learned to tattoo for three days could beat a master like you, so he unsubscribed halfway through, and the old man lost more than 16 million, you know? ”

"Huh, rookie? Have you ever seen such a sharp rookie? Who did you find for me? ”

"It doesn't matter who you are, in the next game, you bet on a finger, and then again, if you have to kill him, you can bet on what you are most proud of." Li Changfeng gave orders.

"If I want to bet on you, I will never bet my finger on this game."

Li Changfeng pulled Kanto Zhe over, his left hand was cold, and a blade was placed on Guan Dongzhe's neck: "Two choices, first, you give me a good haode bet, I guarantee that you are intact, and at the same time, you can also get a check for five million from me, and you can also win back your reputation." Second, if you don't gamble, that's good, your life is in my hands, you can't go back to Japan, and at the same time, the lives of your family are also in my hands, and the people of the Black Dragon Hall in the Yamaguchi Group are now in your home. ”

"You...... It's shameless. ”

"You are just as shameless, don't say anything to anyone, go, your family is waiting for you to be reunited." Li Changfeng let go of his hand and pointed to the door.

"Humph!" After Guan Dongzhe glanced at Li Changfeng, he left the room and took the stage again.

The crowd on the stage is not over yet, this is the master of the tattoo world, every year in the international competition, the Chinese players are always intercepted halfway, this time, although it is not an official competition, but the first tattoo artist in Asia is killed, it is enough for the audience to find a little comfort.

"Su Yingying, you are my idol."

"Don't use the title of Su Yingying, it's too vulgar, we should change it to another one, it's right to call Su Banxian."

"It makes sense, to be able to say all the numbers without opening your eyes, isn't this a half-immortal?"

"Half-human, half-immortal, gods and ghosts first."

When everyone's emotions were already too high, the host came out again to disturb the scenery: "Please be quiet, Mr. Kanto just now stumbled and decided to play another game, and he wanted to ask Su Han if he was willing." ”

"It's better than a yarn, I lost all of it, do you want to lose again?"

"Can that Kanto Zhe still have a face? Lost two games in a row and still come? ”

"It's a chrysanthemum pop again, so let's honestly roll back to Japan with my tail between my legs."

At this time, Su Han has become everyone's new favorite, and he is maintaining everywhere when he speaks.

"This time it's a different gamble, no money, no jewelry."

"So what's the bet?"

"One finger!" The host stretched out his middle finger with a platinum ring: "Whoever loses, how about cutting off this finger?" ”

The audience was suddenly unhappy: "Damn, bet on your fingers? Why don't you tell him to commit suicide by seppuku? Don't Japanese devils always like to play this?

"You guys?" The host was choked a little uncomfortable.

Su Han pushed aside the crowd and said loudly: "Kanto Zhe was obviously a militarist when Japan invaded China, and I took the gamble this time, not for anything else, just to recover a little interest for the sins of the year." ”

Bang Bang Bang!

The audience applauded, and all the people with hats automatically took off their hats and saluted Su Hanxing.

These prodigal sons who love tattoos may be different from ordinary people, but they all have one thing in common, they all have a burning heart for the motherland.

"Good! The project to be gambled on this time was formulated by Kanto Tetsu. The host stretched his tone, but unfortunately, Kanto Tetsu doesn't have any favor now, and almost everyone has no good impression of him.

"It's not fair, the designated person for the gambling project turned out to be Kanto Tetsu? It's not better than the two of us going to shit together, and then when we wipe our butts, you give me a bamboo board, and tell me that you usually use bamboo boards to scrape, do you use bamboo boards to scrape, I must scrape them? "Talented audiences are always there.

Su Han laughed for a long time when he heard this: "Brothers, don't make trouble, this time I don't have any crooked thoughts, I want to let Guan Dongzhe, the devil, lose convincingly, and when he sees the Huaxia people in the future, he will obediently hide, be a pug, stop under the bed, and dare not say anything." ”

"Good! I'm sticking with you. ”

"I support it too."

"If you want money or someone, you can have it, as long as Su Banxian speaks."

One sentence reminded the older audience of the story they heard from their fathers at that time, the Japanese tanks drove to China, and the Japanese army drove to China, all of which formed the incident that the Chinese people are sad when they mention it now.

Invade! In the end, the Chinese people drove away those arrogant Japanese devils, and now, Huaxia is no longer afraid of the small Japanese island, but we take you with the benevolence and righteousness of China, and the little Japan still wants to provoke China.

Then let you taste the anger of Huaxia!

Look at this monstrous anger, can you accept it!

The Chinese people's hatred of the Japanese comes from the bones, and any hot-blooded young man will have an unconditional dislike for them, especially the Japanese with militaristic tendencies.

When all the audience's eyes were rosy, Kanto Tetsu still walked over arrogantly: "Stupid Shina people, let me show you what is the highest art today." ”

In Huaxia, you dare to say the word "Zhina"? Looking for death, right?

Some of the grumpy viewers were already ready to bring a bench to cure Kanto Zhe's bad mouth, but Su Han said calmly: "Don't use force first, we want the Japanese to kneel in front of us in a dignified manner!" ”