"Kill him instantly, kill him instantly!", "Kill him, kill him!" "
"Kill him, beat him to death!"
The students below cheered again. They agreed with Yang Ming's words and did not need to give face to Fan Sibiao.
However, Feng Jiuneng stood on the stage and listened to Yang Ming's shameless words, feeling a little disdainful in his heart. He thought to himself, you bastard Yang Ming doesn't know how to live or die. You are bragging here, how can you directly bring down Feng Sibiao? What about dreaming
He is a master of the underground boxing ring in V City in the South. Knocking you down is just a trick. How dare you say that
I asked you to fight for the microphone with me on stage just now, and asked you to threaten and scare me. Then Feng Sibiao appeared on the stage and couldn't kill you!
Thinking of this, Feng Jiuneng felt a lot more balanced. He couldn't take care of Yang Ming, but someone could take care of it for him, and he didn't have to worry about no one taking revenge for him!
While Yang Ming was talking to the side, Feng Sibiao stood expressionless!
From the moment Yang Ming came on the scene, he never took Yang Ming seriously. As soon as he saw Yang Ming's body and appearance, Feng Sibiao was happy. This opponent was too weak. It was too easy to earn two hundred thousand yuan. Yang Ming For me, it is the level of instant kill!
As for the big words that Yang Ming said, Feng Sibiao didn't even listen. The opponents who died under his hands talked a lot of big words, and they all looked awesome, but what was the final outcome? Aren't you beating yourself to death, going to the hospital, and being unable to take care of yourself for the rest of your life
There are too many arrogant opponents like this. Don’t they even know what Yelang is arrogant? Feng Sibiao didn't even bother to argue. Whatever you say, what you say is ridiculous. When the time comes and he is beaten to death by one punch, the gap will be even greater!
"Haha, I will kill him instantly as everyone wishes." Yang Ming said to everyone with a smile.
"Oh oh oh oh! Great! Kill him instantly!"
"Yang Ming is so awesome!"
Yang Ming then returned the microphone to Feng Jiuneng: "Here you go, you can talk now."
Feng Jiuneng took the phone angrily, feeling very unhappy. He was still killing him instantly. Are you the one who will be killed instantly
"Some players have never seen the world and are relatively unorganized..." Feng Jiuneng picked up the microphone and prepared to ridicule Yang Ming. Although he could not beat Yang Ming, there was still no problem in taking advantage of him.
"Yeah, some players actually find someone to take their place in the competition. It's so unruly!"
"That's right. If you can't do something yourself, why should you find someone to replace it?"
"Is it because I can't stand it anymore in front of my girlfriend and I need to find someone to take my place?"
"Hahahaha, you are so unorganized and disciplined. Even if you hire someone to take over the competition, you still show your face? But you don't know where you are hiding. How come you are like Zhao, hiding all day long and not daring to see people?"
"Gah?" The person Feng Jiuneng wanted to say before was Yang Ming, saying that Yang Ming had no organizational discipline and would grab the host's microphone as soon as he came on stage. But what he didn't expect was that the students below him immediately took over his words, Target Fan Jinzhe!
This left Feng Jiuneng at a loss as to what to do. He couldn't just follow his classmates' words and say that Fan Jinzhe had no organizational discipline**? He is Fan Jinzhe's younger brother, isn't he asking for a beating by saying this
But if you don't say it, how can you consummate what you said before
"... Well, although some students have poor organizational discipline, is this an amateur competition? If organizational discipline is poor, it can add some fun to the game and prevent it from being boring!" Feng Jiuneng reacted quickly and laughed. , and then said.
The classmates in front of him immediately let out a sigh, which made Feng Jiuneng feel guilty, but he was so thick-skinned that he didn't care.
However, just when Feng Jiuneng wanted to say something more, the microphone in his hand was snatched away by Yang Ming again!
"You..., what are you going to do?" Feng Jiuneng was shocked and immediately asked Yang Mingdao.
"Oh, in order to prevent the game from being boring, I added some fun to the game!" Yang Ming said carelessly, and then said to the students in the audience: "Do you think what I said is right?"
"Yes, that's right!"
"Hahahaha, Feng Jiu is a big ****!"
"Yeah, let's increase the atmosphere. Let's beat him up?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Quiet, everyone, please be quiet!" Feng Jiuneng didn't have a microphone in his hand, and he couldn't control the atmosphere on the stage. He was suddenly sweating profusely.
"Fuck, Jiuneng, you idiot, just grab the microphone and leave!" Feng Sibiao couldn't stand it anymore and glared at Feng Jiuneng, wondering why he was so useless and aggrieved
"I... Jiuneng glanced at Yang Ming and then at Feng Sibiao. He didn't dare. How dare he grab the microphone in Yang Ming's hand? Isn't that asking for a beating
"What are you?" Feng Sibiao felt that Feng Jiuneng was too cowardly, what the hell! He said angrily: "Why don't you go and grab it? Do you want me to do it?"
"I don't dare...Uncle, I am not Yang Ming's opponent. Am I afraid of getting beaten?" Feng Jiuneng said with a guilty conscience.
"Useless thing! Look at me!" Feng Sibiao glared at him and said with hatred.
"Okay, uncle, come on!" Feng Jiuneng immediately became happy. With Feng Sibiao standing up for him, what else did he have to fear
Yang Ming looked a little funny on the sidelines. It turns out that Feng Sibiao is Feng Jiuneng's uncle? It is very possible that both of them have the surname Feng. It turned out that Feng Jiuneng had moved all his relatives here.
Feng Sibiao strode towards Yang Ming, stretched out his hand without any explanation, and wanted to take the microphone from Yang Ming's hand.
"You want to steal my microphone?" Yang Ming sneered and looked at Feng Sibiao.
Feng Sibiao didn't say anything, as if he didn't take Yang Ming seriously at all, and directly reached out to grab his microphone. However, at this moment, Yang Ming suddenly let go. Feng Sibiao wanted to snatch the microphone away with great force, but he didn't expect it. Yang Ming would let go at this time, and he thought Yang Ming would compete with him!
He originally wanted to use this opportunity to show off his strength, which could be regarded as a secret contest, so Feng Sibiao could be said to have used his full strength. As a result, Yang Ming let go lightly, and Feng Sibiao suddenly lost his focus. After receiving the microphone, he suddenly asked He took two steps back and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. When he was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly helped Feng Jiuneng, otherwise he would have really fallen.
"Hahahahaha!" The students in the audience burst into laughter. This scene was too funny. Everyone found it extremely funny. Feng Sibiao wanted to show how capable he was, but he didn't show it clearly. Yang Ming You have no intention of competing with him. Will you make a fool of yourself if you let go? ! ~!