Chapter 792 Is There Such an Operation?

No matter where these negative emotions come from, as long as they are collected by this magic weapon, it is a good thing for me, and I am one step closer to completing the task.

Thinking that Feifei has been in a coma for the past two months, Shen Bing is very entangled.

It's not that Shen Bing doesn't work hard to complete this task, it's mainly because the seven emotions and six desires are really hard to deal with.

If it wasn't for Qiuqiu's reminder this time, he guessed that he would really go to the prison or something when he went back...

The fight on the field was still going on, and Shen Bing was not interested in watching it.

Relatively speaking, the guy named Rossel is stronger, while Xichai is more flexible.

After fighting like this for nearly ten minutes, Xi Gua turned sideways, and after dodging Rossel's blow, he kicked the opponent's abdomen with a swift and violent kick, disintegrating the opponent's combat power on the spot.

This is a free combat competition, not boxing, so there are not so many rules.

After the referee counted down the countdown, Rossel failed to get up, and the game ended like this.

The audience in the audience screamed excitedly, or cursed viciously, filling the entire arena.

"Brother Shen, why don't we bet on the next game?" Liu Jin looked very interested.

Shen Bing smiled lightly, and said, "How much money can this make? The organizer knows the strength comparison of the players better than us, and the odds set are definitely more favorable to them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a new round of fighting was about to begin.

This time it was a judo master from the Japanese country and a taekwondo master from the Bangzi country.

There is no huge difference in strength in this type of competition, and the hosts and arrangements are basically evenly matched opponents.

This can also be seen from the odds on the big screen, the two are almost the same.

As soon as the fight between the two started, there was already a commotion from the audience.

"Give me ten seconds to kill him!" I don't know if some idiot cast the highest odds.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the Japanese master who was fighting bravely froze, and then fell down in a daze.

Shen Bing and the audience sitting near the ring could see clearly that there was a streak of blood on the forehead of the Japanese master, and then there was something milky white mixed in it.

"what……"

"Dead!"

"There are gunshots!"

The people who reacted were suddenly in chaos. These people can calmly watch others fight desperately, even if one of them is killed by a punch in the end, they will only scream excitedly.

The reason is that no matter how powerful the fighters are, no matter how murderous they are, they are limited to the ring and will not threaten the audience. They can appreciate the life-and-death fight from the perspective of God.

But it's different now, there was a gunshot coming from somewhere, and the Japanese master was killed with one shot. This is a completely unexpected situation.

Since the gunman could kill the fighters, he could naturally aim at anyone in the stands.

This is completely an uncertain factor!

Those who can board this cruise ship are rich people, who the hell doesn't value their own life more than anything else?

The screams continued for a while.

Even Gao Jingchuan and Liu Jin's expressions changed slightly. Although they were not afraid, they were also worried about Shen Bing's safety.

They all knew about Shen Bing's two trips abroad before. Although it was purely accidental that Shen Bing boarded this cruise ship this time, who the hell knows if someone is behind the scenes?

On the other hand, Shen Bing and Li Xiao looked calm and didn't even stand up.

"Bang bang..." There were two more loud gunshots, and with the gunshots falling, the entire arena was silent.

"Quiet the fuck!" a rough voice yelled.

Shen Bing followed the sound and saw a middle-aged Caucasian man standing on the top of the arena stands at some point with a pipe in his mouth.

Beside this white man, stood two guys who could be called door gods, each holding a Minimi light machine gun, and a large string of bullets wrapped around their shoulders was full of deterrence.

Not only that, but there is also a person standing in each of the other directions,

All of them have long guys, and the swarthy muzzle makes no doubt that this is a fake style.

Although there are more than a dozen security guards maintaining order in the arena, they dare not make any changes at this moment.

Nima! Everyone has at least one gun to focus on, who dares to move?

"Hehe! That's right." The white man walked down with a smile, looked at the host on the stage, and said jokingly: "Mr. referee, I voted for Mr. Ken Kurokawa just now." Re-bet, a total of 300,000 US dollars, betting that he will die within 10 seconds. Now this situation...should I win?"

Everyone at the scene was heartbroken, why did they have such an operation?

The corners of Shen Bing's mouth turned up slightly, this guy is a bosom friend! I thought of this method before, but I didn't do it.

The referee and host on the stage was both confused and terrified.

How should I answer myself?

A bet of 300,000 US dollars, according to the odds of 1000 times, is 300 million US dollars, which is almost worth one-fifth of the total value of the ship.

Besides, this bet should be a matter for both sides of the fight. If you killed someone with a fucking shot, do you still have to pay for it? How can there be such a reason?

It's a pity that these words were swallowed back in his throat. He dared to guarantee that if he dared to say that he would not accompany him, the other party would definitely kill him with a single shot - anyway, one of them died, and this group of desperadoes would definitely not mind killing more One.

Gao Jingchuan and Liu Jin looked around, hoping to find a way to break the situation. Although it seems that this group of desperadoes are only targeting the organizer, as long as they use their brains a little, they will know that things will definitely not be that simple.

If it's really just targeting the sponsor, why bother to go to war?

After looking around, they felt a little overwhelmed, this is so difficult to handle! Although they thought they were superior in strength, they still felt apprehensive in the face of dozens of guns.

Gao Jingchuan's gaze suddenly turned to Shen Bing, only to find that this guy was still sitting there carelessly, as if the surrounding situation had nothing to do with me.

Uh...seems like he's not just sitting there, he seems to be playing mobile games...

Generally speaking, there is only one kind of person who can sit so peacefully in this situation, and that is mental illness. But is Shen Bing mentally ill?

Absolutely not.

Seeing this scene, Gao Jingchuan's originally worried heart relaxed a lot for no reason.

"Shen Bing, what should we do?" Gao Jingchuan asked in a low voice.

Shen Bing stared at the screen with complicated emotions.

After listening to Gao Jingchuan's words, he said softly, "Look first before talking."

"Eh!" Gao Jingchuan didn't know what medicine was sold in Shen Bing's gourd, so he didn't ask too many questions at the moment to avoid being targeted by the other party.

The white man had already stepped onto the ring, took a puff of a cigarette, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Referee, do you think that I am making an unreasonable request if you don't speak like this?"

The referee was frightened. He seemed to smell the breath of death from the opponent, and said repeatedly: "No...no! Your request...is normal. It's just...just..."

The white man smiled and asked, "Just what?"

The referee said with a mournful face, "It's just such a large amount of money, I... I can't make the decision!"

"Hehe!" The white man suddenly raised his empty left hand, and a pistol appeared in his hand at some point, pointing the gun at the other's forehead, and said, "Then first transfer out the part of the amount that you can decide Bar!"

The big man standing on the left side of the white man muttered: "Boss, if you want me to say, just kill this guy, and transfer the money to their boss in a while."

The referee's legs were like sifting chaff, he was afraid that the opponent's finger would snap a hole in his forehead.

"You know what a fart!" The white man snorted, but didn't explain too much, and continued to stare at the referee, "After the last game, it was this guy who finally confirmed with his fingerprints and the payment process was completed. He only Need to confirm the result of this game, the money will be in our pockets."

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