1617 Ten Minutes for You!

As soon as No. 9 finished speaking, he heard a beautiful little girl with blond hair shouting from the stand with a loudspeaker.

"As a hero, you must speak politely! You must be called Master!"

The loudspeaker amplifier was extremely loud, with a piercing sound, causing the security guards to run over and take away the girl's tools.

No. 9 coughed dryly twice, then changed his tune.

"Master, continue."

Li Fan was dumbfounded watching from the player stand, what the hell, is this the number nine he knew?

Now number nine is not domineering at all, okay, the whole thing is a tracheitis? It's too late, anyway, he is also a man cloned with his own genes, how can he have bronchitis? You should be the same as yourself, domineering and unparalleled, and let women obey you? Look at me, Li Fan, since when have you heard of women playing tricks?

"Li Fan, if you and I confront each other later, we must fight with all our strength, and we must not show mercy. Do you hear me?"

Li Fanzheng was filled with indignation, and suddenly received a voice message from Murongying on his mobile phone WeChat.

"yes……"

Li Fan replied obediently.

The game is still going on, although No. 9 is provoking, but Master Yuxu is in a high mood, so naturally he won't fall for it.

"Amitabha, the body of the benefactor is strong, just like becoming a Buddha and becoming a saint, which I admire."

"What kind of Buddha, what kind of saint, it's all bullshit."

But Number Nine said, "I am enough to save all sentient beings."

Because the contestants all wore microphones, their words could be heard clearly by everyone in the audience. Therefore, the words of No. 9 caused the fans to scream again, all of them were extremely excited.

"Amitabha, there is no Buddha in the heart of the donor, either great good or great evil."

"What is good? What is evil?"

No. 9 said, "I once saw a drug lord who killed countless people. In order to save his elderly mother, he would donate his organs, even if he lost his life. Do you think such a person is good or evil?"

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Since he has the heart to repent, it is good."

"But in order to find the remaining usable organs, he arrested hundreds of black immigrants and threw them one by one. Is this good or evil?"

"..."

Even Yuxu was speechless for a while.

"In China, a man named Han Feizi once said that human nature is inherently evil, so people cannot weigh good and evil, but can only be restrained by law!"

Number Nine said loudly, "Anyone who breaks the law must be punished. Even a small evil must not be let go! Some people are good at taking advantage of the loopholes of the law. After all, the law is dead. But I am alive, and I am Number Nine. Also the punisher."

Li Fan wondered why No. 9 spoke the same way. Could it be that the female reporter named Windsor taught him this rhetoric?

The host also spoke at this time, "Number 9 discussed the law with the master, and he seems to have some reasons. China is also a country governed by law, but the law must be enforced by the law enforcement department, and justice cannot be advertised by one person. "

The host's words did not get the approval of most people, but what he said was the most basic truth.

In this place, the individual cannot be greater than the law. Even a national hero like Li Fan has to be restricted. This is different from No. 9. He is in the US Empire, where the people pursue heroes and freedom.

Everyone naturally has their own values ​​in their hearts, in other words, they have their own gods and Buddhas. Master Yuxu didn't look good either, he didn't argue with No. 9, but continued to use his Thousand Buddha Palm to fight No. 9.

No. 9 still folded his arms, like an iron man, letting the old monk's iron palms fall on him continuously.

bang bang bang!

Explosive sounds continued to sound, and powerful energy exploded from No. 9's body, impacting the surroundings. But no matter how Yuxu attacked, No. 9 was intact, as if there was no injury at all.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk finally saw a clue and couldn't help sighing.

"I am not your opponent, I admit defeat."

This abbot of Shaolin, a master of martial arts, surrendered after a few moves! People around were shocked, but those who bet on number nine to win burst into laughter.

"Look, number nine is still the strongest!"

The boss of the World Bank nodded in satisfaction, "The actuary before me must be crazy. If I follow his plan, I will definitely lose everything!"

"Huaxia people can't be trusted, so I can make you untold money."

The German actuary said confidently that according to his prediction, No. 9 and the white tiger will meet in the final, and the winner must be No. 9!

But as a gamble, there must be a way, otherwise everyone is optimistic about No. 9 and bets on No. 9, and they will lose miserably. So for such games, they usually use time points as a way to increase the fun of gambling.

For example, when Number 9 beats the White Tiger, their gamble is a handicap of ten. What does this handicap of ten mean, that is, No. 9 must defeat the white tiger within ten minutes before he can be regarded as winning. If you don't win within ten minutes, then the white tiger wins. In this way, someone will bet on the white tiger.

And this time No. 9 won by handicap. Master Yuxu, the abbot of Shaolin, is China's master of martial arts after all, and his strength has also been recognized by some. So the gamble was that No. 9 defeated Master Yuxu within seven minutes. Many people think, Yuxu is also a generation of masters, Shaolin has been the strongest sect in China since ancient times, right? Isn't there a saying that the world's martial arts come from Shaolin? There used to be a Shaolin Temple movie that became popular all over the world!

So a lot of money was spent on Yuxu. In seven minutes, the abbot of Shaolin is not someone with a gold bell cover and an iron cloth shirt. He can always persevere, right? Who would have thought that he would admit defeat within two minutes!

A large sum of money entered the bank, the boss was happy, and many gamblers were crying on the roof.

"No. 9 is a well-deserved hero of the United States. He defeated China's martial arts master, Master Yuxu."

The host is also creating momentum for No. 9 in order to create a super-heated atmosphere.

"Many people on the field are still shouting No. 9's name. I don't know if the Chinese masters who are facing him can turn the situation back in the next battle?"

Sitting on the player bench, Li Fan was also deep in thought. The strength of No. 9 seems to be much stronger. At least compared to the last time he went to Lijiadao to find his clone, he was much stronger. Sure enough, he is a comrade with his own genes, so strong makes sense!

"The list for the fourth round is also out. It's Li Yun from Huaxia Yingwumen, who will fight against our black boxing champion, Bo Sen!"

The crowd cheered again, and the information of the two appeared on the big screen.

At this time, the bank also began to operate, and the boss made a bet for the two based on the calculation of the actuary.

Bo Sen wins Li Yun and makes a three!