Chapter 855: Trying to Provoke Others? You Are Still a Little Naive.

Zhong Mo turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

The foreign legion headed by Chiatu was getting out of the car and walking towards them in a swaggering manner.

But the scene that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet. When countless spectators saw them, they took a few steps back, as if they were carrying some kind of virus, for fear of infecting themselves!

After all, the gossip yesterday made the people of Xiangjiang have a sharp decline in their impression of these foreigners.

This scene made Chiatu and the others feel as if they had swallowed a fly. They felt indescribably uncomfortable and aggrieved. The eyes looking at Zhong Mo were even more resentful and dissatisfied. They wanted to tear this pretty boy to pieces alive!

If it weren't for him, how could people like him become rats crossing the street, with everyone shouting to beat them?

"Zhong Mo, I heard that you are very strong. I have a friend who also likes to do sports. How about you two competing? You are not too timid to accept his challenge, are you?"

Jiatu walked up to Zhong Mo, held his head high, and shouted arrogantly.

Although the two of them had met several times before, this was the first time they spoke face to face.

The atmosphere at the scene was instantly ignited.

Countless viewers turned their attention to the two of them.

Zhong Mo glanced at Jiatu and the others, was slightly startled, turned his head with doubts on his face, and asked the dozens of Xiangjiang stars behind him: "Teachers, I heard that there are not many foreigners signing up for them." Four or five hundred people? Why do I think there are only more than a hundred people? Isn’t this a huge shrinkage?”

Liu Dehua couldn't help but laugh: "Xiao Mo, I heard some gossip, but I don't know whether it is true or not. A few days ago, Kiatu had a falling out with another black guy named Barnaby. , and almost got into a fight. In the end, Barnaby was afraid of revenge and left. Some people also felt that Chiatu was too domineering and dictatorial, and they also quit the game. "

"Also, yesterday, many newspapers and TV programs reported bad things about them, and many applicants also withdrew from the competition due to pressure from public opinion!"

As long as he inquired a little, he would know that these masterpieces were made by Zhong Mo.

But there are some things that you just need to know and there is no need to say them.

"These are not hearsay, they are all true!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Luo led four men in their thirties and forties in suits and leather shoes and walked out of the crowd.

He shrugged towards Chiatu and the others, and then explained with a low smile to Zhong Mo: "I thought you knew, and I didn't mention it to you last night. But don't look at them, they only have one hundred and two left. Ten people, but they are not weak, so be careful!”

If it had been two days ago, and three to four hundred black men suddenly quit the game, he would have gone crazy!

But now!

If you want to leave, then go. Anyway, we have hundreds of thousands of people here, why do we care about just a few hundred people?

How could Zhong Mo have thought that things would turn out like this? I felt ecstatic in my heart!

He was previously worried that there were too many black men and it was difficult to deal with them. Who knew that his consecutive tricks in the past two days had caused them to lose more than 300 people.

It seems that even God is secretly helping him this time!

Thinking of this, he raised his eyelids and couldn't help but mockingly said: "Kiatu, it's so early in the morning, you didn't wake up, right? You said you want to challenge me, do I have to accept it? Why?"

"Oh? Are you too timid to accept it?"

Chiatu felt happy and used the provoking method again.

As long as Zhong Mo accepts the challenge, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will end up losing!

Zhong Mo sneered several times, waved his arms towards the surrounding audience, and asked loudly: "Did everyone hear it? He actually said that I was timid and didn't dare to accept it. Then I have to ask him, I, Zhong Mo, am Why should I waste my time on trivial things like betting with him when I am making millions every minute for a young guy in the entertainment industry?”

"If someone challenges me and I have to face it, then I won't be able to do it even if I have a hundred hours a day, right?"

"But I can give you a chance!"

He cast his gaze on Chiatu and said with a half-smile, "I can accept any challenge from him, but if he loses, you have to withdraw from this marathon, how about that?"

"What? This, how is this okay?"

Chiatu's expression changed drastically, and he quickly shook his head in denial.

"cut!"

Zhong Mo said mockingly, "What's wrong? Are you scared? Don't you know that there must be a stake in a game? Without a stake, who would be willing to bet with you? It seems that you are not very confident in your companions!" "

"That's right, Zhong Shen makes millions every minute. He can find time to bet with you. He already thinks highly of you, but you can't even bear to bet. Isn't this a waste of time?"

"I thought just now that this big black guy was a pure man, but who would have thought that he only wants to take advantage and is unwilling to suffer losses!"

"You're such a coward and you've won several marathon championships? Isn't this too cool?"

"This is simply like the tiger is not at home and the monkey is the king!"

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The surrounding audience collectively "booed!" and started mocking wildly.

Zhen Zhidan also laughed loudly: "Xiao Mo's participation in the marathon is to encourage and support people to participate in various sports events, which is a good thing that benefits the people, but you have repeatedly used provocation methods to force him and you I want to compete with my friends, but I’m reluctant to place a bet. What’s the reason?”

"If Xiao Mo loses, it will naturally hit his morale. If Xiao Mo wins, it will also consume some of his physical strength. When the marathon race comes later, he may lose the game!"

Huang Zhongze laughed with a mocking face: "Isn't this abacus too loud? My ears are about to be deafened!"

The other stars did not speak, but stood neatly behind Zhong Mo, looking at these people with disdain.

"If Xiao Mo agrees, then agree. If he doesn't agree, no one can force him. You are still naive to play the provocation and moral kidnapping!"

The faces of people like Chiatu turned ugly.

That's right!

This is their intention!

They thought they were hiding very deeply, but they didn't expect to be seen through by Huang Zhongze at a glance.

Chiatu took a deep breath, feeling the countless mocking and contemptuous eyes from the surroundings, his face was burning, and something called shame surged from the bottom of his heart, wishing to dig a hole and drill into it.

He has participated in countless marathons over the years, won several championships, received countless cheers, and also has a large number of fans, so he still has to save face!

"Zhong Mo, you are right, since it is a competition, since it is a bet, how can there be no bet?"

He stared at Zhong Mo coldly, and said word by word, "As for what the bet is, we can discuss it!"