novelkee Chapter 899 The Lucky One
Chapter 899 The Lucky One
Chapter 899 The Lucky One
Seeing this scene, Nie Fei laughed. It looked like an underground black fist. The referees there were all wearing bright red clothes to cover up.
What to cover up is to cover up the blood of the players on their bodies, so that they can continue to fight without pressure in their hearts, because sometimes, underground black boxing will basically kill people.
Not to mention, what he said was accurate, this is a referee, and he was really hired by Hao Gong from the underground black boxing scene, and he enjoys a high reputation in that industry.
The referee at the head of the row counted the number of contestants, randomized the contestants, and pasted numbers on them one by one for easy distribution.
"beep!"
Suddenly he picked up the big whistle hanging around his neck and blew it. The sound of the whistle was so loud, sharp and penetrating that the whole palace could hear its sound.
The referee standing at the head of the row is a tall and strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks very mighty. In fact, he was also an underground boxing player before he became a referee, otherwise he would not have such a physique.
He walked out slowly, and everyone looked at him when they heard the whistle, and he said slowly: "Everyone, I will announce the rules of the game here, so that some of you newcomers don't know."
What he said next made everyone's eyes stunned. He cleared his throat and said slowly in a low and powerful voice: "Today's game is the most important of these three games, and it is this time. In the finals, in order to prevent some of you from making mistakes, the rules this time are also very simple."
"The rules of this competition are that there are no rules, and it is the end when one party falls to the ground and concedes defeat. Maybe His Excellency Hao Gong has told you before that this time the competition can be ruthless. As for how to play it, you can decide for yourself. No more explanations."
After finishing speaking, everyone nodded, and he went on to say: "We won't waste any more time, the game starts, everyone come to draw lots first."
Of course, such an important game has to be decided by lottery, the first to the last, the second to the penultimate, and so on, but because there are only 59 people in this game, one of them will be successful Advance to the next round.
At this time, a referee came over with a box in his arms. Inside the box were some small notes with numbers written on them. Whoever catches it is the one.
Seeing this, Nie Fei slowly came to the front of the referee, reached in and grabbed a number, number 2.
"Did you see Huo Lan, that guy caught No. 2." Ye Ying saw his number on the TV, and immediately yelled.
Huo Lan gave her a blank look: "I saw it, so you can't watch the game with peace of mind? I'd like to see if you can still laugh when that guy actually wins No.1!"
Huo Lan said angrily, this girl really doesn't know what to do, it seems that sometimes she still needs to be stimulated, otherwise she won't have a long memory.
And in a villa thousands of kilometers away, a man in his 50s in a suit and leather shoes was sitting in front of the TV, his fists clenched tightly, and he was about to draw a number for his son.
He is Jun Watanabe. He really didn't expect his youngest son to make it to the finals. It might be like a dream to him. Now his son has become decadent, and he keeps himself in the room all day without talking. Don't go out either.
I tried to persuade him several times, but it still didn't work, so now I can only pin my hope on my youngest son, hoping that he can win for the family, and that my career will be transferred to him when the time comes.
At the scene, Watanabe Chuan frowned tightly. He opened the door and looked at the people present, and found that even those frail scholars wearing glasses were not sure of victory, except for the short man.
He suddenly became nervous, and this time he didn't want to let it pass, he just asked not to be brushed off in the first round, so that he could explain himself when he went back.
Both the father and son were sweating. Everyone at the scene had drawn their numbers, and he was the only one left. The referee glanced at him with a strange expression in his eyes, and shrugged helplessly:
"You don't have to compare."
Watanabe River: "..."
Jun Watanabe: "..."
After the referee said this sentence, Watanabe Chuan was in a bad mood. What happened?I don't have other people's words, and I haven't made any mistakes, so I suddenly won't let myself compare?
No, I absolutely can't leave here. My father is probably watching in front of the TV right now, but this scene is in his eyes, and he doesn't know what he will suffer when he goes back.
Thinking of this, Watanabe Chuan's face changed drastically, and he said badly in his heart, and rushed to the referee with a stride, with bitterness on his face: "Mr. Referee, why is this? Did I do something wrong?"
This is what Jun Watanabe has always wanted to ask, but he obviously did nothing wrong, why not let him compete?Could it be that someone is playing tricks here?That's right, it must be his political enemies who probably resorted to these despicable methods in order to prevent his son from being promoted.
"Ah, why are you coming at me? Don't delay your son's future, okay! I will never let you go!"
Jun Watanabe yelled at the TV. If it was really because of him that his son could not participate in the competition, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life, and he estimated that his relationship with his son would break down after this time.
A bad premonition rose in Watanabe Jun's heart. Watanabe cried loudly at the scene, hugged the referee's thigh and refused to leave.
The referee was also stupid. He had never seen such a stupid person. Did he understand what he meant?
At this time, the referee came over. He stood in the distance and couldn't stand it any longer. This kid should be participating in the competition for the first time and didn't know the rules. He walked over and stretched out his hand like pulling a chicken. Chuan pulled himself up, and said solemnly:
"Boy, listen to me now, you were not kicked out by us, but a very lucky pet to advance to the next round, because you said that the lucky one on the field successfully drew the No. [-] lottery."
"Nani?"
The father and son are both dumbfounded. It seems that there is a saying that among the 59 people, the extra one will automatically advance to the next game.
Jun Watanabe breathed a sigh of relief, but his son was much more exaggerated than him, and cried out excitedly at the scene, unable to hold back his tears for a while, rushing.
A referee couldn't stand it anymore. He had presided over the competition for so many years and had never seen such a player, so he appointed a security guard and pulled Watanabe to the side, so as not to affect the progress of the competition.
(End of this chapter)