Lord from hell!

When it was dinner time, in the cafeteria, four hard-working teammates made up a table.

Only Du Jiu ate with gusto, no matter what time he would never have trouble with food.The registration period has ended, and they have just received news that there is no other team participating except for Ji Qing's team.

"It's over, we will definitely lose, and we will lose badly." Aaron sighed.

The other two didn't express their opinions, because they didn't care about winning or losing at all, but the bamboo pole man was extremely emotional.

"We can't lose! We must win!" He stood up and put his hands on the dining table.

The entire cafeteria was silent for three seconds, and then burst into laughter, because the words came from the bamboo pole man's mouth, and he was extremely overconfident.Du Jiu's eyes froze, and he knocked down the dining table with the iron spoon in his hand, and with a crisp sound, all the laughter stopped abruptly.

Du Jiu still looked lazy and said, "Before laughing at other people's determination, first weigh yourself."

"That's right, you guys are laughing and laughing, go to the competition if you have the ability! A bunch of bastards!" Xing Jiabao chimed in.

The faces of the prisoners in the cafeteria were all different. Since the end of the Heroes' Association, Du Jiu's prestige in the prison has suddenly increased. power.But his superb fighting skills and his explosive power are still vividly remembered by many people, so Du Jiu is somewhat taboo.

Although the number of people in the competition was far lower than the management had expected, the notifications were issued and the competition was held as expected.

The place where it was held was outside the prison. All the participants were handcuffed, put on a minivan specially designed to carry supplies, and set off eastward.In the compartment, all the prisoners must squat down in a proper manner, guarded by two prison guards with submachine guns, and the security is not usually tight.

Although the events of the competition were not announced until they arrived at the arena, when the two teams got out of the car and saw a round mud pit with a diameter of ten meters in front of them, which was full of gray-brown mud, they probably had a bottom line.

The warden sat under the sun umbrella, announcing the rules of the game while wiping his sweat, while Xing Yaozu and Ai Li stood behind him.

The rules of the game are very simple. There are a total of nine table tennis balls in the mud. Each team sends a player to the pit to snatch them. The time limit is 10 minutes. The team that snatches the most table tennis balls wins.The use of force is allowed during the game, but killing is not allowed, this is the only rule.

In addition, in order to ensure fairness and allow every player to have a chance to play, only nine table tennis balls will be placed in the mud pit each round, and as many as are missing will be filled. Won nine goals.

The two teams stood on the left and right sides ten meters away from the mud pit, staring at each other. Ji Qing first gave a thumbs up, and then compared his fingers to the ground. The atmosphere was tense.Du Jiu glanced at him indifferently, and his eyes fell on the face of another privileged person. He had fought Ji Qing twice, so he probably had a grasp of the opponent's strength.On the contrary, it was the privileged person who seemed to be fooling around and came to join in the fun, which made him care more.

"Director, is this the only game? The winning team will be rewarded?" the bamboo pole man asked.

Xing Yaozu explained: "There are a total of three competitions, divided into three days, and the team that wins two games will be rewarded."

Xing Jiabao looked at the pit with disgust, thinking, it really fits his elder brother's bad taste, he has a cleanliness habit, but he likes to dirty others.Zhugannan volunteered to take the lead, and Ji Qingna's team sent Brother Biao to compete first. The warden blew his whistle, and the competition officially began.

The bamboo pole man yelled to embolden himself, and ran towards the pit, while Brother Biao went towards him.

Du Jiu closed his eyes for a moment. He could already foresee that the first round would be tragic.

Sure enough, as soon as the bamboo man jumped into the pit, Brother Biao grabbed his hair with one hand, and his fists fell on his skinny body like a storm.Obviously, Brother Biao didn't intend to grab the ping pong ball with the bamboo pole man at the beginning, but planned to beat him to the ground and catch the ball in a leisurely manner.

The mud stained both of them brown. The man with the bamboo pole screamed again and again, and his glasses didn't know where to go. The burly brother Biao pulled him like a chicken.Aaron was too scared to look at it, and had already covered his eyes.

"Fuck! Stinky monkey, fight back fucking quickly! Don't be beaten like an idiot!" Xing Jiabao yelled.

His cheering sound did not motivate the bamboo pole man, but stimulated Brother Biao.

Brother Biao pinched the bamboo pole man's neck with both hands, pushed him into the mud, lifted him up after a while, and then pushed him down again.The bamboo pole man struggled in panic, thrashed around, flailing his hands and feet, unable to break free from Brother Biao's grip, and drank several mouthfuls of bitter mud one after another.

The Bamboo Pole Man is a nerd who is not naturally suitable for fighting, so it is not surprising that he was tossed like this.

But the strange thing is that no matter how many times Brother Biao knocked him down, or even stepped on the back of his head with his feet, and stepped him into the mud, everyone thought he couldn't hold on anymore, but he got up again and again. Get hold of Brother Biao.Until the end of the first round, Brother Biao still couldn't get rid of him to find table tennis.

The whistle blew again, but the man with bamboo pole still clung tightly to Brother Biao's thigh, and it took two prison guards to work together to pull him away.

First round, draw.

This was a completely unexpected result. This result did not make Du Jiu and the others happy, but instead made him feel heavy.The man with the bamboo pole was dragged to the grass in the distance, where he lay filthy and half dead, while Ellie checked his physical condition.

Xing Jiabao took a vigorous step forward: "Master Jiu, I'll come next round!"

Du Jiu replied irrefutably, and the opponent sent out a man with facial paralysis, and the second round officially started.

These two seemed like a real competition, at least they were relatively civilized and did not use violence. They each had their own busy schedules, racing against time to scoop up ping-pong balls in the mud.Du Jiu looked away, and while everyone was focusing on the game, he and Xing Yaozu calmly took note of the surrounding environment.

After more than half of the second round, Xing Jiabao and the paralyzed man each found four balls, and the fifth table tennis ball accidentally surfaced from the upper layer of mud when Xing Jiabao slipped and fell.Xing Jiabao was so close that he reached out and grabbed the ball. As soon as he got up, the man with the paralyzed face stood in front of him.

"Are you going to give it yourself or do you want me to steal it?" the man with the paralyzed face asked.

A good man doesn't suffer from immediate disadvantages, Xing Jiabao spread out the palm of his grasping ping-pong ball, and when the man with the paralyzed face was trying to get it, he suddenly bent down, then nimbly slipped under the man's crotch, and threw the ball into his team in the bamboo basket.

The result of the match was beyond everyone's expectations. Before the whistle sounded, the man with facial paralysis punched Xing Jiabao hard.

Xing Jiabao struggled to crawl out of the mud pit, clutched his stomach and staggered towards Du Jiu: "Master Jiu...I won..."

With complicated eyes, Du Jiu wiped the mud splashed on his face for him: "You did a good job."

Xing Jiabao's actions surprised both his brother and Du Jiu, but after thinking about it carefully, it was expected.Because of the bamboo pole man's persistence and hard work, he infected the players in the same group, and unknowingly gave birth to a thought, it seems that if he doesn't try his best to compete, he will be sorry for his efforts.

This may be the so-called team spirit, even the timid Aaron is no exception.

Du Jiu asked Aaron to help Xing Jiabao to rest on the grass. He took a step forward, ignoring Ai Li's glaring eyes, untied the bandage wrapped around his right hand, and removed the splint.He tried to clenched his fist and swung his right hand. Apart from feeling a little stiff and numb, there was also a slight throbbing pain. It was not a major problem, but he wondered if the strength could be compared to before.

This time, Ji Qing was his opponent. The man tied up his shiny long hair with a red string, and it seemed that he planned to fight hard.

The lazy aura on Du Jiu disappeared, and Ji Qing's feminine face was full of expressions. The two stared at each other intently. When the whistle sounded, they rushed towards each other like feathered arrows on a string.The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and Aaron didn't even dare to breathe, as if being strangled by an invisible hand.

The two jumped into the mud pit at the same time, raising their legs and sweeping across at the same time. Before the splashed mud fell back into the pit, their calf bones had already collided with each other first.Neither of them moved, maintaining an independent posture on one foot, as stable as a sculpture, with their tall legs crossed above their heads.

"I will definitely make you regret coming to this world."

Ji Qing asserts that a professional assassin who has been in the industry since childhood has countless ways to make the target suffer so much pain that he will not die within a few minutes.This is thanks to the somewhat paranoid employer, who did not hesitate to pay a higher price, just to hear the screams of the enemy before his death.

Du Jiu was speechless. From the murderous intent of the other party, he felt that this man had already left the rules of the game behind and only wanted to kill himself.

The two began to fight each other, going all out without reservation.

During the fight, it is not difficult to see that Ji Qing has practiced martial arts, and he is very fluent in every move. Compared with Du Jiu, he is completely wild, and he responds with rich actual combat experience.Ji Qing's hands were not clenched into fists, but half of his fingers were bent inwards, attacking with joints.

Du Jiu was also a little strange, when he was hit by Ji Qing's hand on his left chest, he knew it, because he didn't know what acupoint was hit, and the severe pain accompanied by numbness made him startled for a while.Fortunately, Du Jiu was deliberately testing his strength, so he had time to defend. He spun away, avoided Ji Qing's legs, and threw the ping pong ball in his hand into the bamboo basket.

His behavior undoubtedly angered Ji Qing, and his offensive became more and more fierce, but the mud is sticky, so it consumes a lot of energy.Du Jiu switched to defending instead of attacking. Whenever he had a chance, he took the opportunity to fish for ping pong balls in the mud. He had already found four balls.

Ji Qing lacked the deadly force of Feng Tao, so he was unable to restrain Du Jiu for a long time. In the end, he was cornered and no longer cared about any moves.

Ji Qing clamped Du Jiu's waist tightly with his legs, twisted his body, and the two of them fell into the mud at the same time, writhing and entangled panting.