Chapter 035 Mobile Meat Grinder, Jiro Miyata
The bald guy on the second floor looked at the boiling crowd downstairs and nodded with satisfaction.
The more popular Kato Tiger is, the more traffic he brings to the Black Magic Bar, and in this era, traffic equals money!
At the right time, he will reap some profits through the match odds, which is really wonderful!
Fukada's voice sounded again.
"The second match, Outlaw vs. Shimizu Ichiro!"
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This outlaw Kengo Mino was quite unique. He kept talking trash during the more than ten-minute battle.
In the end, he completely broke down Shimizu Ichiro's mentality and seized the opportunity to knock him out with one punch.
The audience also enjoyed an "auditory" feast.
It turns out that trash talking will bring an attack bonus BUFF and weaken the opponent's defense at the same time!
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"The last match of the first round, Bu Liangren versus Miyata Jiro!"
As soon as Fukada uttered those soft yet charming words, the audience looked towards the contestant area.
They had heard the names of the two contestants for the first time. It seemed that they were contestants who registered on the spot, which greatly aroused their curiosity.
Regular players are the cornerstone of popularity, and many people come here just for Kato Tiger’s reputation, while new players are the source of vitality, and betting on a dark horse can often bring more profits!
I saw a fat man about 180 cm tall and nearly 300 catties, who began to move slowly on the seat.
He didn't forget to stuff a greasy chicken leg into his mouth.
Not even the chicken bones were spit out.
Someone had already moved a small stool to the side of the ring.
Jiro Miyata climbed up to the ring like a moving mountain of meat.
The small stool made a creaking sound under his feet, making people worry that it would fall apart at any second.
"Where's the other contestant? Why is he still nowhere to be seen?"
" Could it be that he gave up immediately after seeing the other party's figure?"
Seeing Zhang Hao sitting there in a daze, Fukada raised his voice and said, "Contestant Bu Liangren, please come on stage!"
"Yes, I am now a member of Bu Liang..."
Zhang Hao showed a trace of embarrassment and almost forgot about it.
He also stepped on a stool, stepped onto the ring, and stood opposite Jiro Miyata.
"Boy, why don't you just roll off the stage yourself, this way you can suffer less physical pain."
Jiro Miyata rubbed his shiny hands together, and his joints made popping sounds.
The time is almost up, and I guess Yamamoto Ichiro's men will soon locate me.
It has to be resolved as soon as possible, and I have bet on odds of 7.4!
"Don't talk too much nonsense, and don't eat too many chicken legs. If you eat too much, you might get a blockage in your throat ."
"You little brat, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Jiro Miyata slapped the floor with both hands!
His body was like a small mountain, pushing towards Zhang Hao!
With this bulldozer-like offensive, he swept through kindergarten, university graduation, and finally became a professional sumo wrestler in the island country.
The floor of the ring creaked as people stepped on it, and every step seemed to carry a tremendous force!
If it were an ordinary opponent, facing this kind of rogue attack, most of them would choose to fight head-on.
In the end, the boxing match evolved into a sumo match, and the opponent had already lost in terms of body size.
It’s a pity that Zhang Hao is not an ordinary person!
He turned and rushed towards the side rope. When Jiro Miyata saw Zhang Hao doing this, his two elephant legs also began to move faster!
Zhang Hao stepped on the top rope, quickly hooked his toes on it, and lifted the rope with his sole, wrapping it around!
Zhang Hao's excellent balancing ability allows him to stand on the rope like a free-spirited crane.
Zhang Guowei would surely applaud if he saw it, as it is his famous skill “White Crane Spreads Wings”!
"Does he want to use a rope to resist Miyamoto Jiro's bull charge?"
Fukada looked at the stage below, his heart full of doubts.
"Thousand-pound weight!"
Zhang Hao roared, loosened the rope on the sole of his foot, and stepped onto the rope with his other foot at the same time, and his body fell suddenly!
The first one!
The second one!
The third one!
The three side ropes were pressed down one by one, and then bent into an exaggerated arc!
The next second, Jiro Miyata also rushed to Zhang Hao.
whoosh!
Bian Sheng makes the bow and Zhang Hao makes the arrow!
The audience all looked up and saw Zhang Hao shooting straight into the air like an arrow.
It's actually more than twice as high as what Nagata had just achieved!
Zhang Hao rose to the highest point and actually overlooked the magnificent scenery of Fukada’s chest on the second floor.
What a great idea! To see further and reach a higher level!
Everyone squinted their eyes and looked.
The white light from the spotlight made it difficult for them to see Zhang Hao clearly.
At this moment, a god has descended to the Black Magic Bar!
Jiro Miyata looked up involuntarily, only to see two "pillars" shooting towards him!
Zhang Hao bent his calves backward, aimed his knees at Jiro Miyata's shoulders, and smashed down like a cannonball!
In a flash!
The high-decibel screams echoed throughout the bar, and several glasses on the bar counter were shattered...
Zhang Hao hit Miyamoto Jiro's shoulder with his knee, making a sound of broken bones.
Not enough!
The huge impact force caused Miyamoto Jiro to kneel down uncontrollably, and his knees fell on the ring with a snap!
The floor of the ring shattered in an instant, revealing two large irregular holes!
After piercing through the wooden board, Miyamoto Jiro's kneecap once again knelt directly on the floor tiles under the floor, making a crisp sound!
Another "Ah!"
Jiro Miyata's head tilted and his body leaned back, and he fainted from the pain!
The two screams made the audience's scalps tingle and their hair stand on end. Looking at Miyamoto Jiro on the stage with half of his body buried under the floor, their mouths opened into a big "O" shape!
After a moment, the adrenaline began to surge!
Just one move!
Just beat the opponent until he is forced offline!
The whole bar was boiling again!
Zhang Hao looked at Miyamoto Benjiro who was slowly disappearing. It was obvious that he was forced offline by the system again...
I think I used too much force... Who knew the rope here was so elastic... But the view from the top... is nice!
Without waiting for the referee to announce, Zhang Hao went offline directly!
He could already feel that Yamamoto Ichiro's men were approaching!
Zhang Hao took off his VR equipment and walked out of the Internet cafe as if nothing had happened.
Thanks to the popularity of this VR game, many Internet cafes have also seen a new lease of life. After all, wanting to sit at home and play games for hours without moving is an unattainable dream for many married men.
Zhang Hao walked out of the Internet cafe and just got into the G-Class when he saw a group of gang members rushing into the Internet cafe with knives in their arms...
"We were almost blocked... it's quite interesting to see a cat teasing a mouse!"
Zhang Hao stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the Internet cafe on the other side of the city...
On the other hand, Ichiro Yamamoto received a call from his subordinates, saying that Zhang Hao's sudden disappearance made their efforts empty-handed and they returned empty-handed.
"How could you do this! You can't even hold one person back! Are all your people good-for-nothings? If you can't handle this, then just close down the Black Magic Bar!"
Fukada watched the bald boss answer the phone.
The other party's spit seemed to spray onto the boss's face through radio waves, but the boss could only keep saying "Hi!" "Hi!"
After hanging up the phone, the bald man gave instructions to Fukada.
"Immediately arrange the second round of matches and speed up the process. The last match will be between the Bad Guys and Kato Tiger!"
"OK."
We must find ways to delay Zhang Hao from going offline!
