Chapter 118
In the live broadcast room, people were waving flags and cheering for both sides, but in the director's office, there was a disagreement. Some people suggested cutting the camera, fearing that some scenes unsuitable for broadcast would appear, while others opposed it, saying that live broadcasts require authenticity.
Amidst the noise, Chu Huaiqin's side had already begun, and the first to attack was Liman.
Although Liman is a professional boxer now, when facing Chu Huaiqin, his moves instinctively returned to the viciousness of his black boxing days, and his attacks were fierce and went straight to the vital points. The speed was so fast that the audience in the live broadcast room could even hear the sharp sound of the fist passing by.
Unfortunately, he was facing Chu Huaiqin. While Chu Huaiqin's boxing style differed from his, its methods were similar, if not superior. However, the situation was different now. They were broadcasting live, and Chu Huaiqin was still wary. So, when Liman attacked, he didn't return a punch. Instead, he simply shifted his foot slightly, dodging Liman's initial attack, and slashed his palm across Liman's neck, sending him stumbling and falling...
Live broadcast room:
“…”
"Pfft, the little boxing champion Liman has become a paper mache?"
"Get lost! We Liman just didn't stand firm. That's right, we didn't stand firm."
"Go ahead, kill them, kill the Rolling Team."
“Oh oh, Chu Shang, turn the little boxing champion into a small fist, hahaha, let you provoke.”
"Oh, come on, make him kneel down and call me grandpa."
The live broadcast room was full of excitement.
“Ahhh!”
Liman, who was lying on the ground, seemed to be stimulated. He roared and rushed towards Chu Huaiqin with red eyes...
Then, the camera cut, yes, it cut.
Live broadcast room: ...
The decision to cut was made by Anthony, who continued filming but stopped broadcasting. The reasoning was mixed. After all, it was a global tournament, and the regional conditions of some teams had to be considered, especially when mentioning the banned term "Bughra District." Another crucial factor was that the variety show he was going to create was about wilderness survival, not a fighting arena, and certainly not a place to promote violence.
Anthony: How did this show get to this point?
Audience in the live broadcast room: Director team, we are not done with you.
The footage from A1's live broadcast room was cut, and there was no picture from Chu Huaiqin's personal live broadcast room. Originally, someone ran outside to post messages to promote the "Battle of the Century", which attracted countless viewers, but now there is nothing to watch?
Immediately, countless posters were scolded to the point of almost becoming autistic.
OP: Blame me, why don’t you scold the director team?
But even so, there are still many viewers coming in. They can't see the whole process, but at least they can see the ending!
The A1 camera cuts to the camp, where the troops led by the British Empire surround the little monk. After a battle, blood is oozing from the corners of the little monk's mouth. The sheep team and camel team that came to help, and the Double Eagle team are not in good shape either, with blood oozing from their wounds.
The Chinese audiences were so upset that they kept shouting for their brother to come quickly, but only then did they realize that their brother was also fighting!
Holding the hiking stick tightly in both hands, the little monk stood in front of the tent and sneered at the few people, "I won't let you pass."
Several people from the British Empire were also beaten black and blue. If they were not afraid of the hiking stick in the little monk's hand, they would have wanted to beat him to death.
"Why are you following him?"
The man from the British Empire who had been standing behind started to speak, speaking in Chinese. When he took off his sunglasses, everyone was even more surprised. Before, he had always spoken in pure London English, and he rarely took off his veil. He was always translucent, so no one noticed that he was Chinese.
"Because he is my brother!" The little monk laughed and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "You bunch of bandits, I will not let you go. He will definitely help me get revenge."
"He is very hypocritical and a very cruel person." The man frowned, his narrow eyes were like poisonous snakes, which made the little monk very uncomfortable.
"You're the cruel one, and your whole family is cruel too," the little monk spat at him. "Hurry up and get plastic surgery. Don't think I'll let you go just because you look a bit like me."
"Chen, don't tell him. My whole body is itchy after taking a shower without soap. Grab the soap first." When one of the members of the British Sun team mentioned the word itchy, something went wrong all over his body and he started scratching uncontrollably.
"Yes, there's also a fan. What a complete set of tools!" Another team member was also jealous of Chu Huaiqin and his team's tools. "You three, just get out of here. This has nothing to do with you."
This time, only one person from each team was left to look after the camp; the others had gone hunting. Before setting off, Chu Huaiqin approached them and asked for their help. Although they agreed immediately, they didn't think anything would go wrong because they saw the Sam Nation group had left, but who knew they would turn back halfway.
The Sheep Team and the Camel Team had been helped by Chu Huaiqin in the Asian Games, so they naturally wanted to come forward to help. However, what was unexpected was that people from the Double Eagle Team also came. As far as they knew, Chu Huaiqin did not ask them for help.
"Chu's business is our business," the Sheep Team gritted their teeth and then looked at the Cuttlefish Team. "Haven't you always been a team of your own? I didn't expect that you would be persuaded by the people of the British Empire, huh!"
"As long as the money is enough, I can help you." The Squid Team said nonchalantly.
As soon as these words came out, the camel team's eyes lit up, "I have money, I have money, I..."
"Stop making trouble and don't deal with them." The people from the Double Eagle Team pulled the Camel Team and shook their heads.
"Okay, that's about it," Chen checked his watch and put his sunglasses back on. "Take what you want, and burn the rest!"
"Hehe, don't worry, we will definitely make you satisfied." Several people laughed and surrounded the little monk with hiking poles in their hands. If possible, they would rather take a knife, but there was a director team watching them, and they didn't want to be eliminated.
"Wow, it's so lively."
A teasing voice suddenly appeared behind the people surrounding the little monk. They turned around and saw that it was two people from the Mali team. They had been ruthless since the district competition, and now they suddenly joined them. Not only was the little monk about to cry, but the live broadcast room was also shocked.
"Ahhh, I'm freaking out. What should I do? What should I do? Two more have come. How many people has my dear brother offended?"
"Don't make a fuss. I don't think it's right. I feel like I'm here to help."
"Yes, yes, didn't my brother go to their camp once before he left? Did anyone hear what they said?"
"I didn't hear it. My brother turned off the microphone when he went to look for them, so he didn't hear it."
"Don't be anxious, take another look, take another look."
"No, where did Xia En and Su Huaichen go? Why haven't they arrived yet?"
"They went to their brother's place."
"It's over. The little monk is in trouble."
The British Empire was also baffled by the sudden appearance of the Mali team. They looked at the two men warily, then smiled and said, "Are you here to share a piece of the pie too?"
"No, we are here to collect protection fees." The man from Mali shook his index finger and the knife in his hand turned at his wrist. Everyone was stunned by this stunt. If the atmosphere was not wrong, they would have wanted to applaud them.
"Oh, who are you collecting protection fees from?" Chen asked.
"Of course it's Team Rolling," the Mali team member whistled, approached the little monk, and winked at the wary little monk. "I can't let him withdraw from the competition before I receive the protection fee."
With the addition of these two people, the number of people on both sides became almost the same, and there was a stalemate for a while.
The person who stole the things was unwilling to give them back, and the person who was robbed refused to give in.
"Warning, warning, retreat to your respective camps."
"Warning, warning, retreat to your respective camps."
The director team's drone finally spoke, which means that this is the end of the matter and it also gives both parties a way out.
The live broadcast room was not very satisfied, and fans from both sides were dissatisfied.
Fans of the Chinese and Sheep teams complained that the directors hadn't shown up sooner or later, and that the Mali team, clearly there to help, had run away, clearly siding with the Sun Never Sets. The Sun Never Sets team, on the other hand, felt that the Rolling Team was already badly damaged and could have grabbed the treasure with a little more effort, so the directors were breaking the rules and helping the Rolling Team.
The live broadcast room was in an uproar, and just when they were about to start a verbal battle of 300 rounds, A1's live broadcast room was suddenly cut off.
The scene suddenly changed, and everyone was stunned for a moment. When they reacted, they were all excited.
The world-famous young boxing champion Liman was lying on the ground motionless, looking at the sky and crying. Chu Huaiqin was standing aside with his clothes a little messy, gasping for breath. Lin Zhinan's eyes were shining, and the three people brought by Liman were pale. When they saw Chu Huaiqin looking at them, they instinctively took a step back with horror on their faces.
"Ahh, is Chu planning to attack them?"
"Oh my God, what happened? It's all Anthony's fault. Why didn't he let us see it? Damn it."
"Liman looks fine. His face isn't swollen, and his arms and legs aren't broken. Why is he lying there motionless? Oh my God, he's crying."
"Come on, you coward Liman, stand up and knock Chu down like a man."
"Could it be that he was influenced by Chu?"
"What happened? Judging from the terrified looks on those three people's faces, this incident is definitely not simple."
"Ahhh, I hate the production team."
"But looking at the results, Chu won, didn't he?"
This sentence in the live broadcast room can be regarded as the conclusion.
"Chicken," Chu Huaiqin said kindly, extending his hand. "I said the chicken you lose is mine. Are you trying to renege on your debt?"
"No, no." The aunt team hurriedly handed it over. Upon closer inspection, they saw that their hands were shaking, and they had an unconcealable fear of Chu Huaiqin.
"Thank you!" Chu Huaiqin was still very polite. After all, he took someone else's chicken. "Zhi Nan, let's go."
"Okay," Lin Zhinan ran towards Chu Huaiqin with her backpack on her back, her eyes shining. Her brother was indeed the best. "Ah, brother, why are they here?"
Lin Zhinan, who was happy, turned around and saw Xia En and Su Huaichen running towards him. Xia En ran fast, and Su Huaichen had a hard time following behind, falling to the ground from time to time.
"Brother Xia En, Brother Huai Chen." Lin Zhinan jumped up and waved at the two of them, but Chu Huaiqin frowned and looked a little strange.
"Are you alright?" Xia En finally ran up to Chu Huaiqin and looked him over from head to toe. Seeing he was alright, he breathed a sigh of relief. He then turned to look at Li Man, who was still lying on the ground, and the three others who hadn't recovered yet, his face gloomy.
Xia En was about to walk over when Chu Huaiqin stopped him.
"Why are you here?" Chu Huaiqin asked.
"I noticed that the Sam Nation faction was dwindling, so I came here." Xia En's lips turned pale from running. Seeing him like this, Chu Huaiqin frowned even more tightly. He reached out and pulled him along, "Are all the missing people here?"
"Someone should be looking for trouble with the little monk." Xia En ran so fast that his heart ached a little. He wanted to pretend to be weak to gain sympathy, but when he saw Chu Huaiqin's expression, he felt a little scared.
Chu Huaiqin looked at Xia En and smiled.
"I'm very happy."
It's just that the little monk is a bit miserable.
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