Tanaka Okawa's scalp went numb when he thought of Caesar being killed.
And it was still in his presence. If he had known better, he wouldn't have ventured into this muddy water.
Besides, Wang Dachun ran out and came back again. He thought that there were still several girls who had not been rescued!
It's not his character to refuse to save them. If these people want to kill people and silence them, Wang Dachun doesn't mind killing them again.
Fortunately, these people had some conscience and did not attack the girls. They disposed of the bodies and left in a hurry.
Wang Dachun arrived at the house, rescued several girls, escorted them away, and then he took a car back.
A night of silence.
The next day, Wang Dachun and Bai Xueyunzhu rushed to the resort, where Shi Zhentian and He Qingqing were waiting.
This time Wang Dachun played on behalf of his Golden Shield Company, which was a good advertisement for him.
During this period, Golden Shield Company received many consultation calls, and its business volume surged.
"Sister-in-law, you're here to watch the game too." Wang Dachun looked at He Qing and greeted him warmly.
He Qing's face turned red, "Sister-in-law, don't listen to Lao Shi's nonsense, I haven't agreed to marry him yet!"
Shi Zhentian frowned, "Why didn't you agree? That's not what you said when you went to bed at night!"
"you……"
He Qing's face turned even redder, and he was so angry that he pinched Shi Zhentian's waist hard.
Wang Dachun laughed loudly, "Sister-in-law, don't be shy. In this age, it's rare for Brother Shi to be so infatuated with you."
While several people were talking, Monk Yongdao came over, and everyone gathered together and entered the arena.
Although there are only a few games today, there are no less people than yesterday, and there are even more people than yesterday.
Because today is the real peak showdown.
"The Snow Goddess is here, everyone, please make way!"
I don't know who screamed, and everyone's eyes suddenly turned over.
In order to avoid being too sensational, Bai Xue simply covered her pretty face with a white gauze scarf today.
But this has not affected everyone's attention and enthusiasm for her at all.
Even Bai Xue's appearance, half-hiding her face while holding her pipa, aroused the strong hormones in the male animals' bodies.
Monk Yongdao bent his legs and almost fell, and Wang Dachun's calves were trembling.
This was what he had discussed with Monk Yongdao last night, pretending to be poisoned and see if he could take the opportunity to trick them.
Sure enough, Nakata Shiro, Mas and others looked at Wang Dachun and the others from a distance, with a hint of a conspiracy-successful smile on their lips.
"Look, those two guys are like soft-footed shrimps, can they still compete?"
"Haha, I guess I can crush them all with one finger!"
Mas and Nakata Shiro looked at each other and smiled. These Chinese people are really as stupid as pigs. They just used some tricks and got tricked.
Now there is something wrong with the referee team, because Caesar was accidentally killed, so there was some controversy.
Seeing that the audience was a little impatient, the host came up to the stage and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, now we invite Miss Bai Xue to play "House of Flying Daggers" for us. Miss Bai comes on stage."
"good!"
"Very good!"
Everyone did not expect such treatment. Everyone applauded enthusiastically, and their palms turned red.
A moment later, Bai Xue was dressed in a long white dress, with a translucent veil covering her face, and three thousand black silk threads draped behind her. She walked onto the stage with a pipa in her arms, like a fairy descending from the sky.
"Snow, I love you!"
"Snow Fairy, you are so beautiful!"
"I have decided not to marry but to wait for you!"
"This girl should only exist in heaven, how many times can we see her in the human world!"
The audience was completely excited. They didn't expect to see Bai Xue playing the piano with their own eyes. This was simply awesome!
Wang Dachun smiled bitterly in his heart, this white snow is really bringing disaster to the country and the people, causing harm wherever it goes.
The chickens and dogs are restless!
Bai Xue sat down on the stool with Pipa in her arms, her beautiful eyes swept across the stage, and the commotion suddenly stopped.
Her fingers were like green onions, and she gently plucked the strings, and suddenly a beautiful melody sounded.
The tunes are sometimes melodious, sometimes melodious, sometimes heroic, sometimes tragic and generous, sometimes affectionate.
Everyone was fascinated by it. Although most people didn't understand the music, it still didn't stop everyone from enjoying it.
That’s what good music is.
At the end of the song, Bai Xue stood up, bowed slightly, and then walked off the stage holding her pipa in her arms.
"Hurrah!"
"good!"
"Goddess! Goddess!"
It was only then that everyone thought of applauding, but by this time the beauty was nowhere to be seen.
Many people chased them directly to the backstage, and Wang Dachun had to help maintain order.
Next, the lottery started, and the big screen began to scroll, and soon the results of the lottery came out.
The host came on stage again, "Okay, everyone, please go back to your seats. The competition is about to begin. Next, the Chinese Shaolin monk Yongdao will face the Japanese master Nakata Shiro."
Nakata Shiro stood up, flipped several times to the ring, and then gave Monk Yongdao an arrogant thumbs down.
The audience in the audience booed and glared at Shiro Nakata angrily. The Japanese were as arrogant and arrogant as the Americans.
"Humph, what the hell is this guy? He doesn't even follow basic etiquette."
"Monk, beat him. It's best to kill the little devil."
"I sprayed him in the face!"
Yongdao stood up and walked towards the stage. When he got to the ring, he tripped and almost fell.
"Ah this..."
Everyone looked confused. What is going on? Has Monk Yongdao masturbated too much? Why can’t he walk easily?
Can this still win?
"Hahahaha..." The Japanese and American people burst into laughter.
"Is this Shaolin? I think we might as well call it Soft-footed Shrimp!"
"You dare to come to the competition like this? It's so funny!"
Monk Yongdao came to stand in front of Nakata Shiro, his legs were still shaking slightly, "Amitabha, I am Yongdao, donor, please give me advice!"
Nakata Shiro smiled contemptuously, "It is said that the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin, and Nakata Shiro came here to ask for advice from Xia Beichen Ittōryu."
"Amitabha, this visitor is a guest, please take action!"
"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't have a chance if I make a move!" Shiro Nakata felt funny in his heart. This guy was hit by Nagusan, and now his legs are trembling, but he is still pretending to be a monk.
"Amitabha, donor, please take action."
"Hmph, then I'm not polite!" In Nakata Shiro's view, Monk Yongdao was actually covering up his weakness by doing this.
Monk Yongdao clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, please don't be polite!"
"Scratched!"
Nakata Shiro was upset by Monk Yongdao's many etiquettes. With a sway, he was in front of Monk Yongdao and punched Monk Yongdao in the chest.
Monk Yongdao dodged on one side of his body, but he almost fell down this time.
It made those Japanese people laugh.
