"..."

Mr. Jia glanced at the thing in his hand and pursed his lips as if he was making a decision.

"Okay, let him get over here, hurry up!"

"Hey, OK! OK!!!"

With a low eyebrow, the boss nodded in agreement.

"Hey, boy, can you do it?"

Turning around and walking to Han Feng's side, the boss asked in a low voice.

"What's okay?"

Patiently, Han Feng asked.

Regarding this "Mr. Jia", Han Feng really wanted to beat him into a "bastard" on the spot!

"Can you fight me? I've already paid the money, so don't let me lose..."

"rest assured."

"Okay~ You'll be on stage in a moment~"

With a frown, the boss took Han Feng's arm and walked towards Mr. Jia.

"Nickname~"

Mr. Jia took out his notebook and pen from his butt pocket, looked at Han Feng and asked.

"Han Feng."

"..." After listening, Mr. Jia pursed his lips and shouted loudly: "I asked you for your nickname! I didn't ask for your name!"

"Han, Feng!"

Raising his eyebrows, Han Feng repeated.

"Haha~ What a character! I like it! Hanfeng, right? Haha~"

"..."

Han Feng was a little uncomfortable with Mr. Jia's sudden change...

"Tear it apart..."

"Here! This is your number plate! Go to the back and wait! Don't stand in my way~"

After tearing off the paper, Mr. Jia slapped the number plate on Han Feng's chest, then put his hands behind his back and walked away.

"call……"

Taking off the number plate on his chest, Han Feng took a deep breath...

"Let's go to the back~"

Seeing Han Feng get the number plate, the boss smiled and pushed Han Feng towards the back.

After walking more than ten steps, Han Feng came to a door.

Above the door frame, the three characters waiting room stand out clearly.

Pushing open the door, the "quietness" inside is in sharp contrast to the noise outside.

The two contestants were both accompanied by a person who "brought tea and water, and towels to wipe sweat."

"Boy, come on, drink some water~"

Han Feng turned around and saw the boss coming with a glass of water.

Instantly... Han Feng understood... the people around the contestants are all recommenders...

It seems that everyone is working hard for the bonus...

With a sad smile, Han Feng took the water glass.

Just as he was about to drink it, Han Feng paused...

"Luna, check the water for poison."

After the "Xu Shao Incident", Han Feng was more cautious and did not drink it stupidly.

"Report to the Korean team that the water is non-toxic and you can drink it with confidence."

After hearing Luna's report, Han Feng drank it all in one gulp... just in time, he was a little thirsty.

"Quick, Contestant No. 31! Get on the stage! It's your turn!"

As soon as he put down the water glass, Han Feng saw a lean and lean man walking into the waiting room and shouting.

Taking out the number plate, Han Feng saw it read: Hanfeng, No. 33.

"..." Not myself.

He also wrote my name wrong...

"Oh...oh...it's my turn...it's my turn..."

After taking back the number plate, Han Feng saw a chubby man and stood up in a panic.

"Come on! It's up to you!!!"

The fat man who is about to take the stage is followed by the introducer who is constantly cheering him on.

"The Blade is down! The Blade is down!!!"

At this time, the host's voice shouted from the loudspeaker in the waiting room.

"Boss...who is this Mr. Shitou? In less than three minutes since I came in, I have won twice in a row."

Turning his head, Han Feng asked the boss quietly.

"I can't beat a stone monster... I clicked on my back today... I didn't notice that it was his home field... Sigh..."

When the boss responded to Han Feng, his face was pale...

"oh……"

With a gentle response, Han Feng sat upright.

Stone monster? It should be an earth attribute, or some other superpower. Sitting on the stool, Han Feng guessed in his mind.

"No. 32! No. 32! Come on, No. 31 is gone, it's your turn!"

A few seconds later, the thin man rushed into the waiting room again and shouted.

"It's over so soon. It's your turn next... What should I do..."

"Oh~ Dear Mr. Shitou, this game is really a massage for you~ Haha~ Someone, please carry this strong man on the ground out of here."

In the loudspeaker, the host's excited voice reverberated with the boss's disappointed voice.

Not long after, contestant No. 32 walked out of the waiting room.

At this time, the only ones left in the waiting room were myself and the boss...

Taking out cigarettes, Han Feng handed one to the boss and said, "Have a cigarette to calm down."

"You can go up later...forget it, why don't we leave now? If we fight this Mr. Stone, we will either die or be injured!"

After taking the cigarette, the boss said to Han Feng worriedly.

"clatter……"

After lighting up his cigarette, Han Feng blew out a mouthful of white mist and said casually: "If you can't beat me, just run away. It's not embarrassing to call me brother."

"Oh... I wish you could think so!"

"Number 33! Number 33! It's your turn! Hurry!"

As soon as the boss finished speaking, the door of the waiting room was pushed open and he shouted that he was allowed to play.

"It's a pity that this cigarette is gone..." Sitting on the stool, Han Feng looked at the newly lit cigarette and frowned.

After a pause, Han Feng stood up, handed the cigarette in his hand to the boss and said, "Take it, don't throw it away. Keep it when I come down."

"Eliminating two people in these two minutes, you..."

After taking the cigarette, before the boss finished speaking, Han Feng turned around and followed the lean man out.

"Oh...it's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

Before the door was closed, Han Feng heard the annoyed voice of his boss behind him.

Raising the corner of his mouth, Han Feng thought to himself: For the sake of how you treat me, I'll give you a surprise...

"The one who appears next is the new contestant, Hanfeng!!!"

"Huhuhu~haha~ Are you cold? Anyway, I heard this name is quite cold!" Han Feng heard the host's joking introduction before he even walked to the stage.

Looking towards the audience stand, Han Feng found that they all took out a small blanket from behind...

"I'm really well prepared..."
To be continued...