Chapter 527

The hulking Luo Luo, who had lost the qualification for the competition, walked between them with a gloomy expression, his two chest muscles bulging.

"We can't let him succeed, and we can't let the tragedies of the previous projects repeat."

They just want to have a good contest of strength. Musu, the black sheep, a rat who ruined a pot of porridge, a city fox and a social mouse, is arrogant and unreasonable, ignores the rules, and is a madman. He needs to be cleaned up as soon as possible.

The adjective positively shows how hateful Musu is and how worried they are.

"What are we going to do? He has already bribed the referee." Shi Sheng lowered his eyebrows and looked like an honest man.

"Control violence with violence." Luo Luo gritted his teeth.

"You mean..."

"He bribed the chief referee, and we bribed too, as long as the money is enough..." Luo Luo interrupted the unreasonable guesses of his accomplices, and expressed her thoughts. "We have a lot of people and a lot of money."

"Uh... I don't have any money." Hollow raised his hand, his tone was ashamed and his face was frank, the expression of the two conflicting expressions was vivid.

"I have some..." Yue Ji, who was weak and didn't look like a shot putter, whispered, and took out several red crystals of different sizes from her pocket.No storage rings can only fit in pockets.

Her painting style can be classified as Musu's, but she doesn't look like someone who cheated to enter the finals.

"Know the face, but not the heart!"

Mu Su shouted loudly in the distance.

Ignoring him, the few of them got together with each other, and they were in their early 2000s.

Holding a bunch of red crystals in his hands, Luo Luo came to the werewolf referee with complicated emotions, and said bravely, "We...we picked this up...was...you dropped it?"

Spread out your palm, dozens of sparkling red crystals are eye-catching.

Musu's sneer sneered from the slanted ground: "You drop a lot of coins for me to try."

He was very confident and had no fear that the werewolf referee would accept the coins.

What happened afterwards was the same as he expected. The werewolf looked at it with dark yellow pupils and shook his head: "This is not mine."

No one doesn't like Hongjing, but credit is very important.The werewolf referee team will not abandon the credit that has been maintained so far for a mere two thousand red crystals.

Luo Luo is unwilling in his heart, can he only watch Mu Su win...

"Wait a moment--"

Suddenly Mu Su yelled, and ran over with a face of shame: "I dropped this, I'm really sorry, thank you~"

While talking, he put the coin in his palm into his ring, leaving only a fingernail-sized red crystal with a face value of 1.

"That counts as a thank you."

Mu Su returned to the werewolf without blushing at all, and offered it with both hands.

"Well done." The werewolf was very satisfied. The more he looked at this guy, the more pleasing he was. It's a pity that he is a human being. "Are you interested in joining the werewolf clan? It's much better than your skin..."

It patted Musu on the shoulder, and walked farther and farther to the basket where the shot put was stored.

Luo Luo froze there, speechless.

She thought that Mu Su was nothing more than that, but she didn't realize that she was too naive until she came into close contact with him... This guy... is a devil!

The accomplices gathered around and heard the news.

"I see that the money has been accepted, is it a success?"

"Why did Mu Su accept the money?"

"How about it, is it done!"

"Tell me, I always feel a little flustered..."

In the end, it was not Luo Luo who answered them, but the shout of the chief referee not far away.

"After checking that the shot put is fine, the game continues!"

"Ow~~~"

The wolf howl was called by Mu Su.

Two figures, one big and one small, walked back, passing by the distraught players, ignoring them.

Luo Luo let out a sigh of relief: "What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart."

Hearing something, Mu Su couldn't help but look sideways, and then looked back with disgust.

There was a faint murmur, such inexplicable words as Wu Xie, the strongest version, and beating zongzi.

The game continued, and the No.2 player threw the shot put in fear.As expected, the iron ball landed in a heavy arc and exploded.

Huang Jianxiang: "It's awesome. It's a pity that it's daytime, and the effect will be better at night."

Bai Yansong nodded: "The first Olympic Games was a bit crude, without even the opening and closing ceremonies, but I believe the next one will be perfect."

The No.3 contestant stepped forward, first shook the shot put vigorously, found no shaking or abnormality, and threw it with a run-up by luck——

boom!
The dirt rained down.

He failed and exited, and the next player stepped forward.

The cheers were sudden and enthusiastic, mixed with some screams.

Musu appeared.

He is now the No.1 most popular athlete in the first Olympic Games, far ahead of No.2 by a whole digit.At the same time, it is also the No.1 most hated player voted by players on the official website forum, and it is far ahead of No.2...by four digits.

Mu Su supported a list by himself.

Musu waved to the surrounding auditorium, grabbed the shot put and shook slightly, his expression suddenly changed.

He changed all the shot puts!He also has a bomb in his hand!

A wise man has a thousand worries, and he must have a loss!
Seeing that Mu Su did not move for a long time, the referee whistled and looked at Mu Su suspiciously.However, with the relationship of the chief referee, he was still very friendly and didn't say anything.

Rolling his eyes, Mu Su thought about it.No more hesitation, take a few steps forward and pretend to throw it hard!

The shot put crossed a... parabola like peeing, and fell straight onto the grass.

The surveyors rushed over and knelt at Musu's feet to measure with a ruler.

"53.15 centimeters!"

It shouted in an ear-shattering voice.

Musu jumped up and cheered.The excitement wasn't fake, and he was glad the bomb didn't go off.

The bomb will automatically detonate if the internal pressure is too high.The pressure of the short-distance fall is not very great, so there is no detonation.

Musu pretended to be struggling and successfully deceived everyone, successfully making them think that Musu's shot put hadn't been changed, and threw them one by one like resignation to fate.

In the end, Musu won the fourth championship of this year.

A reporter interviewed Musu, but he didn't remember what he looked like. He only saw that the reporter had big breasts.

The first few sentences were related to the competition, and then Mu Su brought the topic to the chest.

"What's your favorite?" the big-breasted reporter asked.

"Big boobs!" Mu Su shouted excitedly.

"What do you like about women?" The big-breasted reporter also secretly guided Musu.

"Big boobs!" Mu Sugao raised his hands.

"What do you think is the most important thing about a woman?"

The live comments are dominated by all kinds of boob responses.

Mu Su was stunned for a moment, a hint of sadness flashed in the depths of his eyes, he held the microphone and said sincerely, "...it's the soul."

The unexpected turn made the live commentary refresh speed like flying.

The interview ended, the opponent had already left, and Mu Su stood alone in the middle of the field.

It's so boring...

I want to be the referee!
Mu Su clenched his fists, he had had enough of being at the mercy of the system.

I control my own life!
If the sky wants to stop me, I will go against the sky!

The world is not benevolent and regards all things as straw dogs.Even so, I replaced this day!

I want the sky not to cover my eyes anymore, this earth not to bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, and all the Buddhas to disappear in smoke!
(End of this chapter)

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