Doomsday Traveler System

The audience in the audience exclaimed, but the waiter standing behind the crowd looked livid. He looked at the referee on the stage until the referee raised the red wolf's hand to announce the end of the game. Then the waiter rushed into the competition ring. He immediately He came to the man's side and saw that the man had obviously overdosed on drugs. He grabbed the referee's collar and whispered: "Didn't I say not to give him any drugs before playing! He injected a lot of stimulants, a little dose Even white powder can kill him!"

The referee said innocently: "I, I didn't give him any white powder. Maybe this guy hid it himself. You also know that these people will keep some drugs for themselves. Who knows if he injected drugs before playing? What should we do now? ?”

Seeing all the gangsters on the stage cheering, the waiter gritted his teeth and pushed the referee away. He squeezed a smile on his face and said slowly: "Please be quiet, everyone. According to our inspection just now, the representative of the red team is here. I took a lot of stimulants and drugs before going on the field, so I will declare this competition invalid, and as for your betting money, you can come to me to collect it later."

Hearing the waiter's announcement, the gangsters off the field seemed to explode. They were so happy to see such a scene. After all, the money was almost in hand, and the red wolf won by chance under the circumstances that everyone was watching. Some people even yelled Said: "If the blue team loses, will you still declare the game invalid?"

"That is, there have always been no rules here. None of us know that boxers have the habit of taking doping before going on the field? Is your reason too far-fetched?"

"The drunkard's boxing ring backfires!"

"Kill them and get back our gambling money!"

"Kill them!"

The scene got out of control for a while, the waiter squinted at the red wolf, he gritted his teeth and shouted at the rioting crowd: "In order to satisfy everyone's wishes, I announce that the blue side wins this game, and those who win the bet can come to my Exchange here!!"

The waiter announced the final result unwillingly. He didn't want to be the target of public criticism. No matter how powerful Morse was, he wouldn't be able to protect the staff of a boxing ring. If the gangsters in front of him rebelled, he would have no life to leave here In desperation, he announced that the red wolf had won the final victory, which also meant that the boxing ring would lose a lot of money.

Watching the bruised Red Wolf walk down the ring, at this time he is like a hero in the hearts of everyone in the boxing ring, making them a big profit, and the members of the Young Eagles saw the red wolf walking into the rest passage. After showing a smile, he put down the stone in his heart.

Qin Bin smiled and said to the young eagle team members: "The red wolf is fine, I believe that after the waiter finishes his work, he will come to us to ask for clarification, but in terms of the performance of the red wolf just now, we are very happy To explain to him, hehe, it seems that this kid's progress is indeed not small."

Back in the waiting room, Red Wolf sat on the bench and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve. At this moment, he knew that he had done everything he should do, and he had already shown that he wanted to lose the game on stage. The reason why the other party lost his life was only the result of his own drug overdose. Red Wolf's acting skills successfully convinced the staff of the boxing ring to believe the accident.

While Red Wolf was resting, the boxing attendant kicked open the door. He rushed in front of Red Wolf with murderous intent, and slapped Red Wolf in the face with his arms outstretched. The exhausted Red Wolf fell When I got up, the waiter stepped on the red wolf with one foot, and kept cursing in his mouth: "Damn bastard, it's because of you that I lost a lot this time! What the hell, I might as well kill you, In case you will become the betting target of those gangsters in the next game!"

The waiter knew very well that the Red Wolf had made all the gangsters win cash this time. The next time the Red Wolf played, the gang members would still bet on the Red Wolf. He was wondering whether he should kill the red wolf in the waiting room now.

The red wolf lay motionless on the ground. He tried his best to act out that he had collapsed and hovered on the verge of death. Looking at the red wolf convulsing and suffering on the ground, the companions around the waiter immediately stopped the waiter from beating the red wolf: "If you beat the red wolf any more, it will hurt you." Kill him."

"I just want to kill him! What the hell, do you want us to lose so much money tomorrow?"

"You don't understand this. Look at how he is going to cope with tomorrow's game in his current state. Everyone present today saw that he was seriously injured. Those gangsters will still bet on him? They are not fools, knowing that He has no fighting power, of course he will vote for his opponent"

Hearing what his companion said, the waiter laughed: "That's right, this guy almost died in the arena today because he deliberately lost. He has already lost his combat effectiveness. Those gangsters will definitely bet on his opponent in tomorrow's game, just"

The waiter squatted beside the red wolf and grabbed the red wolf's hair: "I won't let you die, not only that, but I also want you to recover properly!"

The waiter got up and said to his companions: "Let the doctor check the wound for him, give him the best medicine, let him recover his combat power tomorrow, and he must win the game tomorrow, and give him some drugs by the way, let this kid enjoy himself, Make back tomorrow what you lost today."

The waiter wanted to make use of the gangsters' heart of knowing that Red Wolf was seriously injured, and earn back today's losses. Therefore, not only would he not kill Red Wolf, but he would also provide effective treatment for him, and strive to let Red Wolf go before tomorrow's game. The wolf regained its fighting power as much as possible.

"Don't worry, I'll go to the doctor right away."

"By the way, tell Betos not to torture him tonight." The waiter said to his companion with a wicked smile.

The red wolf was escorted from the rest room by two armed men to the underground sewer. Seeing the half-dead red wolf being brought back by the two men, Betos immediately asked, "Why do you bring a dying person here? I carry it out."

"Betosi, this guy is related to the big business of making money in the boxing ring tomorrow. The boxing ring has issued an order that he is not allowed to be tortured tonight. He has just had medicine applied to him, so let him have a good rest."

Hearing what the armed man said, Betosi immediately asked: "What? Did the drunkard return to the boxing ring and personally give the order?" Betosi needed to know whether the drunkard had returned to the boxing ring and whether he had learned of his plot.

"Master Drunkard hasn't come back yet, but his return date should be here." These staff members in the boxing ring are all Drunkards. At this time, they don't even know that Betosi is plotting to kill Drunkard and replace Drunkard. Location.

"Do you know his return date?" Betosi asked with a smile on his face.