No matter where these negative emotions come from, as long as they are collected by this magic weapon, it is a good thing for you, and you are one step closer to completing your task.

Thinking about Feifei's coma has been in a state of confusion for the past two months, Shen Bing is very confused.

It’s not that Shen Bing doesn’t work hard to complete this task, but mainly because the seven emotions and six desires are really hard to deal with.

If it weren't for Qiuqiu's reminder this time, he would have gone to prison or something after he went back...

The fight on the field continued, and Shen Bing was very interested in watching it.

Relatively speaking, the guy named Rothel was stronger, while Xichai was more flexible.

After nearly ten minutes of fighting like this, Xichai turned sideways, avoided Rosier's attack, and then made a quick side kick, hitting the opponent's abdomen, dismantling the opponent's combat power on the spot.

This is free fighting competition, not boxing, so there are not so many rules.

After the referee counted down, Rothel failed to get up, and the game ended like this.

The audience in the audience either screamed excitedly or vicious curses, filling the arena.

"Brother Chen, why don't we bet on some next game?" Liu Jin looked very excited.

Shen Bing smiled indifferently and said, "How much money can this make? The organizer knows better than us about the players' strength comparison, and the odds set are definitely more beneficial to them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a new round of fighting was about to begin.

This time, the ones who came to power were a Japanese judo master and a Taekwondo master from the Kanzi country.

There is no huge difference in strength in competition of this nature, and the sponsors and arrangements are basically evenly matched opponents.

This can also be seen from the odds on the big screen, and the two are almost the same.

As soon as the two of them started their fight, there were already noises in the audience.

"Give me a shot to death within ten seconds!" I don't know if it was some idiot who threw the highest odds.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the Japanese master who was fighting bravely stopped and then fell down blankly.

Shen Bing and others who were sitting near the ring could see clearly that a blood mark appeared on the forehead of the Japanese master, and milky white things mixed in it.

"ah……"

"It's dead!"

"There is gunshot!"

The people who reacted were suddenly in chaos. These people could calmly watch others fight desperately. Even if one of them was really hit by a punch in the end, they would only scream excitedly.

The reason is that no matter how awesome the person involved in the fight is or how much he kills, it is limited to the ring and will not threaten the audience. They can fully appreciate life and death fighting from the perspective of God.

But now it’s different. There are gunfires coming from somewhere, and they killed the Japanese master with one shot. This is a complete emergencies.

Since the Gunner can kill the fighter, he will naturally be able to aim at anyone in the stands.

This is a total uncertainty factor!

Those who can board this cruise are rich people. Who doesn’t regard their lives as more valuable than anything else?

There was a constant scream for a moment.

Even Gao Jingchuan and Liu Jin changed their faces slightly. Although they were not afraid, they were also worried about Shen Bing's safety.

They knew about Shen Bing’s two encounters abroad before. Although it was purely accidental for Shen Bing to board this cruise ship, do you know if anyone would be doing anything wrong behind the scenes?

However, Shen Bing and Li Xiao looked calm and did not even stand up.

"Bang bang..." There were two huge gunshots, accompanied by the gunshots falling, and the entire arena was silent.

"I'm just quiet!" a rough voice shouted.

Shen Bing looked in the voice and saw that at some point a middle-aged white man holding a pipe in his arms stood at the highest point in the arena stand.

Next to this white man, two guys who were like door gods stood, each holding a Minime light machine gun, and a large string of bullets wrapped around his shoulders were full of deterrence.

Not only that, there was one person standing in each other direction, all with the elder guys. The dark muzzle made people not doubt that it was a fake move.

Although there are more than a dozen security guards who maintain order in the arena, they dare not make any changes at this moment.

Damn! Everyone has at least one gun to focus on. Who dares to move?

"Haha! That's right." The white man walked down with a smile, looked at the host on the stage, and said jokingly: "Mr. Referee, I just made a heavy bet on Mr. Kurokawa Ken, totaling 300,000 US dollars, betting that he would die within 10 seconds. Now this situation... should be considered as my winning?"

Everyone present was very disappointed, how could they do this?

Shen Bing's mouth curled slightly. This guy is a soulmate! He had thought of this method before, but he didn't do it like this.

The referee and host on the stage was both confused and frightened.

How should I answer?

A bet of 300,000 US dollars, at a rate of 1,000 times, that is 300 million US dollars, which is almost one-fifth of the total value of this ship.

Besides, this bet should be the matter of both parties in the fight. If you kill someone with one shot, you still have to compensate? How can this be justified?

Unfortunately, these words came to his throat and swallowed them again. He dared to promise that if he dared not to accompany him, the other party would definitely shoot him up in one shot. Anyway, one of them died, and these desperadoes would never mind killing one more.

Gao Jingchuan and Liu Jin looked around, hoping to find a way to break the situation. Although it seems that these desperadoes are only targeting the organizers, as long as they use their brains a little, they know that things will definitely not be that simple.

If it is really just targeting the organizer, why do you have to make such a big fight?

After looking around, they felt a little bit waxed. This was so hard to deal with! Although they thought they were extremely capable, they were still scared when facing dozens of guns.

Gao Jingchuan's eyes suddenly looked at Shen Bing, but found that this guy was still sitting there carelessly, as if the situation around him had nothing to do with me.

Uh... It seems like he is not just sitting there, he seems to be playing mobile games...

Generally speaking, there is only one kind of person who can sit so peacefully in this situation, that is, mental illness. But is Shen Bing a mental illness?

Absolutely not.

Seeing this scene, Gao Jingchuan's originally worried heart was relieved for no reason.

"Shen Bing, what should we do?" Gao Jingchuan asked in a low voice.

Shen Bing stared at the screen with his eyes feeling quite complicated.

After listening to Gao Jingchuan's words, he whispered: "Look at it first and then talk."

"Uh!" Gao Jingchuan didn't know what medicine was selling in Shen Bing's gourd, and he didn't ask a lot at this moment to avoid being targeted by the other party.

The white man had already walked onto the ring, took a puff of cigarette, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Referee, do you think I am unreasonable in your request?"

The referee was frightened. He seemed to smell the breath of death from the other party and kept saying: "No...no! Your request...is normal. Just... just..."

The white man asked with a smile, "Just what?"

The referee said with a sad face: "It's just that I... can't make a decision!"

"Haha!" The white man suddenly raised his empty left hand, and a pistol had appeared in his hand at some point. The muzzle pointed directly at the other party's forehead and said, "Then let's transfer the amount you can decide first!"

The big man who had been standing on the left side of the white man muttered: "Boss, ask me to tell me that I can kill this guy directly, and I will transfer money to their boss later."

The referee's legs were like sieves, for fear that the other party would buckle his finger and make a hole in his forehead.

"You know what's the matter!" The white man snorted, but didn't explain much, and continued to stare at the referee. "After the last game, this guy finally confirmed with his fingerprint, and the compensation process was completed. He only needed to confirm the result of this game, and the money could be put into our pockets."
Chapter completed!