Zhang Fugui just hit his opponent with a few wine bottles and knocked him unconscious no matter what moves the Jia brothers used.

Assassin Jia Feng held his stomach and couldn't say a word. Jia Zheng's side was even worse. The bottle was smashed into his face, and he lost consciousness for a while.

All this is really too fast.

The audience didn't understand what was going on.

Originally everyone thought it was better than concealed weapons, maybe they could actually see a Xiao Li flying knife.

But not long after the competition started, why did two people lie down?

What? Xiao Li’s flying knife was changed to a sniper rifle?

Not only were the audience unable to sort out their thoughts, but the referees under the ring were also particularly confused.

At the beginning of the competition, he received an internal order, and the focus was to take special care of Zhang Fugui.

Therefore, from the very beginning, the referee tried every means to create an unfavorable situation for Zhang Fugui.

But who would have thought that Zhang Fugui would be the only person standing in the ring at this time?

How to judge this case?

Is it necessary to judge Zhang Fugui as the winner?

The referee would not dare to make such a decision.

According to normal procedures, all the Jia brothers were lying on their knees in the ring at this time, and they had lost all fighting power visibly.

In this case, it's time for him to count down.

But because the referee had something in his mind, he could only pretend not to see the Jia brothers.

I hope I can delay it for a while, so that maybe one of the Jia brothers can stand up?

Don't worry, the referee's delay is still effective.

"Forehead····."

Jia Zheng slowly came back to his senses. He slowly put his neck away and used his hands to support himself to stand up.

"Crack!"

Another bottle of wine, and the referee used his own cleverness to give Jia Zheng another hit.

"What are you doing? Are you looking stupid? If you don't pronounce the verdict at this time, why are you waiting? Are you waiting for the New Year or some new discovery of human technology? Let me tell you, your referee must be a bit like a referee? This

It's time for you to learn from humans, you have to work hard..." When Liu Yi saw that the winner was clear, the referee didn't say a word, and he immediately became dissatisfied.

Referee 1 heard the referee next to him speak, and the look on his face was obviously unnatural.

Although the old Taoist scolding was unpleasant, who made the referee feel guilty? He could only close his eyes and pretend that the old Taoist was not scolding him.

Although you can tolerate the swearing and it will be over, you still have to do the things in front of you.

The referee secretly scolded Jia Zheng for not living up to his expectations, and how many bottles were smashed like this?

Where did the shameless energy you had just come on stage go?

It seems you have to do it yourself.

"Ahem...I declare...the winner...Jia Feng!" The referee's voice became softer and softer. In the end, only the contestants on the ring could hear it.

"Who won? Who won?"

"I don't know. I didn't hear anything from the referee. What's going on?"

"Keep looking, maybe there will be something exciting soon."

The audience on the stage were chatting with each other.

The audience on the stage did not hear clearly, but Zhang Fugui was not far from the referee and he heard everything clearly.

"Why? Why were they both beaten to their knees? How could they still win?" Zhang Fugui immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Yeah...that's right. They both knelt down, and you still hit them? You...you are so cruel! Your behavior is against sports ethics...you are doing this

You don’t talk about martial ethics!” The referee went around in a long circle and finally found a point of argument that he recognized.

Zhang Fugui was so angry that he pointed at the referee's head and asked angrily: "Tell me, are you from Bangzi Country?"

"What? What did you say? I'm not..."

"Why are you so black-hearted and blind? Why can't you see clearly what's going on on the field? Or can't you understand? If you have a problem with your brain, treat your brain. If you have a problem with your eyes, treat your eyes. If you don't

It’s okay to have a look at your heart...conscience! Do you understand?" Zhang Fugui cursed very happily.

The referee has been targeting him since before the game started. At that time, Zhang Fugui thought it would be better to do less than to do more, but now the referee started to directly change the result of the game.

Zhang Fugui couldn't bear it any longer and started to yell at the referee.

"Huh? This guy is so funny, he started scolding the referee!"

"Just scolding is so boring. Aren't we all in the ring? You hit him. If you hit him, I will be the referee for you two."

The audience saw Zhang Fugui's vision and started discussing it again.

Just as Zhang Fugui was confronting the referee, Jia Feng regained his composure.

Deep down in his heart, he was extremely grateful to the referee in front of him.

In his eyes, this referee is now closer than his own father.

How badly did he and his brother get beaten up? Under such circumstances, the referee went against the wind and favored him.

If it weren't for the fact that the referee was so young, Jia Feng would have wanted to step forward and recognize him as his godfather.

Jia Feng took a deep breath and wanted to stand up directly, because he knew that as long as he stood up, the dust would be settled.

Although it didn’t look good, the referee declared that he had won!

As long as you can still stand up, isn't this invulnerable?

Zhang Fugui had already secretly spotted Jia Feng's movements.

But he pretended not to see anything at first, until Jia Feng almost recovered.

Zhang Fugui pretended to wave, and a wine bottle hit Jia Feng's head quickly and accurately.

Just now, Jia Feng was kneeling on the ring, but now the wine bottle was so powerful that it knocked Jia Feng's whole body over in one blow.

The referee only came to his senses, and when he turned around, Jia Feng had already been hit and lay down.

He trotted up to Jia Feng, carefully observed Jia Feng's situation, and then warned Zhang Fugui: "I have just pronounced you a loser. If you do it again, I will call security!"

"Jia Feng...Jia Feng, wake up! As long as you wake up, you win!" The referee did not dare to say anything, so he could only roar to Jia Feng in a low voice.

But Jia Feng suffered a lot from that bottle just now.

This is not something he can just remember.

When the referee saw this, he cursed a piece of trash in a low voice and secretly tried hard to help Jia Feng up.

Jia Feng, who was still conscious, was almost moved to tears. He never expected that the referee would help him to this extent.

What kind of spirit is this that allows the referee to help so much?

But just when the referee helped Jia Feng to do it.

Zhang Fugui sneered and threw out another wine bottle.

The wine bottle hit Jia Feng's upper body just as he was being lifted up.

Jia Feng felt as if someone had hit his chest with a sledgehammer.

"Zhang Fugui! You!... Just wait for me. I will call the security personnel immediately after I help the winner up!"

The referee pointed at Zhang Fugui and said sternly, then lowered his head and said to Jia Feng: "Hold on just one more time! Just hold on for a while!"

After Jia Feng was beaten like this again, he really cried.

But I wasn't moved by the referee's favoritism, but because of my own stupidity.

I'm so stupid. Why do I think the referee is helping me?

That attack just now, if he hadn't helped me up, I definitely wouldn't have been hit.

He wasn't helping me, he was helping Zhang Fugui aim.

Where is the foster father here? This is the stepfather!

He could no longer say a word and could only shake his head at the referee with a painful look on his face, indicating that he would not come.

The referee didn't care what he thought, but he still encouraged him: "Don't worry! I will definitely let you win!"

You want me to die!

Perhaps it was a matter of life and death, but Jia Feng already understood that if the referee declared Zhang Fugui the winner from the beginning, he and his brother would not be able to compete in the next two games.

After thinking about this, Jia Feng used all his strength to break away from the referee's arms and wanted to climb off the ring.

The referee initially thought that Jia Feng was trying to stand up on his own, so he did not stop him.

But after a while, he discovered that Jia Feng was planning to climb down from the ring.
To be continued...