Today is the third day of the martial arts competition. Compared with the schedule of the previous two days, Zhang Fugui has a little trouble making arrangements today.

Because there will be three contestants in the Red Star Factory today.

They are Hu Hai, Wang Seng and Huang Batian, the second in command of the Red Star Security Team in a literal sense.

At that time, Zhang Fugui had to divide the people around him into three groups, and cheer for his own people who were about to compete.

Hu Hai's competition was the first, so Zhang Fugui and others came to Hu Hai's ring first.

Hu Hai is usually a dull person. His honesty and honesty are exactly opposite to Wang Monk's honesty and honesty.

Wang Seng, a young man, gives people a feeling of innocence and simplicity, while Hu Hai gives people a more taciturn feeling.

During these days in the Red Star Factory, Hu Hai has always been very impeccable.

But Zhang Fugui clearly remembered that Mr. Er once said that if people like himself were not around, if there were important matters, they could be left to Hu Hai and Ah Dao to handle.

Zhang Fugui innocently asked why.

Mr. 2’s deep voice was still fresh in Zhang Fugui’s memory.

"Ah Dao can do things for you without risking his own life. Hu Hai can do things for you without risking his own life. For others, Monk Wang needs to experience it. Huang Batian and others... are commendable for their loyalty."

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Mr. 2 is a decent man, but after all, he still doesn't want to expose others' shortcomings. There is really no need to praise him, so he had to praise him for his loyalty.

Like Cao Cao, Er Ye is very accurate in judging people, and unlike Cao Cao, he can always find the shining points of humanity in other people.

Zhang Fugui never thought that he would need others to sacrifice their lives for him.

But what Mr. 2 said stuck in his mind.

That is the evaluation of one loyal person to several other loyal people.

Since the completion of the first master's competition, the six talents of the security team, except for Huang Batian, who is about to compete, have all taken up logistics work under Zhang Fugui's arrangement.

It's like picking up clothes and giving water under the ring, giving massages during halftime, etc.

Although it's not a regular job, in the end we are all our own people, so everyone works very hard.

Huan Er and Brother Ya squatted under the ring behind Hu Hai. When they saw Zhang Fugui and others coming over, they happily stepped forward and said hello.

Hu Hai himself entered the ring early and was closing his eyes to rest and adjust his condition.

When he heard Brother Ya's voice, he slowly opened his eyes and saw Zhang Fugui and others coming to his ring. Although there was no change in expression on his face, there was still a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Brother Hai, be careful. If it doesn't work, let's throw the towel away!" Zhang Fugui was worried that Hu Hai was too nervous, so he took the towel from the earrings' shoulders and joked with Hu Hai.

Hu Hai smiled slightly, and then said with very firm eyes: "Fugui, don't worry, I will win until you tell me I don't have to win anymore."

Zhang Fugui did not expect that Hu Hai, who had never spoken much, would say such ambitious words. He then whispered to Mr. 2 next to him: "Oh no, Brother 2, did I arouse his desire to win?"

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"Some people are born with abilities, but they just lack the enterprising spirit. But once these people have people in their hearts and goals in their eyes, it will be different. So for Brother Hu Hai

, he should be stimulated by you, otherwise he will forget how capable he is. Don't worry, brother Hu Hai keeps his word." Mr. 2 nodded and said, obviously he has great confidence in Hu Hai.

After hearing this, Zhang Fugui's expression became a little unnatural, and he whispered: "What does it mean to have someone in your heart... Brother 2, we are all men, don't make your words so ambiguous, it's better to make it clearer.

"How can wealth and a man's ambition be explained clearly in a few words?" Mr. 2 continued to look forward and replied in a deep voice.

At this moment, even if Zhang Fugui was a man, he was still fascinated by the heroic spirit of Master 2.

So damn charming.

Just when Zhang Fugui was obsessed with the masculinity of Master 2.

Cao Cao reached out and patted Zhang Fugui on the shoulder.

"You're obsessed... I was obsessed back then, too. I was fascinated by all the brothers and generals under me. Even Wen Yuan was a little inferior compared to him... But it's useless to be obsessed. Your second brother is in his heart."

Someone is here." Cao Cao, as a veteran, said to Zhang Fugui sourly.

"You are telling me this. How can I compare with Emperor Zhaolie in terms of virtue? Second brother regards me as his brother, so I am quite content."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fugui's words stunned Cao Cao.

Yes, I was also wondering at the beginning what was wrong with Liu Daer.

Why can he make Guan Yu willing to die for him, but he can't?

Maybe it was true, as Fugui said, that he never regarded Guan Yu as a "brother" from the beginning to the end.

"You regarded him as a brother, and I treated him well at that time. I invited him every 3 days, and gave me a banquet every 5th. I was willing to give him anything, including silks, silks, and beauties with jewels. In the end, I even gave him a horse.

As a result, guess what? He changed hands and rode the horse I gave him to go to his brother Liu..." Although he thought clearly in his heart, Cao Cao continued to complain, as if he was wronged.

's little daughter-in-law.

Zhang Fugui knew that Cao Cao did not say these words to him, but to Lord Guan on purpose.

I saw Mr. 2 looking increasingly uncomfortable, as if he had something to say but had not yet sorted out his thoughts.

Zhang Fugui hurriedly said to Cao Cao: "Isn't this good? Think about it, Brother 2 rides the horse you sent to find Brother Brother. This matter... makes you feel more involved...

Is it, why, the second master is not allowed to ride a horse... you carry the second master to find the elder brother?"

"Fugui...you can really talk nonsense..." Cao Cao couldn't calm down after being told by Zhang Fugui.

"Prime Minister, Fugui, stop making trouble, the competition is about to begin." Master 2 lowered his voice and pointed in the direction of the ring.

While Zhang Fugui and Cao Cao were chatting, Hu Hai's two opponents stepped onto the ring one after another.

At this time, Wang Tiehua, Yang Yuhuan and others also ran to Zhang Fugui. Obviously, the game on Huang Batian's side had not started yet.

After checking the identity of the contestants, the referee first read the rules of the competition aloud, and then asked the contestants as usual what content they were going to compete on the ring.

Standing opposite Hu Hai was a 56-year-old man named Hao Minlie. He was just the opposite of his name. He just looked at the two opponents on the ring with his hands behind his back. He looked like an ordinary old man.

Standing diagonally opposite Hu Hai was a young man in his twenties named Song Qing. After he came on stage, he took off his coat, revealing muscles like a bodybuilder. It seemed that he was a

An extremely hard-working young man.

"Two seniors, shall we compete with fists and kicks or with weapons? Should we fight each other separately, or should we all fight together?" Song Qing finally asked.

Hu Hai did not speak, but looked at Hao Lie.

"Hmm... 3 people... no matter how you compare, it's not fun. Why not, let me ask the two of you first, are we fighting in a civil or martial way?" Hao Lie did not answer Song Qing's question, but instead raised a comparison.

Novel question.

"Literary fight? Martial fight? Senior, forgive me for my short-sightedness and not understanding what you mean. Please explain it clearly." Song Qing continued to ask.

"There is no need to explain the martial arts, that is, there are three of us fighting in one group, and the strength is determined by fists and feet. Who loses and who wins depends on both ability and destiny."

What Hao Lie said is true. Luck is still very important when three people compete in one arena.

"As for Wen Dou, I'm old, so I rely on my old age for once. This little friend Song Qing, I see that your hands are all calloused. It seems that you practice hard qigong, mostly iron sand palms and the like..."

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After listening to Hao Lie's words, Song Qing looked down at his palms, then clasped his fists and said, "Senior has good eyesight."

Hao Lie nodded proudly, and then fixed his gaze on Hu Hai: "As for this brother Hu Hai, although I can't tell how good you are, but I see that your breathing is well-proportioned, you should also be practicing Qigong... Yes

Neither?"

"Senior is right." Hu Hai admitted with clasped fists.

"In this case, let's compete in the literary competition to see whose fist is stronger and whose kung fu is stronger. Next, we will ask the organizer to prepare some thick tiles, blue bricks, and cobblestones. Let's compete with the inferior bricks and tiles.

, this is our basic skill, this comparison is fair and harmonious... isn't it the best of both worlds?" After Hao Lie finished speaking, he looked at Song Qing and Hu Hai repeatedly, just waiting for their agreement.

Song Qing pondered for a moment and noticed that Hao Lie just said that he couldn't see the depth of Hu Hai, which meant that Hao Lie could see his own abilities.

From this point of view, compared with fists and kicks, I may not be able to gain much benefit.

During his daily practice, he would have to chop dozens of bricks, sometimes hundreds of bricks. This was indeed not a difficult task for him.

Comparing the two, the literary fight is definitely in his favor.

So Song Qing said casually: "Then listen to the seniors and let's have a literary fight! Brother Hu, what do you think?"

Hu Hai answered honestly: "I can do either."

Seeing that no one had any objections, Hao Lie told the referee the content of the upcoming competition.

When the referee saw that the contestants had strange requests, he was immediately in trouble.

Fortunately, thanks to the trial and error of the previous two days of competition, the official response to emergencies has been further improved.

The referee followed the steps and first reported the situation to the match referee, and within a moment he got an agreed answer.

Things like bricks and tiles are very easy to find, but cobblestones are a bit harder to come by.

After finally getting the consent of the contestants, the organizers replaced the cobblestones with harder marble.

Marble is harder than pebbles.

Hao Lie had no objection to this, because it often happened that he broke a piece of marble during his daily practice.

Song Qing secretly showed a troubled expression about this change, but the words had already been spoken and it was impossible to take them back at this time.

Hu Hai remained silent and just watched quietly as the staff carried the props to the ring.

"Brother 2, is this... is this going to break a big stone on his chest?" Zhang Fugui looked at the 56 cm thick marble slab on the ring and felt a little worried.
Chapter completed!