SSS Class Fugitive: The Big Show of the Crore Show

Chapter 310



Chapter 310

Lang Dehua showed his bravery and loyalty to the people, and began to bear the brunt of the charcoal!

We will be fine, those Chinese and Xia people, they are a low-grade species to swallow charcoal has no problem, let alone us!

We are all people of the noble Sakura Country, and our own quality is high, plus we have fearless courage!

An unbreakable will!

Therefore, we must have no problem swallowing charcoal!

Lang Dehua shouted, cheering on the other person.

In order to avoid burning his mouth and taking the initiative to terminate, he directly opened his mouth wide, his throat also opened, and directly threw the charcoal into it!

"Hiss——!"

"Hissing ——!"

The crowd erupted with sighs of surprise, gasping for breath, and the sound of hissing and hissing erupted from Lang Dehua's esophagus, but it was the sound of burning charcoal!

The eyes of the people around them are straight, and their eyeballs are about to pop out!

Everyone looked straight at him and his front position.

There, will there be flames directly spouting out?!

Lang Dehua looked at death like home, enjoying the feeling of everyone's gaze locking on him.

"Ah——! So hot!

His eyes widened instantly, and the expression on his face suddenly became painful, and he tried to endure it.

But!

Lang Dehua took the initiative to swallow the charcoal down his stomach, and then, there was a hissing sound in his body, and an unpleasant smell of burning skin and flesh came out, so that everyone present covered their noses. It smells so bad!

Poof!

After the charcoal reached the stomach and intestines, Lang Dehua could no longer bear it, and the severe burning made him suffer from unbearable pain, and his muscles trembled and fell to the ground!

Lang Dehua felt a burning pain, which spread all over his body, making his whole body tremble and fall directly to the ground.

The person who swallowed charcoal with him had the same experience, falling directly to the ground, constantly making painful sounds.

The conference room was enveloped by an unpleasant smell, and both of them passed out in pain.

"Find an ambulance!"

What was originally a meeting to discuss Huaxia skills turned into a casualty rescue meeting.

............

Qi Tian took twenty-four brothers and ran together in the high and low buildings, followed by a large number of expert team members.

The quality of the players in this phase is also much stronger, at least chasing after them, not letting these people pull down.

Perhaps there are also great rewards.

Million!

As long as one of them is caught, the minimum reward is one million.

In case of life catching Qi Tian, it will be 10 million!

Who dares to guarantee that jumping between buildings, he will not have a foot in the sky?

Just when Guan Gong was still walking Maicheng, let those small soldiers pick up the opportunity to make meritorious achievements.

Who dares to say that he does not have such a blessing and gets 10 million for no reason?

These people chased after Qi Tian and other brothers, exerting their strength to eat.

Every time Qi Tian turned around, he saw a bunch of people behind him, chasing him very devilishly.

Alas, is his own charm so great?

............

In a remote town in China and Xia Kingdom, the leader of a juggling troupe was explaining.

Behind him is a movable truck with a broadcaster and a large LCD screen.

Echoing his commentary, the screen is the corresponding picture.

He saw the recent limelight, which was the juggling fever, and he took this opportunity to start a live broadcast.

"From toothless children to toothless old people, I don't see anyone who doesn't like juggling. There is an old grandfather in his eighties, three or four years old, wearing open pants squatting in the square to watch juggling, watching the juggling, and still love to take his little grandson to see juggling, watching it with the same relish.

The grandson asked him: "Grandpa, this uncle tore a newspaper to shreds, why did he change his hat?" Grandpa, you can go home and change a few tops for me, okay?

The old man scratched his head and said, "Oh, I've been watching this thing for decades, and I haven't figured out what's going on." "

In my opinion, it is not clear whether he will live to be more than eighty years old, and he will continue to watch it with relish."

When it comes to juggling, there's nothing more lively than our Taijiao's performance. What's more, tonight is his parting memorial, the last performance, after which he will go to the beach to recuperate.

So I got up early in the morning, and everywhere I talked about having to eat early in the evening, and after eating to watch juggling. Especially children, in less than five minutes, have to watch the clock twice: "How to get it, the clock is walking so slowly today!" "

So many people want to juggle, but the hospital is busy.

Hospital? It's a hospital. Spectators in the stands have to be admitted with a ticket. On what basis? Health check card.

His performance is so thrilling that people with heart disease, high blood pressure, and the faint of heart can't watch it. The comrade who collected the ticket - while collecting the ticket, he read the certificate.

Well, our juggler Tai Jiaoao is on the stage. There was a steel wire several feet high, and Tai Jiaoao was like a monkey, and the ladder like a cloud ladder whizzed to a high platform next to the steel wire.

It is said that the tightrope walker always first gently steps one foot on the wire, and then slides the other foot on the wire, slowly swallowing, that is literary. Our Tai Jiaoao is a martial artist who walks the tightrope, otherwise, why do you want credentials to see him? He stood on that high platform, his head was low, a hollow heel, and he rolled bonelessly on the wire, rolling from this end to that end, hitting that end and rolling back to this end, rolling around, suddenly into the wire, jumping a few feet from the wire, hanging a heel bucket in the air, and falling on the wire.

To know how Tai Jiaoao performed, just look at the expression of the audience. Looking at it, they raised their heads one by one, it was a sea of faces, big faces, small faces, fat faces, thin faces, long faces, flat faces, and their eyes were wide open. All of a sudden, they all shut up, which is saying, "Something is going to happen!" All of a sudden, they were half-open, half-closed, saying, "Let's see how!"

All of a sudden, their eyes widened, and then the whole theater floated through like a wind—a breathable sound, and the audience clapped their hands in unison, shouting: "Wow!, another one!" "

Everyone opened their eyes for a while, closed their eyes for a while, opened their mouths for a while, closed their mouths for a while, sighed for a while, and shouted for a while.

After half a day, all the faces "bowed" from top to bottom at the same time, and they all lowered. What's wrong? Tai Jiaoao turned over from the high platform, flew down like a dive, and had already reached the ground.

He just pointed his index finger on the ground, and his whole body stood motionless.

In the blink of an eye, supported by one finger, the upside-down Taijiao Hula rotated, turning faster and faster, so that even people could not see it, and there was a shadow left.

A clown on the field was in a hurry to go around and look everywhere.

But even the shadow was gone. Just listening to the sound of the horn gong and drum, Tai Jiaoao hit the backstage and came out——!


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