Chapter 157 Fame at One Stop
The referee began to count down.
"Three, two, one--"
There was a lot of people around, and the huge cheers seemed to lift the roof.
Charlee Ford stood by, without any movement or expression. She was obviously responsible for the present situation, but she just looked like an outsider.
Tarzan did not get up at last.
Ten minutes passed quickly.
To everyone's shock, it took only one and a half minutes for Charlee Ford to defeat Tarzan!
"My grass thought it was a bronze, but I didn't expect it to be a king!"
"I really like her quick and slow style!"
"What's id's name again?" If it's not for money, who will play black games? "Right? I'm going to vote for her and throw money at her!"
"I didn't watch it, I still want to see it!"
In the cheers of everyone, Charlee Ford motioned to the host and then stepped down from the ring.
She played five games this evening.
Five games are one shot to kill opponents, directly put them KO, watching all the audience call it enjoyable.
Charlee Ford became famous in World War I.
This bizarre id, as well as this bizarre quick-decision style of play, became famous in this underground Sanda competition in an instant.
People who have watched her competition call it enjoyable.
At night, Charlee Ford finished the game, and the waiter led her to settle the money.
As soon as the bill came out, Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows in surprise: "260,000? Why are there so many? Isn't it 50,000 to win five games?"
The little sister who settled accounts looked at her with a smile and said: "These are the rewards of the audience. The main income of our players here does not depend on gallants. You played well in today's game. Some people are willing to hold you and directly give you 200,000."
Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Two hundred thousand?"
"Yes, you are really lucky. There was no such big boss before. Just today, when you came to gallants, he appeared." The accountant said and asked, "260,000 yuan, cash or deposit it in your card?"
Although Charlee Ford doesn't understand who is so stupid and rich, it's not a bad thing for her.
"I don't have a bank card, can you give me one?"
Those who dare to hold black competitions like this must have their own channels, and it is easy for them to get a black card whose origin cannot be found.
"Yes, but I have to apply to my boss." The accountant said with a smile, as if he was not surprised by Charlee Ford's words.
It seems that they are used to such mysterious people.
"OK, please." Charlee Ford said, "I'll pick it up tomorrow when the card is ready."
"What time will you come tomorrow? Now you are our ace here, and our boss will arrange the competition for you." The accountant said.
Charlee Ford estimated the time: "After twelve o'clock."
Coming out of the clubhouse, Charlee Ford was blown by the cold wind outside, and his mind suddenly became clear.
Although she had tried her best to restrain herself during the competition just now, the screams of excitement around her and the thick hormones in the air still had some influence on her.
Charlee Ford is a little hungry.
Just as there were snacks on the side of the road, she walked over and pulled out five dollars and handed it to the stall owner: "Hello, I want a sauce patty."
The stall owner looked at the person wearing a mysterious mask in front of him and asked curiously, "I see you came out from there. Are you also going to participate in the underground Sanda competition?"
Charlee Ford nodded carelessly.
The stall owner looked at Charlee Ford: "I think you are so thin, and you must have no money at home. For your pitiful sake, I have a piece of advice to give you."
Charlee Ford's attention was all on the cake in the stall owner's hand, completely ignoring what the stall owner said and the slightly cold expression when he said this sentence.
"What advice?"
"Young people are new here, don't be too eye-catching, be careful to shoot the first bird."
The stall owner finished smiling and handed the cake in his hand to Charlee Ford: "Your cake."
Charlee Ford paid the money, nodded, and took the cake and walked to the car he rented.
Just then, three people appeared in front of her.
All three of them were tall and looked at Charlee Ford with bad faces.
Charlee Ford gave way to the left, and they followed.
She took a step to the right, and they followed her to the right.
One is the feeling of blocking her way.
Charlee Ford frowned. "Who are you? What do you want?"
"Want to do? After receiving so much money, you want to leave like this?" The three men looked at Charlee Ford maliciously.
Charlee Ford smiled: "What? Lost unconvinced?"
"You are such a small fart child, with what won Taishan? The harmed Laozi lost more than 100,000 in one night. If you don't take out the money today, you can't give it to me!"
"Oh, it's none of my business. I earn money by my ability. If you have the ability, you can beat me."
Charlee Ford smiled indifferently.
Three people staring at Charlee Ford, suddenly rampant smile: "In the end is a small fart child, you don't think we don't do what to prepare to come to you?"
"What do you mean?"
Charlee Ford frowned and just finished asking this sentence. Suddenly, her brain felt dizzy. She staggered two steps and almost lost her footing.
The enlarged faces of the three strong men in front of them are ferocious and sinister.
Charlee Ford came to his senses. "The stall owner's cake..."
There is a problem.
Three words didn't come out.
She fell to the ground with a thud.
*
Charlee Ford woke up.
The eyes are white walls, and beside her, there are worried Alan family and his wife.
"Thank goodness, DOG, you are finally awake!" Zhou Yuke hurriedly went up and held her hand.
Charlee Ford looked stupid: "What happened to me?"
She wanted to ask herself why she was here.
She still remembers what happened before she fainted. She didn't believe that the three strong men would let go of themselves so kindly and send themselves back.
"I don't know, Uncle Jiang and I saw you faint at home as soon as we got up this morning, but we were scared. We quickly took you back and kept you all day without even going to the clinic!" Zhou Yuke explained.
At home?
Charlee Ford paused.
Who is...
"Is there anyone else around me, or do you know who sent me back?" Charlee Ford hurriedly asked.
Zhou Yuke shook his head: "No, there is no one around."
She said and looked at Charlee Ford hesitantly: "DOG, how did you faint at your doorstep? Is something wrong, or is our family recruiting thieves?"
Charlee Ford thought for a long time with a white face, but he didn't think who would save himself.
After a long time, she shook her head: "Nothing, Aunt Zhou, let's not scare ourselves. Maybe it's my sleepwalking."