C1084 Contestant Number Seven Was so Lucky!
C1084 Contestant Number Seven Was so Lucky!
Looking at the small box in the prison guard's arms, many of the other contestants were praying in secret: May the True Lord God bless me, and don't let me pinch beans of the same color as Bakr later. If that was the case, I would be dead for sure.
Very quickly, Bakr and the other three pinched out one bean each. The deputy warden immediately announced loudly on the stage, "Contestant number one, Bakr, drew the black bean. Contestant number two got the soybean from Li Cha. Contestant number three, Dancing Village, chose green beans. The last seeded contestant, Muhammad, was red beans! Next, the remaining twelve contestants, please start touching the beans from another paper box!"
As soon as the deputy warden finished speaking, the other two prison guards carried a paper box with a small hole in it. They walked in front of the remaining participants and simply repeated, "Each of you can only take out one bean, and you will be divided into groups based on the color of the beans you touch."
The contestant on the left of the line nodded and then reached his hand into the paper box. He looked up at the sky and searched for a full minute before slowly taking his hand out.
The prison guard in charge of statistics took a look at the color of the beans in the contestant's hand, then turned to the stage and said loudly, "Contestant No. 9 from Iran, Jia Keba, drew red beans. He was assigned to the fourth group of Muhammad!"
Immediately, the deputy warden on stage used a microphone to announce the news to the audience.
Based on their performance these days, the contestants had a clear understanding of each other. They all knew that Bakr was the one who would definitely make it to the next round, so after the Iran prisoner, Jia Keba, drew the group of seeded contestants with higher odds, Immediately, he felt a lot more relaxed. Under the envious eyes of many contestants, He raised his right hand and made a gesture in front of his chest to thank the True Lord Rank for protecting him.
Chu Yang, who was on the right of the line, saw Jia Keba's action and sneered in his heart. He then looked at the contestant sitting on the left side of the line.
The person sitting on the left side of Chu Yang was none other than the contestant number sixteen who had never shown himself in front of anyone. He was not tall and sturdy at all, but he was wearing very wide clothes. It seemed that his body was even thinner. At this moment, his head was slightly lowered. He did not even look at the person touching the beans, as if he did not care about the color of the beans.
If this person was not an expert, then he had already given up hope of qualifying for the next round. That was why he was so calm. Chu Yang casually glanced at him, then yawned. Just as he was about to continue watching the contestant touch the beans, he smelled a faint fragrance. This made him feel very strange, so he looked up at the opposite side of the ring. Fuck, what rich little rich woman spilled such a thick perfume? Even from so far away, he could smell it.
Just as the other ten contestants were nervous, excited, or depressed, the two prison guards carrying boxes came in front of contestant number sixteen.
When these two prison guards faced the other contestants, they puffed out their chests and looked high and mighty. However, when they came in front of contestant number sixteen, Chu Yang discovered that they actually slightly bent down. The voice that they spoke in was also much more 'gentle'. "contestant No. 16, please touch a bean."
Contestant No. 16 acted as if he didn't hear them at all. He lowered his head slightly and didn't even raise his head. He only raised his hand and reached into the box to pick up a bean. He handed it to the prison guard.
After the prison guard saw the color of the bean, he turned around and reported to the stage, "Contestant No. 16 from K Country, Piao Zhihuan, has touched a green bean. He is in the third group!"
Chu Li, who was scratching the itch with his hand, heard the prison guard say the name of contestant No. 16. He was stunned. Piao Zhihuan? What a familiar name. It seems that I have also called this name before, right? F * ck, I didn't expect to meet another one here. It seems like this name is very popular among the people of K Country.
Just as Chu Yang started to be interested in Piao Zhihuan, the prison guard came in front of him with the box. "There are a total of 12 beans in the box, and you are the last contestant. So you don't need to touch it anymore. I'll just take it out for you. As for the color of the beans left in the box, that will depend on your luck. "
Chu Yang nodded his head indifferently, indicating his agreement.
The prison guard took out the last bean from the box for Chu Yang. He put it in his palm and showed it to Chu Yang. After that, he turned around and reported to the stage, "Cole from V Country has found a red bean! He was assigned to the fourth group of Muhammad."
After hearing that the last contestant got a relatively satisfactory bean, the three contestants who had the same color as Bakr drew the beans. He regretted immediately. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have rushed to the front just now. If I had been last, I would have gotten the red bean. Sigh, that monkey from V Country is really lucky, right?
Although the Fighting Competition was held in prison, it wasn't something that could be seen in public. However, the 'host' Busan Prison still had large screens installed on both sides of the arena, so that those rich people could watch the exciting battle scene from all angles after the competition began. The drawing ceremony that was being held now could be considered as live broadcast. The rich people on the other side didn't need to come here at all. They could clearly see which group the contestant they liked was in from the big screens.
Just like the criminals, when the drawing ceremony was being held, This was because quite a number of them had cast their bets on the players they didn't think highly of. Only in this way could they have the hope of making money. If everyone placed their money on Bakr, then there was no point in gambling like this.
As the drawing of lots ended, the players who had bet on the rich were placed in the strongest group, the first group. They were either placed in the weakest group, the fourth group. When they saw the contestant they had placed their bets on and Bakr in the same group, ... They would be disappointed. On the contrary, if they went to the fourth group... They would be happy.
But no matter what, the result could not be changed. They could only hope that the chosen one would perform well.
In fact, those rich people who felt that they had bet on the wrong contestant were not worried about the money at all. Instead, they made a habit of regretful actions.
According to the rules of the competition, the group match on day 11 would end completely. The top four contestants would draw lots on the 12th and split into two groups to fight for the semi-finals. The two people who won would enter the final, and the two who lost would fight another match. They would fight for the third place to enter the semi-finals.
On the 13th, the two people who entered the finals would enter the final championship and second place. This was the last match, and it was also the match that the rich people paid the most attention to. Usually, everyone would bet their money on the final match.
In the first day of the competition, there were a total of four groups. Each group had four people, and each group had to fight three matches. Each match was fifteen minutes and three rounds, and there were a total of twelve matches.
After the large group drawing ceremony ended, the four people in the first group would once again touch the beans from the small boxes. This time, there were two red beans and two green beans. The two contestants who had touched the red beans would be the first to enter the stage.
As a seeded contestant, Bakr was the first one to touch a bean. He took it out and saw that it was a green bean. This proved that he could watch another match of his group from the side. He could also use this opportunity to find the weakness of the winner... This guy's luck is really good.
When the first group got the red bean contestant (No. 4 against No. 12) onto the stage, the atmosphere on the grass field immediately became lively. The prisoners who were watching the show started to applaud excitedly, as if it was the new year. But those rich people started to bet and collect the bets (How much did they bet this time, and how much did they bet on the contestant who won the bet).
In addition to these rich people, some of the prison guards in Busan Prison also had the idea of taking a gamble. They took out more or less money to bet, but the Prison leaders did not stop them at all. In just a moment, in the box in the arms of the 'staff' who was in charge of collecting money... There was a pile of US dollars.
Han Dongzhe, who was sitting at the front of the ring, looked at the pile of US dollars. A satisfied smile appeared on his face. According to the 50% -10% draw rule, no matter who wins or loses, it didn't matter. Prison was the biggest beneficiary. How could he not be happy?
Wait! The staff member asked three times in a row, Who else wants to bet? After making sure that no one else took money out, he turned around and indicated to the judge on the ring that the match could begin.
Although these contestants were all prisoners, the referees in charge of the competition were international referees. They were hired by the organizers from the M Country of Europe with a lot of money.
After the first pair of competitors went on stage, they wore black pants and white shirts. The referee with a black bow tie around his neck began to announce the rules of the competition loudly with the microphone. It was nothing more than not biting and attacking the lower part of the body. When the referee said to stop, the competition had to stop. Otherwise, the qualification to participate in the competition would be revoked, and other such precautions would be taken.
The referee gave a few simple instructions and then asked the two contestants clearly what they had heard. Then, he walked to the corner of the ring, took a small hammer, and knocked the bell that had been hung. The first match of the Olympic Fighting Competition's A Continent Region finals had officially begun...
As the two contestants who went on stage first began to test each other, applause and screams rang out once again. Jin Mingxin, who was standing behind the contestants, slightly tilted his head and asked Han Xiangdou in a low voice, "Team Han, your luck is not bad. That contestant number seven was actually placed in the fourth group. This means that he has a high chance of qualifying. Hehe, I wonder if Squad Han has the guts to bet on him? "
Han Xiangdou smiled when he heard the complacency in Jin Mingxin's words. Then he nodded and said, "He is the contestant that I take care of. Of course I have confidence in him. When I placed my bet last night, I had already bet twenty thousand dollars on him. I bet he'll qualify. "
You're the only one who would bet so much money on contestant number seven? Ca, who the hell are you trying to trick, unless your brain is flooded with water.
Jin Mingxin did not believe that Han Xiangdou would be so stupid. He just sneered in his heart. Then he said in a strange tone, "Yo, twenty thousand dollars. That's your salary for a year. Can you take it if you throw it in the water like this? Do you need me to prepare an ambulance for you? I don't want to have a heart attack after seeing him get eliminated in the group competition. At that time, I can save him in time. "