Chapter 669

"The game continues..."

"Wait a minute!"

Hamler was interrupted by Chu fan before he finished his words.

Chu fan looked around with a cigarette in his mouth and said loudly, "this time, I admit it, but the rules must be changed. Otherwise, I'll take it out to entertain myself?"

Before hamle could speak, Chu Fan said impatiently, "don't tell me any rules. Who set the rules? Why should I pay for your official loopholes?"

"This... I can decide. Once I meet again, your minerals can be retained. Even this time, the minerals can also be retained. We don't charge any official fees..."

"Don't talk about this. It's useless. I'm short of this money?" Chu fan sat down with a golden saber, his teeth biting his cigar and moving from left to right. "I don't care what rules will be followed in the next session, but this session, you can't sacrifice my rights to make up for your official loopholes. Why, I'm lucky. If I win more, you're jealous? You can beat me if you have the ability."

Hamle was at a loss. He studied with several other chiefs for a while. Finally, he asked all the contestants, "our official has a responsibility for this matter, but I still want to listen to everyone's opinions. What do you think should be done?"

"Hum!" Chu fan snorted coldly. He didn't know when he had a cold dagger in his hand. The eyes of a wolf swept over everyone's face. He was stunned that no one dared to look at him.

This is so special. Who came to participate in the competition is clearly a bandit, more terrible than those terrorists.

"Cough, well, I think the competition depends on his strength. Mr. Chu fan's ability to win is his ability, so he can't be disqualified."

"Yes, this itself is your official loophole. Even if you want to change it, you have to wait until the next session. It's very unfair for Mr. Chu fan to change the rules now."

"Yes, yes..."

Chu fan thawed the ice on his face and smiled and arched his hands to the audience: "thank you for your support. I have written down this feeling. No matter what the outcome is, you will be my friend of Chu fan in the future. Come to me if you have something to do!"

People wipe sweat secretly, dare not support you? You took out all the knives. You are the only one who dares to use a knife on such an occasion. You can't afford it.

Since everyone doesn't object, hamle doesn't want to offend Chu fan. This guy's strength is too strong. Moreover, his various performances show that he is definitely not a gentleman.

If you are missed by a powerful villain, can you sleep safely in the future?

Hamle studied with several chiefs for a while, turned back and said loudly, "well, after our research and decision, Chu fan's competition right has been temporarily deprived, and only the guardian right has been reserved. Chu fan will implement the competitor right after there are no other competitors. What do you think?"

"I agree!" Chu fan agreed first.

Just let him compete for the right to import. It doesn't matter whether he has the right to import or not. And others are eager for Chu fan to withdraw, otherwise they may not even have a chance.

After nearly an hour of crazy competition and elimination, there were only six people left, including Chu fan. According to the Convention, six of them are the final winners, but this time, one of them still has four competition places in his hand.

Therefore, the five of them were in danger, and there was no joy for the winner.

From Chu fan's performance, the five of them are more or less lucky. If there is no accident, only one lucky person keeps the import right in his hand, and the other people have a winning rate of no more than 10% in the face of Chu fan's competition.

Alas, if he is willing to give up, even send his wife and daughter to accompany him for the night. But this guy who doesn't enter the oil and salt market, will he give up the competition?

"Chufan, are you sure you want to continue the competition?" Hamler couldn't help asking.

In his opinion, Chu fan has offended enough people. If he continues to fight, it will be harmful to him. Just one of them is enough for him to make a lot of money. There is really no need to compete any more.

Chu fan didn't appreciate it at all. He waved his hand and said, "don't talk nonsense. Let's start. I'm in a hurry!"

no zuo no die. Alas!

Hamler shook his head helplessly and said, "draw lots!"

A total of five bamboo sticks represent the other five people. Among them, only one lucky person stays, and the other four people have to bet with Chu fan. In other words, only when they win can they really win the right to import crude oil.

Chu fantu took the trouble and directly grabbed four and handed them to hamle. Hamle glanced helplessly. His eyes fell on a middle-aged man with brown hair and said, "Mr. Joseph, you are lucky to keep your right to import crude oil."

"Is it true?" Joseph was overjoyed and almost shed tears.

For this import right, he threw in more than five billion yuan. And the money he can earn from this import right is about 5 billion. However, with this import right, his status in his country will soar, which is the real reason why many luxury businessmen are trying to spend money and win an import right.

Otherwise, how easy would it be for Chu fan to sell all his import rights? Crude oil is an international strategic resource. Can it be compared with money?

Hamler smiled and shook the bamboo stick in his hand: "of course it's true. You won!"

"Oh yeah!" Joseph was so happy that he didn't know how to express his inner excitement.

On the other hand, the other four were all sad, as if their parents had remarried, not to mention how depressed they were.

What bad luck!

"Don't lose heart, guys. Chu fan is not invincible," hamle encouraged. "Don't forget that you have the right to make questions. If you think of a competition with the highest winning rate, you may win him. Come on!"

Yes, we can't be discouraged. We still have a chance.

"Come on!" the four stood up at the same time, clapped hands and cheered each other, and stared at Chu fan with common hatred, like soldiers who would rather die than surrender.

Wipe, a bunch of mallets!

"It's getting late. Who will come first?" Chu fan asked lazily.

Several people looked at each other. One of the tall and burly men came out and said loudly, "I'll come first!"

"Than what?"

The man quickly stripped himself to reveal his amazing lower body. It's no exaggeration. It's just an animal. The women present couldn't help but shine their eyes and get wet in an instant.

Chu fan couldn't help but stare and scold. Was this guy a donkey in his last life?

"Cough, Mr. Andrew, are you..." Hamler asked with a dry cough.

It's so shocking. Compared with him, I'm just a little bug.

"Bring dumbbells, all models," Andrew shouted.

With that, Andrew's eyes fell on Chu fan and proudly said, "I'm going to compare my strength with you today. I'll use the following gun to see who started the dumbbell heavier."

I'll go. It's a technical job. Without professional training, let alone start dumbbells. Even a bottle of mineral water is enough to pick it up.

Everyone's envious eyes shifted from Andrew's bottom to Chu fan. If his stuff is less than half Andrew's, it's a shame to show it.

In all likelihood, Chu fan will lose this game.

Soon, the staff sent up dumbbells, from large to small, a total of more than a dozen. The smallest one weighs only a few pounds, and the largest one weighs 50 pounds. It was carried up by the staff. It's so tired that my forehead is sweating.

Andrew tried the weight. Finally, he chose a medium-sized, 20 pound dumbbell, tied it with a rope and put it under it.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Andrew squatted down and took a deep breath. He sprang up quickly below and stretched the rope straight. For a few seconds, the 20 pound dumbbell finally staggered off the ground and was picked up by him.

With a bang, the dumbbell fell down again about three centimeters from the ground, but Andrew did it anyway.

The crowd clapped and applauded excitedly to celebrate Andrew. No matter win or lose, if he can have this ability, there will be no lack of women around him in his life.

Then the crowd looked at Chu fan and wanted to see whether he would accept the challenge or admit defeat directly.

"Chief hamle, can you prepare a single room for me?" Chu fan shrugged. "We Chinese don't like to expose our bodies in public. Moreover, I will be shy."

Wipe, just you.

Hamler clapped his hands to avoid the women present. Originally, these women didn't want to leave, but since they wanted to clear the scene, wouldn't they look too unsophisticated if they insisted on staying?

Therefore, although they were depressed, they still had no choice but to leave the hall temporarily. Only Bai Yumei, holding her shoulder, stayed with Chu fan, turned a deaf ear and just didn't go.

Forget it, Xiaomei is not an outsider. Just stay. As for these old men, I'll take a bath in the bathhouse. By the way, I'll let you know. I'm cruel. I'm more beast than him.

"Xiaomei, help me take my pants and turn around. Don't peek." Chu fan scolded and handed Bai Yumei his pants. In the exclamation of the people, he came to the dumbbell.

"Help me tie up these dumbbells!" Chu fan shouted.

Hamler was startled: "you're crazy. These dumbbells add up to at least 150 pounds. Are you sure you can lift them?"

"Why don't you stand on it and see if I can pick you up."

Wipe, it's so crazy. You think you're a steel gun?

Hamler did it himself, tied all the dumbbells together with a rope, tied a knot, and didn't have a good way: "OK, you come!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chu fan didn't see any preparation action. He just bent down and stood up again. He only heard the sound of iron collision. There were more than 150 pounds of dumbbells, which were picked up in the air. Chu fan took a few steps and threw them violently. The dumbbells flew out and hit Andrew in the face.

"Plop!" Andrew was hit on the somersault, covered his face in fear and hurriedly said, "I've taken it, I've taken it completely. You have the right to import..."