unscrupulous angel

The big hooligan smiled and nodded, turned to look at the staff, and said, "The inspection is over, can we announce the result of the competition? Ah, I'm a little sleepy. After the announcement, I can go back and catch up on sleep."

The staff was really speechless after hearing what the big hooligan said.

Clearing his throat, he said, "Okay, I announce that the champion of the alchemy competition is... Master Duan Hao!"

The cheers soared into the sky and resounded through the sky!

The big hooligan nodded to the stands frequently, and he looked as proud as he could be.

This alchemy competition, for him, can be said to be very rewarding.

Unsurprisingly, the champion was won, and after the ad was released, the response seemed to be good.

"The runner-up of the alchemy competition is... our player Ferode!" the staff said again.

The audience didn't give much face to the runner-up.

But this is also normal, winners and losers, no one cares about the losers.

Ferode smiled, but he didn't care.

He just participated in the alchemy competition, and his purpose is not to be champion or runner-up, he just wants to see how his own strength compares with others, that's all.

Suddenly, the big hooligan thought of something, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

Prizes, prizes for the champion of the alchemy competition!

The prize for the champion of the individual competition is the tenth grade fire saliva fruit. The prize for the champion of the alchemy competition should not be bad, right?

"Okay, next, it's time for us to get the prizes." Seeing the big hooligan looking at him like a hungry wolf, the staff of the conference couldn't help being a little uncomfortable, coughed lightly, and said.

The big hooligan nodded repeatedly, he couldn't wait for the prize!

The staff member said again: "I invite the chief referee of our conference to present prizes to the contestants!"

As soon as the words fell, an old man suddenly appeared on the ring.

Looking at the old man, the gangster couldn't help laughing.

That old man, the big hooligan knows.

A few days ago, it was this white-haired old man who gave him the tenth-grade fire saliva fruit.

This time, I don't know what kind of good things this rich... old man will bring him?

Big hooligans are quite looking forward to ah!