Red Envelope System! 2

Red Envelope System! 2
The last game is out!


No wonder .. men with round faces and tall and thin men have such thoughts.


Lin Fan looked more normal, but Lin Xiaoyao was too weak.


The profits themselves are too great!


...


After hearing the rules and the bonus of the tug of war, the spectators outside the stadium were back in discussion.


"As long as the tug of war is won, you can get 500,000 yuan, Lord! Why wasn't I chosen?"


"500.000!"


"If I get elected, I will definitely get 500,000 yuan soon ..."


...


In the discussion of many.


The stadium broadcast once again rang loudly.


"Please progress from first team to tenth team tug-of-war competition!"


As a result, the people holding the red and blue plates No. 1、no. 2... No. 10 one by one go to the marked area.


Taking the rope in pairs, his eyes were firm.


win!


Must win!


"Pull the tug of war, start!"


The girl who is always gentle, and the old man on the bus who can fall at any time...


At this moment, it seemed that they all had boundless strength, they held the rope in their hands and continued to pull into their arms.


With unrelenting effort, someone finally won.


They shouted excitedly.


Some win, some lose.


The one who failed, red paint immediately appeared on his body, and he came out!


the 20 teams competed together and soon arrived Lin Fan and Lin Xiaoyao.


Standing on the playing field, Lin Xiaoyao firmly grasped the rope, and a layer of sweat came out from his palm.


Lin Fan looked at his nervous expression and could not help but smile: "Calm down, we'll win soon."


At this moment, the voice on the radio sounded again.


"Pull the tug of war, start!"


As soon as the voice fell, Lin Fan and Lin Xiaoyao's opponents, no matter if they were ready or not, did not hesitate to pull the rope with all their might.


However, they were surprised to find that the other party had not moved at all.


To know…


At this moment, Lin Fan, who was standing in front, only used one hand to pull the rope.


What the hell is going on here?


Even when Lin Fan held onto the rope with one hand, he looked back at Lin Xiaoyao, who was gritting his teeth, frantically.


Lookie here...


Lin Fan gently pulled with his right hand.


"Wow!"


next moment…


The round-faced man and the tall and skinny man seemed to be dragged away by the train, with no resistance at all, and immediately flew forward.


competition's over!


"Da da!"


The red masked man standing nearby raised his spear straight towards them.


Lin Xiaoyao was a little confused at first, and immediately reacted.


He threw directly into Lin Fan's embrace and exclaimed excitedly: "Brother, we won!"


Lin Fan nodded and said, "Yes."


The time spent in a tug-of-war match was relatively long.


When it was finished, the entire scene was clearly empty.


"The number of people who finished the third game, 134."


"The fourth game is also the last game of this game, Tentacle!"


Everyone spoke and heard, and they were all resolute.


This was the last game, which meant he was just a step away from a 500 million bonus.


"Boom boom boom!"


At this moment, everyone's heart was like beating a drum, and they jumped up in panic.


"After the 123 wooden people finished speaking, each group had to sit on a bench within 1 second of the first person sitting on the bench, otherwise it would be considered a failure. Note that the first person also fails."


"The loser gets a bonus of 300,000 yuan."


"Every successful person will get a bonus of 500,000 yuan."


"Until the final winner is determined!"


This time, the sound on the radio was clearly more than what was said in the previous round.


Everyone's heart rate speed was constantly accelerating and accelerating with every word he spoke!


The speed and efficiency of the people in the red mask was very high, after a while, 10 ordinary benches appeared on the field.


At the same time, he took out an opaque lottery box.


According to the draw, Lin Fan was placed in the No. 2 team and Lin Xiaoyao was placed in the No team. 5.


Unaccompanied by Lin Fan, Lin Xiaoyao looked a little embarrassed.


Lin Fan was very indifferent.


"Fourth game, countdown, start!"


10!


9!


...


As the countdown sounded, all participants lost all thoughts in their hearts and focused their eyes on the center bench.


They only had one idea, they had to sit on the bench first time!


3!


2!


1!


Suddenly, a lively original music reappears on the scene.


"1, 2, 3, wood people."


"Wow!"


In an instant, everyone looked like hungry wolves in the cold wind, and rushed to the bench.


The benches of each group were quickly filled with people.


Lin Fan was one of the two sets of stools, his figure was very stable.


Lin Xiaoyao was also sitting on the 5th group bench, but his figure was slightly shaky.


"Da da!"


Those who overtime, or who could not sit on the bench at all, were led away with paint gun fire.


Get out!


This time, almost half of the people directly out of the game~www.mtlnovel.com~ So, groups 1, 2, 3, 4. have merged into 5 groups.


Lin Fan glanced at Lin Xiaoyao, who was very focused and serious, and wanted to laugh for a while.


"1, 2, 3... Timber... Village Chief!"


This time, his voice was clearly slightly elongated, and one was eager to get onto the chair first, while the other was slightly behind, so as not to be able to sit on the bench at all.


Lin Fan was one of the people who could not sit on the bench.


However, Lin Fan obviously did not react, and his speed was too slow.


After all, no one in this world surpassed him in terms of speed and response.


If Lin Fan wanted to, he could easily win the final victory.


However, it is not necessary.


The bonus is only a few hundred million yuan.


The reason why Lin Fan participated in the game was to play with Lin Xiaoyao.


Now that I've been playing with him for so long, that's enough.


"Da da!"


The red-masked men picked up their spears and fired bursts of paint.


Get out!


Lin Xiaoyao, who was sitting tightly on the bench, quickly noticed the situation by Lin Fan's side.


"Brother, you can rest assured, I will continue the game with your efforts, and then win the final victory!"


Lin Fan looked at him with an excited appearance, as if he was going to do something very important, he could not help but smile strangely, and said, "OK, work hard."


After a pause, he said: "But, what makes me feel relieved to leave?"


Lin Xiaoyao did not care about the following words anymore, his eyes fell onto the bench again, and he said seriously: "OK!"


Right now, there was only a game left in his heart, only a bench.