The big man angrily scolded:

"You are a sneak attack!"

Roger smiled:

"Give up."

His right hand added half a force.

The man's face suddenly turned into a pig's liver, and he jumped up as if he had been stepped on his feet:

"It hurts so much...I admit defeat!"

Roger slowly let go of his hand.

The man left cursingly, but a few seconds later, a guy dressed in a mercenary sat up.

"Do you want a rest?"

Allen came over and asked with a smile.

“No need.”

Roger reached out to the mercenary.

The mercenary grabbed Roger's hand and said slowly:

"Don't think of sneak attacking, wait for me to count 12..."

The 3 words have not been spoken yet.

His hand was already pressed on the table!

"Your fucking foul!"

The mercenary angrily scolded.

Roger blinked:

"I didn't foul because there were no rules for the preliminary round."

"You lost."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

The mercenary cursed and looked at Alan next to him:

"Has he committed a foul?!"

Allen smiled silly:

“Welcome to the Taurus Bar.”

"Go and have a drink, I'll treat you."

The mercenary was stunned for a moment.

Then he left in disappointment.

that's all.

In chaos.

With some observations, Roger successfully killed one challenger after another by relying on sneak attacks.

Finally, he entered the quarterfinals steadily.

He knows very well.

This kind of tavern competition in the countryside is not so particular.

Anyone who has the mentality of "I must defeat everyone openly."

Will definitely be taught to be a human being.

So those who entered the quarterfinals were all tough characters like Roger.

For example, the scar face on the next table

Roger has seen him stomp his opponent's toes more than once during the game!

The last round.

Scarface met a evenly matched opponent, so he kicked the other party in the crotch, kicking the person out of touch.

No one cares about the chaos anyway.

He entered the quarterfinals with pride.

The others are not so excessive, but they have their own means

Someone spits directly on the opponent's face;

Some people distracted their attention by asking prostitutes to put their breasts on the other person's face;

If you can't compare, you can threaten it with a knife;

It is precisely because of this that several fights broke out during the preliminary round, and everyone was used to it.

After they finish playing, they will continue to compete.

...

Anyway.

In this "friendly and harmonious" atmosphere, the game successfully arrived at the rematch stage.

Because the rematch is played in pairs.

So everyone will be more restrained.

After all, so many pairs of eyes are watching.

It's also troublesome to do it too much.

So Roger watched his opponent, a middle-aged mercenary, wear a complete set of extraordinary equipment that was suspected to be added with strength!

On the data column.

...

"Insight: You realize that you can't afford this set of extraordinary equipment with the economic level of 'Tony'."

...

"The sixth sense: You realize that 'Tony' has spent all his savings to rent this set of equipment."

...

"Come on, boy!"

"Let's showdown fairly!"

The warrior named Tony couldn't wait to urge.

Roger smiled.

Take out the "Strange Wristguard" and put it on with your backhand.

Originally, with his blackjack power, winning the championship should have been easy.

But I watched it for a long time.

This Taurus Tavern is obviously hiding a dragon and a tiger in the hut.

Tony is already very moral!

In the preparation stage.

Roger observed that one of the two people on the table next to him turned into a bear with transformation!

And the other one is even more exaggerated.

He got a robotic arm from somewhere and armed it on his right hand!

Both of them were stunned when they were ready.

They couldn't help but look at each other.

Then both of them began to accuse each other of cheating.

The audience also divided into two factions.

They accused and scolded each other.

Seeing this scene.

Roger really doesn’t know how Thompson won the 5th championship!

This is not a wrestling competition in a small town tavern.

He looked at the tables around him.

All the sittings are gods!
To be continued...