Yang Jun stood outside the crowd and saw all this.

He touched Ma Juzi and said, "Do you want to make a fortune?"

When Ma Juzi heard this, he subconsciously took a step back.

"Brother, you don't want to..."

Yang Jun narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Yes, that's you."

Ma Juzi said with a bitter face: "Brother, no way, how can I be her opponent?"

"That's it, I'll let Ma Wu Mei start the game again."

Yang Jun couldn't allow him to refuse, so he turned around and walked into the crowd.

"Wumei, come here."

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Ma Wumei heard someone calling her, looked back, and immediately ran over happily.

"Uncle Master, just now Zhaodi and I..."

"I know, I know." Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Uncle Master knows that you just won a lot of money."

"We'll start another round later and let Ma Juzi and Zhao Di compete."

"Uncle, are you talking about Ma Zhiping? That's great, I've wanted to meet him for a long time."

Ma Juzi is Ma Zhiping. Usually only Yang Jun is called Ma Juzi. In the eyes of outsiders, he is Ma Zhiping.

When Ma Wumei heard that Ma Juzi was going to die personally, she jumped with excitement.

Before, when Ma Zhanshan and Yang Jun became sworn sworn friends, Ma Juzi defeated all her fellow disciples. She knew Ma Juzi's skills and she had long wanted to find an opportunity to meet him.

It just so happened that Yang Jun let Ma Juzi go, which fulfilled her wish.

Of course, she was self-aware, and she was definitely no match for these crops, so she had no choice but to let Sun Zhaodi compete.

"Yes, that's Ma Zhiping." Yang Jun said.

"Okay, Uncle Master, leave this matter to me."

After Ma Wumei finished speaking, she quickly clapped her hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone, please be quiet. There is another competition below."

Ma Wumei glanced around and pulled Ma Juzi, who was dodging in the crowd, to the middle of the field.

"The factory director's driver and security guard will now face off against Sun Zhaodi from the security department. Everyone starts placing bets."

Ma Wumei put the cardboard box back on, took out a pen from her bag, crossed out Yang Anguo's name, and changed it to Ma Zhiping.

"Everyone has five minutes to place bets. Once the time is up, no one will be allowed to place bets. Bet now."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone began to donate their money and place bets.

"I'm going to beat Sun Zhaodi this time. I'm optimistic about this tiger girl."

"I beat Ma Zhiping. Think about it, the driver and security guard of the factory director, is he an ordinary person? I think he can win."

"Yes, you are right. Look at Ma Zhiping. He is so muscular and his fists are bigger than a casserole. How can he be the factory director's security guard without a few moves?"

"That Huniu Sun Zhaodi is not bad either. Didn't you see that Chief Yang didn't go through a single round under her just now?"

There was a lot of noise and everyone was discussing who would lose and who would win.

At this time, Ma Wumei came to Yang Jun and whispered,

"Uncle Master, do you want to find out the inside story later?"

"What kind of inside story are you doing? Let's compare as we should."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes at her and said, "You're stupid, they don't care who wins, they just have to split the bet equally."

When Ma Wumei heard this, she rolled her eyes, looked happy, and gave a thumbs up quietly.

"Uncle, you are still smarter."

"Um, tell Sun Zhaodi later and ask her to be gentle, you know?" Yang Jun said prettyly.

"I know, I know." Ma Wumei smiled and nodded repeatedly.

The five minutes came quickly, and the betting table also finished placing bets.

Yang Jun looked back and was startled.

I saw that the cardboard boxes were densely packed with money and food stamps. The cardboard boxes were too small and could only be placed on the open space on both sides.

Looking at it, I saw that the amount of bets on both sides was almost the same, and the total amount of both sides was five or six hundred yuan.

One is Huniu who defeated the male soldiers with her own abilities, and the other is the legendary factory director's security guard.

The two are equally powerful, and it is unclear who will win and who will lose.

No wonder so many people place bets.

At this time, Ma Juzi looked towards Yang Jun with a bitter face.

But Yang Jun turned a blind eye.

Today, he wanted to see with his own eyes how terrifying Sun Zhaodi was.

If Ma Juzi is not her rival, then probably no one in the entire steel rolling mill will be Sun Zhaodi's rival.

"Everyone, please step back and the game will begin soon."

Ma Wumei walked around the field and drove the crowd away, leaving a large enough space for the competition.

At this time, Ma Juzi and Sun Zhaodi walked to the center of the field.

The two handed each other hands, and at Ma Wumei's order, the competition began.

Although Ma Juzi looked repulsive before the competition, once he entered the competition, he became serious.

He was smarter than Yang Anguo. He did not lift Sun Zhaodi directly with his feet. Instead, he started a wrestling posture and circled her, looking for a breakthrough.

Sun Zhaodi, on the other hand, smiled stupidly and didn't pay attention to Ma Juzi at all. She kept glancing at the gambling money over there from the corner of her eye.

It seemed that the money and food stamps were more attractive to her.

Ma Juzi seemed to have noticed that Sun Zhaodi was no longer interested in the competition, so he rolled his eyes and led Sun Zhaodi to the other side counterclockwise.

At this time, Sun Zhaodi stared at Ma Juzi with one eye and the money and food stamps with the other.

"ah!"

A scream came, and Ma Juzi saw the opportunity and pounced on him.

He practiced wrestling and knew that Sun Zhaodi was very powerful and could only use close combat tactics.

With a sudden lunge, he suddenly circled behind Sun Zhaodi, put his arms around her neck from behind, threw Sun Zhaodi to the ground, and then clasped her legs tightly, locking her tightly.

"You gangster, let me go quickly."

Sun Zhaodi had never encountered this type of close combat, and she just thought that this Ma Juzi was a gangster who was deliberately taking advantage of her.

Sun Zhaodi scratched and scratched anxiously, but her hands and feet were locked by Ma Juzi, unable to move.

Naturally, Ma Juzi would not listen to her, and he also knew that once he let go of her, he would have no chance of winning.

Instead of loosening it, it locked it even tighter.

"Rogue, I can't spare you."

Sun Zhaodi was helpless and she burst into tears.

Ma Wumei was also stunned. She didn't expect things to turn out like this.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She felt anxious for Sun Zhaodi.

My silly sister, this is not a hooliganism, but a close combat move, specially used to lock people up.

"I'm not trying to be a hooligan. If you admit defeat, I will let go."

In fact, Ma Juzi was also anxious.

In this day and age, being a hooligan is a big deal, and his ambiguous actions can easily lead to misunderstandings.

"You strangled me Naizi so tightly, and you still said you weren't trying to be a hooligan." Sun Zhaodi shouted while crying.

"I...I'm not. This is a close combat move, not a hooliganism." Ma Juzi said with a blushing face.

"Rogue, let me go. If we can, let's stand up and fight head-on."

"I won't, unless you admit defeat, otherwise, don't let me go."

The two of them said something to each other, which made everyone laugh.

Everyone forgot that this was a competition and started making noises.

All the people were shouting, and some were whistling.
To be continued...