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King of Fighters! Yo Ho Ho!

King of Fighters! Yo Ho Ho!

Under the leadership of Li Mo, the prisoners shouted slogans, which gradually became unified into a majestic voice from the unevenness at the beginning, resounding throughout the No. 3 cell.

As Li Mo stood in the center of the venue with a microphone and made quiet gestures, the air gradually became condensation.

Li Mo looked around and roared passionately: "There is a beast living in everyone's heart. We are here today. There is no damn laser gun, let alone a damn starship, only a strong body and fierce skills. Who will be the beast?" The last one?"

"It's you?!" He pointed to the left.

"Or you?!" He pointed to the right again.

"It doesn't count who the hell said it, you'll only know if you've fought!" Li Mo roared loudly.

"Yeah!" the prisoners cheered.

"Okay, let's take a look at the first group of players. It's all about luck." Li Mo pointed to the improvised ball rolling machine next to it, which was filled with small numbers. round ball.

As he pressed the button, the ball rolling machine turned quickly, and two balls fell out quickly.

"Wow, it's No. 4 and No. 19. Let me see who they are?" Li Mo quickly opened the ball. After reading the first piece of paper, his face was a little embarrassed, and he looked at the second one. Throw away all the black lines.

"I can't pronounce these two damn alien names!" Li Mo yelled while holding the microphone, "But it doesn't matter, only the winner deserves me to remember his name, No. 4 and No. 19 will play."

As soon as Li Mo finished speaking, two strong shirtless prisoners rushed into the field, one was 2 meters tall and had light blue skin. Another had four eyes and a mouth full of fangs. The two stared fiercely at each other.

"Okay, do you have anything to say to your opponent?" Li Mo handed the microphone to the two of them respectively.

"I'll smash your mouth full of rotten teeth!" Said fiercely with blue-skinned eyes.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I will enjoy you slowly!" The four-eyed man stuck out his tongue and licked his fangs.

The harsh words of the two made the prisoners cheer again excitedly.

"Okay, since everyone can't wait, let's start the game!" After Li Mo said, he threw the microphone to his subordinates and left the field.

The two prisoners quickly rushed towards each other and fought hard, and soon their heads were covered in blood.

Both of them are masters with excellent physical fitness but average skills. Although the scene is not good-looking, they are extremely vicious.

Stimulated by the blood, the atmosphere in Cell No. 3 was unprecedentedly warm.

Li Mo sat in front of the stunned Tony with a relaxed expression.

"What are you going to do?" Tony watched Li Mo turn the prison into a boxing ring, although he was very surprised but more puzzled, "Does this help our plan?"

"Hey, great genius, although my IQ and knowledge are not as good as yours, you don't know as much about human nature as I do. Greedy people will do a lot of incredible things for profit." Li Mo smiled, "Let's wait and see Bar."

The two prisoners in the middle of the field quickly decided the winner. Although the blue skin broke several ribs in the four eyes, the neck was bitten off by the fangs.

Afterwards, the host of the competition, Li Mo, handed it over to the lizard head on the road. This guy was sarcastic and screamed, making the atmosphere extremely lively.

As the fierce competitions progressed, the number of star coins in Li Mo's account also doubled, and more and more other prison guards also came after hearing the news, gathering more and more.

Suddenly, a large group of suspended robot guards flew out and quickly surrounded the prisoners in the center of the venue. A voice came out from the loudspeaker: "Everyone get down and don't move, your entertainment activities are now stopped!"

Some prisoners who were still in a state of blood had just roared at the machine guard before they were smashed to pieces by the machine guard's Gauss gun.

The prisoners quickly calmed down, staring angrily at the robot guards flying around.

"What's wrong?" Tony frowned.

"The person I was waiting for finally came." Li Mo showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, a robot guard flew in front of Li Mo, Gauss weapon pointed at him, and a familiar voice came from the speaker: "Your name is Li Mo, you have a ridiculous nickname, you will really cause trouble for me Ah, hands up, follow me."

Tony recognized the voice, it was the No. 3 cell chief named Jon, and he hadn't forgotten how bastard this guy was.

Under Tony's worried eyes, Li Mo raised his hands with a smile, and followed carelessly.

Coming to a steel sealed door, Li Mo finally saw Jon after many inspections. Two prison guards with slap marks on their faces stood evasively aside.

Jon smiled at him, and just as Li Mo was about to smile back, a prison guard rushed up and hit him with a high-voltage electric baton.

After being strengthened, Li Mo only felt numbness, but he still pretended to lie on the ground with his teeth grinned, and then slowly got up.

"I'm a very talkative person, but I don't like trouble." Jon walked over with a smile, "And you have brought me a lot of trouble!"

This guy can really put on a show! Li Mo cursed secretly in his heart, do you care about the casualties of prisoners? It's not just because of the profit.

"I don't think this little trouble is a problem at all." Li Mo showed a sincere smile on his face, "Because it will be accompanied by huge profits, and I decided to give you 6... um... 50% of this profit."

Jon's face froze for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, "I think you are a smart person, and I like dealing with smart people, but you are a bit too greedy, right?"

Nima! Who is greedy?

Li Mo felt angry, that was my money!

But thinking of his own plan, he endured it abruptly, with a dry smile on his face, "Well, how appropriate do you think?"

"I want 90%!" Jon said without hesitation.

Li Mo looked at Jon, took note of this face seriously, and then nodded, "No problem."

"Very well, I really appreciate you." Jon finally showed a satisfied smile on his face, took out a bottle of wine and poured two glasses, and handed Li Mo a glass, "Cheers to our cooperation."

After the two had a drink, Jon's face quickly became indifferent again, "You can go back."

This guy is such a dog face!

The corner of Li Mo's mouth twitched, and he said seriously, "I thought about it for a while, this matter has a lot of operability, compared with the subsequent profits, this is only a fraction."

"Do you need a cigar?" Jon quickly put on a smiling face, "We can talk slowly."

Li Mo nodded, took the cigar and cut it, lit it and lay down on the chair and smoked intoxicatedly, "If we want to make money, we have to go big!"

"You can tell me about your plan." Jon couldn't help being curious.

"Although the current King of Fighters competition is lively, it is just a joke. With the exhaustion of fighter resources, it will quickly cool down. Besides, how much money can the prisoners have?" Li Mo said seriously.

"So, we should take a long-term view. What about the other prison cells? Find a way to get in touch and start the competition, and then we can organize a final!"

A flash of excitement flashed in Jon's eyes, "This is not a problem at all, I know the other bastards, we can take this matter slowly."

"Absolutely not slow!"

Li Mo slapped the table fiercely and shouted loudly: "Don't you just see this thing in front of you? As I said, prisoners have no money! Our goal is the entire star field, and we will place bets through online live broadcast. The name is Las Vegas Online, and the profits at that time will scare you to death! If we are slow and get the first step by other prisons, this matter will become a scandal!"

"Then what do you think is appropriate?" Jon was a little nervous.

"We want to finish the finals within a week, quickly accumulate experience, expand the market immediately, and get this matter done before other prisons react!"

"At that time." Li Mo slowly stood on the table, and said passionately: "We can organize the Ultimate King of Fighting Contest for Prisoners in the Universe, which will generate hundreds of millions of trillions of cash flow, online direct sales, peripheral handicap, idol packaging , You can earn countless star coins in any way. We can even buy a planet as a comprehensive entertainment center. At that time, we will be the cosmic gaming tycoon!"

"It's me alone!" Jon couldn't help shouting.

"Well, it's you alone." Li Mo shook his head helplessly, "It's enough for me to earn a little."

Jon regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, but seeing Li Mo's indifference, he suddenly felt that this guy had good eyesight, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Well...then how do you think the final should be held?"

"It's definitely not suitable for each prison cell, it is easy to cause disputes and confusion, and the place is not big enough." Li Mo said with a frown.

"Hmm... that's a problem." Jon also frowned, "Then what do you think is the right place?"

"Think about it this way, I'm not familiar with prisons." Li Mo spread his hands.

"This is a hologram." Jon quickly clicked a button, and the hologram of the prison suddenly appeared in the center of the room.

Li Mo pretended to look at it for a long time, then clicked a place and asked, "Where is this?"

"The training ground for the prison guards." Jon replied.

"Well... this place is good, it's big enough, and there are enough troops to ensure safety. Then we can sell tickets and make some money." Li Mo nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, I'll get in touch right away." Jon said impatiently, "There are many things in the middle that I may need to ask for your opinion. If you have any requests, I will satisfy them."

"It's nothing, but I just have a small request." Li Mo sighed and said, "I'm not in good health, and I often take my own pills, can you return my seized things to me? ?”

"No problem, come here, hurry up and get Mr. Smiley Modo's things." Jon waved his hand generously.

A guard quickly brought Li Mo's items, but he was stopped by Jon just as he was about to pack them up.

"This, please forgive me, I need to check it." Jon said with a smile.

"Don't worry, there are no weapons." Li Mo made a gesture of invitation.

Jon took out a medicine box, looked at it, and handed it to Li Mo solemnly. Then they began to check one by one, and finally took out a few small silver discs.

"Portable energy space suit?" Jon frowned, "Sorry, this thing can't be given to you."

"It's just for entertainment, and I can't do much." Li Mo suddenly felt a little bad.

"This, I'm very sorry, you don't need it anyway." A trace of doubt suddenly appeared on Jon's face, "What do you want to use it for?"

"A good friend gave it to me." Li Mo was a little sad, "He is dead, forget it, I just use it as a memory."

Jon: "That's not very useful, I'll put it away first."

Li Mo: "..."

…

After returning to the prison cell, Li Mo immediately cursed.

Tony quickly asked the reason, and after listening to Li Mo's detailed introduction of the incident, he smiled and said, "Like your approach, this cosmic fighting competition seems to have a real possibility of success."

"Successful fart!" Li Mo shook his head mockingly, "Before he grows up, he will be crushed to death like ants by countless big shots. This kind of idiot blinded by interests is destined to not live long."

Then he said impatiently: "Whatever he does, the big problem is that we didn't get our space suits."

"Don't worry, you tentacle monster has already reached this point, let's see what I do next." Tony raised his eyebrows and said.

"What can you do? Do you want to make one yourself, in a ghost place like a prison?" Li Mo said irritably.

"It's in this kind of ghost place!" Tony nodded. "I've thought about it carefully. Not only do I need a spacesuit, but I should also make a thruster just to be safe."

"Are you kidding me?" Li Mo said with an unbelievable expression on his face, "No matter how stupid I am, I know that a space suit is not just a simple piece of clothing. It not only needs heat preservation and radiation protection, but also requires oxygen supply equipment to maintain a pressure of one atmosphere. .”

"Of course I know." Tony shrugged, "So!"

"So you bastard, what on earth are you going to do? Don't be a fool." Li Mo was a little impatient.

Tony showed a confident smile on his face: "I will DIY three spacesuits in this ghost place, and make a thruster, and its power."

"Ark reactor will be used!"