May Be the Fake Gintama

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The team in front gradually gave way to the fourteenth to lead to the new eight.

"Don't you realize that this competition is not that simple?" Fourteen came to Xinba Hao, stopped, and then gently spit out a second-hand smoke, then said, "Five thousand people to four people, one thousand people Team vs. Team. From the beginning, only your personal guards and our general selection team were the only ones here!"

"It was supposed to be like this, but the **** of Yoshihara gave me a kick, which caused me to lose a lot of subordinates." Fourteen sipped a bit uncomfortably, "Although the number of people has decreased a lot now, But the situation has returned to what it was at the beginning. The **** should have been detained by the traffic police."

After speaking, Fourteen glanced at the human wall behind him, and then said: "The otakus standing here now participating in this competition are all my subordinates except you."

Xin Ba Hao looked at the treacherous expressions of the OTAKUs who formed the human wall at the same time, before finally reacting, gritted his teeth and thought to himself: [No...impossible! Are all these people from the general election group? ! Are all these people our enemies? ! How could...how could the power become so huge! 】

Seeing the whole person in a state of shock, Fourteen continued with disapproval: "The outcome is decided from the beginning. That's right, this competition has not been decided by the official fan club from the beginning."

With that said, Fourteen took another cigarette and slowly spit out a second-hand smoke, "It's just a mere ceremony. It's just to purify the memorial held by the Fourteen. And you are just sacrifices. "

After that, Shisi slowly turned around, but then thought of something again, looked at Xinba Hao again and reminded him.

"A sacrifice that is easily given up will be spurned. What you need is not the consciousness of fighting, but the consciousness of accepting fate."

This time, Fourteen did not stay anymore, but slowly walked forward through the road that the otaku gave up.

After the fourteenth passed, the otaku filled the gap again, forming a solid wall again.

The host who saw this scene through the broadcast screen explained it again:

"This is really surprising! I didn't expect that members of the general election team were mixed in the front troops! Although I can't hear the specific conversation, it seems to be to kill the powerful enemy Teramon Tong's guard team, centered on the general election team. Countless teams have united!"

"It's almost like the Ten Commandments. Separating the ocean of otakus, the general selection team instantly rose to the rank! The other side, the Sanmentong Guards..."

After staying in place, Xin Ba Haw lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, and finally raised his head, yelled without admitting defeat, and then quickly rushed towards the wall in front of him, constantly pulling on the wall in search of a breakthrough.

"Teamen Tong's guards began to assault the otaku's human wall! But under the obstacle of the human wall, they couldn't move forward at all!"

【hateful! hateful! 】Xin Ba Hao pushed and shoved the crowd in front of him, while gritted his teeth and thought to himself, 【I will not admit defeat! Never admit defeat! I made an agreement with Yinsang and the others! Yinsang and the others will definitely associate the fate of the team with us! If you don’t find the way to victory...]

Xin Ba Hao, who was kicked on his body by the messy feet in the wall, knelt on the spot and clutched his stomach, gritted his teeth and thought: "You must find it! No matter how narrow it is, it connects with the glimmer of victory! 】

[Definitely find it! 】

Xinba Haw struggled to stand up, endured the pain and followed the slowly moving wall again...

…

I have been thrown to the ground countless times, but Xinba Hao has never been desperate. There is no lack of motivation to admit defeat in his eyes!

"The route has reached the seven-kilometer bridge, and there are only three kilometers left to the end. The Guards of Temple Gate is still suppressed at the end!"

The Xin Ba Hao, who was squeezed to the ground again, struggled to get up, but this time, Xin Ba Hao suddenly discovered something...

"This situation is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed? What should we do? Is the Teramon Pass Guards really the end?"

【found it! 】Xin Ba Hao stood up, grinning slightly at the corners of her mouth, 【If you can't make a breakthrough from the front, just go from above! From the side of the bridge railing! 】

While thinking about it, Xin Ba Hao rushed forward shouting, but perhaps because he was too excited to find the flaw, Xin Ba Hao heard the emergency car whistle coming from behind him.

"Get out of the way! New Eight!" Jiang Cheng leaned out the car window and reminded loudly, "The brakes of this car have just been hit by me! Get out of the way!"

Only then did Xin Ba Hao noticed the car that was speeding up behind him, and quickly reacted and fell to the side.

At the same time, a group of OTAKUs on the bridge also discovered the situation at this time, and those who had no time to dodge had to jump into the river one after another.

In an instant, the entire bridge was emptied in an instant!

"Xin Ba Chi, I'll leave first~" When passing by Xin Ba Chi, Jiang Cheng didn't forget to raise his hand, and at the same time, both hands gave Xin Ba Chi a thumbs up and squeezed his eyes.

"Jiang Chengsama! Steering wheel!" Miss Baihua in the back row quickly reminded.

"Forgot..." Jiang Cheng scratched his head in embarrassment, but it was too late...

The direction of the car instantly lost control, crashed into the railing on the bridge and fell into the water...

Wow! The huge water splash from the car watered the new Baja.

New Eight:...

"Unexpected situation! The Yoshihara team suddenly drove out of the car! The human wall made up of OTAKU that was blocking the guards in front of Teramon Street was instantly broken up!" The host excitedly explained, "Now it seems that Temple The Mentong Guards are not without friendly forces! What a touching dedication! In order to let the Tera Mentong Guards pass through the wall, they chose to break the marathon rules and risk being deprived of their qualifications by the organizers of the competition. Opened the way forward for the Sanmentong Guards!"

"That..." Xin Ba Haw twitched and whispered, "Can I say that Jiang Chengsang didn't know the rules?"

"Xin Bajia! Don't dawdle! Get me catching up!" Jiang Cheng, who was wet all over, poked his head out of the river, "What are you doing standing there stupidly?! Is it a waste of me? Have you created the opportunity?!"

"This person really doesn't have any morals at all. He actually followed the host's words, hey." Xin Ba Hao was full of black lines and silently complained, "But forget it, thanks to Jiang Chengsang, this It’s a lot easier."

Then Xin Ba Hao gratefully shouted to Jiang Cheng in the river: "Thank you! Jiang Chengsang!"

Don’t listen. Just after speaking, Xin Ba Hao suddenly noticed something again, and the expression on his face instantly solidified...

"Xin Ba Hao!" The wet Yin Shi sat on the wet Ago's shoulder, and shouted at Xin Ba Hao in the river, "Run for me!"

"Why are you in the river too!" Xin Ba Haw was not well.

"It's just a free ride by the way." Yin Shi explained casually, and then patted A Gao on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter! Now A Gao and I are pinning our last hope on you. Go! Go!"

"Go! Brother!" Ago gave a thumbs up to Xin Ba Hao in good time.

Seeing A Gao, who was wearing the Simentong Guards costume, Xin Ba Hao took a deep breath after a moment of daze.

"Who?!!!"

…

At the end of the marathon, the host held a microphone and stood beside Atongchan.

"It's finally here!" The host looked at the fourteen who was about to reach the end. "The official fans of Temple Gate decided to stop (the pianist on the field) in the qualifier first place-the Zhai Shisi of the general selection team! "

The host excitedly looked at the fourteen who had just passed the finish line and the 300-yen-only audience who was cheering on the side of the road, and then explained: "Joining hands with the other team to squeeze the opponent down, very beautiful The first place crossed the finish line! In the budget marathon that seemed to be determined by physical strength, it was very beautiful to use intelligence instead of physical strength to win!"

"Thank you (summer lottery)." Atong looked at Fourteen, smiled and stretched out his hands and congratulated him.

"Thank you (Dashan)." Fourteen reached out and shook Ah Tong.

"Private Marseille, please make an expression toward this place." The staff holding the camera shouted to Shisi and Atong.

Afterwards, Fourteen released Ah Tong's hand and looked at the camera together with Ah Tong, scratching the back of his head and smirking a few times.

"What deserves a special book is the dominance that makes the enemy team completely obedient!" The host was still explaining excitedly, "It's a terrible general election group! Is there a group that can beat this team?"

【Humph! 】Fourteen secretly hummed, UU read www.uukanshu.com and thought with disdain: 【Haven’t I noticed that they were used as pawns by me from the beginning? 】

"Right now, I can't see the team behind them at all. The general selection team is undoubtedly the first!" The host continued, "But it seems a bit strange that even one person can't be seen. What happened later? ?"

[Is it tricky to stop them? Fourteen, who had not had time to light up a cigarette, thought, [Forget it, it's impossible for them to break through that thick wall of people. 】

"Now I have new information!" A female staff member in charge of assisting the host suddenly said with her headset, "Abstention! It turned out to be the information that most teams abstained before reaching the end! Seven kilometers! There was a rollover accident. At the eight-kilometer intersection, the freight train derailed! At the nine-kilometer mark, a lot of dog feces departed!"

"What the **** is going on?!" The host's voice sounded again, "As if natural disasters continued one after another, various unknown reasons induced abnormal changes, blocking the otaku's path! After nine kilometers, there was only one on the track. A team and a car!"