Under the strange gazes of countless spectators, Changdao Sheng stood there sweating profusely. He stared with dread at the bowl in his hand, his mind in turmoil.
To eat or not to eat?
If he ate it, the experience would be worse than death. He would beco the laughingstock of the world, a subject of discussion for countless years. If he didn't eat, his reputation would be ruined, making it difficult for him to remain in the gambling world. However, he could always change his identity, disguise himself as another person, and continue to roam free.
Moreover, he had another crucial reason not to eat it. Just as Zhang Bin had said, Edward was surely furious with him and might send soone to kill him. If he ate the feces, he would stink to high heaven, making it easy for them to track him down.
Thinking of this, he suddenly shouted, "Zhang Bin, you eat this crap! It was ant for you, and you're not getting out of it."
At the sa ti, he violently hurled the bowl of feces toward Zhang Bin's face.
He was, after all, an extrely formidable SS-level Psychic. He possessed multiple abilities, including X-ray vision, mind reading, super strength, and speed. Combined with the tough training he had undergone, his combat power was imnse. Such a sudden attack with a bowl of feces was sothing an ordinary person could never dodge.
"You bastard, you broke your promise!"
"Not only did you not keep your word, you even attacked Zhang Bin. Shaless!"
"Changdao Sheng, go to hell!"
"The King of Gamblers from the Island Nation is so shaless!"
"Oh no, Zhang Bin is going to get hit! This is terrible, that's a bowl of feces!"
Countless spectators started cursing loudly, all of them worried for Zhang Bin. All eyes were fixed tensely on him.
Zhang Bin just stood there with a smile, not moving an inch, as if he hadn't expected such a thing to happen. He seed completely unprepared and showed no intention of dodging.
However, sothing miraculous occurred. The bowl of feces suddenly changed its trajectory, veering around Zhang Bin and flying rapidly back toward Changdao Sheng.
Of course, this was because Zhang Bin had used his Telekinetic Ability. Ever since he had witnessed a Golden Core Realm Expert manipulate a flying sword with telekinesis, he had been secretly practicing. Now, he was finally seeing so results. Although he still wasn't confident he could divert an enemy's flying sword, redirecting a bowl of feces—which was nowhere near as fast—was an easy feat. Furthermore, enhanced by his Telekinetic Ability, the bowl accelerated to a terrifying speed. It whistled through the air and smashed back toward Changdao Sheng like a bolt of lightning.
"AH…!"
The sneer on Changdao Sheng's face froze. He was dumbfounded, his eyes bulging and his mouth agape in utter shock. In his wildest dreams, he never imagined that the bowl he'd thrown would fly back at him. Even with his superb Speed Ability, it was too late to dodge.
Is it really my destiny to eat this crap?
No! I absolutely refuse to eat it! he scread internally while rapidly retreating. His right hand shot up, trying to swat the bowl away.
But he suddenly felt a subtle force grip his hand and yank it. Not only did he fail to hit the bowl, but he also lost his balance and stumbled right into it.
BANG!
The bowl shattered, and its contents flew out, landing all over Changdao Sheng's head. Instantly, his head, face, ears, and even his mouth were covered in filth. It dripped down rapidly, covering his entire body.
"Brilliant," Zhang Bin began to applaud vigorously. "Your technique for eating feces is top-notch."
"HAHAHA!"
The audience in the venue, as well as those watching on TV, roared with laughter, doubling over and nearly running out of breath. Such a scene, coupled with such humorous words, was just too funny.
"Master, who knew you were a cody genius?"
"Brother Bin, I'm truly impressed. You're incredible!"
Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue also laughed so hard they could barely stand.
"You little rascal, are you trying to make us laugh to death?" Mother Zhang was laughing so hard she was gasping for breath.
"BLECH! WRETCH!"
Changdao Sheng's stomach churned, and he began to vomit violently. He then rushed toward the restroom at full speed, shouting bitterly, "Zhang Bin, I won't let you get away with this! Just you wait!"
"There's an assassin waiting for you in the restroom! You're walking right into a death trap!" Zhang Bin shouted with mock sincerity.
What? An assassin in the restroom? Could Edward Buck have already sent a master to kill ? A horrified look appeared on Changdao Sheng's face. He hesitated for a long mont, not daring to enter the n's restroom.
In truth, there were no assassins inside; Zhang Bin just wanted to make Changdao Sheng suffer a little longer. What a wicked trickster.
However, Changdao Sheng was still quick-witted. In a stroke of slly genius, he dashed into the won's restroom.
"AH! You damned pervert, get out!" several angry female voices erupted from inside.
Then, Changdao Sheng ca tumbling out in utter disarray. It turned out one of the won inside was an expert—a trendously powerful Genetically Enhanced Human who had slapped him out with a single telekinetic palm strike.
"HAHAHA!"
All the spectators erupted into uproarious, bizarre laughter, their excitent at its peak. Even Zhang Bin was laughing so hard he doubled over, clutching his stomach.
"Idiot, he was just scaring you! How could there be assassins in there? This is the World King of Gamblers competition!" an onlooker from the Island Nation couldn't help but yell out angrily.
This was an expert, at least at the Liquid Transformation Late Stage of cultivation, and his voice was incredibly loud.
The realization finally dawned on Changdao Sheng. He was overwheld with mortification and rage, hating Zhang Bin to the very core of his being. Still, the priority was to get himself cleaned up. He hastily rushed into the n's restroom, but the earth-shattering laughter from outside continued.
"Zhang Bin, I am Li Yinuo," China's King of Gamblers approached Zhang Bin and said in a low, serious voice. "Be very careful later, because the Hell Organization won't let you off. I've prepared a car for you outside. Here are the keys. Once you leave, drive away quickly. The best thing to do is get to the embassy; mbers of the Hell Organization won't dare to enter there."
After speaking, he pressed the car keys into Zhang Bin's hand.
Li Yinuo was only forty-two. As China's King of Gamblers stationed in Macau, he was, of course, also a very powerful Superpower User. He was helping Zhang Bin simply because they were both from China.
"Thank you."
A look of gratitude appeared on Zhang Bin's face. He knew very well that Li Yinuo's suggestion was an excellent one. As long as he made it to the embassy, he would be safe. Many experts were hidden there today, including the suprely powerful Nascent Soul Stage Master, Zhou Tianyu.
However, he had no intention of fleeing to the embassy. He still had to kill Edward. But he was certainly grateful for Li Yinuo's kindness.
"No need for thanks," Li Yinuo said with a smile. "We're compatriots and should help one another."
"Brother Li, you should also return to Macau as soon as possible," Zhang Bin said earnestly. "Be sure to leave before this evening. It's crucial."
This was his way of returning the favor.
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