Chapter 284 Who Is the King of Stinky Feet

But now, he, the sect leader, vaguely feels that this world is not as simple as he thought. At least, he has not touched many areas on this earth.

Especially this big man in black, I don't know where he is. There is no such person in the organization's database, and he can kill all the deacons with a combat power of more than fifty.

And the helmsman with a combat power of over 100 died inexplicably!

"It seems that there are still many things in this world that I don't know."

"In the organization, more and faster databases must be updated..."

A flash of light flashed in the old man's eyes, "The sect master is not here, I will do this." Then he waved his hand and sent Zhen Zhen out, and at the same time said, "Remember, if that big man in black comes, The news will be notified immediately.”

"Yes, Sect Master!" Zhen Zhen said.

...

Early the next morning.

A portrait of a character was sent out from the Tenth Avenue and spread to all parts of the world, especially China. However, due to historical reasons, the power of Cangmen has long since disappeared in China.

Therefore, they only rely on major group companies that cooperate openly.

You know, their Cangmen has long been a giant world organization. Not only is it involved in black affairs, but it also has hundreds of group companies on the white road, and there are almost ten multinational groups on the surface!

The net profits earned by these group companies every year amount to hundreds of billions!

"Ten million!"

This is the reward amount they offered!

As long as there is news about this person, no matter where he is, once confirmed, the money will be credited immediately.

Organizations like theirs firmly believe that as long as you have money, nothing is impossible in this world!

...

"Tianlin, this Tang Street is actually similar to the food streets and shopping streets in Jingbei City."

Ning Tianlin and Shu Yishan were walking on the not very spacious street, followed by four big men in black, all wearing sunglasses. Shu Yishan held Ning Tianlin's arm and said.

"kindness."

"Actually, it's almost the same. After all, they are all full of Chinese elements."

Ning Tianlin was here for the first time, but he still smiled and explained, "I guess most Chinatowns around the world are like this. Moreover, being able to see something that belongs to your own country in a foreign country is also a kind of spiritual experience." comfort and sustenance.”

But Ning Tianlin didn't know that this Tang Street, as early as the beginning of the new century, had become more symbolic than practical. Although there are still more than 100,000 Chinese people gathered here, the real social management has long since moved away. , integrated into every state and every social class in the United States.

They all want to truly integrate into American society and become real Americans.

Most of the people gathered here are ordinary people. And, Cangmen.

"Tianlin!"

"Look, what's happening there!"

The group of people walked forward without knowing how many streets they passed through. It was estimated that they had been shopping for about an hour or two. Shu Yishan pointed to a place ahead and asked curiously. Because a lot of people had gathered there, standing in a circle, seemingly watching some game.

"Let's go up and have a look."

Since today is a tour of Chinatown, let’s relax completely. The lion dance and dragon dance performances just now looked very good.

"Dear viewers and guests from all over the world, I am very happy that everyone can gather here today to watch our annual "Stinky Feet" contest."

A small platform was set up in front, and a middle-aged man was standing on it, giving an impassioned speech, "Today is also the forty-fifth year of our Chinatown 'Stinky Feet' contest."

"It's not long, it's not short either. Forty-five years is already two years older than me. It can be said that this 'stinky feet competition' has accompanied me through the years of youth and youth. , and today’s middle-aged people!”

The middle-aged man sighed with emotion, sighing that time flies by, "Friends who have lived here all year round must know why we hold a 'Stinky Feet Contest' every year."

"Because back then, when our ancestors traveled across the ocean and settled here, they couldn't even afford a pair of shoes. They walked here barefoot all day long. Over time, their feet would become dirty and smelly."

"Perhaps, because of the joy of suffering, our ancestors invented this game, in which dozens of people gather together to smell each other's feet. The final winner, whoever has the smelliest feet, will get these dozen We all pooled our money together to buy a pair of shoes.”

"Over time, this game has been passed down, and forty-five years ago, it evolved into a competition."

At this point, the middle-aged man suddenly paused, "What I want to say is that the purpose and significance of our holding this competition is of course not to compare whose feet are smelly, but to let us know and remember that our ancestors , What kind of hardships did I endure in order to gain a foothold in this land! "

"They had nothing back then, but we have so much today. We must inherit their spirit of perseverance and hard work! In this way, we can go further here and have more!"

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

As the middle-aged man finished speaking, he remembered the thunderous applause. Even Ning Tianlin reached out and clapped. He also knew that he wanted to make a name for himself in this foreign country without any support or help. , how difficult and difficult it is.

It is the establishment of this Chinatown, and I am afraid that no one knows how much hardship and effort it took.

"Good!"

The applause ended, and the middle-aged host continued to speak, "Today's stinky feet competition, the rules are the same as in previous years, two people in a group, each person drags off his shoes and puts his feet on the other's nose."

"Whoever can't hold on and is run away by the fumes will be judged as the loser!"

"The winner will advance layer by layer until the person standing on the stage is finally decided. He is this year's "Stinky Foot King!"

The words of the middle-aged host made everyone in the audience laugh, and even Ning Tianlin and Shu Yishan couldn't help laughing. They didn't expect that there would be a competition in the world that must produce the "Stinky Foot King".

"This time the prize is provided by Cangyun Group, it is a pure gold size 40 shoe!"

"Net weight is one pound and five hundred grams!"

"Now, please invite the contestants we have registered to the stage!"

As he said, the host waved his hand, and a large number of people began to rush to the stage, and each of them had a number plate hanging on their body for registration. Ning Tianlin took a quick look and saw that there were thousands of people.

But Ning Tianlin was relieved after thinking about it, because the prize was a pair of shoes made of gold, 500 grams! At 300 yuan per gram, that's 150,000 yuan!

This is not a small amount! This is enough to impress too many people.

Also, this Cangyun Group is really rich!

Note: There will be another chapter in the evening.