The sky was getting dark, looking out through the huge glass windows from Nanqin Tower.
The entire city B began to light up, like sparks of light.
At the Nanqin Tower stage, the waiters used ring ropes to circle him.
I don't know where they got these ring ropes from.
The whole stage has the feeling of an arena match.
"Invite the players from both sides to come on stage!"
A waiter in a suit shouted with a microphone in the center of the stage.
Zhao Yue stood up and took a look. Oops, someone is recording the live broadcast below.
The young master behind Bai Zhehan on the opposite side has long since disappeared. They are all muscular men. Looking at this posture, he probably won't give up until Zhao Yue is crippled.
Zhao Yue looked calm and walked through the rope to the side of the stage.
"Hurry up!"
Zhao Yue looked at Bai Zhehan, who was still slowly putting on his anti-fighting equipment, and urged.
"Why are you so anxious! I hope you'll still be so strong when you talk later, you bitch!"
Bai Zhehan sneered.
"You guys go first, I'll go last, he's very strong, be careful, don't let me get in trouble!"
Bai Zhehan said to the strong men beside him.
"Hehe... Don't worry! The last one of us is almost finished. We will definitely beat him to the point where he can't get out of bed!"
A strong man grinned cruelly.
A strong man with naked upper body lifted the rope and walked up. The bulging muscles of his body made the people in the audience cheer!
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
It is human nature to think things through, and it is not too big a deal to watch the excitement.
"I'll put down another 500,000 and bet that Bai Zhehan will win!"
A rich man is betting again.
On the stage, it was the first time that Zhao Yue had a fight watched by so many people, and he was a little uncomfortable.
But looking at the strong man lifting him up, he really enjoyed this feeling.
He kept posing in various poses to show off his strong body.
"No death is allowed in the arena!"
"That's it!"
"You can give up on your own initiative!"
"Now, the arena begins!"
The waiter walked to the center of the stage and loudly announced the rules of the game.
As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly ran off the stage, fearing that he would be involved.
"Young man, admit defeat when it's time to admit defeat, otherwise you won't have a chance to admit defeat later!"
A slight smile appeared on the corners of the strong man's lips. Looking at Zhao Yue's figure, he felt no threat at all.
It's not easy to beat him.
Zhao Yue glanced at him, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and moved quickly.
He deliberately controlled his speed so as not to appear inhuman.
When the strong man saw Zhao Yue rushing towards him quickly, he put his arms around him. He wanted to hug Zhao Yue and lock him directly. With his strong strength, he would definitely not be able to break away. He would not let himself go by then. Knead.
Seeing the strong man rushing towards him, Zhao Yue quickly dodged, and his dodging speed was extremely fast.
A punch was thrown from his right hand and hit the strong man's face directly.
"Why is he so fast!"
Seeing the fist coming, the strong man's pupils shrank, incredible!
Bang!
With a punch, the strong man fell down, which looked very funny.
Everyone in the audience suddenly fell silent.
"Damn! Fight against match-fixing!"
Someone in the audience suddenly said loudly that he had invested a lot of money in Bai Zhehan.
"Bai Zhehan! Is this how you play?"
One person set the pace, and everyone suddenly pointed their finger at Bai Zhehan.
Seeing such a strong man being knocked down with just one punch, what are you doing if you're not cheating on the match?
And the other person’s figure is also average! How could there be so much power!
Bai Zhehan's face changed, and he was a little livid. He didn't expect that things would develop so quickly.
Hearing the scolding from everyone, Bai Zhehan didn't know how to refute for a while.
He turned to look at a strong man who had practiced Taekwondo with sharp eyes.
"Fuck me! Hit me hard!"
"Don't be like that loser!"
Bai Zhehan said harshly.
The strong man nodded and looked serious. He knew the strength of the strong man above him. He was knocked down with one punch. It seemed that the opponent's strength was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. He was a tough opponent.
Zhao Yue watched the waiter lift the strong man off the stage, tilted his head and looked towards Bai Zhehan.
"I say, why don't you all come in? It takes a lot of time to fight one by one."
Bai Zhehan's face was ashen and he clenched his fists.
"No, I can do it alone."
A strong man about 1.8 meters tall walked up.
Zhao Yue saw that his steps were steady and he exuded an aura from inside to outside. He should be a practicing master.
The people in the audience became quiet again when they saw this man coming on the stage.
This person looks very strong!
Zhao Yue watched him get into a fighting stance. Judging from the posture, this man must have practiced Taekwondo.
The man stayed still, as if waiting for Zhao Yue to come forward.
Zhao Yue didn't hesitate and rushed forward quickly, following the same routine as before.
Uh-huh!
The strong man's long legs swept over violently, making a sound of breaking wind with great force.
Zhao Yue quickly retreated. In fact, it was okay for him to resist the blow, but he had to behave like a normal person now.
Otherwise, seeing that the blow missed, the strong man quickly retracted his legs and tried to kick forward.
Zhao Yue's speed suddenly increased, and the strong man was about to kick out. Zhao Yue seized the opportunity and quickly grabbed his kicked-out leg with both hands.
"What!"
The strong man opened his eyes, but he hadn't thought about it.
Zhao Yue grabbed his leg and pulled him towards him. The strong man leaned forward, but before he could react, a fist as big as a sandbag appeared in front of him.
Bang!
A familiar scene appeared in front of everyone again, and the strong man fell to the ground.
"Damn! It's definitely a match-fixing!"
The audience in the audience was unhappy and thought something would happen. But what happened? Same acting skills!
Just fool us, right? Get your money back!
The service staff looked nervous and looked at the audience in the audience with intense emotions.
Bai Zhehan is now sure that this guy has definitely practiced.
No matter how bad the person you choose is, it won't be that bad.
How could such a thing like knocking him down with one punch happen?
"Seriously, come on together."
Zhao Yue was a little impatient on the stage.
How long will it take to fight each one like this?
Suddenly a waiter's headset flashed.
After listening for a while, he immediately walked to the center of the stage.
"Everyone! Please be quiet. Let's explain here. There is absolutely no match-fixing on Bai Zhehan's side! We guarantee this!"
"Everyone please also believe that the two sides do have some grudges, and there is no possibility of match-fixing."
"The current situation can only show that the gentleman on the stage is very powerful."
"So for better viewing pleasure, our boss decided not to follow the one-on-one approach, but decided to adopt a group fight approach."
"If there are still those who are dissatisfied, you can come on stage in person and feel the strength of this gentleman."
After the waiter finished speaking, the audience looked at Zhao Yue differently.
This guy is so strong that he acts like a match-fixer. Is this scientific?
Zhao Yue nodded. He had wanted to do this for a long time. Fighting one by one would be a waste of time.
"Come with me!"
Bai Zhehan was holding back his breath. Since the boss of Nanqin Tower said so, it was okay to fight in groups, so why should he continue to fight alone.
After all, this guy's strength has proven his strength.
Seeing a group of people rushing onto the stage, Zhao Yue curled up into a smile.
This is right!
The group of people didn't hesitate after taking the stage. They directly raised their fists towards Zhao Yue and rushed over.
Bai Zhehan was hiding at the end, fully armed, looking very funny.
Zhao Yueyou walked among the crowd, punching one after another.
The position was all over the face, and with every punch, someone fell to the ground unconscious.
Bai Zhehan's legs were trembling. He saw a group of people going up and a lot of them fell down within a short time. He also looked at the direction Zhao Yue was heading.
Coming towards me.
Only after taking the stage in person did Bai Zhehan feel the strong gap. Is the other person still a human being?
Bang!
The last strong man fell at Bai Zhehan's feet, making him take a few steps back in fright.
Looking up, I saw strong men lying everywhere on the stage with bruises and swollen faces.
Now he and Zhao Yue are the only ones left.
"I think……"
Bai Zhehan wanted to shout and admit defeat, but Zhao Yue suddenly increased his speed and came to Bai Zhehan.
A punch hit him in the abdomen, bending Bai Zhehan's figure.
"What do you want to recognize?"
Zhao Yue grabbed his collar and smiled at him.
"Recognize, recognize..."
Bai Zhehan vomited blood and slurred his words.
Seeing his appearance, Zhao Yue lost all thought, loosened his grip and threw him to the ground.
There was silence in the audience.
They were confused and shocked.
How many minutes did that group of people go up there? Do you have a minute? That's it.
"sharp!"
"What a great fight!"
A high-pitched sound suddenly sounded from somewhere in the restaurant.
Most of the people in the restaurant were not in high spirits. After all, the people who placed more bets were still on Bai Zhehan.
They looked at the man unkindly.
Fatty Feng clapped his hands and applauded. He was very excited now. After the odds increased later, it was now 1:30.
One million of his own turned into 30 million in the blink of an eye. Although it was 37%, it was still 9 million!
It’s exciting just thinking about it!
How could he not applaud and be unhappy!
"It's so easy to make money!"
Fatty Feng laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth split into flowers.
Zhao Yue walked down from the stage, and the people around him looked at him with awe.
Although he is not happy, this guy is really strong.
"Let's go, don't eat."
Zhao Yue came to the table, looked at Feng Guoli and said.
After this happened, he was not in much mood to stay for dinner.
"No problem, Brother Zhao is awesome!"
Fatty Feng quickly stepped forward and flattered him.
At this time, a waiter came up, holding a wooden tray with a bank card in it.
"This is the money sir won."
The waiter respectfully handed the bank card to Feng Guoli. It was an anonymous bank card with no password and was generally used temporarily.
Feng Guoli grabbed the bank card and touched it repeatedly in his hand. There was 30 million in it.
Although I only have 9 million, it is still 9 million.
"Our boss promised you two requests. Do you think you need to redeem them now?"
The waiter looked at Zhao Yue and asked.
Zhao Yue shook his head. He felt that he basically didn't need these two requirements.
Although the boss of Nanqinlou is very powerful, these two requirements are not small.
But he really doesn't need it now. Zhao Yue is not bad with money.
Zhao Yue also has supplies and weapons.
The others don't seem to be missing much, but you can keep them for now.
"It's not necessary for now. Just tell your boss and see him later."
Zhao Yue said to the waiter.
The waiter nodded in agreement.
This meal is free of charge and Zhao Yue does not need to pay.
The two of them walked directly towards the entrance of Nanqin Building, preparing to take the elevator out.
On the way, I saw Bai Zhehan being supported by several waiters and carried to the sofa, waiting for treatment.
When Bai Zhehan saw Zhao Yue, his expression changed and he closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
Zhao Yue naturally noticed his little move, but he didn't care.
Such a small character poses no threat to him at all.
On the elevator, Zhao Yue turned to look at Feng Guoli and said calmly: "I've eaten my food and taken my money. It's time for you to tell me where my parents are."
Feng Guoli carefully put the bank card in his hand, looked at Zhao Yue, and straightened up.
"Your parents are located near the Nanqin Building!"
"Bringing you to Nanqin Tower is not just casual. I naturally have deep intentions."
Feng Guoli acted like a master.
Zhao Yue turned his head, he really couldn't stand this guy!
"lead the way."
The elevator door opened, but the two did not arrive at the underground parking lot.
According to Fatty Feng, his parents' location is not far from here and they can be reached in a short walk.
Fatty Feng counted with his fingers while moving forward in one direction.
Zhao Yue turned on life perception.
He had sensed the aura of his parents before, but at that time the consciousness of the infected person had not been blocked, so the breath of life he sensed was still remembered by the infected person, and he had no impression at all.
After advancing a few meters, the two stopped at a building.
Fatty Feng looked up at the building, nodded and said, "This is it."
Zhao Yue glanced at the building. Although this building was in the city center, it was a bit old. It should have been a house many years ago.
The floor is not too high, about ten or so, and there are many hotel signs posted on the door outside.
"You're behind me."
Zhao Yue frowned. In his life perception, the breath of life on the fifth floor of this building was a little different.
If the aura of a normal person was red before, then the aura of life on the fifth level is gray.
Fatty Feng saw Zhao Yue's serious face and quickly stepped back.
"What did you find?"
Fatty Feng leaned closer and asked softly.
Zhao Yue nodded without explaining too much.
"Which floor is it on?"
Zhao Yue asked.
Fatty Feng continued to pinch his fingers, and it took a long time for him to speak.
The more precise it is, the more difficult it is to calculate.
"Fifth floor, I can only count this far."
Zhao Yue glanced inside the building. There was an elevator inside, which was a bit old.
Zhao Yue was in front, Fatty Feng followed Zhao Yue, and they got on the elevator together.
The elevator started, making a creaking sound, and reached its destination on the fifth floor.
Watching the numbers on the elevator screen scroll, we soon reached the fifth floor.
The elevator door opened, and the fifth floor was a hotel with dim lights.
There are also some lights flickering, I guess it hasn't been repaired for a while.
Zhao Yue and the two came to the front desk, but there was no one at the front desk.
Feng Guoli counted again with his fingers, and the tension in his heart eased a lot.
"Isn't this a hotel? Why is there no one at the front desk?"
Feng Guoli curled his lips. After calculating the auspiciousness, he became bolder in doing things.
"There's someone, under the table."
Zhao Yue turned on life perception and could naturally sense the life around him.
In his perception, there was a gray-red breath of life under the front desk.
Fatty Feng was stunned for a moment, then walked to the front desk carelessly.
Knocked on the front desk.
"anyone there?"
Fatty Feng shouted.
But no one responded.
Fatty Feng was confused and looked back at Zhao Yue. This guy couldn't be talking nonsense.
Someone’s words should have been heard long ago.
Fatty Feng was about to turn his head and look under the table at the front desk.
Turning his head, Fatty Feng suddenly saw a pair of scarlet eyes looking at him. The distance between their faces was only one decimeter!
