"Red Snake!"

was also in the player's preparation room, when the staff called the name, they saw her get up and walk out, Qu Jinyan muttered without muttering, and kept the name in his heart.

In fact, Qu Jinyan was still quite curious about the woman named Red Snake, after all, there was such a woman among the crowd, and he wanted to know what was so strange about her.

But unfortunately, the equipment in the ring is not broadcast in real time in the player's preparation room, and the above situation is unknown.

The process of waiting was undoubtedly boring, and Qu Jinyan, who wore a ghost face, sat in his position and waited quietly, because of the deep night, and he was bored, and yawned without looking up.

When he lowered his head, there was an extra figure in the gaze behind the ghost's face.

The man was in his early thirties, with short yellow hair, a short waistcoat, a pair of military boots, and a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth.

I saw him clasping his hands on his chest, condescending, and looking at Qu Jinyan like an ant with a playful expression.

After exhaling a puff of smoke rings, his nostrils turned to the sky, he just smiled and said, "Boy, do you know who I am?"

Qu Jinyan nodded, and replied very cooperatively: "I know." ”

Long before the start of the game, the list of players who arranged the battle had already come out in advance, and when he heard someone call his name before, Qu Jinyan had already known it in his heart.

"I watched your kid's last game, but I picked up shit luck. I thought that you would accept such goods as you would meet well, but I didn't expect you to come again. ”

The man's tone was not very polite, but Qu Jinyan didn't mind, pretending to be honest, and said weakly: "Luck is also a kind of strength, and it's okay to try your luck, in case you win again." ”

"Poof. ”

Hearing this, the man immediately laughed, and the cigarette in his mouth flew out directly, as if he had heard some big joke, and it was difficult for him to laugh out loud.

"Hahaha, try your luck, it's a shame that you kid can say it, hahaha......"

After calming down the smile in his heart, the man grinned and looked at Qu Jinyan and said, "I really don't know if you kid is stupid or has no self-knowledge, now you are a dish in the eyes of others." You know, everyone in this prep room wants to be with you? ”

"So that includes you?"

"I'm lucky, so you're done with this dish. ”

Qu Jinyan under the mask sneered, and he didn't feel ridiculous.

Because of last week's mistake, which led to the oolong incident, although he won in the end, but in the eyes of others, it was completely shit luck, and he just happened to win.

Especially in the eyes of this group of contestants, this product is undoubtedly a weak chicken, whoever meets it is equivalent to winning a sum of money for nothing, the legendary fortune boy is nothing more than that, who doesn't want to run into him, and can't get along with the money?

Qu Jin is silent, for him, there is no need to prove anything, others can think whatever they like, and they are lazy to pay attention.

Seeing that he was silent, thinking that he was afraid, the man was extremely happy, as if he had won the lottery.

Immediately mocked with a lewd face: "Don't be afraid, if you really have something three long and two paragraphs, don't worry, I'm warm-hearted, I have a girlfriend and wife or something, I will take good care of it for you, and definitely let them ****, hehe." ”

Qu Jinyan under the ghost face, after hearing these filthy words, the originally sneering face immediately changed color, became expressionless, as indifferent as ice, and finally a fierce color appeared, with a solemn face.

If it weren't for the mask, wouldn't others tremble when they saw it?

There was an invisibly cold rise, and Qu Jinyan under the mask was motionless, so there was a creepy trend, which made the man's heart furious.

Silence is better than sound at this time!

At twelve o'clock, after several games passed in succession, the ghost-faced man finally appeared in the middle of the ring.

As soon as he saw this figure, He Yunxi's eyes couldn't help but widen, isn't this the person who played the match-fixing match last time, why did he play again, could it be that the same scene will be staged again?

Seeing this figure, that figure, clothes and hair, Ye Ruzhu always felt a little inexplicable familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Of course, this feeling is just a fleeting feeling, and I didn't think about it, maybe it's just an illusion.

The audience who came last time was like He Yunxi, and they hated this guy with a ghost face, because he didn't lose much money, so he naturally held a grudge.

At this time, when I saw him on stage, I immediately cursed, like a vegetable market, you say a word to me, but I can't hear anything clearly.

Scolding and scolding, but after the last time, everyone knows a little bit about this guy. A mask at the beginning, winning or losing depends on luck, where is there any strength to speak of.

Therefore, this time there is a bet, and the heart is like a mirror, this is a question of sending points, there is money to earn, and if you don't earn, you are a fool.

It became a downward trend, and those who were originally tight in their pockets and did not intend to bet did not hesitate to take out their pockets and press the ghost face and the opponent's bet. Although the proportion is small, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is not meat.

It can be concluded that after this game, the organizer of Fuxing Gaozhao is going to lose blood, there is no suspense at all, and he is a fool without scolding and scolding, and he has to be replaced if he doesn't do it well afterwards.

"Sister Ruzhu, do you see, that guy with a ghost face is the person I mentioned to you last time about match-fixing. ”

"I see, but why is he wearing a mask?" Ye Ruzhu asked.

"I can't see anyone, I can't figure out what kind of rooster and dog thief are like it, pretending to be mysterious. ”

He Yunxi said disdainfully, and then said with a good show: "Although there was a suspicion of special arrangement last time, this guy is nothing special, and it is estimated that he will feel better in the future." ”

Ye Ruzhu was silent, looking at the ghost-faced person in a daze, for a moment, it actually coincided with the shadow in her mind, and she couldn't help but shake her head to dispel this unrealistic speculation.

As soon as the whistle blew and the game began, the audience immediately shouted: "Go on, hit him, beat him." ”

Almost as soon as the game began, the whistle had just come down and the crowd had just spoken. What is surprising is that the ghost face, which was not favored by everyone and sprayed by everyone, was impatient to take the lead.

"It's just a rush to die. ”

Faced with the ghost face coming towards him step by step, the man stood there without sneering, waiting for him to come and 'send him to death'.

As everyone knows, Qu Jinyan under the face of the white fanged ghost has a terrifying complexion, as if he is meticulous.

Step by step, death is infinitely approaching him, and the person concerned is still unaware of the seriousness of the matter.

With a punch, the man's complexion immediately changed greatly, and his chest was directly sunken in, not allowing him to react at all. Immediately after that, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and the figure flew out upside down. The whole process is just one move, it is easy and it is directly crushed.

The audience was immediately stunned.

This is not over, Ghost Face strode forward, grabbed the man's naked feet directly, and pulled back violently, and the volley's body returned to Ghost Face.

What happened in the next scene, even people who have watched many games and seen countless bloody violence, do not feel a little numb in their scalps, and their hearts tremble subconsciously.

Like a rag doll, the ghost face rose in the air, and the soles of his feet directly stepped on the ground with the man who was also in the air, making a muffled sound, and the whole ring seemed to move.

The man's limbs twitched weakly a few times, and then the ghost face threw him up with a kick, and once again in front of him, opened his bow left and right, and his fist rained down on the sandbag that he didn't feel, and the fist hit the flesh. And the man who spoke disrespectfully to Qu Jinyan before had already lost consciousness like a dead dog at this time, and let it go.

"Bang"

With the last punch, there was already a figure on the iron net next to the ring that had been beaten to an inhuman appearance, and I didn't know whether I was alive or dead, but I felt that at a glance, it was as miserable as it was.

The whole scene was as silent as death, as if this person wearing a ghost mask was none other than Rakshasa, who was extremely shocked by what had just happened in front of him, and he couldn't accept this result for a long time.

The white-faced and fanged ghost face stood silently, ignoring the spectators, looking up at the ceiling under the gaze of everyone.

As far as the eye could see, there seemed to be a figure appearing, and the face was becoming more and more blurred.

"No one can blaspheme and insult her, no one!"