The night in New York fell again, Xia Lan was sleeping soundly in the boudoir, in the opposite room, Qiu Yu, who had slept for a while, got up from the bed, squatted and pulled out the suitcase under the bed, opened it, took out the iron mask and leather armor inside and put it on his body, and instantly turned into a mysterious warrior.

Standing in front of the mirror, Qiu Yu looked over, only to see that his entire face was protected by a mask, and he couldn't see his true face clearly, Pikan's shoulders covered his shoulders to reveal his strong chest, and underneath were polar knee leather shorts, and he was wearing land combat boots on his feet, which looked quite majestic.

Putting on a black windbreaker outside, Qiu Yu came to the window, pushed open the window and stood on the balcony, the cold wind hit, but he didn't feel the slightest cold, and there was a fire burning in his heart. He's going to fight, meet the champion of the fighting tournament, and get money for his own film and television company.

As the saying goes, wealth is in danger, since I have practiced kung fu for more than ten years and have expertise in this area, why not try it, in case I win the championship, I can get a bonus of 10 million, which is a dollar, definitely not a small amount, just invested in Yucheng Film and Television Company. Thinking about it another way, the competition is also a good opportunity for him to compete with foreign masters, and he can take the opportunity to hone himself, as for the danger, what does it matter, I think when he was in Phantom Mountain, he hunted in the forest all day long, and faced tigers, dogs, bears and other wild beasts, and survived several times, isn't it dangerous.

Returning to close the window, Qiu Yu jumped down from the third floor, like a giant black bat floating in the air, and landed flexibly on the ground without making the slightest sound.

Without the slightest stop, Qiu Yu quickly ran eastward, jumped up again near the wall, and when he landed, he had already appeared outside the wall, and then, he ran wildly in the direction of the city. It was less than ten kilometers away from the Longsheng City Hotel, which was nothing for him, just as a warm-up, and he could participate in the battle when he arrived at the arena.

The wind was whistling in his ears, Qiu Yu was running on the road, he hadn't fought with anyone for many days, his hands were already itchy, he really couldn't wait!

More than 20 minutes later, Qiu Yu appeared at the Longsheng City Hotel, ran directly to the contestant registration office in the arena, and pushed the door in. There were several staff members in the room, staring at the four TV screens watching the players in the game, and the life-and-death struggle of the players in the iron cage made them talk excitedly.

"The mad leopard is too fierce to take the opponent down. ”

"Well, the strength of the Green Hurricane seems to be a little worse, and its agility is not as good as that of the Mad Panther, so it will definitely be defeated......"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the staff turned their heads to look over and found that the person who entered the room was a mysterious guy wearing a mask, and they were all a little puzzled.

A young woman with curly red hair asked, "Sir, is there anything wrong with you?"

Qiu Yu replied in English, "I want to sign up for the competition." ”

Those staff members were all surprised, puzzled to look at this seventeen or eighteen-year-old Oriental youth, wondering if he was crazy, those players on the field were all men as strong as beasts, in order to get high prizes, there were even a lot of murderous thugs mixed in, you kid is not as tall as ordinary people, and you still want to compete on stage, isn't that looking for death? However, the slogan of the World Fighting Series is that no matter what nationality or status, you can participate in the competition. Therefore, they didn't say anything either. Since people have faith, then accept it.

The chair turned, and the red-haired woman handed over a piece of paper and a pen, and said, "Okay, you can sit down and fill out this form first." ”

There was a chair in front of the table, Qiu Yu stepped forward and sat down, took the pen and paper, glanced at the form that resembled a resume, and wrote "Iron Mask Warrior," age, "18," "from the country," Huaxia, in the column of the contestants. And at the bottom of the rule, write "Agreed." "Fortunately, I learned English after going down the mountain, and I can deal with not too complicated words and sentences.

The red-haired woman took the form and said, "Okay, Iron Mask, you have become the No. 368 player in this tournament, the staff will lead you to the arena, when a player loses, you can directly enter the iron cage to challenge, if you have a total of ten victories, you can enter the semi-finals." ”

Qiu Yu nodded, "I see." ”

After a while, a tall blonde woman walked in, she was wearing a small white vest and a red miniskirt, her snow-white chest was bulging, and most of her pull was exposed, and under the skirt were two slender white legs, which were also very beautiful. Basically, this kind of staff similar to a boxing ring girl is not ugly, they are all carefully selected beauties with beautiful faces and hot bodies, which make people squirt nosebleeds.

The blonde woman was carrying a self-adhesive number plate in her hand, and surprise flashed in her eyes. She had seen too many strong men at the level of big dogs and bears, and she felt that the boy in front of her was too young and not tall enough, and he was about the same size as her without high heels, and he really didn't look like a fighter. She was not optimistic about the boy and asked, "Sir, you are not allowed to wear a cloak or a windbreaker during the game, where is the number plate attached?"

Qiu Yu unbuttoned the windbreaker, revealing a body that was only wearing leather armor inside, and said, "I wear this competition, what part do you think it is suitable for?"

Not to mention, Qiu Yu is in good shape, obviously trained, with strong muscles and some scars on it, which makes the blonde feel that the other party has indeed had a fighting experience, but she is not optimistic, because there are too many masters participating in the competition, most of them will be eliminated, and they will not be injured by Cheng Dù.

"I'll stick it to your trouser leg. The blonde crouched down, tore off the backing of the number plate, pasted it on Akiyu's left trouser leg, and smoothed it with her hands.

She squatted like this, so that Qiu Yu couldn't help but look over, her eyes drilled in from the vest, and she saw two large snow-white balls, the strawberries on them were delicate, and the ditch was so deep!

In the end, it is a race that often eats high protein, and the figure of the beautiful woman in the United States is really amazing, and it makes people feel the urge to go up when they look at it!

Of course, Qiu Yu is just looking at it, and has no other ideas, his goal is to play a good game, get start-up funds, and prepare to become a rich man in the future. If you have money, will women still be lacking?

Pasting the number, the blonde stood up and said, "Warrior in the Iron Mask, please come with me, now I'll take you to the ring." ”

Qiu Yu walked out after the blonde, and the other party led him into the player's drill passage, walking forward along the long corridor, and said as he walked: "I'm Susan, the No. 79 service person, from now on, I will become Mr. Iron Mask, your special staff, in your competition stage, you can ask me any questions, of course, if you are defeated as soon as you enter the arena, I will become another new player's service staff." It's been three days since the tournament began, and I'm unlucky that all seven players who entered the tournament failed to get a prize of 400 yuan, and your situation is not optimistic, alas, how come I can't get a super player like Breaking Bad. ”