Chapter 142: The Mellon Family

Kirsch walked into the middle of the ring, came to the center of the ring, and spoke first, "Mr. Kyle, I didn't expect us to meet again!"

"yes! Kyle said as he stretched.

Hearing their conversation, the people in the audience were stunned, these two people seemed to have known each other before?

"Last time, we worked well together, but I'm not going to let you!" Kirsch said.

Kyle smiled slightly and said softly, "That's the best!" The words fell, and the two of them rushed towards each other almost simultaneously......

As the two were about to come into contact, Kyle threw the first punch that landed Kirsch in the face. The latter didn't dodge either, grabbing the big palm of the bowl and pinching Kyle's punching hand. Immediately, the two secretly began to compete for strength.

Kyle knew that his opponent was strong, and he also knew where his advantage was! He gave up the entanglement, glared at his feet, and hit Kirsch with his head in the face.

His sudden move caught Kirsch off guard, and he was bumped into his arms, causing him to scream on his back. And although Kyle's head also hurts, he endures the pain, and while the opponent is passive, he throws punches again and again, and hits Kirsch in the chest.

Kirsch was beaten by him and his body trembled, and after a few punches in quick succession, Kyle charged another heavy punch to Kirsch's face.

Kirsch didn't have time to dodge and ate Kyle's punch again, and he snorted and drooled out. Kirsch took three steps back before he regained his footing. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his mouth with his hand and found that it was bleeding......

Seeing this, he smiled calmly, then relaxed, looked at Kyle in front of him, and said, "I know you haven't used a weapon yet! Since I can't beat you in a fist fight, I guess if you show your weapon, I'm not your opponent." This one, you won!"

When Kyle heard this, he smiled at the corner of his mouth and arched his hand and said, "Thank you for conceding!"

Seeing that Kirsch took the initiative to admit defeat, Baburu immediately took the stage and announced: "Congratulations to Kyle No. 613 for entering the upper bracket! At the same time, Kilsch, No. 598, has entered the lower bracket!"

After Bablu announced the results, Kyle and Kirsch walked out of the ring with a smile and a smile. At this time, after watching the game, Ye Muling in the room said: "Kyle's explosiveness is very strong and his speed is also very fast, he is a good opponent!"

"Then do you think he has a chance to enter the top ten of the God of War list?" Ren Changfeng asked instead.

Ye Muling thought about it, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's difficult!"

"I think it's hard too!" Dong Xinlei said.

"Isn't there twenty-five places on the God of War list, Kyle, he might be able to occupy a spot!" Li Shuang looked at everyone.

"Well, it's possible!" Jiang Sen echoed.

While everyone was chatting, Baburu shouted again: "Please ask 541 player Alomelovic to come to the stage to draw lots!"

"Alomelovich? Am I right? Is that the American Mellon family, that Alomelovich of the Mellon consortium?"

"It should be him! Unexpectedly, this year, the Mellon family also sent representatives to participate in this year's World Killer Competition!"

"As far as I know, the Mellon family is the super-rich in the United States, and I heard that the assets of the Mellon family far exceed those of the Rockefeller, DuPont consortium, Ford and other rich families in the United States, and they play a pivotal role in American politics and economy!"

"Even so, in the United States, the Rothschilds and Morgans are more economically powerful!"

Under the talk of the killers in the audience, Alomelovich appeared in the ring. Compared to the previous Kyle, Alomelovich has a more muscular figure. But in terms of appearance, it is much worse, Alomelovich looks more rough, his facial features are not very good-looking, and he looks a little scary, he is not angry as if he is angry, I don't know what he is like when he is angry? Seeing him coming, even the girl next to Baburu was a little nervous.

Seeing that this beautiful girl was a little afraid of herself, Alomelovich couldn't help but groan, showing a row of white teeth, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I'm very gentle!"

The girl holding the lottery box smiled awkwardly, then came to Alomelovich's side with the box, nodded slightly, and signaled him to draw lots!

Alomelovic didn't tease her any longer, took out a ball and handed it to Bablu. The latter opened it, took out the note inside, and showed it to the former, and then he said as he looked at it: "Please come to the stage of Parolo, the number 707 player!"

"Parolo?'s name is not impressive, his strength should not be very good!"

"I remember him, Parolo's qualifying time was one minute and forty-eight seconds!"

"It's barely okay, it's a lot faster than me anyway!"

"How many are you?"

"Two minutes and three seconds!"

“……”

In the room, Xie Wendong and the others were about to enjoy this battle, when suddenly someone knocked on the door outside. Everyone was slightly stunned, could it be that Tang Yin is back? He also wants to watch the live broadcast? No one spoke, Meng Xun, who was closer to the door, walked over and opened the door, but the person who appeared in front of him couldn't help but be stunned.

Dressed in a noble black lace dress, a delicate and sculpted face, ice skin and snow skin, white slender calves, aristocratic temperament, and the unique body fragrance of Western women.

Demi's arrival not only made Meng Xun, who saw him for the first time, in a trance, but also made Xie Wendong and the others in the room stunned! I don't know, how did she come here at this time? Of course, Demi didn't come alone, and she also brought a few bodyguards with her.

However, Hongyue, who went to Taiwan with her before, did not follow the woman to protect her at the moment.

"Miss Demi, why are you here? Is there something wrong?" Xie Wendong reacted, greeted him, and couldn't help but ask.

Demi smiled slightly and replied in English: "I know, Mr. Xie, your friend has finished today's game, so I came to you on purpose, and planned to invite Mr. Xie to dinner together, which can be regarded as repaying Mr. Xie for saving his life when he was in Taiwan." ”

Xie Wendong shook his head and smiled, "Miss Demi is polite! How can you say that it is so serious? Besides, the other party is originally coming for me, so he just wants to use you to kill you! Speaking of which, it should be me who invited you!"

Demi shook her head slightly, "Mr. Xie, even so, now on this island, you don't have a chance to invite me to dinner! Or next time, now I want to invite Mr. Xie to my room for dinner, I wonder if Mr. Xie is willing to appreciate his face?"

People have talked to this point, and if Xie Wendong doesn't go again, I'm afraid it will be a little too much to say! Although Xie Wendong is not hungry now, and he has only eaten with everyone for a long time.

"Okay! You are the master, I am the guest, then I might as well be respectful!" Xie Wendong said with a smile.