"Bell-bell-"

In Hattori Masao's villa, the phone rang urgently. A maid answered the phone, answered a few words, and immediately handed the phone to Hattori Masao.

"Your Excellency, that Wang Bing has reappeared. ”

"What?" Hattori Masao reacted violently, how could this be?

"Quick, ask me about the moon, what's going on?"

The phone called, and in the villa where Wang Bing was received, a maid answered the phone, "They are still sleeping!" ”

Hell.

Hattori Masao scolded and threw down the phone, "Let's go, follow me to have a look!"

The two cars rushed to the villa where Wang Bing was received, and the bodyguards guarding the door saluted respectfully. Hattori Masao strode up to the second floor.

In the bedroom on the second floor, smoke curls and fills the air with an intoxicating fragrance. Through the bed curtain, the shadow of the moon lying on her side can still be seen.

Hattori snorted, strode in, and slammed open the curtains.

On the comfortable bed, the moon is not in a delicate position, and his hands are folded...... Oh my God! What's that?

Dog!

A big yellow dog.

"Yaga-"

Hattori Masao roared, waking up the sleeping Yuzuki, and then, ahhhh

In the bedroom on the second floor, there was a scream.

The high-decibel sound alarmed the entire villa, and the bodyguards downstairs hurriedly rushed upstairs with guns. Seeing the scene on the bed, everyone was dumbfounded.

Masao Hattori was going crazy, "What's going on?"

Youyue was also stupid, she actually slept so soundly with a dog in her arms, and, moreover, ...... I didn't even have any clothes on.

Seeing Hattori Masao angry, Yuyue was so frightened that he didn't even dare to wear clothes, kneeling there, his delicate body trembling.

"What about people?"

Person?

No, no, I don't know. How did the one who slept here become a dog? Youyue was so frightened that she couldn't possess her body, could it be that she had been sleeping with a dog last night?

No, it's a man, how did he become a dog?

Thinking of that bloody red guy, Youyue finally couldn't help but spit out.

Vomit, vomit, vomit!

She clearly remembered the events of last night, but then she was so tired that she fell asleep in a daze at dawn, and who knew that when she woke up, the handsome man turned into a dog.

Hattori turned on the TV and tuned into the live event channel. On the stage, Wang Bingzheng and the East Island master were standing there, the two were facing each other, and the game had not yet begun.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Hattori Masao would never have believed that this was true, but he really couldn't figure out how Wang Bing left, and how he threw a dog on the bed to sleep with Yuyue?

Through the investigation by the proctor, no problems were found. Not even a single fly appeared in the surveillance. Those bodyguards on patrol were completely in accordance with the regulations and did not slack off in the slightest. They assured that they did not notice anything unusual during their shift.

There are so many big living people, and there are high-definition cameras, and if the other party wants to enter the villa, he must not escape their eyes. Unless, these people will fly and fall from the sky.

Is there really such a person?

Hattori Masao is a master himself, and it is indeed impossible to do this. Because there are no high-rise buildings around the villa, they can't use slings and the like.

But how did Wang Bing and the dog be exchanged?

He would never believe that the big yellow dog on the bed was the one who mutinied the king. This is not a fairy tale, and in broad daylight, there can be no ghosts and supernatural events.

But on the playing field, Wang Bing really appeared there.

The tenth-level warrior looked at Wang Bing, and a contemptuous smile flashed on the corner of his mouth. He's watched both of this guy's games. Every time, I pick people up and throw them down. It's as if he's always known only to use this trick.

You must know that this competition is different, the tenth-level samurai carries a knife, an authentic Higashijima katana, made of stainless steel, although it is not said that the hair can be broken, but it is more than enough to chop off the head of a person with a knife.

Such a sharp knife is simply a murderous weapon.

And Wang Bing, who didn't seem to be able to find a suitable blade, stood in the ground, looking very tired. Seeing this, the people in the outer village quietly muttered, did this kid overindulge last night and be so embarrassed today?

At this time, Wang Bing yawned.

The referee blew the whistle and the two sides went into combat readiness.

The game begins.

The referee stepped aside, not daring to get too close, in case blood splattered on him, which would not be good.

The tenth-level warrior shouted at Wang Bing, "Show your weapons!"

"I don't have weapons. "Wang Bing looked left and right, and there was really no weapon to take advantage of. At this time, someone shouted, "This is for you, or not?"

It was a sword, Wang Bing shook his head, so that the sword is not his specialty, it is not as direct as a fist?

Someone wanted to give Wang Bing weapons, and Wang Bing said, "Then this one!"

This is an eyebrow-raising short stick, a weapon used by the Shaolin faction. In general, few people use such weapons. In order to show their generosity and benevolence, the Shaolin faction used short sticks as weapons.

As soon as the game began, Wang Bing fell into disadvantage. The tenth-level samurai is not covered, he is skilled, his sword skills are exquisite, and he is not an ordinary player at all. In a sense, the other party is completely comparable to the Guwu Sect.

Players like Wang Bing and others have not entered the eyes of those ancient martial arts masters at all.

Seeing that the other party pounced lightly, the Dongdao knife in his hand slashed towards his arm, and Wang Bing lowered and slashed past its edge. The short stick in his hand bounced up and directly pumped the opponent's vest.

Mentor Huang and the others watched from the side, and they all sweated.

They have already seen the strength of the other party, far above Wang Bing, this time it is not better, compared to the next I am afraid that there will be disability. But the game has already started and there is no reason to withdraw again.

Someone was shouting, "Kill him, kill him." ”

Most of these people are unsympathetic, murderous, and violent. The game has rules of the game, and it is not allowed to beat the opponent to death.

Hearing the shouts of these people, the tenth-level warrior swordsmanship became more and more sharp, and he took people's lives. Wang Bing was holding a short stick, and he was in danger. Someone next to him was shouting, come on, come on, come on!

Mentor Huang sighed, he still had too high expectations. But in retrospect, Wang Bing can't be blamed for this, it's already very good that he can play, and it doesn't seem realistic to have to win the first place than him.

And I heard that in addition to this tenth-level samurai, there is also a ground-level ninja. These people are stronger than Wang Bing, and Wang Bing has been able to persist until now, completely exceeding the usual level of training.

Sometimes he obviously saw that Wang Bing couldn't support it, but when the opponent's Dongdao knife swept over, he was very embarrassed to dodge. It didn't look good, but he finally avoided the other party's knife.

The tenth-level samurai was furious, and with his own ability, he couldn't even clean up an ordinary player, and the Dongdao knife in his hand conjured dozens of afterimages, and slashed at Wang Bing with lightning speed.

Wang Bing used a short stick against the enemy, and the short stick quickly turned into sawdust under the opponent's strong skill. All of a sudden, sawdust flew, and the entire competition platform flew like snowflakes.

The tenth-level samurai's sword skills were exquisite, and in the blink of an eye, he cut the short stick in Wang Bing's hand into a pile of sawdust. A short stick of nearly two meters is less than forty or fifty centimeters left.

The tenth-level warrior sneered, and suddenly came the usual move of recruiting the Eastern Chinese, splitting Huashan.

The huge shadow of the knife slashed over, Wang Bing was shocked, and in a panic raised the short stick that was less than fifty centimeters left.

Only a thud was heard, and the short stick was cut into two pieces.

At this moment, two pieces of wood flew out of Wang Bing's hand.

It looked like Wang Bing couldn't grasp it and threw it out of his hand.

The tenth-level samurai didn't seem to see the two pieces of sawdust, and the Higashijima sword slashed into the air.

Poof!

Blood splattered, and two pieces of wood splintered into each other's chests.

The figure of the tenth-level samurai froze, frozen there for a long time. Soon, the wound on his chest was seen.

He could hardly believe all this, he could have killed the other party, but in turn he was accidentally injured by two pieces of wood chips in the other party's hand. The huge pain in his chest made him lose his combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

Wang Bing took advantage of this opportunity and kicked it over.

Plopped, the body of the tenth-level samurai flew up, crossed the guardrail on the stage, and fell directly to the bottom of the stage.

In this game, Wang Bing won.

Suddenly, cheers, shouts, noises, all in one.

The members of the Donghua team could no longer control the excitement in their hearts, rushed to the stage, and hugged Wang Bing.

Another victory, allowing them to go one step further. See hope again.

Wang Bing won this game and entered the semifinals. No matter how bad it is, it's a runner-up. Although this runner-up is not of much significance, it is simply a great news for the Donghua team, which loses every year.

The spotlight flickered, and the journalists once again used their enthusiasm to report on the hero of the battle. Some of the female reporters were so excited that they couldn't even speak.

It was a historic victory and one step away from the title. Even if this championship does not belong to the Donghua team, they also celebrate this scene with the same enthusiasm.

Wang Bing, Wang Bing. This name has once again broken the headline record.

The boss of the peripheral dealer couldn't hold his breath anymore, stood up suddenly, dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and left. The defeat in this battle greatly damaged their vitality. Because of yesterday's publicity, a large number of people bet on the Donghua team, and they lost at least tens of billions of income.

Kitagawa Xiong couldn't sit still, he originally wanted to take this opportunity to win a big deal, but now Wang Bing won again, disrupting his whole plan. Seeing him leave angrily, Kitagawa Sakurako suddenly understood something, and then stood up and chased out.

"Wait a minute. ”

Kitagawa looked back at his sister, "Is there something wrong?" because of his anger, he temporarily lost his mind.

Sakurako Kitagawa said, "I want to substitute for the next game. ”

What the?

Male Kitagawa almost couldn't believe that his sister was going to appear in person? Of course he knew his sister's skills, a master of the Heavenly Ninja level, and if she appeared, she would definitely be able to save the defeat.

And Sakurako Kitagawa knows illusion, she can make herself anyone. This is similar to the disguise technique of Liuyun Palace. Kitagawa Xiong said after a while: "Isn't this okay?"

Kitagawa Sakurako said: "Don't worry, I will help you get back into this game." ”

"Why?"

Kitagawa is still a little worried. Kitagawa Sakurako said with a smile, I won't tell you for the time being, and you will understand then.

Seeing his sister turn around and leave, Kitagawa felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Kitagawa Sakurako pursed her lips and smiled, "Hmph, Luo Qian, don't think I don't know what the hell you're doing? ”