"Why, you've heard of his name and are his admirers?" Ando leaned over, hooked his shoulder, and mysteriously tossed a golden chip to his glass, "Listen to me, bet on him." No matter how strong the opponent he played, he never lost! ”

It seems that he did not come to the wrong place this time.

"Really?" Helo grabbed the chip with his index and middle fingers, pressed it lightly to his lips, and blew, "Then I'll bet on him." ”

Ando was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the silver-haired young man curl up his finger bones and tap on the bar, and easily entered the password on the chip on the betting box that bounced on the glass that instantly turned into an LCD screen, and selected the number displayed on the screen by Sayaro in the list of fighters.

"Thank you for the chips!" The young man raised his wine glass and touched him expressionlessly, calmly and calmly as if he were a casino master.

"So you're a veteran, I can't really see it. Why don't I seem to have seen you before? Ando crunched in surprise and crushed the candy in his mouth □□ and chewed it a few times.

"I only come in the middle of the night, and I don't usually sit at the bar." Helo replied nonchalantly.

This is the truth, every time in the past, he only came secretly on the night when there was a Sayaro game, because he didn't have much pocket money, so he had to crowd in the crowd to watch, and in order to avoid being discovered by Sayero, he had to rush back before he went home.

"It's a shame I didn't get to know a like-minded friend like you sooner. What is your name? ”

"What about you, Hedika?" Helo casually gave a pseudonym, absentmindedly glanced at the brightly lit arena, and suddenly had a plan in his head. From today onwards, he is going to follow Sayero.

"Shaozo Ando, you can call me Ando. I'm Japanese, where are you from? You're very good-looking, but it's hard to tell where you are, uh, I mean... You make people feel mysterious. Ando politely summoned a plate of snacks, placed them in front of the other party, and made a gesture of please.

The tantalizing sweetness of the chocolate cake burrowed into Helo's nose, and he felt a little hungry. While he was shocked that he would feel hungry here, he realized that he hadn't eaten in a long time, so he picked one up and took a bite, and was surprised to find that it tasted good.

Awakening along with his taste buds, as well as his humorous cells that had been paralyzed for thousands of years, he picked up a cake and took a bite: "Honestly, I'm a stateless person, a wanted criminal, can you believe it?" ”

Ando burst out laughing.

Of course, it was not only the jokes of the other party's coldness that made him happy - but also watching his prey eat the sweets mixed with aphrodisiacs unsuspectingly. This pretty boy is obviously a good chick, and he doesn't even understand the unspoken rule that food in a place like a casino must not be touched, which is really cute.

The person who was unaware of this swallowed three in succession, sucked his fingers stained in chocolate liquor, and felt some heat on his body, but he understood that it was caused by the high temperature in the room, and he was wearing a cold-proof isolation suit. Sadly, he didn't wear anything under his isolation gown, except for a pair of antibacterial underwear.

"Hey, your face is a little red, isn't it too hot, do you want to go to my private room with me to change clothes? The clothes you're wearing don't seem to be very breathable. Ando "kindly" handed the other party a napkin.

Not wanting to miss Sayero's competitive match, Herro shook his head, but easily pulled the zipper of the isolation suit to his chest, revealing his white neck in a narrow slit, causing Ando to secretly swallow saliva.

I'm going to get you tonight, little beauty. Ando playfully held his chin and looked at the other party and thought.

At this moment, a string of agitated electronic music suddenly sounded from the sky above the casino, followed by a nervous countdown, and the audience fell silent for a moment.

Hero held his breath and stared intently at the ring.

Two clusters of light from above swirled around the platform, freezing in two positions, and with a boom, white smoke burst out, filling the entire arena with a psychedelic atmosphere, and two objects resembling the barrel-shaped metal cabins in the spaceship slowly rose from the two circular grooves on the platform.

"Bang!"

A loud eardrum-shattering sound rang out from one of the barrels, and in the smoke a burly figure jumped onto the arena, raising its hands high and roaring a few times, its heavy steps like meteorites crashing into the ground, almost stepping out of the arena several pits.

"First up is our half-beast cyborg warrior, look at the beast-like body and strength, it's really fierce! I believe he will not let you down! ”

"Oooo Appearing below is our human warrior 'Asura'! He is a messenger from hell, the pride of pure-blooded humans! ”

The host's excited voice instantly ignited the audience like a spark, and Helo stared firmly at the other cabin, watching the familiar figure come out of it, with a slight slump and laziness.

The man didn't put on any ridiculous pose, just adjusted his metal gloves at random, stood in the center of the stage, and then raised his arms, clenched his fists and stared at his opponent, making a gesture of attack ready to attack.

From the screen, you can see that the corners of his mouth are hooked, and his eyes are half-narrowed with interest, as if the opposite side is not a monster twice as strong as him, but a child playing with him.

Helo was all too familiar with this expression.

Whenever Sayaro intends to teach him a lesson with a small punishment, he will show this look. Of course, at most, he would just grab him and spank him, and he wouldn't do such a cruel blow to him.

In a sudden scream, the man easily turned his head sideways and dodged the half-orc's pounce, and accurately swung out the opponent's rib point in the race, making a series of sore bone cracking sounds.

Taking advantage of the pain of his enemy and bending down, he withdrew his fist, and with lightning speed, he leaped behind the opponent's back, and struck the opponent's vertebrae with several elbows in a row, knocking the mountain-like orc to a stumbling, and the lights of the entire casino were flickering and extinguishing with a terrible roar.

"Whew-"

The orc spun around in anger and threw a desperate blow. At the moment when the opponent turned around and tried to punch back, the man jumped, his knee against the enemy's spine, one arm wrapped around the opponent's neck, the muscles of his whole body pulled like a tight bowstring, and one leg bent and suddenly pressed the opponent to the ground.

This series of actions left almost no room for resistance to the enemy, like a life-and-death struggle on the battlefield. And in fact, it is.

Amidst the exclamations and cheers, the man raised his head and looked around. The audience excitedly gave a thumbs up, motioning for him to put the loser to death, as if they were watching an ancient Colosseum performance thousands of years ago.

He bent down and took off his blood-stained gloves, revealing his hand that was bulging from exertion, his slender ten fingers tightened, and with a slight twist, he broke the neck bone of the orc, which was several times thicker than that of ordinary people.

Helo looked at the angular side face of the man in the light and shadow, and his body became even hotter.

He tugged at the tight isolation gown, pulled the zipper lower, and felt sweaty and sticky.

"I said it, no one in this casino can compare to him, except for the few special mercenaries who have participated in the same station as him, they can barely fight him to a draw, and they usually bet on him to win! How about another round? Ando leaned into his ear and blew into his ear, adding fuel to the fire and handed him a glass of depth charge.

"No, I have something to do today." Helo asked for a glass of soda and poured it into his stomach in one go, but he still felt that his mouth was dry, and the burning sensation on his body did not seem to decrease, and it was getting worse.

What's going on? Did you drink that glass of Milky Way too high? No, he has to spit it out, or he won't be able to do anything today.

He wiped the sweat dripping from the corner of his forehead, stood up with his elbows on the tabletop, and was hugged by the person next to him when he saw the stitches: "Why don't I send you?" ”

"I was going to leave too, where do you live?" Ando asked earnestly.

Helo wanted to decisively reject his ill-intentioned "kindness", but his mind froze the moment he saw the figure walking through the crowd towards the bar, and quickly came back to his senses. He fled and hid on the dance floor next to him, hid himself by the psychedelic lightning, and then picked off a hat from someone he didn't know and put it on his head, peeking in that direction through the moving head and waving arms.

"Hey, hey!" Ando was confused, and before he could react, why did the prey in his hand suddenly run away?

"What are you looking at?" A cold, deep voice reached his ears through the cacophony of death electronic dance music.

Ando turned around, took a sip of the depth charge in his hand, and lamented at Sayara: "Alas, the boiled duck flew!" You don't know what kind of beauty it is, it's really a rare thing! ”