After the small-eyed tall boy sitting opposite Lone Sha lost the game, he shook his head with a wry smile, quit the game, put away his mobile phone, took the initiative to stretch out his hand to Lone Sha, and said in a sincere tone: "Thank you." ”

Lonely smiled and shook his hand, and was about to say a few words of encouragement, when he saw that the rest of the team also reached out to shake his hand. And people like Ning Yu and others were completely left out in the cold at this time, which was in stark contrast to him.

After seeing the people of that team leave the table, Han Xi said helplessly: "Alas! It's good to be a star player, and you can meet fans everywhere. ”

Lonely smiled and said, "Believe me, when we enter the KPL, you will definitely have many more fans than mine, and you will be more popular." ”

Han Xi's eyes lit up: "Really? Don't bluff me. ”

"Of course what I said is true. If we make it to the KPL this time, you will be equivalent to the first female player in the history of the KPL, and you are good-looking, there must be many boys who want to date you. ”

Han Xi secretly pondered for a few seconds, thinking that it might really be like that. She turned her head and glanced at Tang Yin next to her, and smug "hum" twice, as if to say: Let you ignore it now, and let you not climb high in the future.

Tang Yin was originally in a good mood because he had just won the first victory in the audition, but after hearing Lonely's words, he suddenly became inexplicably nervous. And when he saw Han Xi white him, when he heard Han Xi's "hum", he really felt panicked in his heart.

He didn't ignore it! He was just ...... Not ready yet!

Ning Yu looked at the pair of happy enemies helplessly, shook his head with a wry smile, and then cooperated with the competition staff who came over to complete the promotion registration, and then got up and called his teammates to temporarily withdraw from the battle area and go to the rest area to wait for the second round of the competition.

Since the first round, each of the advancing teams has had a tighter schedule than before. In order to prevent any unexpected situations, Ning Yu asked everyone to stop running around, even if they were bored, they had to be together.

The accident of the Communication Cup really made Ning Yu and them a little scared, and no one wanted something like that to happen to them again.

In the KOC competition area of the atrium on the first floor of Arai Department Store, a game is going on intensely. And on the pedestrian street outside Arai Department Store, there were scattered Liang Zhu and others hidden in the shadows, and they finally waited for the opportunity they wanted.

The gang of red-clothed men and turtles, as if they had finally discovered their prey at this time, snuffed out their cigarette butts and stood up, whispering that they didn't know what to say, and then scattered in all directions.

Liang Zhu and the others had a clear division of labor before, and they secretly followed one by one. The big-headed turtle, which is the focus of attention, is stared at by Shi Zhuang and Liang Zhu. Considering that the big-headed turtle didn't know Shi Zhuang at all, Liang Zhu followed a little farther away, and Shi Zhuang followed a little closer.

It's a day off, and the pedestrian street is so crowded that no one will notice that they're being followed unless they've been paid attention to beforehand. The "prey" targeted by the turtle is like this, and so is the turtle.

These people walked a long way in the formation of "praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind" and came to the overpass located in the middle of the pedestrian street.

The flyover crosses a road, connecting the front and back sections of the pedestrian street, with two steps on the left and right, but it is much narrower than the pedestrian street, so the already large number of shopping crowds cannot avoid getting crowded on the flyover.

After Shi Zhuang, who was following behind the turtle, followed the overpass, he suddenly became nervous, because he could obviously feel that the turtle might be about to make a move as they expected.

Shi Zhuang had never done such a thing, his heart was more or less nervous, his palms were full of sweat, and he really wished that he could rush up and knock the big-headed turtle to the ground with an old fist right now. But he also knew that he had to endure this kind of time, otherwise the game they had waited for so long before, and the game that they had finally laid out would all be ruined in his hands.

Although the overpass was crowded, it was not so bad that he couldn't walk, but in this way, Shi Zhuang couldn't see if the big-headed turtle showed his dirty claws, and he didn't know when he should make the right move.

Walking in front of the turtle is a middle-aged woman with a big wavy head, with a large satchel under her arm, canvas material, the style is relatively new, it seems that it should be a well-known brand. Although the woman clamped the bag tightly, she seemed to think that if she clamped the mouth of the bag, the thief would not get her hands on it. And in fact, if a thief wants to steal something, how can he steal according to people's conventional thinking?

Before making a move, the big-headed turtle looked around left and right while walking, and after vigilantly sweeping everyone around, he secretly raised his hand slightly, pinched out a sharp blade from the sandwich of the belt, and then looked ahead, pretending to be casual on the surface, but in fact, he had already made a move secretly, and really used the sharp blade to cut the bottom of the middle-aged wavy-headed woman's shoulder bag in front of him.

The blades prepared by these thieves are said to have been taken from the paper cutting machines in the paper mills, and they look broken and unremarkable, but they are definitely sharper than people can normally imagine. Moreover, they did not draw the strongest bottom of the satchel, but the gap between the bottom and the side of the satchel, where there are sewn threads, and when they encounter sharp blades, they will break with a single stroke.

After a few skillful strokes, the whole process was just a blink of an eye, and the wavy-headed woman's big satchel was unconsciously drawn out by the big-headed turtle.

However, although this opening is large, the contents of it will not fall out easily.

Thinking that he was unaware of the ghost, the turtle dug his hand deep into the broken part of the satchel, and his hand speed was extremely fast, and he pulled out a mobile phone in the blink of an eye. He secretly tucked his phone into a hidden pocket sewn into his underwear, then reached into the satchel and took a little longer than before to pull out a wallet.

A boy who looked like a college student next to him saw this scene coldly, but he didn't dare to grow too much, but pretended to inadvertently stretch out his foot and stepped on the back of the wavy-headed woman's high heels, and directly stepped on the high heels.

The big-headed turtle originally wanted to continue to explore while there were many people, but he was disturbed by the boy. He glared at the boy with some anger, and then, when the wave-headed woman screamed and stopped and bent down to get her high heels, he moved away from the wave-headed woman to the side of the flyover, flicked his wrist, and threw out the wallet he had just won.

His accomplices were already waiting below, and he caught the wallet accurately, turned his head and made an "OK" gesture to the other companions hiding in the shadows, and turned around to leave.

The person who received the wallet didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, he saw a tall, thin man wearing cheap labor clothes and a mask walking towards him, and without saying a word, he kicked him in the stomach so hard that he squatted down holding his stomach and almost vomited the overnight meal in one bite.

Liang Zhu's gang used to mingle in the darkest corners of the bottom of society, and they were itchy all over their bodies without fighting for a few days.

The thin hemp pole didn't retract his kick at all, and kicked out with a lot of force, which was called a pleasure.

The thief who was kicked down was half-kneeling on the ground, and before he could react to why he was inexplicably hit by a black kick, he saw the mysterious man in cheap labor clothes rushing up with a brisk stride, raising his leg to his face and kicking him again, almost knocking him unconscious.

When the gang of big-headed turtles hiding in the shadows saw this scene, they were all angry, and they rolled up their sleeves one by one and rushed over to help, wanting to drag the beaten accomplice to escape before the crowd came over.

But these people didn't expect that at the moment when they wanted to rush forward, people wearing different styles but the same cheap labor clothes ran from the side violently, and they all came up without saying a word. The "labor uniforms" didn't count a flying kick, and after taking the advantage, they all punched and kicked all kinds of punches and kicks, knocking over all the big-headed turtles and their gangs, and they curled up on the ground one by one and blocked the vital points around them with their arms, without even the slightest chance to fight back.

These people with thin hemp poles and dwarf winter melons are called a happy beating, and they are called a no psychological burden. But a doubt welled up from the bottom of their hearts: how could it be possible for this group of people to fight at this level to cause the GIs to wear plasters? It's more than enough for a soldier to crush a group of them alone!

Naturally, they did not think that the GIs were outnumbered by one enemy at that time, and that the opposing side had weapons such as steel pipes, clubs, and knives in their hands. They would not have imagined that although the soldier had some skin wounds, the reason why he had injured his bones at that time was because he had fought too hard and had been shocked by the directional force of the beating.

The sudden situation under the overpass at this time, when the big turtle saw it, shocked his heart to beat wildly, and he turned his head to run, but suddenly saw a big man half a head taller than him had squeezed next to him.

Not far away, the wave-headed woman grabbed the boy who stepped on her high heels and didn't let go, shouting that the kind boy was a thief, and shouting for the people around her to help her call the police.

Shi Zhuang didn't bother to pay attention to the situation over there, he only focused on the target of the big-headed turtle in front of him, and raised his arm to pick up the big-headed turtle and was about to make a fall.

However, the turtle realized in advance that the situation was not good, and had already pulled out his blade again, wanting to make a final stubborn resistance. When he saw Shi Zhuang appear in front of him and pounced on him, he immediately waved the blade in his hand indiscriminately, trying to force Shi Zhuang back.

Shi Zhuang couldn't dodge, instinctively raised his hand to block, and his arm was cut out, and blood was dripping in an instant.

Shi Zhuang, who saw the blood, instantly became enthusiastic, and he didn't feel the pain at all, so he gave up the idea of hugging and falling, and raised his hand violently to imprint the fan-like slap on the face of the big-headed turtle.