Chapter 62: It May Be Dangerous

Seeing this, Ji Chenfeng was also stunned, this person was a completely unfamiliar face to him.

But for this boss, Ji Chenfeng is not a strange face.

The killing intent quickly dissipated, he pretended to be casual and put on his sunglasses again, turned to Zhou Zihan and asked, "Are you friends?" ”

"Yes boss, there is one more person besides them who sleeps in the office, the spot I want today." Zhou Zihan nodded and replied respectfully.

"Hmm." The boss nodded, but his eyes narrowed under his sunglasses, and he walked straight into the hallway.

The sharp-eyed Ji Chenfeng noticed the abnormality of this boss and kept an eye on it in his heart.

Zhou Zihan and No. 17 followed, Ji Chenfeng turned his head to look at the door of the office, and hesitated to follow.

Cross the corridor and enter the crowding auditorium.

Looking up, the headlights overhead are extravagant and gorgeous, set off by intricate carved ornamentation, and even the wooden audience chairs are intricately carved with patterns. The audience is roughly divided into two categories, most of them are members of the community, and a small part are powerful people.

It seems that this place is really rich.

Ji Chenfeng reached out and tapped on the hard metal shoulder of No. 17, and then it turned around.

"You go to Tiance's side, guard him, and don't leave until you wake up." He whispered, his eyes shining differently than usual.

"What are you doing?" Seventeen asked in a low voice, looking puzzled.

"It could be dangerous." Ji Chenfeng's expression was cold, staring at the backs of the boss and Zhou Zihan, and whispered.

Seventeen's face changed, and he nodded, then turned and entered the hallway. The corners of Ji Chenfeng's mouth were slightly elongated, and he quietly followed the two people in front of him.

I saw that the owner of the entertainment club responded to the greetings of the people around him, quietly walked to the VIP seat at the front, and took a seat in the center.

Zhou Zihan stood behind him, and the two whispered a few words. The former turned around and greeted Ji Chenfeng, and took their seats in the ordinary seats next to them.

On the other side, the boss's smart sunglasses showed a text: "Boss, that girl has entered the office, and she is a robot, now what should we do?" ”

A new text appeared, converted by the boss's brainwaves: "Wait for them to go out, sneak up on them on the road." ”

"Understood, Boss." A new message from the other party pops up quickly.

……

Soon, most of the auditorium was filled. The big screen lit up, showing the time of the game and the list of contestants, and the words "Iron Dragon vs Tianyuan" also appeared on the last line.

If you look closely, there is a small red font "New" next to "Tianyuan".

Ji Chenfeng was checking the titles of the other players, and the audience suddenly boiled. He followed the audience's gaze, and in the corridor, a group of big men walked towards him with their heads held high.

First of all, the two referees opened the way, followed by men from all walks of life, with arrogant or cold expressions on their faces. Ji Chenfeng also saw a tall figure with its own aura in it, which was the "Iron Dragon" in his memory.

He was not the tallest in the crowd, but he was the strongest.

Most of them entered several break rooms in the hallway, and two referees walked straight up with the two players.

When I turned around, I heard Zhou Zihan's voice: "Eh, you can download this." ”

As he spoke, he raised his left hand, and a QR code appeared on the smart watch, adding: "Vote, bet on the applet." ”

Ji Chenfeng didn't say a word, just opened it and scanned it, and pointed the camera at the QR code. He couldn't help but wonder whether the Zhou Zihan in front of him was an enemy or a friend.

Thinking back to the way he first appeared in front of him, I always felt that this person was unreliable. However, looking at the situation just now, Zhou Zihan didn't know about the boss's strangeness to Ji Chenfeng.

His brows gradually tightened, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse today.

Raising his left arm, he opened the chat interface with Seventeen and asked, "Is there a situation?" ”

"Everything works." It responds very quickly, and if you don't know it, you think it's an automatic reply.

Ji Chenfeng put down his left arm and came back to his senses to find that the two players had already come to the stage, and the referee uncle was standing in the middle of it with a whistle.

The player on the left is about 1.85 meters and is slightly emaciated. At this time, his face was calm, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly in a strange arc.

The player on the right is about 1.75 meters tall and has a strong body. Wearing a semi-open golden helmet with an open face, his face was cold, and the whole person exuded a fierce aura.

The audience has reached the boiling point, and all kinds of small flags, things like light sticks, banners composed of virtual screens, etc., have gradually appeared in the audience.

All sorts of cheers, shouts, taunts exploded from the crowd.

"Brother Bing will win, Brother Bing is the most bad!"

"Smash his head!"

"Give him a!"

Words like these penetrated the noise into Ji Chenfeng's ears. He raised his left hand again and saw that the Mini Program had been opened automatically.

When I found the betting function, I suddenly realized that they didn't have a bank card yet, only cash.

So he touched Zhou Zihan with his right elbow and asked, "Are you rich?" in a bank card or mobile phone number. ”

"Sort of, what are you going to do?" He nodded, confused.

"Cash-for-point bets, okay?" Ji Chenfeng pointed to the ring and asked lightly.

With Zhou Zihan's consent, Ji Chenfeng first took out his own money, about 5,000 yuan in cash, and asked him to help transfer it into his change balance.

It's not that you want to bet 5,000 yuan, so you can just place a hundred yuan for entertainment. He observed and thought a little, and used his smart watch to bet 100 yuan on the tall and thin man.

Soon, after an introduction by the host on the stereo, the referee announced the start of the match, and the two contestants stood empty-handed at each end of the circular ring.

"Why didn't there be that vote?" Ji Chenfeng fiddled with the applet and turned his head to ask Zhou Zihan.

"Oh this, I forgot to mention it, it also depends on whether the players agree or not, and those who don't bring weapons are in a group. Those with weapons are divided into a group before there will be a vote. Zhou Zihan patted his head and replied with an embarrassed smile.

"Well, it's fine." He nodded, turning his head to concentrate on the game.

The first to strike was the helmet man, who made a straight punch feint with his left hand, followed by a heavy kick in his right leg.

The tall, thin man took a step back and pressed his hands on the other's legs, pressing him down. I just couldn't catch it and was escaped. Then he took advantage of his arm length, clenched his hands into fists, and slammed the upper body of the helmet man at a speed that turned into a phantom.

The latter held his arms in front of him, taking the attack as he retreated.

The tall, lanky man stormed the man in helmet, pushing him against the wire fence on the edge of the ring. Finally, he raised his right leg and slammed his knees, and was squatted down by the opponent to resist with both arms.

The stormy attack paused for a moment, and the helmet man kicked his legs to the ground, bursting out and striking the tall and thin man with the top of his head.

The latter reacted half a beat slower, was hit in the chest by the metal helmet, and flew back to the center of the ring with a grunt.

With only the strength of his legs, he bounced up on the spot, and the whole person stood up again.

It's just that before he could stand firmly, he received a heavy punch in the face. Fell to the ground and was pressed to the ground by the helmet man and slammed.

Blood trickled down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground, and teeth could even be seen rolling aside.

And the referee was still watching from the corner of the ring, and his task was only to ensure that no one died.