A three-story villa next to the martial arts arena is the special office of Han Yue, the head of the Han family.

Standing on the second floor, through the shutters, you can have a panoramic view of the Han family's manor, including the martial arts arena.

In the study, two photos are placed in the most eye-catching position on Huang Huali's desk.

In the two photos, there is a common man with a majestic appearance, who is Han Yue.

The difference is that inside one is Zhang Meiwei and Han Yupeng when she was a child.

The other is a gentle-looking middle-aged woman and a beautiful billet Han Xinrui.

Chen Tianao swaggered on the office chair, looking at the people in the photo, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that this Han Yue still has feelings for the two children, otherwise he wouldn't have put the family photos here."

"Master, here you come!"

Gen Junko, who had already removed the mask, stood on the edge of the blinds and reminded Chen Tianao.

She was facing out the window, with a tripod in front of her, and on the shelf was a very high-resolution video device.

Through the telescope function of the device, Gen Junko has a serious expression and observes every move outside.

Chen Tianao held a peeled orange in his hand, stood in front of another shutter, and observed the martial arts arena through the fan blades.

Look at it from afar.

A panicked figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the martial arts arena.

Long hair is scattered, the figure is bumpy, and the expression is vigilant.

It is the little wife of the head of the Han family, Zhang Meiwei, the current wife of the Han family.

At this moment, she did not get a sense of liberation, but looked around anxiously.

almost trotted into the martial arts arena, and found a strange scene.

People all over the earth......

Horizontal, vertical, and pose.

Including Han Yue, the head of the Han family, he also fell directly on the rostrum on the long side, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Zhang Meiwei was stunned at first, and then tentatively walked into the venue.

An eerie scene of silence.

Zhang Meiwei first walked to the nearest "street fight" and tested the other party's snort with her hand.

After a second, the beautiful woman's expression was noticeably relaxed.

Apparently, she had realized that the people were just fainting for unknown reasons, and it was not the rhythm of the collective preparation for cremation.

The beautiful woman's face suddenly became a little excited, and she looked keenly into the middle of the arena.

In an instant, his eyes lit up suddenly, and a strange smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

trotted, stirred up a cloud of dust, and quickly came to the center of the field.

At this time, there were two people lying in the field at a distance of four or five meters.

One is Han Xinrui, an eight-rank master, who was unconscious sideways, and made a posture of holding a long sword in his hand.

The other is her younger brother Han Yupeng.

A young man in his early twenties, there is no place in his body at the moment.

His muscles were cracked, his skin was bleeding, his face was bruised, and his civilian clothes were in tatters.

Zhang Meiwei exclaimed "ah" and ran to her son in an instant.

When he came to him, he knelt on the ground with a puff and hugged Han Yupeng's upper body, and tears were left.

"My son! Who beat you like this! ”

After saying that, I also tried to snort.

Fortunately, it was also a coma.

Zhang Meiwei cried for a while, took out a porcelain bottle from her pocket, poured out a pill, and gave it to Han Yupeng.

Chen Tianao, who was standing in the distance, saw keenly with his eyesight beyond that of an eagle.

After taking the pill, Han Yupeng was obviously breathing more smoothly, obviously relieving his injuries.

With great difficulty, he carried his son to the rest shed next to him.

After Zhang Meiwei settled Han Yupeng, she stood up and faced the Han family inside and outside the martial arts arena.

The expression on his face became more and more gloomy, and his fingers creaked.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Meiwei strode directly and walked towards Han Xinrui, who fell to the ground, the expression on her face became more and more hideous, as if she wanted to vent her monstrous hatred.

Chen Tianao stood by the window, holding a coin between his two fingers, and there was a glint in his eyes, preventing accidents at any time.

Thankfully, nothing unexpected happened in the end.

Sure enough, as she thought, she still took this step.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Meiwei, who was in the distance, had already left Han Xinrui who was lying on the ground.

It looked like he was about to leave the martial arts arena directly.

Chen Tianao shook the clothes on his body, and was about to beckon Yuan Chunzi in the room to leave together.

At this moment, Gen Junzi suddenly shouted softly.

"Look, master!"

"Huh?"

Chen Tianao's eyes lit up, and he looked out through the window again.

When he saw everything that happened in the arena, he was slightly stunned, and his expression was full of surprise.

"How can this be?"

……

Chen Tianao and Yuan Chunzi put on masks and returned to the martial arts arena together.

At this moment, the entire Han family manor was silent.

Pulling over a chair, Chen Tianao sat down with a golden knife and a calm expression.

Junko Gen stood behind her, offering a shoulder massage.

Chen Tianao raised his hands to his chest and slapped them suddenly.

Syllable!

This sound is comparable to thunder on the ground.

It's as if some kind of signal is activated.

Of all the Han family members lying inside and outside the arena, a very few people suddenly began to tremble in their hands and feet, showing signs of waking up.

Finally.

"Ahh What's wrong with me? Why do you faint? ”

"What happened?"

"My head hurts, it feels like I've been beaten!"

"Stupid, you've hit the corner of the table."

"How's the competition?"

Within a few minutes, the Han family inside and outside the stadium had gradually regained their consciousness, standing and sitting.

The only thing they cared about at the moment was the result of the contest just now.

Han Yue, the head of the Han family, had also recovered, coughed violently twice, and stood on the side of the martial arts arena.

"Xinrui! How are you? ”

Han Xinrui, as a strong man of the eighth grade, recovered faster than ordinary people, and at this moment she had already stood up straight, shook her head, and heard her father's shout.

"Dad, I'm fine."

The beauty looked up and down her body and found that she was not too seriously injured, but her head was still a little chaotic.

Standing tall, his gaze turned sharply to the opposite side.

The Master of Masks, and the Maid of the Lucky Cat, sit there leisurely.

The man wearing the kung fu panda mask, playing with a coin in his hand, looked at Han Xinrui for a few seconds.

At this time, everyone in the audience realized a problem.

The group annihilation move just now, it seems that this mask master released it!

On and off the field, no matter how high or low the martial arts are, they will all be wiped out!

Fortunately, this is a contest, if there is a war.

After everyone fainted, this guy casually made up for everyone, then now this martial arts arena may directly become a crematorium with hundreds of corpses!

Han Xinrui looked at the mask master and didn't speak for a while.

The eyes of everyone inside and outside the field were also focused on the master and servant in the field.

Chen Tianao showed a smile that no one noticed, and said slowly in a hollow voice.

"Miss Han, are you still fighting?"

Han Xinrui, who was opposite, had an expression of infinite unwillingness, struggle, sadness, and sadness, and finally said something lightly.

"I ...... Admit defeat. ”