When Shen Yeting walked out of the bathroom, Yan Weichu was still at the entrance.

He seemed to be able to see in the dark, and he could see exactly how she was sitting on the shoe cabinet.

He walked over and leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

Skin touched the mask on his face.

He put that mask back on.

After learning his identity from the Yang family, she hardly saw him wearing a mask again.

Now, he wears it again, what does he want to do?

He said he would be back shortly what she wanted.

And she has to have only one real Shen Yeting from beginning to end.

Will he come back as Shen Yeting?

Yan Weichu quickly wanted to go in, and when he kissed her forehead, he got up and prepared to go out.

Suddenly, Yan Weichu hugged him from behind.

"Shen Yeting."

"Wait for me here."

"Have you really figured it out?" For me, do you really want to go back to the original Shen Yeting? What will happen to the Shen family? Do you care less about public opinion outside?

"Hmm." This is what he wants to give her, whether it is his identity or himself, he wants to use Shen Yeting's identity to be with her.

He is not the end of the night, and he is not a P god who lives in a mask.

Skeletal fingers broke her hand around his waist, and he left without the slightest pause.

The moment she opened the door, she clearly saw the mask on his face.

It's as if he saw him for the first time in the fighting ring, wearing this mask, he can't see his expression, only his gloomy eyes......

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In the game where God P appeared, the fighting arena was full of people inside and out, and there were many waiting fans outside the stadium, just to see God P.

Qin Shenyan, Lin Yifeng and others came to the fighting arena for the first time, and when they saw this side, they not only widened their eyes: "Damn, this P god is a bit powerful, you can go to a concert." ”

"Big brother, people are martial arts fighters, not singers, what concerts do you go, people don't hold concerts, and they make a lot of money." Lin Yifeng replied.

"Wouldn't they, these players make more money than movie stars?"

"Let's find out about the periphery."

"Periphery?" Could it be that these fighters are so good that they are wrapped up by rich women by their bodies? No way.

When Lin Yifeng saw Qin Shenyan's expression, he knew that he was thinking of that kind of periphery again.

"It's not what you think."

"What's that?"

"Buy peripherals."

When Qin Shenyan heard this, he realized that it was a peripheral game like a match-fixing match.

This kind of participation is generally a heroic person, especially abroad, I heard that it starts with 100 million.

There are quite a few black markets that start with a billion.

If P God plays a match-fixing, according to his strength and popularity, plus the number of fans.

I'm going to it!

Qin Shenyan didn't dare to think about it.

Suddenly, all the lights dimmed, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

Immediately after, a blinding light illuminated the cage bucket.

In the octagonal cage, the lights are dazzling, and the referee comes on the court to inspect the field.

"P God! P God! P God! P God! P God! ”

"P God! P God! P God! P God! P God! ”

……

……

Suddenly, there were bursts of screams......

Some girls even stood up with light signs and screamed......

Qin Shenyan, Lin Yifeng, and Jian Xiaoluo and others sat in the first row, which was considered a family seat.

You can see the characters from the first point of view.

Because for the first time, they paid special attention to this rumored godlike figure, Panther.

As the whistle blew, the referee finished checking the field.

The host fed two sentences and began to introduce the characters who were going to appear: "Good evening, audience, let's invite Panther ......"