The area around the Bandai booth has become a no-go zone, and those who remain in the venue are holding their breath and watching the confrontation in the venue. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Around the open space in the aisle, Xia Long and the mutant youth changed positions at the same time, looking for each other's flaws like hunters, and no one dared to attack easily.

"Roar!" The mutant youth gradually began to get impatient, and roared at Xia Long with a cracked mouth, and the friction of his hands and claws made people feel cold.

Seeing this, Xia Long tightened the steel pipe in his hand and carefully moved to the side.

After all, this guy is only fighting on instinct, and there must be a chance......

Unfolding his body, Xia Long's center of gravity shifted downward, and he slowly lifted the steel pipe to attack.

"Kill you!" The mutant youth finally couldn't bear it anymore, licked his tongue, and took the initiative to rush towards Xia Long, causing the crowd to let out a burst of screams.

"Aaron!"

"Bemenstein!"

"It's fine." Seeing the mutant youth approaching, Xia Long fixed his heart and body and followed forward with a shock.

Without colliding with the young man's claws, he turned sideways and flipped to dodge the attack, and Xia Long kept looking for the flaws of the mutant youth.

"Whew!" Another flash of knife light, and the door of the Xio chariot next to Xia Long slashed through three neat cuts, and finally the entire chariot was cut open.

So fast!

Xia Long's pupils tightened, and he grabbed the gap where the young man's attack momentum dissipated, and suddenly rushed up with a steel pipe.

"Khooth!" With the harsh sound of metal rubbing, the young man hurriedly shot back, but his arms were knocked back by the gravity of the steel pipe.

Bang!

Pushing the young man to the wall, Xia Long stabbed out the steel pipe and pierced the young man's left palm, and without waiting for the young man's movements, he pressed the young man's arms and inserted the deadly blade into the wall.

"Roar!" The claws were restrained, the mutant youth roared violently, the muscles of his arm bulged with gusts of force, and the steel pipe that was suddenly stuck in his palm began to break free little by little.

Xia Long gritted his teeth and clenched the steel pipe, his waist and hips continued to transmit force to compete with the mutant youth, and his arms continued to tremble.

This guy's strength is almost at the limit of humans......

"Be careful!" Everyone in the venue sweated nervously, as if they were in danger of being cut in half.

Sweat flowed through the corners of his eyes, Xia Long was frozen for a while, seeing that the young man was about to break free, the strength of his legs suddenly exploded, and the young man retreated again and again.

"Whew!"

The wall was pulled out with several cuts, and as the sparks splashed around, Xia Long let go of his hand and kicked the young man in the abdomen.

"Boom!" As the wall collapsed, the mutant youth drew his hand and slashed wildly, despite the sharp pain in his hands.

Again!

A few rolled into the spotlight, and while Xia Long waited for the young man to attack, he held the steel pipe tightly in his hand again.

The mutant youth followed closely, but his eyes were covered by the slanted pillar of spotlight.

"Drink!"

Without a trace of hesitation, Xia Long opened the young man's arms one after another, taking advantage of the young man's empty door, his waist and hips passed the force, and the strength of his feet burst out violently.

"Bang!"

Under the spotlight, everyone's eyes lit up, and then they saw the mutant youth flying upside down and sliding away, his head slamming on the steel frame and fainting.

"What?"

"Do you want to make TV?"

"Whew!" The venue returned to calm, except for the sound of Xia Long's heavy breathing.

Won......

Out of the battle, Xia Long's legs fell to the ground with weak legs, and the heat on his body rose.

"Aaron!" Zhenhui reacted and rushed out of the crowd to support Xia Long, "I'm scared to death, sister!" Are you okay? ”

The security guards gathered over, looked at the chaotic venue around them and the unconscious mutant youth, and finally looked at Xia Long: "Hey, what's going on?" Who the hell are you? ”

……

At the hospital near the exhibition hall, Xia Long bandaged his arm wound accompanied by Mari Megumi.

The unconscious mutant youth has been taken away by the police, and Xia Long was originally worried that the police would find him, but he only issued a gag order to everyone.

"Aaron," Mari Hui sat down on the bench a little tiredly, "I'm sorry, sister didn't expect this to happen. ”

"It's okay with the eldest sister again." Xia Long smiled, "And I've long been used to this kind of small injury, I'm fine." ”

"Habit?"

"Ah, eldest sister, you rest first, I'll go see Takuya senior."

After asking about the injuries of the exhibition personnel, Xia Long walked into the ward where Takuya was alone.

The young man's attack was heavy, but fortunately he was protected by Aix's hood, and Takuya only had a slight concussion, and he came to his senses after resting for a while.

Takuya glanced at Xia Long, twitched his eyes and said, "I heard that you subdued that guy?" Don't laugh at me......"

"Takuya-senpai," Xia Long poured a glass of water, "If it weren't for you at that time, the children would be finished, and you would be a hero." ”

"I'm just a holster actor." Thinking of his embarrassed appearance, Takuya didn't look over, paused and said, "Hey, I heard that you want to play Ultraman?" ”

"What?"

"The doctor just told me that I can't exercise vigorously for the next month." Takuya closed his eyes, "I'll leave it to you at the stage play next week." ”

"Ax is still a senior who plays by himself," understood, Xia Long smiled, "My words, I just want to go home......"

Speaking of going home, Xia Long smiled, put down the water cup and hurriedly ran out of the ward.

"Oops!"

The Bemenstein holster was destroyed during the battle, and the price of the holster alone was enough for several flights......

Stubbornly found the head of the seat and his party, Xia Long was about to explain, but found that everyone's faces were different.

"What's wrong?"

"Aaron, I always feel like something terrible has happened."

The chief looked out of the window worriedly, and the appearance of the monster and the unusual reaction of the police made him a little uneasy.

"Just now, the TV station reported that it was a new type of virus and people were forbidden to go out."

Xia Long glanced at the anxious crowd, put down the holster for the time being, and looked outside.

Outside the hospital building, sirens and ambulance fire trucks were heard from time to time, and there was a faint sense of unease in the air.

There was also a huge increase in the number of emergency patients sent to the hospital, most of them were drenched in blood, and most of the injured were attacked by sharp blades, and it was easy to think of the strange young man in the exhibition.

Is there more than one guy like that?

Xia Long couldn't help frowning as he watched the doctors and nurses push the injured into the emergency room.

I thought that I could live a peaceful life after returning to reality, but it turned out that such a bizarre thing happened, and there was always some bad premonition.

In reality, he doesn't have the slightest power of light, and no matter how strong his fighting ability is, he is just an ordinary person, and he really can't help the police......

"Ah Long," at this time, the troupe staff ran over breathlessly and said anxiously to Xia Long, "I don't know who took the video in the exhibition hall and uploaded it to the Internet, and now it's almost noisy." ”

"What?" Xia Long woke up and hurriedly took the mobile phone from the worker.

The video footage was playing to the last moment of the fierce battle between him and the mutant youth, and although it was very blurry, it was indeed filmed in its entirety, and even his face could be recognized.

Xia Long rubbed his eyebrows with some headaches, not knowing if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but he was in trouble anyway.