Filaude sat on the hood of a Ferrari, the cigarette in her hand glowing in the darkness of the night. She shook her two long snow-white legs, and the vague gaze of the security guard at the gate of the ring swept over her legs from time to time. Filauda looked very irritable, Shengyou went in for so long and didn't come out, he really thought of himself as a free driver? Or did he finally implicate his resentment against his father? Philaudet is five years older than Shengyou, of course, he knows more things than him, when the relationship between the Osullivan family and the Yudit family continued to warm up, entering the heyday of friendship between the two families, with the support of the Osullivan family in the Middle East, the Yudit family will have several times the amount of oil in their hands, and the two families have used an ancient but practical method to better establish an alliance of interests - marriage.

So my grandfather forced my father to drive out my mother and marry the eldest lady of the O'Sullivan family. Senyi didn't dare to refuse at all, and the old man's words were absolute authority in the Yudit family. But Shengyou has recognized for many years that it is because of his father's cold-bloodedness that his mother will die, and the relationship between him and his father has gradually broken down to an irreparable level. But their father and son temperaments are so similar, the father disdains to bow his head to explain for the sake of dignity, and the son is determined to grasp the father's mistakes and can't listen to the advice of others, the contradiction between the two fathers and sons is getting deeper and deeper, and they are about to draw their swords against each other.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she threw the cigarette butt to the ground in anger, stomped it out with her foot, and pulled the car door open and sat in.

"Buzz, buzz." As soon as Philaudet sat down in her seat, the mobile phone vibrated and rang, she took the phone differently, and when she saw the string of numbers appearing on the phone, her expression instantly returned to seriousness.

"Hey."

"Hello, Miss." A respectful voice came from the other end of the phone, "The patriarch wants to talk to you." ”

After listening to him, Filaudie's hand with the phone shook unconsciously, "Where is he now?" ”

"Miss, please look behind."

Philaudet hurriedly turned her head and saw through the rear window a black Mercedes with its headlights flickering. She hung up the phone, opened the car door and walked down, maybe it was a little cool in the evening wind, her legs shook from time to time, she slowly moved to the side of the Mercedes, a man came out of the driver's seat and opened the back seat door for her, and an old man with gray hair sat in it with his eyes squinted slightly.

"Grandfather." Philodet screamed softly, gritted her teeth, and sat into the car.

"You're here?" The old man opened his eyes slowly, "I heard that the Holy Blessing is here?" The old man seemed reluctant to talk too much, and as soon as they met, he went straight to the point.

Hearing the old man's words, Philodé's body shook, although the air conditioner was turned on in the car, her sweat kept coming out of her forehead, and she laughed dryly, "Grandfather, I haven't seen him for a long time, I don't know where he is." ”

"Little girl, don't try to lie to me." The old man pursed his lips, looking not very happy, "He is my own grandson, can I still eat him?" I know he's in there, and if you don't want to say it, I'll send someone in and find him. ”

"Don't!" Philaudet cried out suddenly, her now terrified look very different from her usual appearance, "He's here, he's here." Philaudet nodded vigorously, repeating.

The old man stroked Philodé's hair with pity, "This is good, don't worry, he is my grandson after all." No matter what he does, I will forgive him, but I have been in the Watchman Guild, I haven't seen him for a long time, I miss him very much, you brought him to the Romera Hotel, I want to meet him. ”

Philaudet looked up, her eyes full of horror, her shoulders shaking, and she couldn't say a word.

"By the way, my subordinates have sent news from inside, the owner of this boxing stadium actually wants to deal with my grandson, I have gathered all the subordinates in Chateauroux, and you will take them in with you to teach this boss who does not know the height of the sky, and by the way, protect the Holy Blessing to come to see me, I am waiting for you at the Romera Hotel." The old man closed his eyes again and sat upright, his face expressionless joyless and sad, he was like an ancient monarch who held the power of life and death, wantonly exercising the same innate power in his innate loneliness.

"I'm tired, you can go."

The door was opened again, and the driver stood outside and made a "please" gesture to Philodé. Filaude stepped out of the car in a trance, stumbled to her Ferrari, and looked back at the black Mercedes that had just left the parking space, her eyes dead and gray.

The game in the boxing arena has entered a white heat, the two of you come and go, no one takes much advantage, the more the white wolf fights, the more frightened he becomes, because he finds that no matter how he shoots, the lion will always avoid the edge at a critical time, in the eyes of the white wolf, this opponent at this moment, there is still divine help.

"Who the hell are you?" The white wolf's fist slammed into the air again, which made him depressed to the point of madness.

"You give Mu Qinghe to me, and I'll tell you who I am."

He may think that he is a certain big man, or an ancient emperor, and even knows his name and has to pay a part of the fee, although he doesn't know why he wants to take this Mu Qinghe, who has only two taels of flesh left, as a fee, but, as an opponent, his purpose is to make the other party uncomfortable, no matter what he wants, he must try his best to destroy. That's right, it's the opponent, and when the lion shows his strength, the white wolf officially regards him as an opponent.

"Hey, open the door!" Mu Qinghe lay on the edge of the iron cage and slapped the iron door with great effort.

"Shout what!" The security guard walked over with a rubber stick, "The game is not over yet, according to the regulations, you can't open the door." ”

"What are you kidding, they beat them, I'm easy to be injured here, let me out!" Originally, Mu Qinghe was the luckiest spectator, in this game where even the referee didn't dare to enter the arena, he was the closest person to the boxer, originally he sat on the edge of the boxing arena and watched the two people in the fight with relish, but who would have thought that the style of painting suddenly changed, both of them played a real fire, and the scope of the battle spread to the entire boxing arena, Mu Qinghe couldn't dodge, he was punched twice for a while, and kicked twice for a while. He knew very well that if he stayed any longer, he might not be able to save his life. However, this security guard just won't let himself out.

"Let him out!" The white wolf, who had just shaken off the lion, glared at the security guard, he took off the mask on his face and smiled at Mu Qinghe, "Help me bring the knife." ”

"Big ...... The Great Sage? Mu Qinghe was dumbfounded, and he hurriedly got out of the iron gate, "You wait for me for a while, I'll go get it for you right away." ”

"What, are you going to use a weapon?" The lion stood on the other side of the ring and looked at him playfully, "It's useless if you have a weapon, today I will let you know that there are some gaps that cannot be made up no matter what!" ”

"Since I dare to show my true face, I naturally guessed your identity." Shengyou threw the white wolf mask to the ground, looked at the audience around him, and lowered his voice and said: "You can predict the opponent's moves, you can see through the thoughts of ordinary people's hearts, this ability is indeed perverted, I have never heard of this ability among the known psionic abilities, but the known psionic abilities I am talking about are only recorded in the Guardian Guild." You're not from the guild, so your identity is revealed. ”

"I'm just organized at night, and it's not a secret that you can't see anyone, and you're really annoying to be rambling." The lion waved his hand absently, "Na Na Na, I'm here to fight with you today, don't discuss anything other than fighting with me, okay?" ”

"Great Sage, go on!"

A knife flew over the iron net into the ring, and was caught by Shengyouyi in his hand, "Of course you can, but I'm going to leave you behind today." ”

"Interesting, you Guardian Guild aren't all rotten and open your mouth to talk about guardians, at least you and that Xiongqi principal of Beltamen University have a good appetite for me."

The blade of the Holy Blessing knife was unsheathed, and the blood-red cold light came in the blink of an eye, and the lion hurriedly swallowed the second half of the sentence and hurriedly dodged, "What a fast knife!" The lion avoided the blade, but the mask was shattered by the ensuing sword aura, revealing a face with a long scar.

Mu Qinghe, who was outside the iron cage, saw the lion with his true face revealed, and was so frightened that he couldn't stand steadily, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, "Is he?" ”

At this moment, Shengyou stood with a knife, exuding a compelling aura, his eyes were turning red little by little, the lion stared at Shengyou's eyes curiously, suddenly, the cold hair on his back exploded, a sense of crisis came to his heart, he subconsciously took a step to the right, at this time, a sharp knife appeared as if out of thin air, piercing his shoulder joint.

"Illusion!" The lion held the back of the long knife with his other hand, and his body was carried back by the attack of the knife, "With the interference of illusion and a quick attack, you do have a chance to defeat me." ”

"You're going to be defeated!" Shengyou jerked out his sword, bringing out a bloody arrow. Shengyou swung his sword and was about to strike again, when the lion suddenly gestured with his hand in a pause posture.

"You do have the strength to match me, I'm afraid we will only lose if we continue to fight, I'll let you go, you can go." The lion waved coolly, and after saying that, he walked off the field.

Shengyou sneered, the offensive continued unabated, and the blade continued to sprint with the will to cut through the steel.

"Okay, okay, you win, I can't beat you, okay?" The lion dodged in a hurry and sat down on the stone platform supporting the iron mesh at the edge of the ring, the long knife stopping in front of the tip of his nose.

"Are you throwing in the towel?" Shengyou put away the long knife and asked indifferently.

"Don't be complacent too early, let's fight again when we find a chance in the future, I'll let you see my true strength." After the lion finished speaking, he saw Shengyou draw his long knife again, and hurriedly continued: "I lost, that's right, you barely defeated me. You always pull out the knife, insert it back, pull it out again, insert it back again, you are not tired. My name is Mu Qi. Morga, we'll meet again in the future. After saying that, he stopped caring about Shengyou and lowered his head to deal with his injuries.

"What's going on, did the lion lose?"

"The white wolf won, and I know, oh God, he's my hero!"

"Friends, we have witnessed the birth of a legend, and this game is really exciting."

After a brief silence, the people in the stands finally boiled again, and by tomorrow the name and picture of the white wolf would probably appear in various weekly newspapers and be widely circulated in Chateauroux high society.

"Dear gentlemen, beautiful ladies. First of all, I would like to congratulate you all on witnessing the birth of a hero. At this moment, a deep man's voice suddenly sounded over the loudspeaker, "I am Bobile, the owner of the boxing ring, and I am one of the people who witnessed with you. ”

The sound in the loudspeaker made many people in the stands scoff, although they were excited about the wonderful game, but it does not mean that they forgot the previous little white dog against the three kangaroo brothers, the strength of the little white dog can not be based on the ultimate field at all, but can be in the ultimate game, which has to make people doubt the intentions of the boss of the boxing stadium.

"I sincerely apologize to everyone for the previous little white dog incident, this is a mistake in our boxing stadium's assessment of the strength of the boxer, our boxing stadium will fully bear the corresponding losses, everyone is the old customer of this boxing stadium, it is my Bobil God, and please don't deny the joy that my Bobil Bobbling Stadium has brought to you over the years because of some small things, here, I Bobile send a more sincere apology."

Bobile, the owner of the boxing ring, has been here for many years, and he has not only compensated the guests for their financial losses at all costs, but also patted a few sycophants to please them without a trace.

"But," Bobile's voice suddenly lowered, "there are always some people who don't know how to live and die trying to stop me from bringing joy to everyone, and today, the angry Bobile himself organizes a game for everyone to watch!" ”

He waved his hand, and the security guards and fighters who had been waiting in the background for a long time rushed out, standing all over the ring, surrounding Shengyou in the middle.

"What do you mean, Bobile?" Some puzzled people in the stands asked.

"Everyone just sit down and watch the game, this game is a play-off, White Wolf VS Eighty God of War!" Bobil said viciously, his eyes full of crazy pleasure, a pleasure to trample the legend under his feet and humiliate him to the fullest!

The people present now also understand that this is a trap set by the boss of the boxing stadium against the white wolf, I wonder if the white wolf can escape? That's right, it's to escape, and no one would be foolish enough to think that the White Wolf can defeat them at this time, and the stands are eerily quiet again, and everyone is watching with interest the upcoming legendary fall match.

"Bobile, since it's a game, you have to set up a handicap, and it's interesting to raise gambling funds, do you say?" The lion bandaged his arm, kicked away one of the fighters in front of him, and said to Bobil indifferently.

Bobil showed a cruel smile, "Okay, since the lion has spoken, I, Bobile, will naturally abide by it, I will open a handicap, the odds are one to three, please bet!" ”

The conversation between Bobil and the lion puzzled everyone present, in their opinion, the white wolf must lose this game, who would be stupid enough to bet on him, so what is the point of this bet?

"Boss, the gambling money has been sorted out, and no one is betting on the white wolf." After ten minutes, the attendant finished sorting out the gambling money of the guests and said loudly to Bobile. Those present laughed when they heard this.

"Lion-sama, are you satisfied?" Bobil laughed, "If you don't have anything else to do, get out of the ring and the fight will start right away." ”

"Who says no?" The lion smiled and stretched out his hand to Mu Qinghe, and said loudly: "He bet on the white wolf for 500,000 US dollars, and I will pay it on my behalf." With that, he took out a bank card and threw it to the attendant.

At this time, Mu Qinghe was pressed by two people, holding his head and squatting under the stage, he heard the lion pointing at him, looking up at him, his face was full of astonishment.

"Okay, very good, someone finally bet on the white wolf, the odds are three to one, don't cry when the time comes." Bobile's smile widened when he saw that the attendant had verified that the card was correct.

"I haven't bet yet." The lion spoke again, with a weird smile on his face, "Bobile, I'll make a bet with you alone, I'll bet one million on the white wolf, the odds are ten to ten, do you dare?" ”

A flash of doubt flashed through Bobile's heart, is the lion's head broken? Or does the white wolf really have the strength to defeat his eighty fighters? No, it can't be, does he have anything else to rely on? Bobil couldn't make up his mind for a moment, and stood in silence thinking about it.

"Bobile, bet with him!"

"The odds of one to ten, you don't want someone to give you 10 million for nothing, are you stupid?"

The guests in the stands are a group of guys who are afraid of the chaos in the world, they are here to seek excitement, just ask, is there anything more exciting than now? Pobile was provoked by them, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind.

"Okay, I'll bet with you, if you dare to trick me, I guarantee that you will die worse than the white wolf!"

The lion smiled, took out another bank card and threw it over, then turned his head to look at Shengyou, "Boy, don't lose, I'm betting all my wealth on you." ”

"You dare to use me to make money, Mu Qi. Molga yes? I remember you. Shengyou looked at the lion with fierce eyes, but ignored the many fighters around him.

"Do it!" Bobil gave an order, and everyone gathered around Shengyou, who pointed diagonally at the blade and looked around, not afraid at all.

The so-called Bobil Boring Stadium eighty gods of war looked at each other, and no one wanted to be the vanguard of death, after all, the strength of the white wolf was obvious to all.

"Hahaha, this is the so-called Eighty God of War? A group of wastes who are afraid of death, since you don't dare to do it, then I will take your sacrificial knife first! Shengyou laughed and slashed out, and the two people closest to him only felt an unstoppable aura of slaughter rushing towards them, they retreated in horror, but their necks were cold, and they clearly saw two headless bodies retreating in embarrassment, hey, what a strange thing, how could one of them be dressed the same as the one he was wearing.

The people in the stands watched in horror at the scene in front of them, two corpses with their heads cut off took a few steps back under the action of inertia and fell to the ground with a bang, blood spurting far away. Everyone else in the ring was agitated, perhaps the smell of blood stirred up the bestiality that existed deep within them, and they greedily breathed in the viscous air mixed with blood, picked up the wooden sticks, axes, and knives that had been prepared, and rushed towards the Holy Blessing with a howl.

Bobil looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction, these thugs who had been locked up with wild dogs since he bought them could not resist the temptation of blood. People kept falling in the ring, and the splattered blood fell on the ring like blooming poppies, waving an intoxicating breath for the thugs. They were like a bunch of crazy beasts, one fell, and the other passed over the corpses of their companions and continued to wave the weapons in their hands, trampling on the corpses, and fearless of death!

The distinction between man and beast is blurred, and no scholar can perfectly prove that there is a clear boundary between man and beast, perhaps, the two are intertwined and symbiotic, but when a temptation point that is enough to break the balance appears, it will always be animal nature that dominates the human body.

"Your physical strength has been consumed eighty percent, you still have forty-five enemies, of which the outermost twenty are at the peak of their physical strength, fifteen people still retain more than fifty percent of their physical strength, your training intensity and muscle toughness far exceed theirs, bring these factors into the calculation, after comparing the two, the chance of you being able to win without using psionic energy is, zero." Mu Qi played with the lion mask in his hand that was split in half, staring at the people fighting in the ring without blinking, his brain was racing, "The chance of winning after using psionic energy, ahem, is still zero." ”

There were a few more blood marks on Shengyou on the boxing ring, originally he danced the knife in his hand, and used the blade to wrap his body impenetrable, and no one could get close, but due to excessive physical exertion, he was a little unable to swing the knife, and was found to have a few bites.

"Lost." Mu Qi, who was watching the battle, closed his eyes in pain, "My 10 million! White wolf, I'm going to kill you! ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Shengyou was beaten by a violent man who was not afraid of death and kicked him in the lower abdomen, Shengyou couldn't stand and fell backwards, but the knife in his hand also pierced the heart of the big man, and the others saw Shengyou fall to the ground, and quickly pressed it, and the Arhat pressed Shengyou to the bottom and couldn't move.

"Boom!" At this time, the entire wall connecting the gate was instantly blown to pieces, the entire unfinished building shook, the dust fell on everyone, and everyone in the stands dodged in embarrassment, looking at the black-clothed people who kept rushing in from outside the broken wall with a stunned face.

"Sit down for me, whoever dares to move, I'll let him go to God to find his grandfather!" At the head was a woman, a beautiful young lady in a sexy dress, with a cigarette in her mouth and a bazooka on her shoulder.

She carried the bazooka and glanced at the guests in the stands, all of them screaming and lying on their seats trembling, this kind of American SMAW bazooka that is widely used in war, enough to destroy armored vehicles, no one would be stupid enough to think that their heads can be hard over armored vehicles.

"Miss, this person said he knew you." The two black-clothed men came to Fei Laodai with Mu Qinghe on their feet, and as for those thugs, they had already curled up on the ground with their heads in their hands. Shengyou tore open his clothes and bandaged his wounds, and sat in silence in the ring.

"Hello this beautiful lady, my name is Bobile." Bobilele walked over with a smile on his face and nodded at Philodé.

"It's none of your business, get out!" Philodet waved her hand at the crowd in the stands, "You'd better rot in your stomach tonight, and whoever dares to say it, I'll send you to God for free!" ”

Everyone was pardoned, swearing and swearing, and running out for their lives, and within a few minutes, the stands were all but rubbish, lost shoes, and piles of yellow-brown liquid.

"What are you shaking, what are you afraid of?" Philaudelle kicked the trembling Mu Qinghe, then turned her head to look at the smiling Bobile, who kicked him under his crotch in disgust, and Bobile fell to the ground clutch, howling in pain. Mu Qinghe only felt a chill in his crotch, subconsciously clamped his legs, and looked at Philodé's eyes like looking at a female demon.

"Why did you come? If you're a little later, wait to collect my body. Shengyou turned his head to look at Philodis who was slowly approaching, and said complainingly.

"Then you will die!" Filaudette slapped Shengyou on the head, and Shengyou was injured and couldn't dodge, and was slapped to grin his teeth.

"How can you mobilize so many people?"

"Grandfather has been here, and he said, let you go and see him." Fillaude's expression instantly became cold, "I'll lead them away later, you quickly run away with that little guy and go back to Beltamen University, grandfather can't do anything about you." ”

"I knew that he had to come to me, the black cauldron of the Yudit family would not be carried in vain, besides, I let them carry the pot, this old guy who puts the interests of the family above everything else seems to want to kill his relatives in righteousness." Shengyou smiled and shook his head.

"You didn't bring it on yourself! You know better than I know my grandfather's temper, why are you provoking him? Philodet said angrily.

"I'm too lazy to explain to you, but you're right, I don't have enough strength now, I really can't face him, you can find a way to stop them in a while, I'll withdraw first."

Filaudette is full of black lines, and the person who can say that she runs away so justifiably, and throws all the mess to her own sister, the whole world can do it with her cheap brother.

"Great Sage, are you alright?" Mu Qinghe leaned over to Shengyou and asked.

"How's it going, is it exciting tonight?" Shengyou grinned and whispered.

"Exciting, I've lived so big, I've never done anything so exciting." Mu Qinghe covered his swollen eyes, and in the depths of his eyes, beyond the panic on the surface, Shengyou saw a shining light, like a flame, like a star.

"I'll take you to something more exciting later."

"What for?"

"Go back to school, run back!"

While Mu Qinghe was still using all the knowledge he had learned to think about the meaning of this sentence, Shengyou looked around and dragged him to the door at the right time. There were no obstacles around, and Mu Qi, who was originally in the ring, had long since disappeared, probably running away in the crowd. Fighters crouched on the ground, the stands were empty, and the men in black, led by Philodé, went to the back to search for Bobile's remaining accomplices. No one stopped them, and in the entire empty hall, there were only two teenagers running wildly, ready for a grand escape.

"Slow down, don't run so fast." Mu Qinghe chased after him breathlessly.

The two ran to the river in a park and leaned on the fence to look at the brightly lit city in the distance.

"Mu Qinghe, do you like freedom?" Shengyou suddenly asked loudly.

"Of course!" Mu Qinghe touched the bruises on his face and shouted out loudly.

"Be louder and let the whole world hear." Shengyou raised his arms and shouted.

Mu Qinghe climbed the fence by the river, put his two hands to his mouth to make a amplification, and shouted hysterically at the silent world in the dark: "Of course, I like freedom!" ”

"Hahahahaha

As one of the lyrics says:

Give me some sunshine

Give me some rain and dew

Give me another chance

I want to grow again

We have lost our childhood

Youth will also fade

This moment

Set me free