The curator has never done this kind of thing, he has always been frank and accustomed, and it is really a little embarrassing for him to make a champion shady curtain now, not to mention, he also feels that this kind of behavior is not good, and it is easy to stifle talents. I finally mustered up the courage to say the words, but after being interrupted by Ye Jiujiu, I couldn't say it a second time, and nodded a little embarrassed: "That's right." ”

"We mean, we want you to lose the game." The curator couldn't say anything, and the man sitting on the side said it for the curator. "We will not be stingy with compensation."

Ye Jiujiu looked at the man, thirty-seven or eighteen years old, with an inch head, very sharp eyes, dark skin, powerful figure, prominent green tendons on the back of his hands, and the explosive power of his fists was extraordinary, the fist of the whole person, even if one punch could kill an adult man, Ye Jiujiu would not feel strange.

His voice was as resolute and powerful as his people.

"Before you come here to compete, there are no rules like that." Ye Jiujiu had a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, not showing a little cowardice because of the man's strength.

"Let's fight fakes?" Ding Xiaoxiao is lawless, since she was a child, she was afraid of being beaten by Lu Xingzhan, and other people really haven't made her afraid. "We can't do this kind of thing, we don't respect our opponents, we don't respect ourselves, and our so-called compensation is not uncommon for us."

The curator originally admired Ye Jiujiu and Ding Xiaoxiao, but now he looked at it differently, I don't know if the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, these two young girls are actually more courageous than him.

"It's not a discussion, it's an order." The man said word by word, forcefully.

"Coincidentally, we are not discussing, it is a decision, we decide, we will never fake, if you want the position of the champion, you can, you can come with real skills." Ding Xiaoxiao was not frightened by the man's tough attitude, but stood up angrily, crossed his hands on his hips, and said menacingly.

Ye Jiujiu didn't speak, nor did she stop it, the more they were like this, the more she wanted to get the championship position.

"You guys are toasting and not eating and drinking?" The man's body is imposing, with a murderous aura, and he is a person who has been stained with blood on his hands, and only such a person can have such a terrifying momentum.

As soon as he was angry, if he was an ordinary person, he would not dare to speak or move at all, but on the contrary, he was facing Ye Jiujiu and Ding Xiaoxiao.

Ding Xiaoxiaotian is not afraid, let alone him, even if Lu Xingzhan comes, she dares to say a few words, it is one thing to be afraid or not, and it is another thing to admit it or not.

Ye Jiujiu is even more needless to say, all the people in the world add up, Ye Jiujiu feels that there may not be Feng Mo Jiang's body is actually terrifying, for a long time Feng Mo will be stared at by those ice blue, like thousands of years of eyes, he has long been immune, where can this person be scared?

"Come on, give us a penalty drink, I don't believe it, in broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, can you still kill people?" Ding Xiaoxiao became more and more unscrupulous.

Ye Jiujiu holds his forehead, there are some black lines, eldest sister, is it broad daylight?

It's dark now, if you don't turn on the lights, you can't see your fingers, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it's a murderous night!

Ding Xiaoxiao paused, and also felt that the description was not appropriate, but this is not important, the important thing is the momentum, and the loser does not lose the battle...... None of them lost.