The night in the frontier city is gradually deepening.

But it has also become extremely chaotic, and the originally remote and quiet city has become a chicken, flying and jumping at this moment.

A few roars can be heard from time to time.

"Shameless, didn't you say you were okay with me?"

"Damn, you want to eat black!"

"I'm Qi Tian, Qi..."

"Long-winded..."

Accompanied by all kinds of noisy and scolding sounds, it was also accompanied by these onlookers-by, raising their mobile phones to take videos.

Compared with the always comfortable Mocheng, the folk customs of Xinjiang City are more fierce.

In border cities, all kinds of scenes have been witnessed.

This kind of fight between several candidates is not worth mentioning to them.

As for the broken things, go back and open the ticket, just find the ink academy to compensate.

It can't arouse the waves in their hearts in the slightest.

Just like the cult invasion last year, they just sat quietly in their rooms, waiting for the incident to end.

The small scene now is more like a seasoning in a boring life.

"Together, we can lock in two spots."

At this time, Yuan Zhong seemed to be a little lacking in qi, and the white long hair of Kill Matt was gone, and he changed his hair to a pink one, leaning against the wall, with a cigarette in his mouth, and said with some melancholy.

Obviously, this pink hairstyle represents another kind of character.

"Heh..."

"Only the incompetent will cooperate with others!"

"But I can rely on my own strength to kill it!"

"This is the road that belongs to me, and it is also the road that belongs to the Monkey King!"

Qi Tian sneered, looking at Yuan Zhong's eyes with some arrogance.

Yuan Zhong flicked the cigarette ash lightly, but he was choked by the cigarette and coughed twice, so he was a little helpless to puff out the cigarette.

That melancholy momentum seems a little at this moment... Nondescript.

"When Monkey King ascended to Heaven..."

"And a few sworn brothers."

"Did you really read that book?"

His eyes were a little strange when he looked at Qi Tian, and there was a vague hint of helplessness.

This man...

Everything, talented, experienced, resilient.

The only downside is...

Too silly.

Too stupid to communicate.

"Heh..."

"You don't understand me, let alone Monkey King."

"He... It's lonely after all! ”

At this time, Qi Tian's expression was solemn, and there was a little loneliness in his eyes.

The energy in his body was refined at this moment.

Yuan Zhong was stunned.

He just watched Qi Tian carry the iron rod upside down, dragging it on the ground, and even rubbed some sparks.

Standing on the empty street, Qi Tian tilted his head slightly.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky...

"I'm Qi Tian!"

"Or, don't mess with me, let me advance."

"Or, kill me now!"

"I'll be waiting for you here before dawn!"

Qi Tian's shouts echoed in the quiet of the night.

In the dark night, a pair of eyes watched this scene silently, without any action.

Until...

"Sick, don't you know what time it is?"

"This rookie has a brain problem!"

A cabbage gang was thrown out of the window and smashed on Qi Tian's head, accompanied by the curse of a middle-aged woman.

In the last second, there was my invincible Qi Tian, and it wilted down in an instant.

Silently pulled the cabbage off his head and threw it on the side of the road.

I took a deep breath and tried to get myself back to that state, with sharp eyes and active energy!

The iron rod was even more firmly grasped in his hand.

"Sure enough..."

"This man is stupid."

On the street corner, Yuan Zhong watched this scene, muttered to himself, lit a cigarette for himself again, took a hard puff, and continued to cough.

At this moment, in the dark corner, a person sneakily appeared behind Yuan Zhong.

The moment he coughed, the brick in his hand slapped at the back of Yuan Zhong's head.

It's all silent.

There was a muffled sound.

Yuan Zhong staggered two steps forward, looking a little dazed, shaking his head, years of experience in street fighting, even let him know what happened without looking back.

In particular, the touch of the slab bricks is more obvious.

didn't have time to deal with the dizziness in his head, Yuan Zhong rolled around on the ground, and bounced the lit cigarette in his hand backwards, touching the sneak attacker.

Sparks splash.

Barely able to see the outline of a figure.

Yuan Zhong took a deep breath, and his figure gradually became dim and disappeared in place.

"This man's head..."

"It's hard."

The man with the brick muttered to himself.

At this time, it is not a good thing to attack the whole body on alert, and Qi Tian of the second awakened person.

Opposite...

Yuan Zhong, a guy who doesn't smoke and smokes hard, is more reasonable.

And the light of the fire in the dark night is too obvious.

It's just that what surprised him was that when a brick went down, Yuan Zhong didn't have anything to do.

"It's a pity."

The sneak attacker was still carrying the brick in his hand, and he was a little at a loss.

Until a vague figure appeared behind him.

Followed by...

There was a muffled sound.

The same bricks, knocked in the same place.

"Oh, stuffy..."

"Not professional at all."

Yuan Zhong threw the brick on the ground with some melancholy, sighed softly, and then tied the man up, stuffed him into a corner, and gagged him with a sock.

Only then did he leave slowly.

It's just that he doesn't dare to smoke anymore.

"Senior, I..."

"Where's my dorm?"

The little fat man knocked on Sun Wen's door, but unfortunately, there was no response in the room, and even the lights were dim.

"Is it because I performed too well during the day that I was jealous of my seniors?"

"Or does he hate people like him..,"

Wang Youcai stood in the corridor of the dormitory, looking at the moonlight outside the window, muttering to himself.

"Perhaps, starting tomorrow, I'll be a little more stupid."

The little fat man's whisper echoed through the room.

And the other side.

Sun Wen, Atai, Zhao Zicheng, Mu Yu, at this time are standing on the top floor of the tallest building in Xinjiang, the Golden Ingot Chain Hotel, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, drinking red wine, overlooking the city, by the way...

Watching these people perform.

Not far away, on the wall, there is a large screen.

The screen is split into screens, showing what the candidates are doing.

HD version.

"It's more comfortable to look at it this way."

Sun Wen took a sip of red wine and muttered to himself.

Atai just looked at it innocently, still holding a few buns in his hand, his face full of pleasure.

Mu Yu was still cold.

Only Zhao Zicheng, his demeanor is almost the same as Sun Wen.

Lean back in your chair.

"Tut, how much surveillance have you hidden in Xinjiang City?"