0126 Hell yes

The first day of the City Race.

On the TV station in City Z, although there is no audience, many media outlets have surrounded it. A lot of qualified people, taking advantage of all kinds of connections, also sneaked into the TV tower, ready to witness this fighting match with their own eyes!

Among these people, there are two petite and beautiful figures. The two of them hid in a small dressing room and took off their cheongsams to reveal their perfect figures.

"Sister...... Here's how we ...... Okay......"

Xu Yuehua asked weakly.

"It's okay, I started very neatly, I didn't reveal my identity, and I was foolproof. ”

Xu Yanxia said as she put on a female reporter's OL uniform. She lifted her slender long legs and slipped on the tight skirt, frowning slightly.

"It's really uncomfortable to wear. ”

Xu Yuehua changed into a sportswear, which belongs to a photographer. By this time, the two unlucky ghosts had been knocked unconscious and locked in a cabinet next to them. The two sisters were kind, and only took their coats and left the clothes inside.

"But...... Here's how we ...... It's not so good for them. ”

Xu Yuehua is still a little worried, "They are likely to lose their jobs because of this ......"

"My good sister, when is it, still thinking about this!"

Xu Yanxia sneered, "For the glory of the Xu family, I even have the consciousness of killing! If you can't do it, just give up!"

"I, I've also become enlightened!"

Xu Yuehua's face was red, and she said with some excitement.

"Hmph, sister, you can't do it, go back quickly, grandpa must miss you. ”

"I, I'm not going to throw in the towel!"

The two girls changed their clothes as they spoke. Xu Yanxia dressed up as a female reporter, tied up her hair, and found a pair of glasses frames from the dressing room, put them on her face, and held a microphone in her hand. And Xu Yuehua was wearing a black tracksuit, which was slightly wide, so she had to pull up her trouser legs and sleeves. She wore a peaked cap to cover her face, and carried a camera on her shoulder, pretending to be a photographer.

Although the two girls are only seventeen years old, their height is not short, they are both one meter and seven tall. Dressed like this, I can't tell the real from the fake for a while. The two of them hung their press cards around their necks, and then walked out of the dressing room and walked towards the roof.

On the top floor of the TV tower, there is a special staff guard. Anyone other than these previously invited media outlets are not eligible to enter.

The view from the top floor of this TV tower is particularly beautiful, and here is a beautiful rooftop revolving restaurant, and the whole floor slowly rotates to the music. Through the surrounding glass, you can see the city below. Under the overlook of this sky, Z city is still very beautiful.

Media outlets are already holding up cameras, waiting for the game to begin.

Almost all the shots are aimed at the representative players of Z City! This guy is a fat man, at least more than 300 pounds, and he is full of fat! He only wears a Japanese-style big pants, hugs his belly, sits at the dining table, and is eating seafood!

This guy's stomach doesn't know what it's made of, it's like a sewer, snorting, a slow motion with his left hand and right hand, and the one that eats is called a joy, and he doesn't even mean to stop. A hostess next to her was still excited like Gao Chao, and said vigorously at the camera.

"Look, everyone, this is Wang Song, our representative martial artist in Z City! He's an excellent sumo wrestler, and everyone looks at his figure, just like King Kong. In order to control his weight, he needs to eat constantly. Everyone, please see, the players in Y City seem to be scared, and they haven't arrived yet, our Wang Song players are eating elegantly, and he seems to have won the battle!"

They are excited, but the senior sister here is worried.

Luo Sheng, this kid, why hasn't he arrived yet, why is he doing? It's almost five o'clock, why haven't you seen anyone yet? Could it be that he has lost his way? Senior sister is angry with Luo Sheng, and she is also angry with herself. If I had known this, I really shouldn't have let him go out and wander around! I should have kept an eye on him!

Just when the senior sister was worried, in the special passage next to her, a person came out. This person was wearing a red and white sportswear, an eagle head mask, and he walked with an evil spirit. Seeing this person, the media's camera immediately panned over and slapped him vigorously. And the senior sister also put her mind at ease, but she rolled her eyes again and snorted.

"Dead ghost, do you still know how to come?"

As soon as the words came out, she regretted it a little, it sounded, how wrong it sounded!

"I've been waiting, Senpai. ”

Luo Sheng also knew that he was too late, and the senior sister must be worried.

"I'll teach you a lesson!

The senior sister counted Luo Sheng two more sentences, but now is not the time to blame him, she has to let him play quickly.

"That's my opponent? ”

How can this be called quite fat, the body of this sumo wrestler Wang Song is simply a mountain of meat. He saw Luo Sheng coming over and patted his belly.

"Would you like to eat something?"

"Forget it, the stuff here is too average. ”

Although it is an expensive revolving restaurant, Luo Sheng knew as soon as he smelled the smell that the food was average and fooled people. Eating here, I'm afraid that what you eat is worth a price.

"Food is energy, you don't even understand this, and you still want to participate in the city races?"

Sumo wrestler Wang Song seemed a little disappointed, "I thought it would be a good player, it's boring, it's boring, just let me send you away, and then eat." ”

"Please. ”

Luo Sheng saluted first and then soldiers, he rolled up his sleeves and put on the posture of the Heavenly Demon Hand.

The little loose hand handed over to him by the wine saint is indeed good. But he felt that he could combine it with his Heavenly Demon Hand. No matter how powerful Sanshou is, it is also a fighting art, how can it be compared with immortal arts. This day the demon hand was just remembered by chance, and he was not skilled in using it, and he had risen to the second stage a few days ago, and now with the compensation of the loose hand, Luo Sheng was confident that the power was much greater.

As the saying goes, the master leads the way into the door, and the cultivation is personal. Although the Wine Saint taught him well, he couldn't learn death himself! He wasn't a martial artist, he was a cultivator!

"It's just miscellaneous fish, what's the hurry. ”

Wang Song snorted coldly, "When I finish eating this plate of dumplings, don't disturb my appetite!"

As soon as his words fell, Luo Sheng didn't scold, but his heart moved, and the three-eyed blood baby lying on his shoulder immediately opened his eyes and glanced at Wang Song.

I don't know how to get it, the plate of dumplings suddenly flew up, with a whole plate of steaming dumplings, snapped, and buckled on Wang Song's face.

Even if Wang Song's skin is rough and his flesh is thick, he was burned and screamed. He shook his face, and the fat flew around with the dumplings. Now that he probably didn't have the mood to eat, he raised his foot, slammed on the ground, and cursed in his mouth.

"What the hell, hell!"