Master Of Martial Arts Has An Advanced Optical Brain

The Toyer Tavern was full of people, full of young men and women who entered the carnival, twisting their bodies frantically with the beating lights and violent music, the atmosphere was extremely hot.

Several young girls have even taken off their shirts, holding them in their hands and dancing continuously, ignoring the snow-white face on their chests, which is exposed in front of everyone, shaking with their bodies, and not caring about the hot gazes projected around them. Instead, he puffed out his chest proudly, showing his towering height with a proud face.

However, in such a frenetic atmosphere, there is a corner that has been quiet all the time. The passion flowing around the tavern seems to disappear without a trace as soon as it hits this corner.

This small corner, like an iceberg in the flames, seems out of place.

However, when everyone passed this corner, they automatically avoided it.

Father Haskeman was sitting in this corner, his eyes swept over the girls who were naked, showing a sneer.

He was sure that the wine that the **** just handed to these girls must have added ingredients. Their fate this evening must fall into the hands of the bastards, who will be played with a lot of fun, and then tomorrow morning I don't know where I am naked.

As for whether they are dead or alive, it depends on their luck.

Father Haskeman had seen too many such things, and naturally he would not have the slightest sympathy for these girls.

Since they dare to come here, they must be mentally prepared to accept this fate.

And what will happen to those **** who play with them, Father Haskeman is even more interested in paying attention.

This is the Sapphire Star Field, this is the Leppler Planet, there are no **** state regimes, no **** laws.

People who live here, if you want to live well, you only need a big enough fist.

Because Daddy Huskman's fist is big enough, even though he seems out of place sitting here, no one dares to provoke him casually.

The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a young man who looked less than 20 years old walked in.

Father Haskeman habitually glanced at the new guest, but was slightly taken aback, his eyes narrowed, his eyes involuntarily fell on the young man, and he took a serious look.

This young man's body is not particularly strong, but he is very well-proportioned. His body and pace look nothing special, but if you look closely, you will find that it seems to maintain this very special rhythm.

Father Haskeman deliberately affirmed that if someone wanted to attack him now, he would definitely meet his most direct and violent counterattack.

This young man is actually a good martial artist!

Papa Haskeman is a little weird.

Toyer Tavern is most famous for the wine and women here. This little guy, who is obviously under 20 years old, looks a little delicate. It can be seen that he has received a good tutor and should be very disciplined. How could he come here? Come?

Father Haskeman even noticed that after he came in, he was obviously not suitable for the environment in the tavern. After looking around, he immediately avoided his eyes when he saw the girls with naked upper body in the field. Embarrassed look!

Oh my gosh! But after seeing a few rotten flesh with no features on his chest, he was actually shy!

Father Haskeman was a little surprised, and looked at the young man with a little amusing... Or should I say the boy moved over with difficulty in the crowd, and finally walked directly in front of him.

"Hello." The boy glanced at Daddy Haskeman, greeted politely first, hesitated for a while, and then continued to ask, "Are you Daddy Haskeman?"

Father Huskman can see all kinds of people in this tavern every day, but such a young and immature rookie is really rare.

Hearing that he actually said his name, Father Haskeman was not too surprised.

It seems that although this boy is obviously coming here for the first time, he has already inquired about the information of the Toyer Tavern in advance and knows his existence.

"I am. What? Boy, do you have something to do with me?"

Father Haskeman was a little bored, and now that such a special boy has appeared, he is intrigued.

"If you want to drink, go to the bar and ask for it directly. For the sake of your first visit, you can tell me my name and I'll buy you a drink. If you want to find a woman, there are many there, as long as you can see Come on, or if you are willing to pay a little money, most of the women over there can have **** with you at any time. And there are a lot of little **** who like you as a handsome chick, you don't even need to spend money. "

The boy immediately blushed and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I'm not here to drink and... to find a woman, I'm here to find you..."

Having said that, the boy glanced left and right, got a little closer, and said in a low voice, "I'm looking for you to apply for punching."

"Punching?" Father Haskeman was stunned, and then looked at the boy carefully, his eyes narrowed when he thought of what he had observed when he entered the door just now. "Who introduced you?"

The boy raised his hands and folded them together in a strange gesture.

Seeing this gesture, Father Huskman's expression slowed down a little, looked at the boy again, and asked, "Since it was introduced by them, it's no problem, come with me."

Father Haskeman stood up, waved at the boy, turned and walked towards the back of the pub.

The boy followed obediently, and the two walked out of the back door of the tavern, took a few steps in an extremely secluded alley, and turned around to enter a nearby door.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a huge explosion of cheers from inside, and the sound seemed to shake the whole house down.

The gate looks unremarkable from the outside, but inside is a huge hollow space that is almost the same as a standard basketball court, with a three-story building.

The space was surrounded by two floors and multiple rows of seats. At this time, it was already crowded with people, but no one was sitting. All of them stood there, screaming and cheering at the center of the venue, and all of them looked extremely excited.

In the middle of the space, there is a huge blank space.

In the center of the venue, two figures were staggering back and forth, and there was a muffled sound from time to time, but the two warriors were fighting fiercely.

From the close-up on the virtual big screen above the field, it can be seen that the two of them have been beaten with blood at this time, and their bodies are covered with scars, which shows that the battle is extremely fierce.

Father Haskeman glanced at the boy beside him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Seeing that his eyes fell on the center of the field, he didn't have the slightest fear or discomfort, and he was extremely calm, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Boy, ask you again, are you sure you want to participate?" Father Haskeman asked in a deep voice. "Since you found me, you must know the rules here. If you are injured here, or even killed directly, we will not be responsible, and no one will be responsible for this, understand?"

"Understood." The boy smiled and nodded.

Father Haskeman snorted coldly, opened a virtual screen, and pushed the boy Chu down.

"Okay, fill in your personal information."

Seeing the boy preparing to fill in, Father Huskman reminded him.

"Better not to use your real name."

"Really?" The boy froze for a moment, thought for a moment, and then filled in a line on the name of his profile.

"Virgin 001". (To be continued.)