Right on Target

The host's reaction was a few beats slower, his eyes widened with a funny expression. After a long while, he screamed "Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah wah!"

The reaction of the audience was also a few beats slower, and when the cheers of Boiling Against Yingtian sounded, Xie Zhenshu had already disconnected from the arena by himself. He still wears a nebulizer around his neck, and he doesn't look happy when he wins.

The barrage of paying viewers on the Internet failed to be released. Su Heting guessed that the Colosseum wanted to set Fei Yi's metal wings as the climax of the competition. Unexpectedly, Xie Zhenshu caught them by surprise, the knife was so fast, and directly beheaded Fei Yi .

The audience went mad with the belated pleasure. Su Heting scanned the surrounding seats with his peripheral vision, and saw pale faces immersed in the stimulation of electrodes. They were morbidly obsessed with the moment of decapitation, and kept asking for a replay of the scene where the fat body's head rolled to the ground.

"Ah!" The hermit screamed suddenly, almost taking Su Heting away. He got up and left his seat, and shouted with snot and tears: "Hermit! Hermit is awesome!"

Su Heting: "..."

Fei Yi's real body is still connected to the interface, his numb arms are supporting the seat, his expression is frozen, and the whole person looks even more numb. Because he was thin, his eyes were very abrupt, and he was staring straight at something at the moment, as if he was not dead yet.

The referee ran to Fei Yi and checked his life monitor. After a while, the manager also arrived, looking nervous, whispering to the referee. After only a few minutes of communication between the two sides, the referee left the spot and announced the death of Fei Yi to the host.

Su Heting looked around the audience again, but still did not see Wei Zhixin.

The hermit was sobbing: "I won't care about him being called Brother Xie anymore, I will call him Dad!"

This "Dad" made Su Heting's heart skip a beat. He said without hesitation, "Why? I won so many games and you didn't call me Dad. You just called me when he won?"

The hermit refused: "Do you have an Asura? You will fire a cannon!"

Su Heting said, "Oh, that's all you can do."

He changed his posture, propped his chin, and looked calm, but he was puzzled by his subconscious rebuttal just now. He thought: None of my business? Why should I care what he yells? So what if you call him grandpa... When he thought about it, his eyes turned and fell back on Xie Zhenshu.

Xie Zhenshu disconnected and was about to leave. The manager ran a few steps and said something to him. Su Heting couldn't see the manager's mouth shape clearly from the camera, but could only see the manager's flattering smile.

Seeing this, the hermit became nervous: "Why didn't you let go? Did Wei Zhixin find out and wanted to settle accounts with me?"

The manager bent down, stretched out his hand to the box, and led Xie Zhenshu past.

Su Heting immediately stood up. He felt that his ears were too conspicuous and wanted to wear a hood, but when he stretched out his hand, he remembered that he didn't wear a sweater today, so he had to give up. "Go and see," he said to the hermit.

Boxes are only open to big bosses and favorites for their pre- or post-match use. Go through the corridor on the right side of the auditorium, pass a bathroom, and go up to the upper floor.

This area not only has the reception in the special service box, but also the bodyguards of the bosses. Su Heting and the hermit did not rush upstairs, but stopped at the door of the bathroom. The hermit was prepared, and took out two New World fake cigarettes from his big sleeves, and shared them with Su Heting. The two seemed to be here to smoke and breathe.

Su Heting has never been here, but the hermit has. He stood by the wall, very vigilant, and lowered his voice to the lowest level: "Today's game was unpopular, the boss didn't come much, and there were not many bodyguards. I guess Wei... is on top. Why do you think he called Brother Xie over?"

Su Heting didn't smoke, held the cigarette between his fingers, thought for a moment, and said, "Shut up."

The hermit was not surprised, he just glanced up at the corner of the stairs: "It makes sense, it's in line with the boss's style. Then what should we do, just rush up? He has a gun."

Su Heting squeezed the **** of the cigarette and said truthfully, "I don't know."

He gets annoyed when he sees the ID "Wei Zhixin". To be honest, he doesn't think the eldest sister can solve Wei Zhixin. People like Wei Zhixin take their face too seriously and will not give in for the reason of "liberating all mankind".

Su Heting now only regrets not having a gun.

He has a gun, which he took out of the elevator when he was attacked at the trading site last time, but the gun had no bullets, and he hid it in Yaochi.

The hermit said: "Brother Xie played for me, so I can't let him suffer for nothing. Is it too late for me to go up and beg Wei Zhixin for mercy? If he wants money, I'll find a way to give it to him. If he wants sincerity, I'll do it." Kowtow to him a few times."

Su Heting said: "He wants tens of millions, what do you get for it?"

The hermit's face was pale, and he said blankly, "So many?"

Su Heting continued: "He wants your two legs, how will you give them?"

"It's unreasonable!" The hermit was dumbfounded after finishing speaking.

The big boss didn't make sense at all.

The two were silent, when Su Heting's cat ears moved suddenly, and he heard someone calling in the bathroom.

"One must be killed tonight, and we can't be angry every time." Viper stood up and stood in front of the mirror. While letting the automatic facility wash his hands, he said to the communicator, "Who can Xing Tian control? That woman is right No, even if my boss really killed the cat, what can she do."

A person came in from behind, and Viper only glanced at it from the corner of his eye. He hadn't seen it before, so he didn't worry about it.

He just got out of the hospital today and is in a good mood. The little brother on the other end of the intercom can flatter, and the words make him feel comfortable. He stretched out his hand to dry, and was talking happily: "My boss—damn!"

The hermit raised his cloak and covered the adder from behind. Knowing that the Viper reacted quickly, he immediately tied his arms around the Viper's half body and warned, "Don't say anything—"

The Viper didn't move, but slammed its head back, causing the hermit's nose to bleed.

The hermit "ah" and let go of his hand. He really couldn't fight, so he covered his nose and reported to Su Heting: "He took a guy!"

Viper kicked back first and grabbed the hermit's arm, but before he could turn the hermit over, he was kicked in the back.

It's day!

The Viper hit the mirror directly, before the robe on his head slipped off, Su Heting grabbed his neck from behind and slammed into the mirror hard. The mirror cracked with a "bang", but Su Heting didn't care, and it stopped until Viper's face was bleeding.

Viper was discharged from the hospital less than two hours later, his face and head were pricked with mirror fragments, and his face was covered with blood. He exhaled, but before he could speak, Su Heting forcefully threw him on the mirror, his whole face was pressed against the broken part of the mirror, and he cried out in pain: "Mom!"

Su Heting pressed him down: "Is your eyes okay?"

Viper's eyes hurt when he heard this voice, he was full of resentment, and gritted his teeth at Su Heting: "Thanks to you! Damn it, you still dare to follow me!"

Su Heting touched Viper's in-ear communicator with his other hand, and pulled the communicator out. The adder howled in pain, and within a few screams, the hermit gagged his mouth with a rag.

Su Heting stomped Viper's communicator, and asked, "The man with the steel knife from last time is also upstairs?"

Viper's breath was heavy, he had never suffered this kind of crime, and he didn't nod when he heard the words, but just stared at Su Heting.

Su Heting pinched Viper's head, saw his new eyes, and smiled at him.

Viper laughed silly at Su Heting, he thought of the cat's fingers, and his back felt cold. Suddenly he started shaking his head wildly, not answering Su Heting, but dodging. His face was squeezed into the mirror, and he didn't even care about the broken glass.

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Wei Zhixin is watching videos, which is his hobby. He paused for a while, like a director, and said to Xie Zhenshu: "I know that cat is with you, how much money can the splicer have? He invested all his net worth to you today, which shows that he treats you well." trust."

Xie Zhenshushi, the **** is holding the cigarettes given by Wei Zhixin, which are real cigarettes, the kind that are sold at high prices on the black market. He heard Wei Zhixin call "cat", his brows were slightly frowned, but he didn't say anything.

Wei Zhixin sat on the sofa with his back, and the man with the steel knife stood behind him. He stared at Xie Zhenshu, with a very gentle attitude: "I only want the cat's tail and eyes, not his life."

Xie Zhenshu raised his eyes and repeated: "Tail and eyes?"

"Both of these are his implants, and you can replace them with new ones if you take them off." Wei Zhixin played with the remote control, "I'm being so polite to save you. Mr. Xie, last time King Shen's bet made us Gathering here. I didn't intend to talk to you until I watched today's game and recognized you as Ashura. I believe you, you're not one of those splicers running down the street...you're not a splicer, you have that money , you can be one of us. I welcome you very much, and I am also willing to build a bridge to introduce you to a new friend like me. Now, I have only one request, can you help me?"

He spoke easily, as if tail docking and eye gouging didn't hurt at all.

Wei Zhixin saw Xie Zhenshu's financial resources in King Shen's gambling game. Although he hadn't found out where Xie Zhenshu's money came from, he guessed that Xie Zhenshu might be a capable general under the command of a big man. Otherwise, how could a stitcher have so much money? Recently, the eldest sister has been putting pressure on him. He doesn't want to make enemies anymore, so he specially invited Xie Zhenshu to shake hands with Xie Zhenshu.

However, Xie Zhenshu is Xie Zhenshu, Su Heting is Su Heting, Wei Zhixin doesn't want to just let Su Heting go, he wants Su Heting to pay the price. A stray cat living in a tube building, a pool of mud that he couldn't even look down, caused him to lose two games. He wanted Xie Zhenshu to use the cat as a stepping stone.

There was also a row of people standing behind Xie Zhenshu, not his people, but Wei Zhixin's bodyguards. The muzzles of the bodyguards were right behind Xie Zhenshu's head, waiting for him to speak. He raised his finger slightly and smelled the smoke. He didn't like the smell of the smoke.

He drooped his eyes and said truthfully, "I—"

He only said "I", and the door suddenly burst open.

The bodyguards in the room immediately turned their guns and aimed at the door.

The doorway was full of gunpowder smoke, and before the bodyguard could yell at him, Viper was kicked in. He rolled on the ground a few times, unable to speak through the gagged mouth, he could only hum.

Viper: There's a flashbang—

The flash bomb exploded immediately, the sound wave burst out instantly, and the white light was bright. The bodyguards immediately covered their heads and protected their eyes.

The hermit shouted: "Brother Xie, run!"

Wei Zhixin said, "Who would dare—"

Before he finished speaking, the back of his head was pinned down, and he slammed his head against the coffee table. Xie Zhenshu strangled his neck with expressionless face and terrifying hand strength, and actually wanted to kill him.

The hermit was terrified, his eyes were so pierced by the white light that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and he cried while crying: "My God, you two are absolutely perfect!"

At critical moments, pinch people's necks first!