The two of them were so busy that they had to work together.

Zidian returned to the arena.

Back to the little nest that belonged to her.

There was only a bed and a TV in the wooden house of less than four square meters.

Every night she lay down or huddled in the corner. The mobile phone and TV were the only things that could help her pass the time and comfort her numb heart. But now everything around her seemed to come alive, even though the room was still embarrassing and dim even when the lights were turned on.

But she just felt that.

It seemed that everything was getting better.

No matter what she wanted to do, she had the motivation.

"It's these four illegal modules that I have to go to the modification shop and ask someone to help me install them." Zidian's mind flashed with a girl wearing glasses and always looking serious. Her illegal modified modules were made by that big guy. Without the help of that big guy, she couldn't stand in the cruel arena by herself, let alone make money.

Zidian remembered and was grateful to those who helped her.

She tidied up the room to make this small space look neater and more in line with her mood. Then she was about to go out with the module when the door of the room was knocked.

[Dongdongdong——! ]

"Zidian, can you come out for a while?"

It was the voice of the owner of the arena.

Speaking of which, today she also caused trouble for the owner of the arena.

After the third game, she fainted in the arena, and it was the robot girl of the boss's faction who carried her down.

"Right away." Zidian opened the door with his coat on.

At the door, the fat owner of the arena was smiling.

"Zidian, you have been fighting in my arena for so long, and your popularity is the highest in our arena. I was so excited watching you fight three matches in a row today, as if I found the feeling of my youth, so..."

Find the feeling of passion in youth?

Zidian glanced at the boss, with a vigilant look on his face. He left the door ajar and said in a cold tone:

"Boss, although I make money from underground fights, it doesn't mean I have to kill Ji Niang. You should find someone else for the kind of unlimited fighting that blasphemes life."

The fat boss was stunned and quickly explained: "That's not what I meant! I plan to improve your treatment and make you a star player in our arena!"

Zidian looked at the fat boss suspiciously.

Do underground black matches in the arena also have to have trump cards like clubs?

It makes sense, but is it necessary...

"Zidian, I'm thinking of packaging you well, so that more people can watch the game and bet on you in the future, and then every time you appear, it will have a gimmick effect. Do you know what a gimmick is?" The fat boss wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It was the task given by Boss Xu to fool Zidian.

But he is so old, it is really difficult for him to make up a perfect reason.

"I don't know." Zidian shook his head blankly.

"Well, anyway, it's a way to make money. You still participate in the gladiatorial contest like before, but I can make more money."

"Oh..."

"Then are you willing to do it? Don't you have to pay the penalty? The salary will be improved, and you will pay the penalty faster."

When the boss said this, Zidian became excited.

He nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice: "No problem, just follow your arrangement."

The boss breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that fortunately this silly girl is still easy to fool.

"Then as the popular ace of this arena, first of all, you can't live here. It doesn't suit your status. Pack up your things and I'll find you another place."

Since she has accepted the boss's setting, Zidian's execution ability is very high.

She retreated into the house and poked her head out in less than thirty seconds.

She was holding a stack of racing suits, a jacket, a bed sheet and a small TV in her hand, and her mobile phone was in her bag.

The boss twisted his mouth: "You, that's all you have?"

"Yes." Zidian nodded.

These are all her belongings.

She doesn't eat snacks, has no entertainment needs, and drinks tasteless nutrient solution when she is hungry.

This tasteless one is the cheapest.

In addition, the machine girl doesn't sweat, so she only needs the most basic change of clothes.

"Okay, follow me."

The boss thought that this machine girl was too miserable, but he was always thinking about making money before and really didn't pay attention to Zidian's life.

He brought Zidian to a spacious room, about 70 to 80 square meters, which was not only spacious and bright, but also fully equipped with all kinds of furniture and facilities.

Zidian

Under the lights, the power station was holding his little thing, looking shy and timid.

"You will live here from now on, and here are the keys."

The boss took out a bunch of keys and stuffed them into Zidian's pocket: "I also assigned you a robot assistant. If you need anything, just tell her directly. Then you will attend a fight once a week, and the prize money is fixed at 1.2 million. The medical expenses after the game will be paid by the arena. We will send a professional functional robot girl to treat you. You will rest for the next six days. Without the permission of the arena, you cannot participate in other underground competitions privately."

This condition is too generous.

Let alone the place to live, 1.2 million for each game and including treatment is enough for her to refuse.

She even wondered if she was dreaming?

1.2 million a week, 5 million a month.

Then it will only take three or four months, before the provincial competition, she can pay off the penalty!

At that time, she will be completely free! !

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the boss warned her seriously: "Zidian, you are now the ace player of this arena. We must restrict your freedom. You can only participate in our arena competitions, otherwise it will be a mess. If you have any objections, you can resign."

"I, I have no objection!"

Zidian bowed, lowered her head, and tears came out of her eyes.

"Thank you for giving me such an opportunity! I will definitely work hard!"

"Well, then sign the contract."

The boss took the contract and left.

This contract must be given to Xu Yuyang and Su Nian as proof that he has done this.

Zidian lay blankly on the big bed in the new room, staring at the crystal chandelier above his head.

Are there really gods in this world?

Zidian doesn't know.

If there are.

Then maybe the gods are Su Nian and Xingchen.

At least since she met Su Nian and Xingchen, every day of her life has been getting better.

"I will work hard to become a mecha girl worthy of them."

Zidian clenched his fists, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared, leaving only determination and fighting spirit.

"Start training for straight-line acceleration tonight!!"

BSC Club.

Qin Yuechu was so angry that she trembled all over when she watched the report of Aikun Channel on TV.

Especially when she saw her leaving, she was so cool and her back was so handsome, but what happened? Those damn paparazzi actually labeled her as a fleeing person? ! What could she flee for? Her opponent was just a magician.

She was not afraid at all!

Qin Yuechu couldn't hold it anymore, and smashed everything around her.

Liefeng huddled in the corner, hugging his knees and not daring to say a word.

He kept repeating in his mouth, 'You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me'.

But a woman in a rage will indiscriminately lock on to all creatures within a 50-meter range and pour fire on them.

Qin Yuechu turned her head and glared at Liefeng, her red eyes scanning around Liefeng, looking for a breakthrough.

At this time, she only needed an excuse to launch an attack.

Sometimes, even an excuse was not needed.

"Liefeng!!"

Qin Yuechu remembered that Liefeng entered the room with his right foot first today, and she couldn't stand it.

She blushed directly!!!

"Xiao Yueyue~" At this time, a feminine male voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

The furious Qin Yuechu entered the pause state and saved Liefeng's life.

A man with a flamboyant look came in with a twisted waist.

This is the owner of the BSC Club, named Wang Hao, an entrepreneur and Qin Yuechu's fiancé.

He likes Qin Yuechu very much, and the BSC Club was originally established for Qin Yuechu.

All of Qin Yuechu's things, including the machine girl, modules, and technology, were basically bought with his money.

"Who made our little Yueyue so unhappy?"

Wang Hao came to Qin Yuechu and glanced at the TV. The smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes flashed coldly: "These paparazzi are really tired of living. They are not afraid of being put into a sack and beaten up and dragged to the dock and sunk into the river when they are walking at night."

Qin Yuechu's anger dissipated a lot when she saw Wang Hao.

She pursed her lips and said gloomily: "The reporters of Aikun TV have official backgrounds and cannot be touched. Let's forget it. Just put them in a sack and beat them up."

"No problem, arrange it immediately~" Wang Hao took out his mobile phone and sent a few text messages.

Seeing that Qin Yuechu was still angry, he asked: "Besides these reporters, there should be other reasons, right?"

"Well, I came back soaking wet yesterday. I was so angry at the time that I didn't explain to you. In fact, it was because I was knocked off the bridge."

"Magician and Xingchen?" Wang Hao had seen the news a long time ago.

He did it on purpose

Pretending to be ignorant, this way she could show off in front of Qin Yuechu and focus on enhancing their relationship.

"Yes." Qin Yuechu gritted her teeth.

Wang Hao hugged Qin Yuechu's waist and said with a smile: "How do you want to deal with them, little Yueyue~ There is no wild driver in a club, just play with them casually."

Qin Yuechu was silent for a while, but for the first time, she did not respond to Wang Hao's words.

She just crossed her arms and frowned: "I want to beat him on the provincial track."

She is now called the queen of the track, and it is inevitable to be criticized for using those dirty tricks on the track.

Only by crushing Su Nian and Xingchen with absolute strength, the people around her will be completely convinced.

Only in this way can she be in line with her status as the queen of the track.

Wang Hao exaggeratedly showed a surprised expression when he heard this: "Oh, our Yueyue has grown up~ She doesn't hold grudges anymore~"

After that, he glanced at Liefeng in the corner indifferently.

"This machine girl is not good, let's change it. There is a machine girl exhibition in Jiangyuan City. Let's go and have a look tomorrow."

Liefeng, who was huddled in the corner, shivered uncontrollably.

It's over.

She will follow in Zidian's footsteps.

"Liefeng's performance is not bad." Qin Yuechu shook his head: "Give her another chance. I want to run the two-stage relay in Panlong Mountain by myself. Liefeng will be on the first stage. Her speed is very advantageous. The second stage depends on the second-generation machine girl to be photographed tomorrow. It's best to be a skill-based or fighting type, and the speed can't be slow."

Wang Hao naturally fully supports his fiancée.

"No problem, Xiao Yueyue, I'll listen to you~"

He glanced at Liefeng and gave Liefeng a look that counted his luck.

But in his heart, he thought, even if Qin Yuechu didn't plan to target Su Nian and Xingchen.

But as a fiancé, his fiancée was shoveled out of the track and made such a big fool of herself, how could he remain indifferent?

Qin Yuechu was very careful about his reputation and did not want to target Su Nian in the name of the BSC club.

But he could buy off players from other clubs.

Wang Hao did not really know much about racing.

But he knew how to spend money.

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