Chapter 569

The high-end boxes in the nightclub are brightly lit. In order to create a good atmosphere, cheerful music is still playing on the song ordering screen.

But at this time, the only one who is in the mood to appreciate is the thin young man.

"Heart to heart / hand to hand / we believe that the distance between each other is no longer far ~" the young man's voice was sharp with a wild cavity, but he looked intoxicated and stretched out his hand to the two people forced into the corner.

"Go to TM's hand in hand. Who ordered this song, horror ballad?" Cui Jiali wiped the sweat on her face, accidentally touched the wound and scolded her mother.

Zhan Chen could see that she cherished her own clothes. In order not to be dragged back, she took the initiative to put her coat on her shoulder. After a moment of silence, she said truthfully, "you ordered this song."

Embarrassed... Cui Jiali silently turned her head and decided not to talk to her heartbroken friend. She just saw that the other party tore her tie and tied it to her hand as if she wanted to fight freely. After all, she couldn't help pulling, "save it. Even if you are the champion, your hand will be broken before your fist hits him in the face."

"..." Zhan Chen looked at the back of his scarred hand and also didn't want such a heartbreaking teammate, "besides hard work, do you have a better way?"

"Deal with him quickly." Cui Jiali breathed out a sigh, but her expression was very annoyed. "Shit, I didn't know this guy had made such rapid progress."

If she could handle it before, I don't know what medicine this guy took wrong. He not only strengthened his hand, but also improved his hand speed by leaps and bounds.

I'm afraid only that man can cure him now.

"Since there is no, just stand aside." Zhan Chen has got the answer, stretched out his hand and pushed the man aside, clenched his fist and ready to go.

If he is lucky, he can hit with one blow, but injury is inevitable.

"Don't worry, come one by one." the young man smiled and narrowed his eyes. The faint light in his eyes exuded a cold color, "next time, I won't let you escape."

After all, there are too many wounds. Making specimens is very destructive to beauty.

"Really?" Zhan Chen still wanted to respond to his words. The next moment, he suddenly grabbed the beer bottle on the table and smashed it at the young man. At the moment when the latter subconsciously raised his hand and blocked the attack with silk thread, his fist broke into the air and smashed it at the face door with amazing strength.

Although the young man was facing in the air, a pair of dead fish eyes stayed on the young man's fist, and a strange smile slowly appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Oh, No.

When he realized that it was wrong, Zhan Chen couldn't stop castration. He had to break into the trap set by the other party. The spider web covered his fist, and a trace of blood opened extravagant flowers on his skin.

The sharp pain came from his wrist. The young man suddenly opened his five fingers and successfully caught his arm. As long as he pulled with a little force, he would immediately fly with blood and flesh.

"Catch, catch, you, go." the young man used a strange singing voice to say a word, the voice fell, and he was about to wave his arm up to complete the last solemn ceremony.

At the moment of action, the young man's shoulder suddenly put up a hand from behind.

"My friend, I'm so late. You almost tore down the box." a chuckle came from behind. I didn't know when a fourth person appeared in the closed box.

The young man was stunned at first, and then recognized the voice. His face suddenly became strangely ferocious, as if he couldn't find a suitable expression, but the movement on his hand didn't continue.

He turned and looked at the boy in black with a mask in front of him. The dead fish's eyes turned around and his tone was somber. "What are you doing dressed like this?"

"Take refuge." the boy spread his hands and looked helpless.

"Tao Hong is a paper tiger, not so capable." the magician immediately denied her words and affirmed her ability.

"Cough, it's not him, it's another big boss." the boy raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed twice. He was embarrassed and said, "I killed the gambler's men."

This tone is like accidentally doing a trivial thing wrong.

"..." Rao is a lawless magician. At this time, he didn't know what to say. After holding for a long time, he said, "you probably don't want to live."

There was an imperceptible anger in the tone, but it seemed much more vivid.

"Hehe, that's why I didn't say hello to you." the young man accepted the criticism of the other party with an open mind, and looked a lot more serious. "You're comfortable in a five-star resort hotel. In fact, you don't have to go through this muddy water."

From the beginning, she didn't want to drag each other into the water.

"The gambling king is eyeing you in the selection match?" the magician didn't answer. Instead, he mentioned that the official team forced her to participate in the dinner party on the day when she came out of the game.

The young man was stunned and said vaguely, "it's true."

It's always hostile. It's really hard to say who will take the first shot.

"Do you think you can beat him?"

"How do you know if you don't try." although you say so, you can get along with each other for some time. The youth's determination represented by this sentence is well known to each other.

However, "with these goods, you want to win?" the slender and thin fingertip poked, and the magician turned the spearhead to the two people in the corner.

"Hey, I'm in the top eight at least. You haven't even been in the primary election. What are you doing here?" Cui Jiali was unconvinced and determined that the youth was a cruel and bloodthirsty executioner, and the professional field was a rookie at all.

"So do you think you are better than me?" it seems that you were poked to the pain. The magician narrowed his eyes and took out a poker card in the young man's secret way. "Then you have to pick up the card."

Then, playing cards have been sprinkled on Cui Jiali like flying flowers.

The latter was startled, stretched out his hand and pushed away Zhan Chen, "flash aside."

Zhan Chen also thought that the other party was retaliating for her previous behavior. For a moment, she felt inexplicable. When they arrived outside the battle circle, they found that Cui Jiali was avoiding the cards flying in the face, and even the teenagers drew a distance.

"Lying in the trough, I'll fight with you." Cui Jiali threw out her dagger with a backhand. "If you don't kill me today, I'll kill you."

Swish several times, the dagger hit the card and nailed it into the wall, but there were 52 cards in a deck, but there were no dozens of knives.

Seeing that both sides were red eyed, the boy felt funny when he had no choice but to help his forehead. "Since it's going to be noisy, it's enough."

After a sigh, she also pulled out a pair of playing cards, clamped them at her fingertips and shot them out, playing with the magician's cards. Some cut the card face directly in the air, and some flew to the table and smashed the glass at once.

For a time, the three sides competed, and the crackling that could be broken and could not be broken in the box made a mess.

Zhan Chen stood by and watched the three perform acrobatic gambling in the space. His mouth opened wider and wider.