Chapter 1916

"Ariel, are you sure you want to leave all this behind?"

I watched her in uniform, sitting behind her desk, correcting papers.

She hardly recognized her.

"Corya, what's your income?"

Said Ariel's head.

"Not bad."

Correa responded.

"You have children, you have a family, you have a decent income, and you can live a life that most people admire."

Ariel signed the last stroke and looked up at him with a smile: "famous cars, luxury houses, yachts..."

"Is there anything you don't have?"

Colia was speechless.

Yes, he has all of them, but they are not what he wants.

What he wanted was a life he had, a life when the queen was still there and full control of Vegas's golden age.

He missed that time immensely.

"Correa, go back with your wife, child."

Ariel came to him and took his arm to the door.

"Don't miss the past, you should look forward."

"I think they've forgotten the life they were afraid of."

Personally deliver him to the door and watch him walk away.

Ariel reluctantly returns to the room and says to Denny, "do you think he'll give up?"

"Yes." Dany, whose temples are a little gray, responded coldly.

"Is it?"

Ariel thought for a moment, then shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "forget it, let him go."

In fact, after this period of precipitation.

She had begun to understand why her father hated his life so much.

Passion, chaos and blood are always accompanied by anxiety and death.

Since I started my life again.

She has almost forgotten how it feels to be unable to sleep at night.

I can sleep well every night.

They don't wake up in the middle of the night, or wake up on the phone.

It was also about how to save lives, not who died, who should be sent to take over the mess, and who was to be buried.

To tell you the truth, Ariel thinks it's a good life.

Maybe from the beginning, she was in the wrong direction.

"Denny, what's the next job?"

Asked Ariel, putting away her memories and sentimentality.

"Research collaboration with Osborne!" Denny said coldly.

"Good, we should go."

……

The dishes at the celebration banquet were delicious.

Employees who have been eating fast food and hamburgers for several days are gobbling up the food and delivering it to their mouths.

It looks like a greedy hungry ghost.

After finishing the third steak, Li Zitao put down his knife and fork.

Now, he's going to have a good drink.

It's a celebration banquet for him.

But actually, from the beginning to the end, no one said a word of blessing.

People are busy eating and drinking!

That's exactly what Li Zitao means. I'll leave that nonsense for him to win the championship.

The next day, a group of people came to the competition site full of spirit.

The venue has been rearranged.

The two arena were placed in the middle, there was no noisy crowd.

Sitting on the high platform, the rigorous looking observation group was scanning every player below.

The rules of qualifying are very simple, just follow all the rules before.

In the previous primaries, few people did that.

On the stage, Luo Lishi and Li Jiu are talking in a low voice.

"Here he is."

"Yes, he is."

"It looks better than yesterday."

"No, it's just that the eyes are sharper. He's ready."

"You look after him."

"Don't you do the same?"

The topic has come to an end, four eyes are opposite, two people are dumb smile.

All in silence.

No. 2 challenge arena, Li Zitao got to the bottom twice.

However, this does not affect his mood and confidence.

If you want to talk about superstition, there is nothing more mysterious than his coming to this world.

Legendary?

If there is a son of destiny in the world, it must be himself.

"Bow."

"Prepare Start. "

With the referee's order, the game officially began.

Li Zitao's opponent is a strong man named Arthur. He looks very strong.

But he's not clumsy, he's incredibly flexible.If the newcomer is still there, he will recognize that the person in front of him is the guy who nearly scared him to urinate that day.

Bang.

Blocking Arthur's side kick again, Bruce stepped back a few steps.

He's looking for weakness and winning.

Fighting is not his style.

And he doesn't want to expose all his strength, especially in this game.

If he kicks Arthur's arm.

According to Bob's analysis, the mission would only think that he was too angry for such a game.

"Trouble rules!"

Compared with this kind of competition with acting elements, Li Zitao still prefers his own rules.

All who are against him will die.

Whoa

After taking a deep breath, Li Zitao calmly looks at Arthur who comes again.

Opportunity!

The angle of his fist is too large, the center of gravity is unstable, and his weak throat is exposed.

Turn around and raise your left arm at the same time, the palm into a knife to follow the speed of the body to swing out.

Whoa.

The wind in the palm of Arthur's throat, so that his body nailed in place.

Li Zi Tao didn't cut it off.

But everyone can see that he has won the game.

Li Zitao bowed to each other, which also represented the end of the game.

"Ah, it's not over yet."

With a roar, Arthur reached out and grabbed at his shoulder.

"Asshole."

Kneeling to sit the chief judge to scold, the body straight up

Then there is no action, the corner of the mouth sarcasm is clearly want to sit and wait for the good play to happen.

The little devil is looking for death!

At the same time, Arthur's hands have also grasped Li Zitao's shoulder.

The fingertip is buckled into the clavicle depression, which is about to exert force.

There was a sharp, persistent pain in his wrist.

"Ah ~"

hold Arthur's two wrists and slowly break them apart.

The sound of bone dislocation stunned people.

The referee was also shocked by the scene, until one of Arthur's arms was about to twist.

"Let go. It's against the rules of the game."

The referee stood up and rushed to stop him.

Cold eyes suddenly cast to the referee, so that he rushed forward the figure Leng in place.

When being gazed at, the referee seems to feel the fear of dying.

It's just that this feeling comes and goes quickly.

He threw away Arthur's hands and knelt down in pain.

And the referee who wanted to say something also announced his victory after weighing it.

"Bruce, win!"

There were cheers from Bob and his colleagues.

However, under the glare of the referee, he immediately took it back.

"Please keep the meeting in order and quiet."

After cutting, he went back to his position and yelled.

Sit on your knees with your legs bent, your hands on your knees, your eyes closed.

From the appearance of a master.

But Li Zitao can guarantee that he will exert all his strength without scrutinizing the consequences.

He was able to kick his head several meters away.

Dishonest dog slave!

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