Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

He laughed, bent down to ask, and finally raised his doubts:

"How did you do it? The rules don't allow third parties to intervene in the competition..."

Rules are rules, and once they are formed, they are difficult to modify. This is the meaning of ghost stories, the most sacred thing in this world.

Just like the sun rising and setting, and the ebb and flow of the tides, it cannot be easily changed.

Men don't answer their subordinates.

He stood up and walked to the heart hanging in the air, which was just below his head.

The man walked forward, pointed his chest at his heart, and smiled:

"One day, you'll be mine."

My heart beat twice, as if resonating with him.

The man looked delighted. He had never received such a response before.

Ever since this heart was imprisoned here, he had always been the first to express his love and say nice things. After many years, he finally absorbed a little bit of the other party's strength.

Just now, he used this kind of power to forcibly break the rules of the ring and intervene in the fight between the two.

As a result, the body suffered some damage.

The subordinate knelt down with a plop: "Congratulations, boss. With such a reaction from the God's Heart, I'm sure you will soon be on the road to becoming a god in the future."

When Xu Ye grabbed the chain of order and teleported into the room, this was the scene he saw.

One of them was kneeling on the ground, and the other was talking to himself in front of his heart, as if he was performing some strange ritual.

"Oh, become a god."

Xie Kun laughed disdainfully: "What's so good about God? He's nothing but a nose and two eyes."

Xu Ye nodded, he agreed with this point of view.

“In that battle, gods from all sides fell, were defeated, and fled to other small worlds one after another.

He looks so strong at ordinary times, but when the fight comes, he is nothing."

Xie Kun didn't want to be that kind of god, and was beaten to death by a punch at the critical moment.

"God will be accomplished." Xie Kun's face was serious.

But he is definitely not an ordinary little god. If he wants to be one, he must become the most powerful one among them.

Xie Kun looked at the heart in front of him with shining eyes: "Come, merge with me as soon as possible, and let me inherit your power."

???

Xu Ye was completely confused. Seeing someone being so nervous about a heart, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Who?"

Suddenly, a third person's voice appeared in the room. Xie Kun looked at Xu Ye warily: "When did you come in?"

Xu Ye shook the chain in his hand: "It's been a while."

"Just when you said you wanted to inherit the power."

The person in front of him had ordinary features and looked to be around thirty years old.

There is no problem when I don't open my mouth, but once I open my mouth, the skin on my face seems to be broken into pieces, blending together into wrinkles.

It gives people a feeling of being both young and old, which is very weird.

"Who are you?" Xie Kun asked, and then without waiting for Xu Ye to answer, he said: "No matter who you are, you came here casually, go to hell."

"It's you, the guy who doesn't allow me to continue participating in the competition?" Xu Ye asked unhappily.

"Are you Xu Ye?" Xie Kun understood something. He didn't pay much attention to these things and never went downstairs. Apart from staying by the heart, he let people around him do almost everything else.

The only time he used the power of his heart was for a long-range attack, which he accomplished while standing on the third floor.

Hearing his words, Xu Ye sneered:

"It's really you."

He pulled out his chainsaw.

Seeing this, Xie Kun also took action, took out a machete and went forward.

Soon, the two men started fighting. It was a cold weapon duel, and there were banging sounds in the room.

The flames of war were getting more and more intense. The subordinate who had just been standing by had now curled up like a quail. He quietly opened the door and ran out.

Comment: "Why do I feel like they are talking about different things?"

"Boss Xu Ye is questioning why he was not allowed to participate in the competition. This Xie Kun seems to be afraid that someone will steal his things."

"They just started fighting like that... It's unclear why, and it seems like these two don't have mouths."

"It doesn't matter. No matter what the reason is, the grudge between the two of them has already been formed since Xie Kun made things difficult for Xu Ye."

……

The subordinate ran out of the room, sweating profusely.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. His calves were still shaking, so he could only hold on to the wall and return to his room...

There was a person standing at the door of the room.

"You're back." The brim of the hat was pulled down and he was wearing a thick mask on his face, almost completely covering his entire face.

Sato Ichiro helped the man open the door and walked in. "Tell me, what happened up there?"

"Don't mention it. A fight has broken out."

The subordinates were relieved to see Sato Ichiro. The two were familiar with each other, and Sato Ichiro had a special identity.

After he came to the Destiny Arena, he seldom participated in competitions, but used his abilities to quickly gain control of a large amount of information sources.

Who has what talent, who has what background, where are their weaknesses, and how to defeat them.

Subordinates often buy information from Sato Ichiro...

For example, Xu Ye's strength was also bought from the other party. It was because he knew that Xu Ye was powerful that he attracted the boss's attention and created today's accident.

"It's our own territory, what's there to be afraid of?" Sato Ichiro said in a relaxed manner.

"You are wrong, that is just my boss, he has nothing to do with the Destiny Arena." The subordinate took off his coat and suit and casually hung them on the hanger next to him: "My boss came to the Destiny Building a long time ago and went up to the 100th floor in one breath."

Sato Ichiro: "He saw the heart?"

"Yes, he saw it but couldn't use it for himself." The subordinate nodded: "Over the years, he thought he could absorb the power of the heart, slept and lived with it every day, and tried every means to transplant the heart."

“He also invited Cang Hong to come over, but unfortunately Cang Hong can do everything except transplant a heart.

The heart is the root of weirdness. If the heart is replaced, life will no longer be the same as before, and the whole weirdness will become another person. "

An explanation for the subordinates' irritability.

He has followed Xie Kun for thirty years, from being full of expectations in the beginning to gradually becoming disappointed and numb.

All of them, the subordinates, felt that the heart was too stubborn and hopeless. Only Xie Kun still watched over it day by day, daydreaming unrealistically.

Otherwise, he would not be able to become friends with Sato Ichiro and would often ask him for advice on how to deal with his boss.

The subordinate did not take this as any important information, and turned around and asked: "Who will win between the two of them?"

Sato Ichiro shook his head: "It's hard to say."

Xu Ye’s combat capability is not top-notch as he is restricted by the environment, but he possesses the strongest recovery ability in the world.

Sato Ichiro: "Can you tell me about the origin of that heart?"

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I saw someone asking the audience what they do every day when they don’t have their own things to do? Why are there always people watching the live broadcast in front of the screen?

I can only say that the base is too large. It is not just one person, nor a hundred people, but tens of billions of people around the world watching the live broadcast at the same time.

When you are sleeping, others may just wake up.