I Became an Anonymous Boss

The coughing sound attracted Shirataki's attention, and he looked away from the TV and looked to one side.

The blond Maomei really stared at him.

Shirataki touched his pockets and spread his hands: "I didn't bring phlegm-resolving cough syrup, I suggest you drink more hot books."

"Who asked you for this!" Diana raised her eyebrows and mocked, "I didn't expect you to be promoted."

"I didn't expect that either." Shirataki shrugged: "But the official said I passed, so I passed. Maybe this is character."

"This is also a good thing." Diana clenched her fists: "I must have a serious fight with you!"

"Yes!" Shirataki agreed without hesitation.

"?" Diana was taken aback.

"Street Fighter or King of Fighters? Super Smash Bros. is also fine, let me tell you, I'll just kill randomly..."

"Who told you about the game!" Diana wanted to punch him in the face: "I'm talking about the game, the game!"

"Do you want to use Yanquan on me? Why?" Shirataki asked, "Where did I offend you?"

"You look down on me!"

"Why do I look down on you? I use Kuaibo to order video?" Bai Taki was puzzled.

"You admitted defeat, and you said you didn't look down on me!" Diana stared: "I paid attention to your record, as long as you beat me at that time, you could win five consecutive victories and advance to the next level, but you didn't fight hard, isn't that just looking down on me? ? Think I can't do it?"

"Good guy, you've seen through all of this!" Shirataki explained solemnly, "Actually, I wanted to go to the bathroom at that time."

"Why are you going to the bathroom? Are you thirsty?"

Shirataki: "..."

He narrowed his eyes: "I didn't expect you to be so young, you speak very poisonously, Chinese is so beautiful, which sand sculpture group of friends taught you?"

Diana crossed her arms, her figure was as strong as a cheetah, her gaze on Shirataki was like a feline staring at its prey.

"You can see through the source of my martial arts, but you refuse to fight against me, but you can hide for a while, but you can't hide for long. In the competition, you will definitely show your feet, and I will definitely expose your cloak..."

"Don't, don't!" Shirataki turned pale with shock.

"Are you afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid. I'm from a good family. If you say you want to take off my clothes, can I not panic! This is considered a crime of blasphemy, big sister! This is Chongguo, not Russia!"

"Russia also has people who are afraid of the crime of blasphemy!" Mao Mei said angrily, "Where are you going, what I mean is, you must see your truth and reality, and hold your handle!"

"What are you taking advantage of me for? To fill your vacancy?" Bai Taki was even more surprised: "That's not possible!"

Diana's face turned blue and red alternately.

"Do you think you are very humorous? This is X harassment!"

"Injustice." Bai Taki said with an innocent face, "Heaven and earth conscience, it is clear that you harassed me first, you were driving by yourself, I just cooperated with you in performing."

Maomei scolded the bastard secretly.

"As a warrior, don't you dare to face the battle openly! You coward! Cowardly! Don't you feel ashamed!"

"What did you say?" Shirataki's face sank like water: "Say it again!"

Mei Mao's momentum froze, as if she didn't expect him to be touched by Ni Lin, and she was slightly surprised.

After a brief pause, she was overjoyed that the aggressive method had worked.

She stretched out her index finger, pointed at Shirataki, raised her chin, and said condescendingly.

"Have the guts to talk dirty to women, but don't you have the confidence to do it? It's shameless... being insulted as a coward and a coward, has it hit your sore spot? If you don't feel satisfied, you get up and do it, that's it You don't even have the courage, aren't you a coward? You..."

The voice became louder and louder, attracting a lot of attention.

The more Diana scolded, the stiffer she became, and she felt that something was wrong... Not only did she appear to be unqualified, but why did she feel inexplicably ashamed...

Bai Taki lowered his head, bearing the other party's belittling and insulting, he slowly got up, his expression hidden in the shadows, obscure, as if some kind of great terror was brewing.

Then, when Diana saw him raise his hand, she was startled subconsciously, thinking that he was going to do it directly.

Unexpectedly, the other party grabbed her hand with a snap, breathing slightly short of breath.

"You curse again!"

The first sentence sounds obviously angry, but for some reason, there is a bit of pleading and secret pleasure.

"do not stop!"

The second sentence sounds completely dark, and the two sounds represent completely different emotional changes, but they are too natural.

"...Trouble, I'll scold you for another ten dollars..." Shirataki held Diana's hand and said sincerely, "Can I trouble you to use Russian this time? I haven't been scolded in Russian yet, anyway. I can’t understand it at all, but it must be exciting, and it feels like a new switch has been opened.”

The fighting spirit that Diana just mentioned froze in her facial expression. She may have never been asked this kind of request in her life. The only thing that filled her mind was the word '草'.

"..."

Sister Mao was speechless for a long time.

After a while, she withdrew her hand like lightning, and said with eyes looking at garbage: "You pervert, stay away from me!"

Chapter 640 IX Title Match

Diana didn't dare to get closer, she obviously wanted to provoke Shirataki to a match with her, and regain the victory that seemed to be given to her, but she was dragged by the other side and begged to curse a few more words, and only the voice actor of Ying Zhou relied on her Only with professionalism can we stand up to it.

Those who are scolded are not ashamed, but very happy.

Those who cursed were extremely ashamed, wishing they could hide their faces and run away.

It can be said to vividly show the meaning of the phrase "a humble man is invincible".

After being scolded, Shirataki returned to being alone again.

What a terrible thing it is for the XP of the second thorny ape to be awakened.

Fortunately, there are no acquaintances around, otherwise Tianmo's old face will be lost.

No one bothered after that.

Shirataki was also happy to close his eyes and meditate. There were many people in the stadium, and there were many people with qi flowing in their bodies, but there were very few strong people worthy of attention.

The crowd is mostly spread out.

Martial arts masters from all over the world gather together, and it is difficult to form a group.

Only some people who share the same language will get closer and occasionally say a few words.

The number of seed-level players is very small, and the invited martial arts masters have at least one championship title and star baggage. They either stay in the meeting room to chat with the official reception staff, or stay in the lounge and refuse to show up.

Most of the tens or hundreds of people here are promoted from the promotion competition, so there is not much to observe. Shirataki is actually a little curious about the "blood power" of the superhumans in the West, but it is a pity that he can't see it for the time being.

The door of the rest room was pushed open, and a group of people walked in, all dressed in the same style, traditional martial arts uniforms.

The color of each person's martial arts uniform is different. There are five colors in total, and each color corresponds to a surname character.

Although he didn't wear a mask, he could tell from his aura and appearance that he was from the Bafang Longshou clan.

Cang, Huang, Xu, Qiu, Liang... correspond to blue, yellow, purple, black, red.

The group of people had a good momentum, and they immediately attracted the attention of most people when they entered the lounge.

"17 people..." Bai Taki took a look: "Wufang Longshou is truly the best of the best. It should be the largest group in the entire title battle. It's a good thing it's not a team battle, otherwise their advantage is too great."

A large number of people and a strong momentum do not mean that they can win.

The strength of the Longshou family varies, with high average quality, but lack of explosive power. Fortunately, the use of weapons is allowed in the main match, which can make up for the lack to a certain extent.

This group of people did carry weapons. The staff came and collected the weapons one by one and needed to take them away for testing.

Speaking of weapons...

Shirataki realized that neither the four-style Honglei nor the Congyun Sword could be used, and only the 'Hundred Flowers Killer' he had drawn before was left in his hand.

It is a sword suitable for women, and this kind of famous sword needs to see blood when it is unsheathed, and its murderous aura is much heavier than Chengying Sword and Blue Butterfly Sword.

He thought about it for a while and didn't pay much attention to it. At worst, he just dismantled an iron rod to make do with it, and he still has lightning metamorphic enhancements, so he can understand it with his bare hands.

……

The time came to one o'clock in the afternoon.

Everyone boarded the vehicle and rushed to the arena used for the title match.

The competition venue is ready, and the official staff will make arrangements.

The first thing to do is the lottery ceremony, and the lottery process will be announced on the big screen.

Starting at 120:[-] p.m., Gu Qingyi, the kanban lady of the Martial Arts Association, was in charge of drawing lots. Each contestant was numbered again from [-] to [-], and a total of [-] groups were drawn.

Shirataki knew at a glance that there must be a black box operation, but it is not a bad thing. In order to avoid the appearance of the "death group", the divisions of each seeded player have been dispersed as much as possible in advance.

His number was No. 123, and he was in the first group. Who the other seven people were and where they came from was unknown.

In the next two hours, I followed the team and staff to familiarize myself with the venue, and then came to my personal lounge.

"The first group match will officially start at five o'clock this afternoon."

"Please be prepared in advance. If you feel unwell, please contact the staff at any time."

Shirataki, the official official receptionist, liked this attitude very much, and praised this humble staff member.

The personal lounge is about [-] square meters, spacious enough, with a shower room and a massage chair.

There is a package on the table in his lounge, and the split is a suit.

White clothing that is exactly the same as the blueprint, and a white mask.

On the mask is the word 'vegetable' written by himself and engraved into DNA.

Putting on this outfit, Shirataki looked at himself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, slightly restrained his expression, took a deep breath, slowed down his expression, his ordinary aura was restrained, and another self revived under this outfit.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he thought of his travels and perceptions in another world, his thoughts of cutting the injustice with a sharp sword in his hand, and the three thousand miles he had not walked.

The vicissitudes of the chivalrous spirit have become a concept.

Dressed in white clothes better than snow, Fang is a god and demon. Don't ask.

That is the self-confidence that belongs to the third place on the list and the chicness of Mo Wen.

Two worlds, two identities, for the first time have a kind of blending contact.