[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

This little friend with cat's eyes looks like a kitten who has eaten enough dessert and started to take a nap after eating.

Yayoi Komaeda thought of the five little tigers of the Five Tigers. Every time they ate themselves up, they would lie lazily on their side, and they would not even move them when they were holding the meat balls around their tails.

"Are you full, do you want some more?"

Feeding small animals is a very pleasant thing, even if all of Chiya is expensive and consumes a lot of Yayoi Komaeda's savings, he is still in a good mood.

After eating the cake, it softened a little for two seconds before returning to the original expressionless face.

Qi Ya felt that the person in front of him was very strange.

Judging from his perception, the person in front of him was clearly just an ordinary person. If it wasn't for his face with a high sense of presence, he would probably ignore it directly in the crowd.

However, it was this person who rubbed his head accurately, so fast that he couldn't react, and tried to break away when he was being rubbed, but it was fruitless.

As for the startling roar of the referee on the fighting arena, Qi Ya's intuition told him that this person was also playing tricks. It's not like he hasn't encountered a player of the same type as today's Godzilla on the previous floor, but he successfully beat the opponent Get killed, take the bonus and leave.

Only Godzilla survived, although he was carried down.

"Are you wondering why the opponent survived today?"

Komaeda reassured him: "It's nothing, it's just that the player asked me to drink before the game, and said that after the fight with you, he would go back to his hometown to get married."

As soon as such a famous flag was planted, Komaeda felt that Godzilla would be half disabled even if he was not dead, especially after reading the kid's profile, he found that the kid's skills were extraordinary, and everyone who fought with him died. The reason for going up a hundred floors within a short period of time.

The unspoken rule of the arena is to put together the ones with similar strength, send the ones with the most lethality to the top, and send the geniuses to the [-]th floor quickly, adding blood to the high-end game.

Although the high-end rounds above [-] floors are an important source of income, the share of those below [-] floors is not much less. High-end rounds are played once a few months, low-end rounds are played every day, and sometimes low-end rounds The game earns more than the high-end game.

Players like Godzilla who persevere in the 100th floor are the focus of attention in the arena.

Most of them have spent a lot of time up and down and built their own brands. The games with them can always attract a large number of diehards and a small number of passers-by to watch. .

Stronger than ordinary people, but weaker than people with thoughts, players like Godzilla are the backbone of the Sky Arena.

"So if you beat him to death like this, his girl who is waiting for her sweetheart to go back in her hometown doesn't know how painful it will be."

"Saving one's life makes a happy family, and having more children in the future can add new strength to the country. From this point of view, you have done a great deed."

It was the first time since his birth that Qi Ya was praised by someone with such a reason, he had nothing to say, he could only oh, and continued to remain silent.

"Little friend, do you want to continue playing?"

Komaeda asked him: "You don't look like you are the type to rely on bonuses to support your family. If you just want to exercise your skills, how about..."

"Not what?"

Qi Ya, who never thought that he would lose, asked dryly: "Is there any way to get money if you lose?"

"Let's play fake match."

Komaeda stretched out his hand to invite him: "On behalf of the Sky Arena, I invite Mr. Qiya to become a member of our team. We will arrange suitable opponents for you, fully exercise your abilities, and let you get Enough to grow."

"why me?"

Qi Ya looked suspicious: "Uncle, are you a pervert?"

Komaeda smiled: "Because you are young, you are so topical at such a young age, it is much more convenient to operate than some adults."

"Besides, you still have the attribute of cultivation. There are so many sister fans and mother fans now. Everyone likes you as a cutie."

Goosebumps popped out all over Qi Ya's body.

"Of course the most important thing is that your hair color reminds me of an old friend."

There was a bit of nostalgia in Komaeda's eyes: "It is said that not everyone in their family has gray hair, and I think it is true. Not every child has less gray hair, right? It is healthier for young people to have black hair."

Looking at the gray hair of the person opposite, the corners of Qi Ya's mouth twitched slightly.

"That's it anyway, would you like to join?"

Qi Ya thought about it seriously for a long time. His original plan was to keep going up like this, but the person explaining the rules also said that there would be no bonus for hitting the [-]th floor, and he had to leave here at that time.

"Are you sure you will get money even if you lose the game?"

He asked again: "If you lie to me, I will kill you."

"Could it be that you think that all our income comes from bonuses?" Komaeda asked back, "What can we do with that little money, buy some snacks and nothing else."

Hearing this, Qi Ya nodded in agreement. If it wasn't for the room provided on the [-]th floor, he would be wandering on the street now.

"Our team members span from the 190th floor to the [-]th floor. As long as you are still active within this range, there will be competitions and bonuses."

"Done."

Qi Ya agrees to join.

Komaeda laughed, it’s a little unreliable to beat up the new generation of heirs of Dike, they all said not to send children out at such a young age, during this period, they can’t control who they meet and how they will be affected, I was worried when I raised an older middle school student.

Are you right, my old friend?

Yi Rong became an ordinary person and Xiba, who was taking care of his son, frowned. Their training method of beating up Hakka enemies was cruel, but it was not to the extent of pushing people into the fire pit. Naturally, someone was sent to monitor and exercise away from home. The third young master.

To prevent major accidents from causing the future heir to die in the hands of others.

As the head of the family, he just took a few days to follow up on his son's training.

Shiba frowned when he heard the news that Kiya had dinner with a certain player.

The anti-drug training at home is not for you to follow outsiders casually, and the referee actually stopped the opponent's life during the game. Qi Ya's training is far from enough. If the speed is faster, how can it be possible? There will be an opportunity for the referee to speak up.

Of course he didn't know that Komaeda had already set the time correctly, and with his reminder, the referee would never say too late.

"See you tomorrow then."

Komaeda took Qi Ya to the elevator dedicated to the players, and went directly to the opponent's floor: "You can take a rest for the next two days, and I will notify you directly of the competition arrangements."

He waved his hand casually, and before he left, he rumpled Qi Ya's white hair. The kid's hair is smooth and fluffy, and feels very good to the touch. It might feel better if he touches it after drying in the sun, but it's a pity that the kid doesn't look good. Like the type who goes out to bask in the sun.

"Third Young Master, you are back."

Xiba lowered his head and said hello: "May I ask what you want to eat today?"

"No, I ate outside."

Qi Ya stuffed himself on the bed, picked up the chocolate balls on the bed and ate two more: "I'm going to sleep, you can go out now."

Shiba, who was disguised as a servant, was furious when he saw his son's lazy appearance, but unfortunately, as a servant, he could only go out listening to the other party's words.

"A fake match?"

Half of his face was hidden under the quilt, and Qi Ya's eyes sparkled when he encountered this kind of thing for the first time: "It feels very interesting."

This can be regarded as his first time stepping into the world of dirty adults, but as he is the heir of the Hakka family, it seems that there is nothing wrong with getting in touch with them early?

Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

Since the first meeting, Komaeda's relationship with Qi Ya has become better. Qi Ya, who was still suppressing his nature in front of Komaeda at the beginning, soon revealed his true colors, and his temper changed little by little. The way he was.

Some headstrong, also can act like a spoiled child, get hurt and will hide and lick the wound by himself, but will not refuse when someone grabs the medicine.

The news in the Sky Arena that Qiya is Huige’s son is further confirmed by the two people’s closeness. There is a saying that goes well, when brothers who fight tigers fight as father and son soldiers, these two white hairs join hands to control More than half of the black game resources in the arena.

"You can't hold it all in your hands."

Komaeda taught Qi Ya: "The Sky Arena is not our territory. Why don't we make money together? Besides, there is pressure when there is competition. The consequence of speaking out is to face official pressure."

"I think you are too lazy to do it."

Qi Ya complained while doing strength training: "Let me decide most of the things now, and I will tell the police uncle to arrest you for child labor."

"Train well."

Komaeda intensified his murderous intent: "You don't have time to make jokes today, if you fail to achieve the training goal, you will have to double tomorrow."

Qi Ya couldn't breathe for a moment. He looked at the person who easily released the murderous aura and could control the strong and weak. He really didn't understand why such a person would stay in the sky arena to play games, and he would lose a couple of times from time to time. Bureau.

"I haven't got my ID card yet, so I can't leave."

Mentioning this Komaeda is very sad: "Although I also know some people, but their sex level is really rubbish, and it will be seen in minutes."

"I am an excellent citizen who abides by the law and cannot cause trouble to the police uncle."

Qi Ya complained crazily, but this time he took it to heart.

However, he seems to have someone to choose... Isn't his lack of exercise second brother a veteran of this, it shouldn't be a problem to hack into the system and get an identity certificate that can fool everyone.

"I know one who should be able to do it."

The sweaty kid crossed out a goal on the paper: "But his asking price is not low, you have to be prepared."

"Who are you talking about?"

Komaeda lowered his head and pressed on the phone and asked: "If the asking price is too expensive, forget it. I also found one here with good technology and a moderate price. The price/performance ratio is not bad."

"But for my sake, it's not a problem to give you a friendly price."

He had come into contact with many people and things, and Qi Ya spoke with a sense of maturity. He called in the servant who took care of him, asked for his mobile phone, and sent a message to his second brother.

"It's done, I'll let you know if there's a reply."

"Oh, my son is getting more and more reliable."

Komaeda deliberately took advantage of the words: "Without such a caring son like you, how would I survive on my own, Dad?"

The servant standing aside with a mobile phone felt that he had heard inside news that he shouldn't have heard.

Damn, it turns out that the head of our head is green enough to run a horse?

Looking at the face of the third young master, and then at the face of Huige, the servant realized.