take father as heaven

After watching a rematch, the unruly expression on Murong Yan's face was finally put away, and his face gradually became indifferent, which meant that he became serious, and his eyes were focused on the two players on the field. After the game.

Everyone was shouting and discussing excitedly. Murong Yan was sitting where he was, waiting for the crowd to leave, and he was thinking about something with his head down. Sieg sat aside and didn't speak as if he didn't exist.

"remember?"

Murong Yan nodded, and the moment he raised his head, his indifferent expression faded away, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Who is that 34467783?"

Sig didn't speak, just said. "Let's go back."

Murong Yan immediately pursed his lips, not because he was angry with Sig, but because he immediately realized that the identity of that 34467783 must not be so simple, at least it cannot be casually discussed in such a public place.

On the way back, Murong Yan still couldn't forget the battle just now in his mind. He kept reminiscing about it, but he found more and more that all the moves of that person were very exquisite, and it was almost impossible to guard against.

The most important thing is that the opponent didn't go all out when he was on the field. He has been carefully preserving his strength, as if he wanted to cover up the past, and even deliberately played with his opponent on stage for a long time, so that he didn't look particularly overwhelming. advantage wins.

Back in the yard, only a few guys were there, the rest seemed to be out.

Weasel smiled when he saw Murong Yan coming back. "Wood, how do you feel at the scene?"

"It's okay, have you read it?"

"Look, there is a video on the optical brain, and the captain and the others can watch it when they come back later."

Murong Yan asked again, "How do you feel after seeing it?"

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that that guy didn't try his best."

Murong Yan's eyes lit up, and he leaned over to hug the weasel, "Oh? You feel the same way? I think so too."

As he said that, he glanced at the two guys who were training next to him. "They think so too?"

"They didn't feel it, maybe because I'm a scout, and I need to be more careful in my observation."

"Do you think that guy is hiding something?"

Weasel nodded hurriedly. "Yes, several times I saw him make a move. He obviously had a second move, but he stopped halfway."

It was rare for Murong Yan to find a bosom friend, and the two chatted happily outside, until the captain came back with the rest of them and asked someone to count the spoils, and Murong Yan went to find Sieg.

Seeger took a shower and was sitting on the bed wiping his hair. Murong Yan sat on the edge of his bed and looked at him.

"Weasel agrees with me. Who the hell is that 34467783? You must know it."

Sig wiped his hair without looking up, "What did the weasel say?"

"He said that guy is a guy who is good at fast punches, his shots are extremely fast, and his moves are endless, but he is obviously hiding his strength today. I also think that guy is very reserved in his shots, and he doesn't seem to want to expose his skills. "

"The analysis is good, continue."

Murong Yan glared at him, "This guy is not from Disa, he must have other purposes for participating in this competition, and you should know this guy, so you took me to watch his game."

"I know him?" Seeger asked softly.

"You naturally know him. Although I know you in the Federation, you are from the Demon Realm, right?"

Murong Yan looked at Sig with a half-smile, as if he was waiting for an answer, Sig paused for a while, his eyes sank and he looked up, meeting Murong Yan's persistent and trusting gaze, Sig The faint indifference on his face slowly dissipated, and the movement of wiping his hair slowed down, he said in a deep voice.

"You are much smarter than I thought."

He admitted in a disguised form that he was a member of the Demon Realm. In fact, Murong Yan had suspected it a long time ago. He was too familiar with the Demon Realm. He was familiar with everything from the street, the distribution of forces, the situation in Disha, the rules of the game, and the way of survival. proficient.

But at the same time, he also knew that Seeger had no malice towards him. He had saved his name several times in crisis, and he also knew that Seeger knew his true identity, and even understood the meaning of the bayonet, but he tried his best to get along with the bayonet. Live in peace and don't deliberately create conflicts to embarrass him.

What's more, Seeger is teaching him earnestly, and spends more time on him than anyone else, even as much as Murong Chen, but he and him just met each other by chance, and we went through life and death together in the wild. Not too deep, but it was this person who helped him wholeheartedly for his dream.

Therefore, even if Murong Yan took the initiative to break everything, the moment he looked at him, there was still unreserved trust in his eyes.

He knew that Seeger could feel it. There are some things between men that don't need to be said too clearly. Everyone can understand with a look. Seeger threw the towel to wipe his hair aside, raised his head and patted Murong Yan on the shoulder.Murong Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him, seeing that after he took a bath, he only put on a pair of underpants casually, with his muscular upper body naked, and blew a hooligan whistle for him.

There was undisguised sizing and appreciation in his eyes, the smile on his mouth was a little naughty, and his gaze swept up and down several times.

Sig gave him a blank look, but there was no displeasure on his face. If he was usually punched, he would have punched him. Today, instead of doing anything, he even raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Actually laughed? !Murong Yan couldn't help being in a daze for a moment, and rarely or almost never saw Seeger's smile.

It seems that Sig has always been uneasy in his heart, and he has more or less doubts about him. Until today, he made the words clear, and the relationship between the two seems to have taken a step further.

Murong Yan was about to continue teasing Seeger a few words, when someone called him outside, he could hear the captain's voice, glanced at Seeger, Seeger nodded to him, then got up and went out.

Unexpectedly, the captain gave him a direct answer, "I watched the video of today's game."

Murong Yan understood as soon as he heard it, the captain must have noticed that there was something wrong with that 34467783, and seeing his serious expression, this guy may have a different origin.

The captain took him to the room, where Weasel and the others were already waiting.

After he sat down, the captain spoke first. "This guy shouldn't have appeared in Disa. Although I don't know what his purpose is, I think it should be related to the son."

"Me?" Murong Yan was a little surprised, how could his coming to the Demon Realm be leaked?

"I'm afraid that the extensive search before has attracted their attention, but after the adults left, we were left behind. They may have guessed that there must be an important person who has not left yet."

Murong Yan frowned, he didn't expect his willfulness to cause these troubles again, and he didn't want himself to cause troubles for Murong Chen again, but troubles came after all, he hoped that he could solve them as much as possible.

"Who is the other party?" What kind of person is it that can make the captain and Sig so afraid?

"The underground black boxing that Darkfire invited you to. In fact, it is a semi-public event in the Demon Realm. The people who are eligible to participate are all masters who can be called in the underworld, and there is also a special black list there. It is used to rank various masters, and it is said that it still has a certain degree of authority.”

Murong Yan couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Black list?"

Weasel couldn't help but interjected. "Yes, the characters on that list are all murderous characters, and any one of them can call the wind and rain in the Demon Realm."

"That 34467783 is the Lux that ranks 11 on the black list."

Murong Yan frowned, "How about comparing the black list with the selection competition?"

"The difficulty of the black list is much higher than that of the trials," the captain said without hesitation.

Weasel interjected to explain, "The trials are only a matter of winning or losing, and the black list is a matter of life and death."

In other words, that underground black boxer bet on life and death with his hands, and if he loses, he dies. All the guys on the list climbed up by stepping on the heads of the losers?

At that moment, Murong Yan suddenly felt a chilly aura slowly rising from behind.

"Has anyone on the black list won this competition?"

Everyone was silent for a while, and finally the captain said seriously.

"Yes, the number one on the black list is the missing Blood Scorpion King." He paused and continued, "The black list is updated very quickly, but the number one position has never been shaken."

The implication is that Murong Yan already understands that the black list is a place that is more bloody and cruel than the hegemony competition.