The Return of Star Reborn

Yang Er had guessed Tan Feng's strength, and he would definitely have nothing to say about winning, but he never expected that this battle... No, it can't be called a battle at all, it's simply a one-sided beating!

Yang Er half-closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The duration of the battle was not even enough to drink a cup of tea, which was jaw-dropping, but after a burst of excitement, the audience couldn't help but sighed and protested, "This is too short!"

"Why don't you have a massacre?!"

"It's like this every time. Although it looks very cool, but... the time is too short!"

Everyone on the field expressed their dissatisfaction. Yang Er sat in his seat, crossed his knees, put his fingers on his knees, and looked at Tan Feng carefully. Even after a battle, he did not see him panting. once.

That's right, for such a role, it's not enough for him to squeeze his teeth.

The organizers are also in a dilemma. Tan Feng used to fight to the 99th floor relying on his strength. This time his opponent also fought to the 95th floor. As for the 96th to 98th floor?They were all abolished by Tan Feng!

Turning a deaf ear to the cheers and protests outside the arena, Tan Feng walked up to his opponent, looked at him haughtily, then squatted down, and forcibly snatched the high-grade weapon from this man.

When the organizer saw it, they couldn't sit still immediately, and hurriedly said, "You can't snatch the opponent's level weapons in the arena!"

"I haven't heard of this rule before, and I won't abide by it now." Tan Feng laughed lowly, snatched the other party's high-level weapons, took them for his own use, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "It's not bad, a C-level weapon, just barely."

This robber-like behavior, in the eyes of the audience, set off a bigger carnival.

right!Just want such a strong strength!It's the winner's right!This is the plunder!

In a place like District No. 18, human nature has long been chaotic, and killing people is commonplace, let alone snatching high-level weapons?What's more, it's just a level weapon for a defeated general.

Tan Feng turned his head to look at the place where the monitor was, hooked his lips into a low smile, and said, "Next time, raise one who can fight a little bit, and you can choose to give up based on the one in front of you."

From the moment the opponent came on the field, he had vaguely guessed that the opponent this time was a thug specially trained by the organizer. Sure enough, from the moment this man took out the high-level weapon, Tan Feng basically confirmed his guess. Fang could no longer sit still, Tan Feng knew that his guess was confirmed.

He didn't bother to guess what the organizer's intentions were. Anyway, for him, this kind of miscellaneous fish had nothing to worry about once it was trampled to death.

Behind the monitor, on the [-]th floor of this magnificent building, a man with an extremely ugly expression looked at Tan Feng gloomyly from the display screen, holding the handrail tightly with his hands, wishing he could smash this thing Suddenly, his eyes shifted to the audience, a red-haired youth who was cheering.

The middle-aged man let go of his hand, leaned back on the sofa behind him, and touched the finger on his thumb. It looked like a finger, but it was actually a high-level weapon. He looked at the red-haired young man viciously, and said, " Tan Feng, oh Tan Feng, if you don't let you suffer, you won't know how to bow your head!"

From the first day that Tan Feng participated in the competitive fighting competition, he had already noticed Tan Feng, and even extended an olive branch to Tan Feng, but Tan Feng refused all of them, and he didn't pay attention to them at all.But now, Tan Feng's strength is getting stronger and stronger. If it is a single player competition, no one is his opponent, and he is a well-deserved king!

If this kind of character cannot be recruited, they will definitely hinder their affairs in District No. 18 in the future.

After Tan Feng got off the field, he walked towards Yang Er. He didn't even sweat. It can be seen that the battle was extremely easy for him to win.Yang Er stood up, clapped his hands twice, and said with a smile, "Excellent."

"It's rare to hear you praise me." Tan Feng smiled, sat beside Yang Er, looked at the ruined potholes, and asked, "Why are you here today?"

"You expected that I would come, why are you asking this?" Yang Er looked a little helpless.

If it wasn't arranged by Tan Feng, how could someone come to welcome him as soon as he entered the arena?Such an obvious move is clearly suspected of showing off.

"When I came out, I didn't meet anyone, right?" Tan Feng glanced at Yang Er, and said jokingly, "It's a quick reaction, knowing to hide here."

When Yang Er heard this, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "You already knew that there was someone squatting next to your house?"

Tan Feng didn't care at all and said, "I'm not blind, so I wouldn't be able to see such an obvious squat?"

"..." Yang Er rubbed the center of his brows, thinking about it, he guessed that he was hiding here, which was also expected by Tan Feng, no wonder he would arrange all this, he thought for a while, then asked, "The group People didn't come with me, and they wouldn't let it go easily, so I guess I went back to stay next to your house again, your father..."

"What are you testing in front of me?" Tan Feng suddenly turned his head, fixed his eyes on Yang Er, and asked, "With your character, if you were really worried about the old man, you wouldn't come here. You already Guess the old man will be fine."

"What's my personality?" Yang Er was a little curious.

Tan Feng looked at Yang Er, with a faint smile in his eyes, and said, "Meddle in other's business and worry about it."

"Ha..." Yang Er couldn't help laughing, he said, "What you said is really... quite unpleasant."

"That black eagle has already told the old man about the fact that there are people staying there." Tan Feng said suddenly, "Don't underestimate the old man..."

Tan Feng paused suddenly, Yang Er also became a little serious, waiting for Tan Feng's next words, I saw him sullenly said, "The meals he made are still very delicious, much better than any nutritional supplements. "

Yang Er seemed to be exhausted, leaned back in the chair, and said helplessly, "Can you still say something normal?"

Just as Tan Feng was about to refute him, he heard another burst of carnival outside. Tan Feng and Yang Er looked at each other, and they turned their heads to look at the arena, only to see a person they were very familiar with standing in the arena , a red-haired youth.

Tan Feng's face instantly became extremely ugly, so dark that it could almost drip water, Yang Er felt the surging killing intent from his body, and faintly felt a chill down his spine, as if standing beside him was not a person, but a head A very lethal beast.

"At everyone's request! Let's play an extra game! The players in this game are also very good! I believe that those who have seen Boss Tan Feng must have seen him! Being able to follow Boss Tan Feng is definitely not enough strength Poor! Next, let's take a look! As Tan Feng's boss's little follower, what kind of strength does he have!"

The wild shouts and screams outside, as well as the shouts of "Tan Feng! Tan Feng! Tan Feng!" all made Tan Feng's atmosphere even colder.

Tan Feng stared at the field indifferently, pursed his lips slightly, and remained silent.

Yang Er also looked at the field. He clearly saw the unconcealable fear on the face of the red-haired young man. He was a little confused and asked, "Will people be forced to play here?"

"No." Tan Feng took a deep breath, seeming to suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "But they will lure you with a lot of money... His mother is seriously ill..."

Tan Feng didn't go on talking, just kept looking at the field, Yang Er immediately realized that the "he" here refers to the red-haired youth.

It goes without saying that the organizers probably took advantage of the fact that the red-haired young man is very short of money, so he paid a lot of money to let him play. Once he plays, even Tan Feng can't say anything, because this is the red-haired young man's own choice.

Whether he lives or dies depends entirely on his own fate.

"He will lose." Yang Er glanced at the field and suddenly said, "If you don't help him, he will definitely lose."

"His own choice, no one can make the decision." Tan Feng had already sat back on his seat, and even had a small tea, as if he was no longer worried. Yang Er sighed, just like what Tan Feng said, this is Hong The young people make their own choices, none of them can make the decision, and no one can help them.

However, it's still uncomfortable to watch.

When the cheers sounded on the field, Yang Er knew that the game had started. He glanced at Tan Feng, but found that Tan Feng hadn't even looked at the field from the corner of his eye, as if it was just a stranger fighting on the field.

The red-haired young man looked at his opponent in fear. He kept looking at Tan Feng, but he never called for help. The heavy hammer hit his chest again, and there was no way to avoid it. He was hit by the heavy hammer directly on his chest, and his bones shattered. The crackling sound was amplified by the loudspeaker, cruel and bloody.

The body of the red-haired young man was smashed against the protective cover, and fell to the ground again. With a "bang", a mouthful of blood gushed out. He moved his body with difficulty, but fell down powerlessly, desperately Looking at the opponent walking towards him in front of him.

The man smiled ferociously, holding a hammer-shaped level weapon.

"I don't want to die...I...I don't want to die..." The red-haired young man backed up tremblingly, bleeding all over the ground, his horrified and desperate eyes were projected three-dimensionally from the big screen, which greatly satisfied the audience look and feel.

However, Yang Er knew that the organizer came here to warn Tan Feng, but with such a cruel method, Yang Er felt that instead of achieving the effect of warning, it was likely to annoy Tan Feng.

"Ah..." the red-haired young man screamed again, his leg bones were broken by the heavy hammer, and the hammer-shaped weapon was stained with bright red blood, the red-haired young man almost screamed, he was in pain. So unable to speak, the body rolled on the field.

This is torture, Yang Er stood up, but was pulled violently by someone, he turned his head to look at Tan Feng, the smile was no longer on his face, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "I can't turn a blind eye. "

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