The Trainer's Way of Fighting

Chapter 191
Prosecutor?

Cheng Che, whose attention was quickly pulled back by this keyword, instinctively shuddered, instinctively tensed his muscles, and fully launched the power of the waveguide, preparing to dodge the opponent's unexpected blow.

What kind of attack will it be?The bombardment of high-level elves?Machete, stick?Or—a gun?

Calm down, and quickly scan the surrounding environment, Cheng Che only saw a few staff members who looked at Sister Mei and Xin Ming indifferently, and the eyes of the possible opponents looking here were even more playful.

Why didn't the other party attack us immediately?Cheng Che immediately noticed the abnormality.

"Report?" Xin Ming smiled and helped up the chair kicked over, and sat on it by herself, her tone full of sarcasm.

"If my mother wants to report, the first choice is to report you. When you are imprisoned by the prosecutor's office or the police, remember to curse me again."

Xin Ming, who was sitting on the chair, was calm and calm.From the moment the other party yelled out, she knew that the other party was cheating on her.

If the other party really had a clue and found out that he and Cheng Che did it, these people would not talk to him at all.Those who can come in the dark will definitely not come in the open, and those who can sneak attack will never be confronted head-on. What greets me is definitely not a question, but a stormy attack.

So just now she deliberately let Han Zai, who is not her own, walk in the front, to test the situation inside.I walked in the second, with my hands already on the poke balls of Nine-Tails and Magic Wall Dolls, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.Let Cheng Che, the strongest thug on the surface, who actually needs to be protected, walk in the third place.

After entering the door and getting used to the light, Xin Ming was really relieved to see Sister Mei sitting on the chair and the busy staff.

"Hehe," Sister Mei sneered twice, crossing her arms to reveal a large amount of snow, "I will remember it. This time I can only add 1000 yuan. It has not opened for nearly two weeks, and the audience has also lost, and my income has also been affected. .”

"It's really picky," Xin Ming said from the bottom of his heart, "One thousand is one thousand. Let me be considerate of you."

"When will it start?" Cheng Che relaxed and asked Sister Mei.Only then did he realize that his voice was a little hoarse due to nervousness. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask. Originally, his voice sounded distorted, and the other party didn't respond to it.

I am still too immature, after all, I am still a student.Cheng Che couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart. Compared with Xin Ming who was leisurely sitting on the chair, this feeling was stronger.

"Wait another 10 minutes. The signal on our side has just been connected not long ago. The equipment needs to be adjusted," Sister Mei pouted, "Go over there and wait." She signaled Cheng Che to go to the center of the hall and wait for the start.

"Give me back the chair, I'm stepping on high heels..."

"It's not just one, you take two steps to get it yourself."

Cheng Che walked to the center of the hall, started to move his fists and feet, and focused his attention on the trainer again.

The only certain points are that, judging from the opponent's strong figure and rough skin, he should not be too young.There are three elf balls pinned to the waist, and the rest are empty card slots, so there should only be three elves.

I don't know if the pockets of the two jeans are stuffed with a wallet or a mobile phone, or something else. They are bulging, but the shape is probably not a Poke Ball.

No matter how much information there was, Cheng Che couldn't figure it out.

The other party also observed Cheng Che with scrutiny.

The two men looked at each other, like two beasts looking at each other before attacking.

On the other side, for some unknown reason, Xin Ming returned the chair to Sister Mei.

Satisfied that she didn't sit for 3 minutes, Sister Mei checked the time on her phone and had to get up to work, "Let's get started."

The high-power spotlights were turned on to illuminate the hall as if it were daytime. This time their work was more convenient, and they directly transported the equipment and batteries to the stairs on the second floor to provide light source from a condescending height.

The camera made a humming sound, connected to the computer and signal, and transmitted the captured images to every corner of the world.

Before Sister Mei walked into the camera, the trainer also released his elf. It has a lavender warrior armor-like shell, brown hard hair on its head, and its hands are wrapped in two energy-condensed red gloves. ——Another evolution of Dauntless Boy, Kuaiquan Lang.

Such an opponent made Cheng Che a little dazed for a moment, as if he was facing another possibility, another fearless boy on the world line.

However, the tyrannical murderous aura on the opponent's body and the dull threat threatening him quickly made Cheng Che wake up vigilantly.

The trainer in the outer circle ordered loudly: "Kaiquan Lang, wait. It hasn't started yet, please be patient."

As soon as she raised the microphone, Sister Mei cast a wary glance at Kuaiquan Lang, quietly changed her route, and approached Cheng Che, "Dear viewers, your favorite Princess Sissy is back in the late-night fighting studio. Some time ago , due to equipment failure, the broadcast could not start, I am really sorry."

After speaking, she approached the camera, bowed deeply, and accurately revealed her career line in front of the camera.

Let it go when you see it, sister Mei turned the rhythm back to the fighting competition, "Today we are fighting on both sides, and one side is everyone's old acquaintance, the ever-victorious Fist of Fury."

Pointing at Kuaiquan Lang from a distance, she didn't want to put herself in danger. .

"On the other side is our crazy house demolition maniac, big brother. Do you still remember the battle where he demolished our venue last time? Unfortunately, today's venue has no chance."

Sister Mei made a detour to Cheng Che's side, took the microphone away, and said softly, "You tore down the house last time, and you were quite popular. Cooperate with my mother and do a pose or something!"

"Oh!" Cheng Che raised his fists above his head speechlessly, as if shooting an arrow into the sky.

"...I really have no talent," Sister Mei was also speechless, so she had to pose in exactly the same pose, and then shouted into the microphone: "Yeah!"

"Hahaha..." Xin Ming laughed unscrupulously from outside the arena.

"It seems that senior brother is very confident of victory. Now, please start placing your bets. Fist of Raging Flame and senior brother, who will win in the end?"

Sister Mei tried her best to ignore Xin Ming's laughter, maintained a forced smile, and walked in front of the camera: "Today is the last weekend of this month, the audience who want to see me, you can give it a go."

30, 52... The stakes in the system light curtain in Cheng Che's eyes are increasing rapidly.

It wasn't until 【Eldest Brother: 842 million, Fist of Fury 1127 million】that it gradually slowed down and almost stopped growing.

After nearly two weeks of rest, the bet has not decreased but increased, and the leeks are growing so fast!

The high stakes made the smile on Sister Mei's face become sincere and charming, "Every audience, the fight begins!"

(End of this chapter)