A melodious violin sounded in the banquet hall below, and a few pairs of men and women danced gracefully on the dance floor.

Looking at the group of Wang Ruhu from the Eastern Holy Below, he suddenly heard the woman beside him say, "Is there a woman exactly like me who has been with you all night?"

Wang Ruhu retracted his gaze, and the woman who looked one side turned to the other side was like an illusion. She suddenly realized that the gentle "Natalie" in front of her was the day.

After a moment of coming back to his senses, he turned his gaze away from the other person's face.

"Long time no see, Natalie."

"You haven't answered me just now." Natalie seemed to care very much about this. The crystal pendant hanging down under her ears shaking. She moved towards the man and moved her taller body closer. "Tell me who she is? Why did she look like me to approach you? And..."

She asked in a very light tone: "Also, how did she behave?"

In fact, before Natalie came, she received a call from Jaden, telling her about the appearance of Anchorn who was exactly the same woman as her. Of course, this was said in a joking tone. The day before the banquet, Natalie brought Linda over and called out the surveillance camera.

It is hard to imagine that seeing a woman with the same appearance and figure as herself, with different behaviors and behaviors as herself, caring for a man, the subtle feeling is a bit strange, and even a slight jealousy, just like something that should be her was taken away by her twin sister or sister.

After asking for a moment, the sound of a microphone suddenly broke the melodious violin, and a Western-style Chinese sounded.

"Look, there is a group of Chinese people over there. Am I in Chinatown? By the way, there seems to be the rumored Mr. Crow, the infamous Xia Yi!"

A short-haired man in a white suit and a handkerchief on his chest, with a charming smile, holding a microphone, greeting the guests around him, showing off his self-righteous Western mockery and humor, "I heard that on his way to the competition, he killed the guardians of South Korea, and then his weapons were stolen at the dock. Oh my God, I think he is like a bird who has lost his feathers and will soon return to his hometown by boat..."

In the banquet hall below, a crowd of men and women burst into laughter.

Wang Ruhu looked at the group of silent Asians, especially the young man in the lead. He had confirmed that it was his cousin Xia Yi. In his eyes, Jaden was pushed in a wheelchair by the black Kane to negotiate. The former smiled and shook his sleeves, and the suit spread out, and a black shadow flew out of the young man's hands. The man who showed off his humor also made a "ha" sound at the same time, as harsh as thunder.

The huge noise instantly spread in the banquet hall, and several crystal lamps hanging from the dome were shaking.

The man seemed to be bleeding, covering his cheek and trying to rush down, but was stopped by the security guard. The few people accompanying the young man here also wanted to go over, and Jaden stood in the middle, as if he was persuading both sides.

Wang Ruhu stood behind the stone guardrail, put his hands in his pocket for a while, and seemed to remember what the woman asked just now, "She is very gentle. Although she looks and behaves like you, she feels like a wife in her bones."

"You enjoy it?"

"Although I'm reluctant to say this, it's true." Wang Ruhu looked at the farce below gradually ending under Jaden's mediation, waiting for the woman's words, but he didn't respond for a while. Looking back, Natalie had already stood up on the sofa behind her, as if she was thinking about something, frowned slightly, fell into thinking again, and turned around and left.

‘This is like her.’

Before, Wang Ruhu was able to see through the other party, but it was not other problems. The disguiser was not as good as Natalie's words, and he couldn't help but fall into thinking about the topic. The serious and weird habit was not so easy to imitate.

The conflict below seemed to have been avoided. The man who was showing off his humor was still shouting with his bleeding ears. Wang Ruhu went down to take a look and walked to the young man who was about to leave.

"Can you talk? Xia Yi."

I thought Wang Ruhu was here to find fault. A man behind the young man, who was as big as an iron tower, wanted to stand up, but the young man reached out to stop him, "You go and wait for me."

In front of the open banquet hall gate, a young man named Xia Yi waited for the person behind him to go out, turned his face and smiled.

"Cousin, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Wang Ruhu then squeezed out a smile. He had no feelings for the young man in front of him. Perhaps because of the lack of memory, there was no emotional connection. Only the other person's right hand was wearing a glove, and he felt a faint sense of a demon star's aura, but it was a little different, lifeless, without the signs of life like the demon star, and even violent restlessness.

The two smiled and looked at each other for a moment. Wang Ruhu stretched out his right hand, and Xia Yi on the opposite side also reached out, holding the two hands wearing black leather gloves together.

A dull crackling sound suddenly sounded in the gap between the palms and palms, which could not be heard from the people around.

"There is a problem with my memory. Xia Yi, can you tell me... Is the master not dead?" Wang Ruhu removed the force from his right hand and stared at the other party's eyes. The latter's eyes did not blink, but just nodded.

"I only found out recently, thanks to your Jewish friend. As for your memory, I'm sorry, I'll tell you everything after the game."

"You know?"

"I know a lot of things...but not including Master, and the Holy Prayer Organization you have been to."

The two walked a while to the door. One was tall and mighty, about two meters tall, like a mountain. The young man walking beside him had a slender figure and agile figure. There was a vague manic tyranny in his calm temperament. It was hard to see that the two were cousins.

"I just heard from that man that you lost your weapon?"

"I have sent someone to look for it, I think it will be found soon."

"Then be careful."

Wang Ruhu had several times longing for meeting his only relative, what kind of scene would it be like, but now, both of them had a few simple words, and after saying that, there was no more of the following.

"Cousin, see you on the ring. I hope you have made some progress over the years." Xia Yi smiled and raised his hand.

'hehe.'

Wang Ruhu raised his hand and clenched his fists and touched him, "I also hope you can reach the final and meet me."

"It will definitely."

After saying that, Xia Yi withdrew his hand, shook his body and walked out of the banquet hall gate, turned around and looked at Wang Ruhu again, and led the person away.

"You know him, Hu?" On the side, Jaden was sitting in a wheelchair and slid to the side. Looking at the empty door together, Wang Ruhu tapped and vomited.

"My cousin." As he said, his eyes suddenly looked at the humorous man in Western style just now. Jaden turned around and smiled: "His name is Allen Oaks, and he is also one of the gatekeepers I invited. He has the ability of sound waves and is also a very powerful fighter."

It seemed that he could feel Wang Ruhu's gaze. The man who called Alan over there came over with the blood stained on his hands. He saw that there was an Asian man next to Jaden, and his face was not good-looking. "Northern Mr. Jaden, I think you..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed it with one hand. Alan wanted to avoid it, but his head was still caught by the other party, "What do you want to do?!"

"I don't like your humor, short."
Chapter completed!