"South Korea's supernatural power?"

Zhou Jin followed the boss's gaze and said, "Will he also participate in that world ring competition?"

“It should be.”

When a group of Japanese and Korean restaurants from South Koreans over there, Xia Yi turned back to his eyes: "Continue to eat, I will not let any of these people go."

Not long after, there was a noise from the Japanese and Korean restaurant in the distance. It turned out that the store seemed to be closed today. After the group of South Koreans got angry, they turned around and came to the Chinese restaurant here.

When I walked into the store, my temper was not restrained, but I still found two tables to sit down and order food for dinner. Then, I chatted about something.

Then, the person Xia Yi had seen before seemed to feel the fluctuation of energy. He looked at Xia Yi and the other four who were eating here. He swept the face provocatively, pulled his companion beside him and said a lot of words again, laughing.

Outside the restaurant.

Hiroichi Sanada took a group of new members who participated in the world ring and got off the cruise ship. He actually didn't like this competition very much, but after retreating from the special service team, he still maintained the position of training newcomers. This time he led the team.

First, let audiences from all over the world show their strengths of psychics or warriors in the island countries and revive their previous decadence.

Second, training newcomers, whether it is observing or competing with strong people from various countries, is a rare practice and a task that will help in future.

"Team leader, will there be many powerful people in this time?"

The eight newcomers following him got off the boat and became excited, and they were often whispering, or asking Hiroichi Sanada.

"... By the way, will the crow come to participate too? I heard that Anchorton Company sent invitations to many powerful psychics and warriors."

In front, Hiroichi Sanada, who heard the name "crow", was stiffened while walking, and then shook his head.

"The back group of messengers said that this man is dead, although I don't believe it, he should not come to participate at the risk of our government's investigation again..."

Next second.

He swept his eyes around him, quickly fell back, stayed on the glass of a Chinese restaurant, and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows across the country. A bead of sweat the size of a bean was secreted from his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

Then, he turned around and walked back.

The newcomers over there felt inexplicably and followed: "Team leader, what's going on? Didn't you go for a meal?"

"Don't eat anymore, hurry back to the boat and don't come out."

Hiroichi Sanada lowered his voice and gave a reminder, then looked back, confirming the side face that was talking to someone, and his pace accelerated.

And he looked in the Chinese restaurant.

"What are they talking about?"

The fat man was also looking back at the two South Korean tables not far away, muttering with his thick lips: "I always feel like I didn't say anything good."

The woman sitting next to Xia Yi naturally felt the sight of the South Korean man falling on her face before, and snorted coldly: "It's easy to know. Didn't Director Chen give the boss some fun things?"

"I secretly took one and put it in my bag."

She pulled open her bag, placed a small box similar to a radio on her legs, inserted a pair of headphones, then placed it on the desktop, and after pressing a button, she turned the sound to the maximum.

There are words translated in it.

"......that Chinese woman looks good.....I went to China for a while and easily hooked up with three women. When their woman heard that I was from South Korea, she became very proactive.... After getting into bed, I didn't even pay the room fee and left. By the way...I haven't put on a condom yet...hahaha..."

The group of South Koreans laughed, and from time to time, some handsome-looking people turned back to Zhou Jin and blinked provocatively.

There was also a voice next to him saying, "...that's the captain's good-looking."

"It's not all, it's all thanks to our TV series..... The influence of Chinese women is too deep. In addition, some Chinese people are inferior to us, and they help us take the initiative to match up. They only need to receive a small reward, and they diligently help me contact the good women... China is really hospitable."

By the window, the fat man's hands holding the chopsticks were shaking. The iron chopsticks were instantly mottled and rusted, turning into iron filings and falling on the table.

"Lao Yi, I can't bear it anymore. I want to go over and hammer them to death."

"Don't rush to have a meal first."

Xia Yi lowered her eyes and was still eating the food bit by bit. While listening to the translated South Korean dialect, her face was as calm as before. Occasionally, she seemed to think of something, and her mouth was curved at a glance and she smiled.

In the translator, the words continue.

After talking to the two tables of South Koreans over there for a while, the content of the conversation turned to the world arena.

"The captain received the invitation letter from Anchorton and will let us go."

"How could I let you go? The captain is going to enter the quarterfinals."

"That's right. I don't know who is guarding the island country and China... Hey! Where did the birds fly?"

As the South Koreans spoke, the crow flew in from outside and circled in the restaurant for a while. When a waiter was holding a broom to drive him away, the crow had already landed on Xia Yi's shoulders, and then jumped to the table, and took a piece of meat on the plate without hesitation.

"It seems that the island country and South Korea are divided into two groups, not the same group as the Chinese country..."

Xia Yi rubbed the head of the bird that was tearing the cooked meat, looked at the captain of the South Korean team who was also curious to come over, and smiled politely at the other party.

The man was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile, then turned his head and smiled at the team members around him, "The three Chinese people over there seem to be psychics. When you meet them, don't keep your hands... Well, if that woman wants to go up, you can be more graceful and exchange contact information as well."

"The captain is so romantic, haha..."

At this time, a team member turned around with chopsticks in his mouth and whispered in the laughter of others: "Captain, I think I've seen that person somewhere, a crow... I remember that Huaguo has a supernatural power that also likes to carry crows with him..."

The South Korean captain, who was originally smiling, gradually calmed down his smile and hesitated for a moment, but hesitated in the end, but he still did not show timidity in front of the team members: "It shouldn't be him... how could he meet here?"

When he looked at him again, the other four had already checked the bill and left.

"We... hurry up and get on the boat after eating. My Korean man should have a thrifty one."

"Captain, are you..."

"No, have a meal now!"

The South Korean captain scolded the team members who wanted to speak, knocked on the other party's head with chopsticks. Seeing that the four people there had gone out, he felt relieved for no reason.

"But even if it's really that crow, I probably don't understand what I'm talking about, right?"

Thinking of this, after dinner, he took everyone back to the cruise ship in the port. Among the bustling tourists, he secretly looked around from time to time to see if anyone was following him.

His name is Choi Jong Suk. As a fifth-level psychic, he naturally comes and goes freely in South Korea, but here, especially when encountering psychics from other countries who also come to participate, you need to be vigilant.

Back on the deck, he saw that most of the tourists from South Korea were around him. Hearing the voices of his own people, he felt a little relaxed and waved his hand to let others move freely.

Go back to the room by yourself.

When I opened the hatch door and went in, it was not a big room. The furnishings were the same as before I went out. There was no change. They were specially arranged at the door, and the silk threads by the window were not broken.

"It seems that I'm too nervous. That man may be like that crow, just a person who loves to play with birds, ha... that man smiled at me..."

He closed the door with a backhand.

When he opened the zipper on the collar and was about to take off his coat, his hand suddenly froze and turned around suddenly. A pool of black shadows spread in the gap below the door.

Then, a black human figure stretched out, and a face appeared in the faded black. It was the Chinese man Choi Jongshuo had seen in a restaurant before.

and the smile on the other face.

The two-edged hooks on the cover armor flashed coldly and hung on both sides of the thighs.

Xia Yi grinned and showed her white teeth and said with a smile: "Meet again."

On the other side, Choi Jongshuo gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, and suddenly, "Ah--" roared, and his arms slapped. In the small room, a violent wind stormed.

Opposite, smiling figures turned into several hurricanes that seemed to be unaffected by the hurricane that split the walls, and were shrouded from all directions.

Forbidden secret! Instant Prison Shadow Killing Formation.

Puff puff puff puff puff...

Several consecutive sounds, several sharp blades penetrated into his body, and then pulled out. Four black shadows gradually disappeared from Cui Zhongshuo's shaking sight. Xia Yi, opposite, opened the door, but didn't look at him, turned around and closed the door.

"Don't leave--"

He shouted.

Outside, Xia Yi put away his weapons. When he approached the entrance of the corridor, a puff sound came from the rest cabin behind him, and the roaring voices came to an abrupt end.

There was a pleasant smile in his bright red eyes.

"Now the South Korean team is not guarding the gate."

He walked off the side of the ship and looked at another cruise ship in the port, "One is left."

************

Not long after, someone from the South Korean team opened the captain's room and saw a pool of chopped bodies, sprinkled in every corner of the room...

And the venue in Los Angeles was held, and then I received this shocking news.

Choi Jong-soo was killed in the South Korean group. Before he could recover from this news, less than half a day, the gatekeeper of the island country group also called and asked to withdraw from the competition.
Chapter completed!