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Chapter 232 Opening of the World Arena

The sunlight in Los Angeles shines into the window frames around 7 a.m., and the slowly turning phonograph plays graceful and soft music.

Xia Yi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and took a sip of cigarette, then extinguished it in the ashtray.

Behind, Zhou Jin took the suit from the hanger, walked over, and put it on him: "Boss, the time is over, Magneto and the others are waiting outside."

After taking a last look at the morning scene in the city, the angular face reflected in the glass, which was cold and cold. Then he turned around, put his arm through the cuffs, and whispered to the woman beside him.

"Let's go."

He took out a glove from his pocket and put it on his right hand, opened the door and walked out.

Outside aisle.

The Magneto, the Electric Python and more than ten people who had been waiting for a long time, stood on both sides and shouted: "Boss!"

"Go to the venue!"

The figure who walked out of the room did not move. Xia Yi strode through the middle, and Zhou Jin followed behind for a while, Magneto, Electric Python, Lin Wensheng, Dog Girl, Fatty, Drunk Man... and other groups of subordinates followed one after another and took two elevators downstairs together.

A large group of people then walked out of the elevator and appeared in the lobby on the first floor. They were covered in yellow skin and oriental faces, attracting a lot of gazes and whispers.

"Are these Chinese? So many..."

"It seems like I'm going to participate in the World Championship."

"May God bless America and let these Asians leave our land immediately."

Among the rustling conversation, the crowd and footsteps spread out of the first floor hall. They sat in the four cars waiting outside and drove towards the competition venue.

The morning sun is bright and warm.

The city with tall buildings reflects dazzling lights in the morning sun. The temporarily renovated guild hall in the football field in the east of the city, colorful hot air balloons drag the words of blessings floating in the air.

Just like a festival, there are teams dressed up in cars parade the streets, and there are clowns and girls in short skirts performing some juggling performances and dances in the square outside the clubhouse to attract the attention of passers-by.

At the entrance of the guild hall a little further away, there was a long queue of people entering the venue. On the other side of the venue, hundreds of contestants walked in one after another. Someone suddenly heard the dense footsteps and turned his head to look.

Xia Yi was surrounded by a group of people and walked towards him. A staff member hurriedly asked ordinary players to lean against the side. They were all martial arts practitioners or some supernatural powers, and they also had arrogance, which naturally caused some people to be upset.

"Don't be impulsive, do you know who that person is?"

"who?"

"Crow! The leader of the South Korean team was killed by him before he even participated in the competition..."

When the impulsive person heard this, he took his steps back and looked at Xia Yi's back in the aisle that was given up in front of him, and his clenched fist finally let go.

Zhou Jin threw a special magnetic card to the access control and followed the boss in.

Walking through the arc-shaped passage, the Anchorton security guard guarding along the way came up and whispered something to the micro microphone at his mouth. Facing Xia Yi and others coming, he made a "please" gesture to the elevator on the side, and someone had already pressed the elevator there.

Not long after, the group went to the high stands of the renovated soccer stadium. The elevator door slowly opened, and the view could directly overlook the entire football stadium and the audience seats in three directions.

After walking out of the elevator door, the psychic subordinates behind Xia Yi walked consciously to the stands around this stand, standing one person in a single step, wearing a uniform black suit and sunglasses, giving people a sense of atmosphere that can be comparable to Anchorton.

In front of the stands, there was only a long sofa, and Xia Yi sat down directly, and only Zhou Jin sat down next to him.

Behind him, Magneto, Electric Python, Crazy Rat, Drunk, High Temperature, Chameleon... lined up with both hands behind him, and the atmosphere suddenly showed a sense of majesty.

"Doejuk has gone downstairs?"

It was higher than the audience. Xia Yi swept through the crowded crowds below, but couldn't find the fat man who was holding Xixi to the crowd to experience the atmosphere of the competition.

"There are so many people here, and it's not easy to find them, but he should watch the game at the front." Zhou Jin took out a cigarette and handed it to the boss's mouth, and then lit it, "By the way, boss, I heard that this game is live broadcast worldwide. Do you think my family can see it too?"

"You haven't been home for many years, are you?"

"Well, but I don't want to go back..." Zhou Jin put down the lighter, with a smile on his beautiful eyes: "...I participated in this competition just to tell them that I am still alive and have a good life, just fine."

Xia Yi patted the back of her hand and said nothing.

On the ground ahead of them, thirty small rings have been arranged, and the huge eight-sided display screen in the middle has entered the debugging stage, playing some competitive advertising, as well as Anchorton's advertisements, and some display screens of military weapons.

As time went by, more and more spectators entered the venue, and the crowds of noises covered the buzzing of several small drones in the air. In addition to the photographers near the venue below, these drones were the ones who broadcast the entire area live.

In the field commentary room, the supervisor who was hosting the live broadcast continued, watched the indicator lights in place on the equipment light up, he picked up the communicator and said.

"The opening ceremony begins, and all live photography is connected to the outside world."

Order to go down layer by layer.

The originally noisy and lively seats suddenly heard the emotional music, and the voice of people gradually stopped.

Countless eyes were cast to the center of the venue.

In the middle of the small ring on both sides, someone stood on a podium holding a torch and loudly promoted the spirit of the competition. Then he turned around and jumped to the ground and threw the torch into a sacrifice cauldron.

The huge flames rushed up.

In the audience, countless Americans and foreign tourists stood up and made thunderous applause. After a moment, someone blew a whistle and two cheerleaders in tight-fitting and short skirts entered the venue and danced around the flames.

In the sky, drones equipped with camera functions pass by from above, the image taken in the lens is converted into data, and they are transmitted through the pipeline to space outside the distant clouds through the air, and then transmitted from the satellite to all parts of the world.

East.

As the night fell, the island country with waves pounced on the reef, Keiko Sakai sat at home, pulled her son Mago, excitedly watching the videos broadcast on TV, looking for someone's figure.

In an izakaya in a street in Tokyo, Hiroichi Sanada, who was intoxicated, held a bottle and stared at the TV screen in the hall. After a moment, he sighed regretfully and was also grateful inside.

Invisible data crosses the ocean.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening in China. It was the time when the family gathered together to watch TV. The old man who once had a lot of wealth sat alone in front of the TV. When he saw the female disciple's figure in the switching scene, his eyes briefly showed his spirit.

Sometimes I think about it, except for the initial careful teaching, I rarely give her guidance later. What kind of master I am...

In Jiaohe City, Chen Sha brushed his friend's spiritual seat, put it in the shrine, lit an incense stick, sat back on the sofa, and watched the images coming from the TV.

Dongfang Xuyuan was in Chengyin City and was sending new task instructions to the team members. He occasionally glanced at the scene played on his phone, quieted down, his face with a scar, showed a little smile, and then continued to discuss work.

The couple who once abused domestically, because they were not on duty, hugged on the sofa early. When they saw a familiar face appear, the man straightened his neck from the woman's arms: "It's your mistress."

Then, the woman was slapped in the face.

In Tongshan Town, Xia Yi's hometown, Xia Lin brought a basin of hot water to the feet of her parents who had been working hard for a day. She wiped the sweat from her face and ran to turn on the old TV.

"Your daughter said your brother would be on TV. There are so many people here, which one is him."

"Brother won't lie to us. He said he would participate in this competition..."

Charlene squatted in front of the TV, staring at the black and white screen attentively. When she looked at the constantly changing cameras and translated commentary inside, she suddenly screamed and pointed her fingers at a certain part of the screen.

"It's brother... it's brother, he's really on TV. Oh my god, it's still a special stand."

"You stupid woman!"

Xia Jianxun was so excited that he almost stepped on the basin of his foot, "Pick up your hand and block your mother!"

The picture flashed past.

Under the dark sky, there are people who cannot watch this live broadcast at this moment, taking a flight across the ocean and heading towards a city thousands of miles away.

The lights of the flight flash in the night sky.

Looking at the passenger who was gradually falling asleep, Jiang Yu put down the curtain, sat back on the seat, and tied up her seat belt. She looked at the night clouds floating outside the cabin window and closed her eyes.

"Come on, Brother Yi."

With the humming passenger plane, we walked through the clouds and headed towards the gradually shiny direction until the sky became bright and bright.

Under the white clouds.

The huge football field burst into loud cheers, and the sound of hosting the game resounded through the guild hall in the loudspeaker.
Chapter completed!
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