"First of all, everyone who has received the invitation letter, please gather here and board the Quan Yuan."
The leader in a black suit showed an invitation with the word "Wish" written on it, then raised his thick and powerful arm and pointed at a large luxury cruise ship in the port.
"Zezi, did I receive this when I was practicing?"
Bai Tangjing touched his chin and looked at the luxurious and spectacular cruise ship.
He has never been on a ship of this level in his entire life.
It looks super expensive!
As for Xie Zi, her head went crazy, she lightly knocked on Bai Tang Jing's forehead and said helplessly.
"If so, I would have pulled you up now, Jing."
So Bai Tangjing could only curl his lips and wait for the arrangements of the people in black suits.
And at the right time, the leader in the black suit's arm that was originally pointing at the Fist Wish waved in a huge arc.
Pointing to a dilapidated cargo ship docked next to the luxury cruise ship.
The contrast between a shabby and small cargo ship next to the world's top cruise ship is as strong as a roadside beggar and a king standing on the same stage.
“For participating companies that have not received invitations, please board this ‘Destiny’.”
The leader in a black suit ignored the sudden uproar from the remaining corporate representatives and acted as if it was natural.
Among the 28 companies queuing up to board the luxury cruise ship, Soryuin Shiyin and her little secretary walked towards the three of them.
"Hey, Saeko, do you want to come up with me? The bed there is big and soft."
After saying that, he glanced at Bai Tangjing with a hint of teasing.
But then, this heavy muscle control guy's eyes started to go straight.
Wait, I haven’t seen this guy for a week, what’s up with these muscles that are so exciting that they tremble?!
Zuo Liuyuan Ziyin seemed to twist her legs inadvertently.
Saeko looked at her with subtle eyes, smiled and took the boy's arm again.
"The lace dress doesn't look very similar, Ziyin.
Don’t worry, I think Quan Yuan will not let representatives from more than a hundred companies fall into the water, right?”
"If it were you, I could actually turn into lace."
Zuo Liuyuan Ziyin didn't hear the second half of the sentence at all. She swallowed and her eyes couldn't help but turn to the purple-haired beauty's lower abdomen.
She still vaguely remembered that there were mermaid lines and vest lines that made her drool.
Bai Tangjing, who was standing aside, frowned slightly.
"Take it easy, Miss Zuo Liuyuan. I'm sorry, your love is too conspicuous."
"Oh well."
Although she said this, her eyes were unscrupulous.
As if you say what you say, I will listen.
It wasn't until the men in black suits urged her again and again that she reluctantly boarded the boat with the help of the embarrassed little secretary.
And even Saeko, who was smiling from beginning to end, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after she left.
"Huh - let's get on the boat too."
Bai Tangjing nodded, and Taisuke Sawaga followed the two of them, and the three of them walked onto the dilapidated Judean together.
After arriving on the freighter, as expected, there were also official officials in black suits.
He was standing between a heavy iron door and the stairs, his hands stretched out to both sides.
"Fighters please enter the lobby on the first floor, while corporate representatives please go to the second floor."
Amid the commotion of some business representatives who had no idea what was going on, the crowd dispersed again here.
"You and Taisuke should go up first. It looks like something interesting is going to happen."
Bai Tangjing looked at the explosion-proof door and smiled carelessly at Saeko, his fists clenching and relaxing involuntarily.
This was just his little habit before taking action.
The moment Saeko got on the boat, she seemed to smell something, and her eyes turned slightly red.
She had already had a premonition and smiled gently at the boy.
"Well, Kaoru, let's have fun. Taisuke, let's go."
"Ah? Oh, oh!"
Watching the two of them go up to the second floor, Bai Tangjing also walked behind the iron gate.
After entering the door, Bai Tangjing looked around with interest.
Fighters with different looks, hairstyles, and physiques all have their own strong personal styles.
But the only thing they have in common.
——It’s the fighting spirit that seems to be overflowing!
The atmosphere is gradually getting tense.
The faint smell of blood seemed to be accompanied by murderous intent, emerging from invisible gaps.
Look again at the glass dome of the first floor hall where the combatants are.
There, business representatives were looking down at them.
A group of wild beasts eager to fight are locked in a cage, while noble people spend money on safety above, full of expectations.
Isn't this just like the Colosseum?
Bai Tangjing raised his eyebrows.
Next to Bai Tangjing, a black natural roll fighting artist seemed to still not understand the organizer's intention of setting up this scene.
He gestured towards the glass dome to ask for a drink of water.
It seems that he wants his company representative to send water down?
Does he really not understand yet?
Bai Tangjing walked over and gave a kind reminder.
"Arnold, uncle. Is it really okay to let irrelevant personnel bring water down at this moment?"
The naturally curly black hair turned her head in surprise.
"Ou Yaji (uncle)?"
He, a young and powerful fighter, was called "uncle" in a room full of peers?
But when he saw the sixteen-year-old boy's face, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he couldn't retort.
Now high school students can also box? And for this age, he seems to be an uncle...
At this time, a blond girl with glasses who was clearly wearing ordinary OL clothes, but with a curvy figure that made her look a little sentimental, walked into the room on the first floor with a water bottle.
She handed the water bottle to Natural Volume and said slightly dissatisfied.
"As a fighter, it is your duty to take care of your physical condition at all times, Mr. Ouma."
But the man named "Ouma" didn't care, took the water bottle and started drinking it.
"Thanks, Akiyama."
Then Akiyama, who shook his head helplessly, turned his head and saw the boy beside him.
"Eh?! You are not the one President Nogi likes..."
In order to build a good relationship with this fighter, Nogi Hideki even took the initiative to clean up his mess.
However, as soon as the fist-wish-destroying start order came from the president of the Boxing Club, Katagen Mitou, he completely ignored the follow-up contacts.
Now that I see him here, has he really been poached by someone else?
Before she finished speaking, the blonde girl with glasses suddenly felt a sharp, knife-like gaze on her neck.
The cold feeling as if a sharp knife was about to penetrate her flesh at the next moment even made her hairs stand on end!
Akiyama shrank and looked for the past sensitively.
But on the glass dome in that direction, I saw a dignified and gentle purple-haired beauty with a yellow-haired delinquent beside her.
He was smiling and waving to where he was.
And the boy who was favored by President Nogi also waved enthusiastically in response.
"Eh?"
Wrong, an illusion?
Akiyama didn't think that such a gentle woman could exude a murderous aura that was rare even among martial artists.
But apart from them and their current boss Mr. Yamashita, there is no one else in that direction.
It's really strange.
At this moment, the heavy iron door in the lobby on the first floor closed with a bang.
Immediately, there was a "click" sound of locking.
"What?!"
The situation took a turn for the worse, and he was suddenly locked up with a group of ferocious combatants.
The blonde girl with glasses inevitably panicked.
To make matters worse, on the freighter's radio, the captain with a rough voice was making a cruel announcement.
——In this room, only 5 fighters are allowed to be standing until they arrive at the arena.
The rest will all be eliminated!
next moment.
"Bang-"
The half-empty water bottle was thrown at the head of the boy who had just been having a friendly conversation.
But he dodged it with a tilt of his head and hit the wall, exploding into a spray of water.
Baitang Jing, who tilted his head, took advantage of the situation to block Ouma's pursuing fists and kicks, and jumped back to distance himself.
"Really, uncle..."
The young man took off his glasses and smoothed back the fallen hair in front of his eyes.
"In a blink of an eye, there is no mercy at all."
As he said that, the boy, like Ouma not far away, showed a happy smile.