The mask broke and scattered, revealing the true face of the Iron Mask Warrior. This shot was captured by the camera and appeared on the big screen, making everyone scream in surprise and stare at the young face.
Since the start of the match, the Iron Mask Warrior has been wearing a mask on his face and has never taken it off. The audience is very curious, secretly guessing whether the opponent's appearance is extremely ugly, or he is too disfigured to see others. At this time, seeing the mask, he is not ugly.
Moreover, his delicate and delicate face was simply beyond their expectations.
In the office on the twelfth floor of the hotel, the two beautiful girls on the seats were full of surprise when they saw this scene. Roksani screamed: "Oh my God, it turns out he is a pretty good-looking little boy, not ugly.
"
Elsa's bright blue eyes were filled with shock, and she lost her voice: "How could it be him..."
Roxani asked quickly: "Who is he? Prince, do you know him?"
"If I'm not mistaken, he is Qiu Yu, a gang boss from China."
On the screen, Qiu Yu was stunned by this terrifying blow. His body rushed backwards involuntarily, blood spewed from his nostrils, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
In the arena, "Iron Mask..." Susan outside the iron cage stamped her feet and shouted anxiously. Even though the opponent's appearance surprised her, she had no time to care about anything else. She was only worried about Iron Mask's safety.
In the audience, Dong Biyang and others were dumbfounded, Xiaorou covered her mouth with her hands, and Caihua's eyes were as wide as glass bubbles, saying in disbelief: "He... he seems to be Qiu Yu, he can't
Well...Princess, what is going on?" Puzzled, she quickly turned to look at Xia Lan, and found that her best friend had left. She ran forward quickly along the passage, crying: "Xiaoyu
…”
Seeing Xia Lan caring so much about the boy, Dong Biyang was even more jealous. He gritted his teeth and said: "It turns out that it's that bastard from Qiu Yu who is wearing a mask and causing trouble. Mad, you really don't know how high the sky is, and you still want to win my money. It's really a daydream."
, just let the wind demon beat you to death."
Dissatisfaction flashed in the eyes of Xiaorou next to her, and she said angrily: "Are you mistaken? You are too poisonous. Isn't it just a gamble? As for cursing others like this?" She already had a good impression of Qiu Yu.
At this time, I saw that the opponent not only participated in the competition, but also had the opportunity to win the championship, which made me feel that it was not easy.
Dong Biyang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "None of your business, he's just a little bodyguard. What's so good about him? Do you really like him?"
"Hmph, you don't have to worry about it..." Xiaorou responded angrily. She didn't care about having another verbal spat with Dong Biyang and ran out to the arena, followed by Caihua and several other girls.
In the iron cage, Qiu Yu fell to the ground. Feng Mo seized the opportunity and rushed forward. He launched a follow-up attack like a mad lion, kicked out his right leg, and kicked Qiu Yu flying again.
In mid-air, Qiu Yu opened his mouth and spit out two mouthfuls of blood. The red blood droplets were shocking.
At this time, Xia Lan had already rushed forward, walked directly to the stage, and cried: "Stop fighting...Xiaoyu, just admit defeat...Don't continue, you will be beaten to death..."
Two uniformed workers quickly stepped forward to stop her. They grabbed Xia Lan's arm. One of the workers scolded her with a straight face: "Madam, please respect yourself. There is a competition now. You must get out."
The sudden episode attracted the attention of the photographer, who moved the camera over, and a pure and beautiful face appeared on the big screen, full of tears, like pear blossoms with rain, which made many people feel pain in their hearts and couldn't help but feel pity.
In the office on the twelfth floor, when she saw the girl on the screen crying and calling Xiaoyu, she was immediately attracted. She stared at the oriental girl, as if her heart was touched, her face showed emotion, and she said to herself: "
Xiaoyu, it seems that boy is really Qiuyu, but who is this girl?"
Roxani said casually: "Let me see, the little girl is crying so sadly, she must be the girlfriend of the Iron Man. No wonder that boy doesn't like Susan. It turns out that he is very dedicated. This girl is indeed more beautiful than Susan.
Especially the temperament is rare to see."
In the flash of lightning, Elsa suddenly thought of something and said excitedly: "I know who she is. Her name is Xia Lan, and Qiu Yu is her bodyguard. I didn't expect that the two of them came to New York and appeared in
Fighting competition, what a coincidence."
Roxani was a little puzzled, "Is she a bodyguard? I don't think so. This girl cares about Iron Mask very much. Maybe they have feelings for each other."
Elsa smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. No matter what their relationship is, I will treat them well. To paraphrase an ancient Chinese painting, it doesn't matter if a friend comes from afar."
Roxani said: "Prince, you are really knowledgeable and hospitable. However, I'm afraid that boy will be beaten to death by the wind demon before you can entertain me."
Elsa shook her head and said in a positive tone: "No, he won't die that easily..."
On the other side of the arena, girls such as Naihua and others also came nearby. They were blocked by the staff and were not allowed to get close to the iron cage. They were warned, "Ladies, please abide by the rules. If you continue to mess around, you will be kicked out."
Unable to step forward, Xia Lan could only cry: "Xiaoyu... don't continue, stop the game quickly, I don't want you to die..."
Girls such as Xiaorou, Caihua and others also shouted loudly: "Qiuyu, you have to cheer up."
"Come on Qiu Yu, you are the strongest..."
In the cage, Qiu Yu's body hit the top wall of the cage with a squelching sound, and he was almost dizzy after receiving heavy blows one after another. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice, "I don't want you to die." He turned his head and glanced over, and what he saw was
That beautiful face full of tears felt like a heavy hammer hitting his heart. He suddenly became sober and secretly gritted his teeth, "Yes, I can't die, I can't fail. I haven't fulfilled my duty yet. Who will die if I do?"
Come and protect her..."
An idea flashed in his mind. Qiu Yu closed his eyes and fell heavily to the ground motionless, appearing in a coma.
The vast majority of the audience who supported Feng Mo burst into deafening cheers. Dong Biyang waved his hand excitedly and praised: "Well done, Feng Mo is truly a master among masters. I guess that kid is already useless."
Even though Liu Wenjun next to him was a girl, he didn't have the slightest pity. He echoed: "That kid deserves it. Who asked him to overestimate his ability and go on stage to compete?"
The other students were also full of gloating, and said with a smile: "That's good, the young master has definitely won."
"It's best to cripple that kid instead of killing him. Otherwise, where will the young man collect the money?"
Dong Biyang smiled sinisterly and said: "I hope he is beaten to death. I hate that bastard. What are you afraid of if he dies? The employer will pay for it on his behalf."
A boy next to him shouted: "Yes, we really can't let the princess pay the debt with her own body."
A group of boys and girls laughed loudly, showing off their wild and wild looks.
"Xiao Yu..." Xia Lan, who thought Qiu Yu was in trouble, let out a heartbreaking cry. The heart in her chest seemed to have been chopped into eight pieces with a knife, and she shouted incoherently: "Referee... stop the game quickly.
, hurry up..."
Xiaorou and other girls couldn't help crying and shouted: "Referee, please, end the game, Qiuyu has already lost."
"Don't let that man fight again, otherwise someone will die..."