Weird Talk Asylum Center

"Shady! Definitely a shady!"

Wang Jin patted his thigh with resentment on his face.

Fortunately, he had said so much with ambition just now, but in the end he was stuffed with the strongest one.

Look at the two-meter-tall figure, the fleshy body, and the thick waist of Wang Jin's arms.

Isn't this going to kill him in the cradle?

"I didn't say that the list of matches is all randomly assigned."

There was a highly recognizable voice next to his ear, and the half-dead feeling was almost impossible for anyone to imitate.

"Ma Yao!"

Wang Jin turned around abruptly, staring at the middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

"Hey, it's useless for you to be anxious with me."

Ma Yao touched the stubble on his face with a helpless expression.

"I didn't arrange this. I'm not qualified as a small social animal."

"It was Director Han and another big shot who made the two of you meet in the first scene."

Hearing what he said, Wang Jin subconsciously looked at Han Dong.

Only then did he realize that there was another person standing beside this strong man like an iron tower.

Different from Han Dong's irresistible temperament, this man seems to be another extreme.

If you don't pay attention, you can't even notice his existence.

The expensive suits seemed to be unable to keep up with his temperament. The exquisite goatee and beautiful sideburns looked a bit extravagant.

At this moment, the middle-aged man with a moustache was smiling and waving at Wang Jin, with a look of resentment.

"Ah... is he very powerful?"

Wang Jin gritted his teeth, but still responded with a smile.

It doesn't matter what the small fish do, the big men must have a good relationship.

"Ah, it's amazing."

Ma Yao nodded and said in a low voice.

"Do you think I'm in charge here now? In fact, it's what people say."

"understood."

Wang Jin thought for a moment, then spoke.

"Okay, I have no objection."

"It's you, there are only two possibilities for being so caring about me."

Looking at Ma Yao's scarred face, the young man stepped back slightly.

"One, you like men."

"Second, you have something to discuss with me."

"Unfortunately, no matter what the possibility is, I will refuse."

After waving his hand, Wang Jin stepped forward to walk away.

"Our governing bureau will also give money."

Ma Yao is also a smart person. Looking at Wang Jin's half-stepping and half-stepping feet, he quickly understood what the other party meant.

"Well...The second possibility is still negotiable."

Wang Jin stopped and walked back with a smile.

"Actually, I can also guess part of it."

"Why did you deliberately arrange for me to meet Leonard in the first match? Even if you deliberately mess with me, it's impossible to catch up with the director's godson."

Spreading his hands, Wang Jin continued.

"In other words, those two can't wait to watch me fight Leonard, and feel that if they don't watch it now, they won't have a chance."

"It means that the competition may end early, right?"

"Ah... so I hate bastards who are too smart."

Ma Yao scratched his slightly oily hair and grinned.

"That's right, that's why."

"There may be troubles in the urban area, but logically speaking, you newbies don't need to do anything."

"However, the abilities of you and the dreamer girl may be useful."

Ma Yao gestured while talking, and glanced at Meng Yu.

"It will be chaotic at that time, and we may need to control the field in a large area."

The decadent and godless eyes suddenly shone with a strange brilliance, he suddenly approached Wang Jin, and whispered in his ear.

"If I'm not mistaken, your ability comes from a certain ancient god?"

"Three."

Wang Jin stretched out his fingers to compare a number, and answered honestly.

The little secret ritual he used to temporarily hide his aura was issued by the Administration Bureau, so it's okay to tell them this not-so-secret secret.

Moreover, clearly informing them of the strength of the Eye of the Ancient God also facilitates their research on other types of Zaratul's Small Mysteries.

"Hey, this is a bit difficult to do, but you can try."

Ma Yao grinned and whispered in Wang Jin's ear.

The eyes of the young man listening to him became brighter and brighter, and then he took a breath.

"You can do this kind of thing?"

"Of course, the capital of the Furnace Bolt is the mystery."

Ma Yao smiled with a proud expression on his face.

"Hiss...they seem to have a good relationship?"

Looking at Wang Jin and Ma Yao, who were shoulder to shoulder, Meng Yu couldn't help but tilt his head.

"Hmm... Maybe it's the social animal attributes that make them attract each other."

Hu Xiaobei thought for a moment, then answered with a smile.

"Ha! Wang Jin!"

Just as he was saying goodbye to Ma Yao, Wang Jin heard that iconic loud voice.

"Old Ray."

The young man smiled weakly, and then was strangled by a pair of Kong Wu's powerful arms.

"Ahem...Are you trying to kill me off stage?"

Struggling to escape from the iron-like embrace, Wang Jin looked at Leonard helplessly.

Not only were the two scheduled to meet in the first round, it was their first match.

In other words, they will be on the field in 5 minutes.

Of course, since there are three arenas, there are two other groups of players competing at the same time.

Different from their tense atmosphere, Wang Jin's group was obviously much more relaxed and happy.

It even looked a bit like a party.

"We still have to fight."

Wang Jin smiled helplessly and looked at Leonard.

"I came here just to make sure."

Leonard looked at Wang Jin with an unprecedented serious expression on his face.

"Wang Jin, do you really want to fight?"

"If you can use all the strange talk abilities, I will definitely not be your opponent."

"But if you only talk about physical skills..."

The strong man didn't finish his sentence, but just looked at Wang Jin worriedly.

"Ah, I'm actually pretty good."

Wang Jin spread his hands and didn't say much.

He knew that Leonard was worried about him, but it was not Wang Jin's character to admit defeat when he came up.

Moreover, Han Dong will definitely be disappointed if he shrinks back because of such a trivial matter.

"I understand."

Leonard nodded, turned and walked towards the ring.

"In that case, let's go all out."

The bear-like burly man took off his shirt, revealing his perfect tendons.

Although he usually looks strong, once he takes off his clothes, Leonard's body is the kind that can participate in a bodybuilding competition.

Armor-like muscles are draped over his body, and the scars on it represent that he has experienced countless life and death fights so far.

Knife wounds, gunshot wounds, scratches, corrosion.

These are all medals that belong to him alone, as a ghost talk worker.

The woodcutter's ax in his hand waved casually, and a terrifying whine sounded in the air.

A cold wind blew around him, and the blessing of the North Kingdom came to this warrior again.

Two cards were slowly displayed on the big screen, and Wang Jin recognized that they were ghost talk cards.

Leonard's blue card, and Wang Jin's green card.

"A ghost train without a copper whistle, a prince of paradise without a medal."

Wang Jin smiled helplessly, and walked slowly towards the ring.

"This... this kid is a green card?"

There was a murmur of shock from the crowd, followed by a murmur of murmurs.

"How could such a strong young man be a green card? Are you crazy?"

"Bah! You must have been bluffed by him."

Fatty Sun changed into a pair of clean pants, sat in the auditorium and yelled cursing.

"This grandson is nothing, don't be afraid, give him a hard slap when you guys come up later."

"Then why don't you go up?"

"Tsk! I'm afraid I'll beat him to death."

Fatty Sun stared and scolded that person.

Fortunately, sitting, no one can see his trembling legs.