Weird Talk Asylum Center

"Yo, are you fighting?"

Wang Jin clutched his stomach and ran back to the jury, only to find that the competition had already started.

After glancing briefly at the contestants who were beating each other, he silently lowered his head.

After all, there are only a small number of mixed races like Meng Yu who have joined civil organizations. In addition, there is no strange talk equipment available in the arena, which means that few people can fight as wonderfully as Wang Jin and Leonard with limited tools.

Compared with those ordinary people pulling each other's hair, Wang Jin still wants to know how the next annual meeting should be held.

Half of the contestants will be eliminated in the first round, and the rest are more or less capable.

It's a pity that almost no one can beat Wang Jin.

Most of the people who can come to the annual meeting are newcomers with limited experience and ability.

As for whether someone will use some tricks

If Wang Jin doesn't play dirty, he's already in charge of the situation.

"What do you think?"

A half-dead voice sounded, and a scarred face appeared in front of Wang Jin's eyes.

Ma Yao sat down leisurely and tugged at the neckline.

Xiao Huzi and Han Dong both went back to rest, and he acted very relaxed.

"I'm thinking about how to play the next game."

Wang Jin spread his hands, but did not hide his thoughts.

"It is estimated that most people will abstain when they see that the opponent is me, so even if they win the first place, they will be said to be unfair."

The young man scratched his head with a troubled expression.

He is not deliberately showing off, but is stating the facts.

Luo Chan and Sword Dance are enough to suppress most players, coupled with meticulous thinking and flexible attack methods, they are almost certain champions.

"If it was normal, I'd be happy."

"But as an idol supported by the governing bureau, you have to be fair and honest."

"Your boy went to think about it with the director."

Ma Yao twisted his stiff neck and explained to Wang Jin in a low voice.

"Because of the events of the gods and Liuli, the annual meeting had to be suspended for a few days."

"It's unavoidable that a lot of small groups have been created during this time."

"So after a round of competition, the rules changed to this"

"nice."

Wang Jin listened silently, his eyes gradually lit up.

"Okay, that's it."

"I have to prepare the venue and prizes."

Ma Yao sighed, stood up and left slowly.

"Well, this rule should be considered beneficial to me."

Wang Jin rubbed his chin, silently thinking about how to take advantage of the loopholes allowed by the rules.

A few minutes later, a voice on the radio caught his attention.

"Next match, Tian Gou vs Yang Gao."

"hiss"

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at the slightly thin figure.

The expensive suit on his body has been replaced by an ordinary black sportswear, and thick bandages are wrapped around his palms.

Although his every move is still a bit like a layman, it is much stronger than at the beginning.

From the bruises on his body, it can be seen that he has undergone a lot of practice in just a few days, so that his whole temperament has undergone subtle changes.

What Wang Jin cares most about is Tian Gou's eyes.

It was the look in his eyes that wanted to protect something.

"It seems that that incident has made him mature a lot."

Slightly raised the corners of his mouth, Wang Jin muttered in a low voice.

"Do you think so too?"

The petite figure hugged the bucket of popcorn and sat gently beside Wang Jin.

"They finally let you out."

Looking at the familiar figure, Wang Jin couldn't help but sigh.

He could feel that Meng Yu's breath had changed a lot, almost like a pollution aggregate.

Under normal circumstances, such hybrids would have died long ago.

But she didn't, she just lost her human identity.

"Well, you have to wear this."

The little girl showed Wang Jin her wrist while eating popcorn.

There was a fine little bracelet on it that anyone would have thought was some kind of jewelry.

But if you look closely, you can find unknown writing on it shining with silver light.

It's like shackles.

"The simplified version of the Zaratul Mystery can gather the pollution on my body within a certain range."

The little girl tilted her head, she didn't seem to care much about the extra thing on her wrist.

This is the price one must pay to survive in human society.

"Without you, I would probably spend the rest of my life in an asylum."

Meng Yu looked at Wang Jin seriously, with a rare serious tone.

"We're already even."

The latter sighed and didn't look at her.

Meng Yu became like this because he helped himself, and it was also because of himself that he regained his freedom.

Although there are some twists and turns in the process, the ending is always good.

"Do you still want revenge?"

After a moment of silence, Wang Jin suddenly asked.

He still remembered that Meng Yu approached him in the first place to vent his anger on Li Yu and Cuttlefish, but he didn't expect it to end up like this.

"Yes I do."

Meng Yu smiled, and lightly raised his hand to hit Wang Jin.

"The revenge is over."

The little girl shook her fist, her smile suddenly dimmed again.

"There's just one thing that makes me sad."

"It was originally intended to prove that mixed races are not weaker than humans, but unfortunately it can't be done now."

"You've proven it."

Wang Jin spread his hands and stopped talking.

The spurned unclean people stepped forward, leaving behind the people of a small half of the city.

How ironic.

But this achievement is destined to be unknown, and will only be buried deep in the archives of the furnace bolt.

Of course, this does not mean that Wang Jin will forget.

"What we should do now is to hope that Tian Gou can get a good result. After all, we are competing in your name."

Taking the popcorn from Meng Yu's hand, Wang Jin looked up at the ring.

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"Yo, isn't this Mr. Tian?"

The tall man twisted his shoulders and looked at Tian Gou playfully.

His name is Yang Gao and he is 21 years old.

Although he is from a humble organization, he is indeed No.1 there.

Solving two or three strange talk incidents in a row made him famous, and also brought him a considerable degree of resource tilt.

Although the organization does not have the technology to directly turn ghost stories into combat power, it still has a part of the funds used to buy equipment on the black market.

This made Yang Gao proud.

Coincidentally, his organization had a conflict of interest with Tian Gou's father.

Therefore, when he saw this young master who had been pampered all this time standing in front of him as an opponent, he was very excited.

With the support of the governing bureau, he is not afraid of retaliation after defeating Tian Gou.

So this is a rare opportunity.

Tian Gou adjusted the bandage wrapped around his hand and looked at Yang Gao.

The knuckles under the bandages were already bruising, otherwise he couldn't compete at all.

"Hello."

After looking at his opponent for a while, Tian Gou nodded to him very politely.

The audience in the audience was silent for a while, and then burst into laughter.

The three arenas were competing at the same time, and Tian Gou, who was relatively ordinary in all aspects, was obviously not very interesting.

Most of the audience simply followed Wang Jin's gaze, and they didn't know much about the situation.

"He said hello?"

"Hahahaha, didn't this kid even mock at the beginning?"

"He's not going to say goodbye right away, is he?"

"It's really possible."

The crowd was noisy for a while, looking at Tian Gou with anticipation in their eyes.

If you are polite before a fight, you are either a master or a fool.

This man with a strange name is obviously more inclined to the latter.

"Ok?"

Yang Gao was stunned, and the ridicule that was about to blurt out was suppressed back.