C22 Purpose

"Brat, you dared to come here alone, shouldn't I say I admire you?"

Xiao Lee squinted as he sized up the calm face of the young man. When he saw the other party's bald head, his eyes flashed as he roughly guessed that the man had just come out from some place.

Mei Chuanqi guessed that the other party was Brother Lee, and scanned the other two people in the hall and laughed: "I want to talk to Brother Lee alone."

Yan Tai shouted angrily: "Brat, don't push your luck!"

Xiao Lee stared at Mei Chuanqi for a good while, then said: "You may leave."

Yan Tai's lips moved, he wanted to say something, but he was pulled out by Wan He, who was standing at the side, and closed the door of the hall.

Mei Chuanqi took off his sunglasses, and extended his right hand out towards Xiao Lee: "I am Mei Chuanqi, nice to meet you Brother Lee."

Xiao Lee did not shake hands with him, but stared at the familiar handsome face with half-closed eyes: "Surnamed Mei? The deserter from a year ago? "

He sneered, "No wonder you can recognize Boss Jin! Speak, what business does the young master of Mei Family have with us small merchants? "

Mei Chuanqi acted as if this place was his own home, he just sat at the side and said: "When I was in prison, I heard the Boss Jin mention that you guys secretly set up a Mecha Combat Competition …"

There were no rules, and no limitations. The competitors could beat the opponent in any way, and as long as the opponent's Battle Mecha was completely destroyed, the victory could be considered as a win, and the competitors who were knocked out would often not die in the Battle Mecha, and would only end up half crippled.

The mecha combat competition was cruel and exciting. Many aristocrats were willing to pay such a high price to satisfy their desires. This was precisely the reason why there were so many bonuses, and also the reason why there were so many people who did not care about their lives.

Of course, he did not come for a high reward, but for something else.

Xiao Lee squinted his eyes, with a flash of light in his eyes, he laughed: "Young Master Mei, we are just small merchants, how could we start an illegal Battle Mecha Combat Competition, are you sure you are mistaken?"

Mei Chuanqi knew that Xiao Lee would not believe him that easily. After all, a Battle Mecha Combat Competition could not be revealed to the public. Moreover, his identity was extremely sensitive to Xiao Lee.

He did not go to resolve Xiao Lee's suspicions, but instead went straight to the point, "I'm here to participate in the Mecha Combat Competition. I play only in the Final Stage, and will be competing directly every day.

When Xiao Lee heard about the Terminal Competition, his vigilance decreased by a bit. In the bottom of his heart, he could roughly guess his real purpose for coming here.

There were four levels to the Battle Mecha Combat Matches: Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced and Final. Among them, the competitors who could enter the Final Stage not only had to be extremely outstanding genetic fitness s, but also had to have extremely outstanding abilities. Of course, participants who weren't afraid of death could also jump over the stage.

Many people knew about what was happening in these competition grounds. However, there was a hidden secret behind Mecha Combat Competition, and that was that there was a very high chance that the participants in the finals would be chosen to serve on this planet. This was also the reason why their Mecha Combat Competition had not been investigated ever since they were set up.

Xiao Lee stared at Mei Chuanqi, his thoughts running amok.

If he wasn't wrong, this young man in front of him wanted to join the army again!