C1969

1969

With Zhou Weidao's announcement, the six seeded contestants for the Asian Regional Selection were born.

These six people were divided according to their level of combat strength. They were the six people with the highest combat strength in the preliminaries, and they didn't need to participate in the previous elimination rounds. As for the remaining twenty-four people, each of them would need to fight at least two matches before they could face the other six.

If in the first two rounds, you fought to the death, causing the third round to be unable to fight, then that would mean that you were not a powerful warrior. Even if you were a seeded contestant, you would absolutely not be able to pass the semi-finals, and that would mean that there was no point in having you be a seeded contestant. Therefore, everyone had to admit that as long as you were strong enough, you had the opportunity to choose three of the strongest fighters to represent the entire Asia to participate in the finals of the most powerful fighters.

After the birth of the six seeded contestants, the remaining twenty-four people began to draw lots.

The drawing of lots proceeded very quickly. There were a total of 24 people, and they finished drawing in less than 10 minutes.

With the end of the drawing ceremony, all of today's activities had come to an end.

This made many people rather unhappy, because even the most powerful deity had appeared during the banquet. Golden Bell Zhaoqi of pickled vegetables was only the number two seed, and from beginning to end, he had never appeared, which was a little too much.

At the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, Xu Taiping's office.

"Guild Leader, isn't it a little bad for us to go against those people from pickled vegetables?" Zhou Weidao asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong with that? When our country's athletes go to the national tournament, they have encountered all sorts of annoying things outside the competition grounds. Moreover, it was the other party who started the fight, not me. Xu Taiping said.

"But... All the rooms in hotels above 3-star have been booked, isn't that a bit too extravagant? " Zhou Weidao said.

"I'm fine." Xu Taiping smiled and patted Zhou Weidao's shoulder, "Either you don't want to play, or you need to play bigger, don't you think?"

"That's true!" Zhou Weidao smiled and nodded.

Time passed bit by bit.

12: 30 PM.

Jin Zhong Zhao and the others still could not find a single suite. They called the Samsung Hotel in Lower Sea City, but the results were the same as before.

They didn't expect Xu Taiping to be so cruel. All the rooms and suites above 3-star were booked by him. If they wanted to stay in a hotel, they could only stay in a standard room.

"Are there any other hotels?" Jin Zhong Zhao asked Assistant Pu Zi.

"This... All that's left is the hotel. " As Assistant Park said, he paused for a moment and said, "Mr. Jin, why don't we go find a five-star hotel and stay in the standard room? Even though it's a standard room, it's still better than a hotel. "

"No way!" "If we go back and live in the standard room, it would mean that we have admitted defeat. You guys go and find him. Even if we have to stay in a hotel, we will not admit defeat!"

"But the hotel's hygiene and safety are very problematic." Assistant Pu said.

"What's the problem?" We are all warriors, how can we be afraid of safety? " Jin Zhong Zhao asked.

"Exactly, what is there to be afraid of? Go find a hotel!" Another martial artist from pickled vegetables country said.

"Alright!" Assistant Pu Zi sighed and began to look for a hotel.

With this search, he really did find it very quickly.

"It's right around here. There's a hotel with a big commercial bed. There's a lot of it!" Although it was just a hotel, they had called for the whole night. This was the first time someone said that their family had a single room, so Assistant Pu was very excited.

"Then let's go there!" As he spoke, he looked at everyone present and said, "Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, we will use our fists to retrieve the humiliation we have suffered. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Everyone shouted in unison.

"Come, let's go to the Lido Hotel!" Jin Zhong Zhao said.

"Let's go!"

The group headed towards the Lijing Hotel, which was less than a kilometer away from them.

When everyone arrived at the door of the Lijing Hotel in high spirits, everyone was stunned.

This hotel was located on a street without any street lights.

On the left and right side of the hotel were shops with only half of the doors wide open. Strange red lights emitted from the shops. At the entrance, girls in short skirts and trench coats were standing, smoking and chatting.

Two lights had already been extinguished on the sign of the Lido Hotel, leaving only the two words, "Libin", lit up.

A handwritten sign hung on the transparent glass door. On it were four words: "A room today."

Behind the door, a woman with heavy makeup was brushing her phone while shaking her hair.

"Go in." Jin Zhong Zhao said.

They entered the hotel.

"Big bed room two hundred and eight, standard room three hundred …" The woman with the thick makeup did not even look at Jin Zhong Zhao and the others, and directly opened her mouth to speak.

"We want nine large beds." Assistant Pu said.

"Nine?" The woman with heavy makeup looked at Assistant Pu and company, then put down her phone and said, "Take out your ID card."

"We are from pickled vegetables country, this is our passport!" Assistant Piao placed a stack of passports in front of the woman.

The woman looked at her passport, then opened nine large beds for Kim.

"Here's your room card. The room is on the fourth floor." The woman tossed the room card to Assistant Pu, then continued playing with Yin.

"Let's go upstairs and rest first!" Assistant Pu said.

The group followed Assistant Pu Zi up to the fourth floor.

There was a long hallway on the fourth floor. The hallway was covered with smooth tiles, some of which were worn out. It was clear that they had been here for some time.

The lights in the corridor flickered on and off. It seemed like they had been there for quite some time.

"Everyone should rest early tonight. Tomorrow is the official competition. Besides Mr. Jin, the other two people will be competing. Therefore, you must rest well tonight!" Assistant Pu said.

"Got it!"

"Understood!"

Jin Zhong Zhao took his room card, found his room, and swiped his card to enter.

It was pitch black behind the door. Jin Zhong Zhao inserted the card into the card slot, and then the room's lights lit up.

The room was very simple. It was a bed, then a cabinet. On top of the cabinet was a television.

Jin Zhong Zhao took a step forward, and suddenly felt as if he was stepping on something. He looked down and found that there was a stack of production films under his feet.

He squatted down to pick up the production and found that it was a piece of paper with many beauties painted on it. There were also some words like "white-collar worker", "beauty", "model", "young woman", and a phone number.

Of course, Jin Zhongzheng knew what these cards meant. He disdainfully smiled, then threw the cards aside and closed the door.

Although it was a small hotel, it was still better than standing on the side of the road.

He packed his suitcase and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

It was already 1: 30 in the morning when he finished his shower.

Jin Zhong Zhao walked to the window and looked out.

There was another building not more than three meters away from the window. Many of the lights on that building were red.

A window facing Jin Zhong Zhao was ajar. Jin Zhong Zhao squinted into the gap in the window, and saw two intertwined pairs of legs.

Jin Chongguo's pupils slightly constricted …

The night was already very dark.

At this moment, it was already 2 in the morning. Those who should be sleeping had already gone to sleep, so it was extremely quiet.

Under such a quiet atmosphere, the voices of men and women in the neighboring house became especially distinct.

Jin Zhong Zhao lay on the bed, tossing and turning.

To a martial artist, his blood energy was much more vigorous than an ordinary person's. Therefore, after hearing these sounds, Jin Zhongzheng's reaction time was also much better than an ordinary person's.

Three in the morning.

He turned on the bedside lamp, got up and walked to the door, bent down and picked up the card he had thrown on the floor.

Holding these cards, Jin Zhong Zhao carefully looked at them for a long time. Then he walked to the bed, picked up the phone from the bed and made a call.

Three thirty in the morning.

Bang bang bang.

A faint knocking sound came from the door.

Jin Zhong Zhao, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up and walked to the door. "Who is it?" he asked in a low voice.

"Room service." A woman's voice came from outside the door.

Jin Zhong Zhao shuddered, and then he opened the door.

Outside the door, a beautiful woman wearing a large windbreaker was standing there.

"Is this the service you asked for?" The woman asked with a gentle smile.

"Yes …" "Me." Jin Zhong Zhao nodded.

"Can I go in?" the woman asked.

"Come in." Jin Zhong Zhao stepped aside.

The woman walked in, and then he closed the door.

"So warm!" As the woman spoke, she took off her windbreaker.

The moment she took off her clothes, her graceful figure was revealed.

That was a really S-shaped figure. That * *, that * * *, that * *, made people feel like their stomach was shaking just by looking at it.

"Are all the waiters in China so good these days?" Jin Zhong Zhao walked up to the woman, leaned his body against her back, and asked in a low voice.

"Eight hundred fast food, two thousand dinner bags. Sir, do you want them quickly or do you want them for the night?" the woman asked as she turned to face him.

"I'll give you six thousand and stay here with me for three nights." Jin Zhong Zhao said as he placed his hands on the woman's waist.

"Alright." The woman smiled and then kissed him.