C117 fight, robbery

If it was said that Tang Meng Rui was wearing a cap and couldn't see her face when she stood beside Huan Tianzong, then when her voice passed through the crowd of people, it was like a huge bomb had instantly blown him into pieces.

A man's voice doesn't change.

For so many years, she hadn't even changed the tone or rhythm of her speech.

Huan Tianzong's hand was still holding onto the game console, and he was staring blankly at the people around him. He could not help but extend his hand out, and spoke: "Tang … "Ku Rui?"

This feeling was too sudden.

All of a sudden, he couldn't believe it was real.

She had been gone so long that he thought he could let it go.

But it was only now that he realized that as soon as she appeared, the fragments that had been entangling him for so long would come back to him and become the same voice in his head: You're back.

The host was surprised, he did not expect Huan Tianzong to suddenly look as if he had been sucked dry, and actually show an expression of loss of control.

Huan Tianzong did not care about what others thought, he only wanted to quickly grab onto Tang Meng Rui. However, the moment his hand reached out, he did not even have the time to stop in midair, he saw that Tang Mo Rui had already turned around, and the end of her hair started to curve in the air, and then she disappeared into the crowd.

"Tang Chu Rui!" Huan Tianzong immediately called out her name, wanting to rush over to the crowd to find her.

However, at the moment, the place was crowded and bustling with people, all of their voices could be heard. No one cared about what Huan Tianzong had said as well.

As if he had fallen into an impenetrable barrier, everyone was cheering and celebrating someone's promotion. They were celebrating the end of the first round of the competition, and some were even excited by the high-energy operation in the game interface just now. Huan Tianzong could only watch as the pink clothes disappeared into the end of the crowd, and in the end, they could no longer find him.

When Huan Tianzong finally broke through the crowd and went to the VIP seats, the assistant rushed over and asked anxiously, "Young Master, what happened to you? Why were they suddenly stunned? We thought something had happened! "

Huan Tianzong's eyes were dull for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he suddenly became clear and said to Huan Jing: "Big Brother! "She …"

He stopped mid-sentence.

Huan Jing was a little confused, and asked: "She? What happened to her? "

But right at this time, Huan Tianzong stopped speaking.

He looked at his brother.

He was sitting in the back of the little horned leather sofa, the brown leather matching the black suit. His legs were crossed slightly, and when he looked up he was holding a steaming cup of coffee.

All the hustle and bustle, impetuousness, rashness, and movements were unable to approach him.

He carried this barrier of his own, and there was often a look of indifference in his expression. He probably didn't even realize how indifferent he sometimes was --

He wasn't trying to be aloof, but he truly felt that it wasn't important.

A man like that would probably be fatal to women, right?

If Tang Meng Rui were to meet Huan Jing again, she would still say it out loud. She wouldn't even need to think about it before making that choice, right?

Huan Tianzong didn't know whether he was jealous, sour or bitter, but he suddenly changed his tone and said, "It's nothing."

Huan Jing looked at him suspiciously. "Is there really nothing wrong?"

The assistant also asked, as if the matter was not big enough, "How can you be alright? "Young Master, look at you. Your face is deathly pale, as if you just encountered some amazing matter. Didn't you see your previous discomposure? Even the host could feel that something was wrong …"

Huan Tianzong: "Nothing, just lost the game just now. My mood isn't very good."

The assistant thought for a bit and felt that it made sense. The young master originally wanted to take the championship, so how could the champion be eliminated in the first round?

This was too inconsistent with the young master's ambitions!

Speaking of the eldest young master, the eldest young master had come here just to watch the champion, but it was only five minutes before he stopped. He hadn't even flown back and forth to the United States for a long time!

Huan Tianzong stopped him: "I'm fine, you don't need to check!"

"No need to check, really?"

"En," Huan Tianzong nodded his head, feeling a little guilty for some reason. He looked at his brother's face, and then calmed himself down with great difficulty, pretending that nothing had happened, "I'm the one who is weaker than others, I don't blame anyone else, I'll just give up on winning the championship."

Speaking to this point, Huan Tianzong suddenly remembered that Tang Muren had once played an ancient game with him in his room late at night, killing him to the last man's death.

… …. Unexpectedly, history was always astonishingly similar.

"But I see that Number 50, her strength is very astonishing," Huan Tianzong muttered to himself, and spoke with sincerity. "If she can so easily crush me, then the one who gets the championship is definitely her … Or perhaps, she has the strength to be the champion. "

The assistant trusted the young master's judgement very much. Furthermore, he had just exchanged blows with the young master, so he immediately complained, "How can our luck be so bad! To have met such a strong opponent from the very start, the kind who wanted to be the champion! If the young master were to randomly change his opponent, then he would have definitely passed the second round of the finals! "

Huan Tianzong laughed, "If I don't take the championship, even if I enter the second round, there's no point in showing off. Furthermore, there are a lot of other electric competitions this season, so I can participate as well."

After comforting the assistant for a long time, Huan Tianzong finally calmed the assistant whose words were tricky to talk to, which was to say that his heart was heart of glass, and let them all go: "Brother, this time I didn't let you see me winning the championship. I will try my best next time."

Huan Jing nodded, and did not question further.

There are still a few hours until the scheduled flight, so the assistant suggested, "Eldest Young Master, why don't you go to the hotel suite to rest for a while? It's almost time for the flight to leave, so we'll leave first. Once you land, we'll have many meetings, big and small. If you don't get enough rest, you'll definitely be too busy! "

He had been by the side of the young master for so long that he knew very well the combat abilities of his young master. He had not even slept for a whole week, and every day he held a videoconference with the Americans who were half a circle behind the clock. This kind of ruthlessness, was like a never falling demonic pestle. As long as he was here, no matter how powerful you were, no matter how many times you tried, you wouldn't be able to create even the slightest bit of trouble.

But even if he was a Transformer with explosive combat prowess, he still needed to replenish his physical strength and rest well in order to pursue the matter.

"First Young Master, I have booked a penthouse suite near the airport. There is enough resting space inside. When you head up the stairs, you can even see the purple spinning top and the small meaty thing planted around. It's suitable for you to replenish your strength for now!"

Huan Tianzong tried his best to pretend to be calm. He looked at Huan Jing and agreed with him: "Yes, brother."

At this moment, he felt a little guilty.

He suspected that Huan Jing's indifferent eyes had long seen through his thoughts.

He did not have a step, nor did he have a plan, and also did not know how he should continue to find Tang Lingrui. He only instinctively felt that he had to avoid Huan Jing.

Their gazes met briefly.

Huan Jing stared at him for a while, and he pretended to accept Huan Jing's gaze, not showing any signs of discomfort.

Just as the drumming in Huan Tianzong's heart grew more and more intense, Huan Jing suddenly smiled. "Alright, I'll be going now."

There was a faint smile in his eyes, as if he was looking at his younger brother with warmth.

Then, Huan Jing got on the carriage, the carriage window slowly raised, and he nodded to Huan Tianzong as a form of farewell.

Huan Tianzong heaved a sigh of relief!

After watching the car leave, he quickly returned to the previous competition venue.

Only the figure of the pink Wei Yi was missing.

He paced back and forth among the crowd before finally pulling out the host and asking, "Where is the host of your competition?"

The host was still reporting his name excitedly, but before he could even react, Huan Tianzong's tone was overbearing and his strength was a little too much. The host's head turned hot and pointed to the location of the organizer that he could not normally tell others about — Here, it was right there.

In the next second, Huan Tianzong appeared in the host's office, sitting down with his legs crossed, looking like he was planning to rob his family.

"I want someone. Didn't all the contestants register here? You can't compete without registering, can you? "

Huan Tianzong went closer to him, with a serious look in his eyes: "I want to check number 50, does she have a phone? Or a private address. "

The organizer smiled and tried to smooth things over, "We are not allowed to reveal the participants' personal information in private."

"..."

The organizers might have already had the experience of being threatened with such a tone. They were not flustered, were not flustered when faced with danger, and were extremely polite when they spoke. However, no matter how many times Huan Tianzong threatened them, he would still politely repeat himself.

— — We cannot reveal the participants' personal information in private here.

Huan Tianzong was so angry that he almost wanted to overturn the table!

When he walked out of the organizer's office, he looked up at the sky and felt somewhat helpless: if he even reached a bottleneck in his first step of finding out how to contact her, how was he going to proceed with the next few steps?

If his brother was here at this time, what kind of reaction would he have?

Just then, Huan Jing suddenly spoke out from the carriage.

"Assistant, stop at the next intersection."

The assistant turned around. "Ah? Stop the car? "What's wrong?"

Could it be that Eldest Young Master had something on his mind?