Chapter 92 College Entrance Exam Finals! (Middle)

"It's you?" Chen Yu's expression stiffened.

"Do you know me?" the middle-aged man behind the door asked in a deep voice.

"Of course." After returning to his senses, Chen Yu took a half step back and looked up and down at the person who came: "Director of Qingcheng Public Security Bureau, father of Bahuang Yao. If I guessed correctly... your surname is Bahuang, right?"

"...My name is Bahuang Zhen." The middle-aged man walked into the door and closed the door: "It's Bahuang Yao's father. I came to you to talk to you about something."

"What's up?"

"Is it convenient to sit down and talk?"

"I don't care." Having said that, Chen Yu opened the door of the bathroom and pointed to the toilet: "Go."

"...that's not funny."

"Then just say it straight, I only open the toilet in my room."

"..." After a long silence, the middle-aged man nodded, and his words were not astonishing: "I want you to abolish Bahuang Yao."

Chen Yu: "???"

The cold light in the middle-aged man's eyes reflected slightly: "Break her air. Afterwards, you will get a profit."

"You...really her father?"

"Is there a problem?"

"...There is something I want to persuade you." Chen Yu put his hand on the shoulder of the middle-aged man: "With the development of the times and the progress of society, more and more old kings next door have come to you and me. What the hell is going on here? Now let me tell you something about it..."

"Crack." The middle-aged man slapped Chen Yu's hand indifferently: "Speak human words."

"Even if the child is not her own, she is innocent."

"She's my child, otherwise she wouldn't be able to learn the secret techniques of the Bahuang family."

"Oh..." Chen Yu nodded suddenly: "So the real bastard is you."

"...Try your words to be as clean as possible."

"I don't actually care about the bullshit in your family. But do you know who I hate the most?" Chen Yu suddenly changed his face, grabbed the other party's tie, and his eyes filled with murderous intent: "It's just a bastard who is a waste of energy. I know. How much does this hurt a person?"

The middle-aged man was expressionless: "Do you want to do it?"

"Be your MLGB."

"boom!"

Chen Yu slammed open the door and pointed to the door: "Go away, I can't help but fuck when I see you."

After adjusting his tie, Bahuang Zhen glanced at Chen Yu condescendingly, then turned and left.

Not a word was left.

"Boom!"

Pulling on the door handle and closing the door heavily, Chen Yu's expression changed again.

"Made? Broke the door lock?"

"You shouldn't have to lose money..."

...

"Oooo!"

"Dong dong dong!"

"come on!"

"Dong dong dong!"

"come on……"

In the afternoon, half past two.

Without waiting for the finals of the college entrance examination, the crowded stadium was already boiling.

Drumming, shouting, dancing, waving flags... the scene was a mess.

"Squeak..."

Under everyone's attention, four players, Chen Yu, Wang Baoqiang, Bahuang Yao, and *** walked out of the gate and stood in the audience.

Through the broadcast on the big screen, it can be clearly seen that Chen Yu and Wang Baoqiang are in good spirits.

Eight Desolate Yao and *** looked very embarrassed.

Especially Bahuang Yao, his face was terrifyingly pale.

Only those eyes remained bright.

It was the excitement of a human being about to come into contact with hope.

"In the first game, Wang Baoqiang played against Chen Yu. In the second game, Bahuang Yao played against ***, is there a problem?" the bald head examiner asked.

"No." The four candidates said in unison.

"Then go to the stage." The examiner made a "please" gesture to Chen Yu and Wang Baoqiang.

The two looked at each other and stepped onto the ring.

The noise in the stadium gradually subsided.

"Finally it's our turn." Wang Baoqiang twisted his neck: "I'm looking forward to it."

Chen Yu suddenly asked bluntly, "Do you have any reason to win?"

"Ah?" Wang Baoqiang blinked: "I don't have it? It's best to win, and it's okay to lose."

Hearing this, Chen Yu almost cried, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Wang Baoqiang's hands, but shook his head vigorously: "Finally, I found a similar person! Each of them has a reason, but I don't have one. I thought my style of painting was special... "

Wang Baoqiang: "..."

"Don't worry, I'm just aiming for the same goal of the two of us. I'll try my best not to die in this game."

Wang Baoqiang: "..."

"The test is about to start." The bald chief examiner appeared between the two of them out of thin air: "Please return to your position. I am the examiner in this field, and now you have the right to apply for a three-minute delay. Apply."

Wang Baoqiang: "No need."

Chen Yu: "Same as above."

"Then..." The examiner waved his hand: "Start!"

"boom!"

After the words fell, Wang Baoqiang immediately showed a level of 1.5 energy.

Chen Yu didn't care too much, he burst out with energy, lowered his center of gravity, and took every step.

0.7, compared to 1.5, the difference in momentum is obvious to the naked eye. But the active attacker is the former.

The latter kept retreating.

The two were deadlocked for a few minutes. Wang Baoqiang glanced back and found that he was very close to the edge of the ring.

There was no way to retreat, so he had to grit his teeth, rush forward with one move, and then the black tiger digging his heart, aiming at Chen Yu's chest and hitting him hard.

"Boom!"

Chen Yu blocked it.

The powerful impact made Wang Baoqiang take a few steps back.

However, Chen Yu did not pursue the victory, and still played steadily, further oppressing the opponent's space for movement.

"..." Wang Baoqiang held back a defensive and counterattack martial skill, but he couldn't show it, and was very uncomfortable: "It's boring to play like this."

"..." Chen Yu ignored him, took small steps, and moved forward cautiously.

"Frightened by Ma Li? Afraid of me having a conspiracy?"

"..." Chen Yu remained silent, feeling that the opponent was within his attack range, he punched decisively, knocking Wang Baoqiang back a few steps again, and then continued his previous steps, oppressing the opponent's limited space.

"Well."

Looking back at the edge of the arena, which was only a few meters away, Wang Baoqiang gritted his teeth and launched, trying to break through from the front left.

But Chen Yu reacted faster, a lateral shift blocked his forward path, and he turned around and kicked!

"Boom!"

Wang Baoqiang was attacked and retreated several meters, his feet were on the edge of the ring, and his heels were hanging in the air.

Obviously, Chen Yu was taking advantage of the limited space in the ring to force Wang Baoqiang off the field by relying on his "strong body".

In the same class, Bahuang Yao and Ma Li can both explode, and there is no reason why Wang Baoqiang, the leader, has no trump card.

Chen Yu is not the kind of character who is arrogant when he has some strength. As long as he can win easily and steadily, it doesn't matter if he is ugly...

Outside the ring, there were sparse boos.

The reason why they didn't get together is just because Chen Yu was a top pick, and his performance in the first few games was also outstanding, so the audience still gave face.

"It's really unnecessary, right?"

Wang Baoqiang cried and said, "If you win this way, do you feel better?"

"It's good to win." Chen Yu felt inexplicable: "You are only comfortable when you lose, right? Well, you will be comfortable soon."

As Chen Yu continued to advance, Wang Baoqiang cursed secretly and jumped up suddenly.

Chen Yu naturally wouldn't let the opponent run away, he jumped up, and punched the opponent back to the corner of the ring.

Now, there is only one place left in Wang Baoqiang's space.

"Alas." Not far away, the principal of No. 1 Middle School took off his glasses: "There is not much time left for Baoqiang..."