Five battles, five wins!
Mo Yan once again defeated his opponent with absolute strength, and this opponent used a combination of Yu Sanjia and Quasi God.
The audience was shouting Mo Yan's participant number. If Mo Yan wanted, he could also announce his real name.
However, Mo Yan had no desire for this illusory fame. He couldn't eat or drink, and it also disturbed his personal life.
Thinking of this, Mo Yan didn't even want to wave his hand. He took back Marsala, whispered a few words of encouragement, and directly stepped off the stage.
On the other side, number 38 looked at the Bao Feilong on the stage, and his eyes were full of despair and helplessness.
After stepping off the stage, Mo Yan could feel the enthusiasm of the audience. George and Mark were already waiting for him at the entrance of the backstage.
Ignoring the inquisitive eyes of the contestants waiting to go on the stage, Mo Yan chose to leave directly.
"Sorry to trouble you, the Giant Tooth Shark is seriously injured." Mo Yan handed two pokeballs to George and said with a smile.
"You're too polite." George pretended to be unhappy and took the pokeballs.
"Why don't you continue to watch? I heard that there is a Quasi Heavenly King battle today. "Mark, who was forcibly pulled away from the audience by George, muttered in a low voice, looking unhappy.
"It's not safe on the ship, don't go out and wander around!" Mo Yan said in a slightly reprimanding tone.
Mark curled his lips. How could there be danger on the cruise ship? But he didn't dare to refute Mo Yan, who was serious, so he could only curl his lips.
Back in the arena, number 38, under the urging of the staff, walked off the stage in a daze, and was directly taken away by two men in suits in a place where the audience couldn't see.
Clatter!
The sound of the door closing woke number 38 up. When she came back to her senses, she saw Captain Dafu sitting on the sofa, still in a well-ironed suit.
"Boss …" number 38 called with a trembling voice. She didn't know what kind of punishment she would receive.
She was holding the Bao Feilong that the boss specially prepared for her, but she still lost the game cleanly.
"Am I that scary?" Dafu shifted his gaze from the document in his hand and asked curiously.
"No … no, I just … feel that I've let down the boss's expectations and trust. I'm willing to accept any punishment!"
No. 38 was naturally afraid and took the initiative to admit his mistake, hoping to alleviate the boss's anger. The trainers who came in earlier than her were nowhere to be seen.
"I don't blame you for this match. I underestimated his strength. Even I am a little afraid of this little guy's background."
"Boss, you mean …" Although he was extremely scared, Number 38 knew that his boss needed a supporting character at this time.
"Here, take a look." Dafu seemed to be easy to talk to and directly handed the document to Number 38.
Number 38 took the document and calmed down a little. It seemed that he was still useful. Otherwise, the boss wouldn't have said so much to him.
She began to carefully browse through the contents of the document. Looking at the photo on the first page, Number 38 immediately recognized that this was his opponent today.
She continued to flip through the pages. Moyan's age, personality, experience, honor, and even his relationship with the Imperial Dragon family and the Joey family were all presented before her.
"How is that possible? Isn't this too abnormal?! "
"I also think that a grassroots trainer with no background can grow so much in such a short time. He is a monster."
"Boss, you want me to get close to him, gain his trust, and then try to pull him to our side?" No. 38 said solemnly, as if he had already guessed his task.
"You?" Dafu looked at No. 38 with disgust, thinking that she really didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. How could she do something that even she couldn't do?
"Well, then … what do you mean, boss?" No. 38 asked cautiously.
Dafu grinned and slowly said …
…
The battle didn't take long. When Mo Yan and the other two returned to the room, it was not yet 12 o 'clock.
Without the game to watch, Pokeby also began to yawn. Mark, who was infected, didn't feel that he couldn't sleep now just because he stayed up late two days ago.
Mark went back to his room to sleep, while George was in the living room. The auspicious egg cooperated with him to treat the injuries on the Megalodon.
"Rest early." Mo Yan guarded the Megalodon and let George, who had been working hard for a while, rest first.
"I'm fine. Are you still competing tomorrow?"
"Let's stop for two days and see what Captain Dafu's attitude is," Mo Yan touched the Megalodon's smooth shark skin and said lightly.
"Well, you've been in the limelight these two days. No wonder they can't sit still." George seemed to be relieved. He directly sat on the ground and said in a relaxed manner.
"Well, by the way, did you see anything wrong with the Bao Fei Long today?"
"His level is too low!" George said firmly. Obviously, he also knew some secrets of the Quasi God.
"Yes, his level is only at the peak of the elite level, but the power of his skills has exceeded the elite level. Do you know why?"
"I'm not sure, but it's nothing more than burning his potential to evolve in advance, suppressing his true level with drugs, or some special encounter."
"That's true …"
Dong dong dong!
As they chatted, there was a sudden knock on the door. The conversation between the two was immediately interrupted. Even the Megalodon that was closing his eyes to rest opened his eyes.
Dong dong dong!
The knocking on the door did not stop. Obviously, it was very persistent.
"Geng Gui!"
A black shadow rushed out of Mo Yan's shadow and directly rushed out along the floor.
After a while, the Geng Gui rushed back and reached out his hand to draw the number "38".
"My opponent today?" Mo Yan asked softly. The Geng Gui immediately nodded and went back into his shadow.
Mo Yan and George looked at each other and turned to walk to the door. At the same time, they held Soroilhac's pokeball in their right hand and slowly opened the door with their left hand.
The door opened. As the Geng Gui saw, Mo Yan's opponent today, number 38, was standing alone at the door.
"What's the matter?" Mo Yan half-closed the door and asked coldly. He did not treat the other party nicely just because she was a girl.
"What, you three boys are afraid that a little girl like me will eat you up?" Number 38's eyes were no longer filled with despair and fear after the competition. She was full of smiles.
"Yes, we are." Mo Yan nodded and purposely closed the door a little.
When outside, boys must protect themselves well!
"The boss is right. You really don't play by the rules." Faced with Mo Yan's rejection, number 38 was not embarrassed at all. She was the kind that was very thick-skinned.
However, she directly revealed his identity without any hostility. This made Mo Yan a little confused.
"Let me in, little friend. The boss asked me to come to you so openly. Naturally, there must be something good. "
Mo Yan looked at number 38 seriously and finally opened the door slowly.
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