My assistant is Nuwa

Chapter 55 Bringing the Brothers of the Gods to the Martial Arts Tournament

A group of heroes dared not speak out when they were squeezed in such a way. They only felt that Zhou Yi was running over like a small tank, but at most they would curse secretly, everyone knew that I realized that there was no need to compete with a person with such abnormal physical fitness.

Zhou Yi led the three people to the front just like that, and when he looked back, he felt a sense of superiority, and the big Benz was also slowly driving towards this side in the crowd, but this Time was also hindered. A group of people stood in line and no one was willing to move half a step. Zhou Yi looked at it and said happily: "We still have some time now."

As soon as the words were finished, suddenly, as if someone had let a gas tank fart in the middle of the big team, a large part of the people rushed to one side like a flood, and the big rush moved forward another three times. Four meters away, Liu Baolu hurriedly came down from the high steps and said to Zhou Yi: "M, it seems that they also know that there are not enough places, and they can't squeeze in at this time, so they are throwing money over there!"

As soon as the words were finished, another large group of people rushed to the side to grab the money, and Daben was able to walk a few meters forward. Zhou Yi looked at it and sighed: "This is really a road paved with money. !"

"Hurry up and follow me in." After saying that, Zhou Yi got into the registration and selection office inside the gate of the sports center.

Just after entering the door, there were two security guards blocking them, and none of the four people including Zhou Yi were allowed to enter, saying that the last wave of people who signed up had already entered, and only after some of them were eliminated could they make up another wave. Zhou Yi thought about this. We can't wait any longer, or Boss Jia and the others will catch up with them in the next wave, but seeing that the three of Nuwa are all in the same place, Zhou Yi took off his sunglasses and mask in desperation, and shouted at the security guard: "I'm here!" It's Zhou Yi!"

The two security guards were taken aback for a moment, looked at each other and asked tentatively: "Are you Zhou Yi?"

Zhou Yi said happily: "Yes, yes, I am that Zhou Yi!"

The two security guards asked again: "The fortune teller?"

"..." Zhou Yi.

At this time, Nu Wa hurriedly introduced Zhou Yi and said: "This is Zhou Yi, the most famous contestant in this year's martial arts competition, and we are his assistants. Now we have to go in and negotiate some things with the organizer. Can you two accommodate me? "

Liu Baolu and Li Zhaoxue also responded with smiles, the two security guards ignored them, and started to look at the chests of the four of them again, then shook their heads and said, "You don't have badges, we won't let you in here."

Zhou Yi was extremely helpless after hearing this, and said to himself that this group of security guards came down from the Spring Festival Gala this year... What's even more strange is that Liu Baolu threatened him when he saw that he couldn't do it. It's a big deal!"

At this time, a man walked out of the door. His face was as pale as if he had applied correction fluid, and he was wearing a purple suit. He thought it was a shroud at first glance, and said in a pretentious tone as he walked out: "Yo~ I see Who is this, why are you speaking so loudly~"

To be honest, Zhou Yi felt like strangling this person to death when he heard such a precise voice, but he didn't expect this guy to come out and see Zhou Yi, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he was very happy, pointing at Zhou Yi with a pair of orchid flowers: "Oh, don't move! Aren’t you that? You are...don’t talk, I’m stunned... Zhou Dong! Oh, no...Zhou Huajian? No, you are Zhou Yi! Are you Zhou Yi who participated in this year’s martial arts tournament!"

have to!People from several Spring Festival Gala have come here...

The three Nuwas all giggled, and Zhou Yi nodded helplessly: "Yes, I am Zhou Yi."

The purple suit hurriedly said: "Oh, come in quickly."

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself that fortunately he didn't say anything, Teacher Bi came to take a photo or something, and the four of them followed the purple suits and walked in. The two security guards behind said rigidly: "They don't have badges, so they can't let them in." of."

Zixi immediately took out a large number of badges from his trouser pocket, hung one for each of the four Zhou Yi, then looked at the security guard and said angrily: "You are blind!"

……

Following the purple suit, Zhou Yi asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to manage the registration and selection process of this year's martial arts competition. By the way, Mr. Zhou Yi, the Yijing Martial Arts Hall has already registered you for you as soon as the notice was sent out yesterday. You are here again..." Zi Xifu Staring at Zhou Yi's eyes, he asked.

Zhou Yi said: "To put it this way, maybe I have to ask you for a favor later."

Zixi immediately looked at Zhou Yi with an ambiguous expression and said, "Oh, how can I help you, you are a big star in this year's martial arts competition..."

Zhou Yi, who was looking at him with those small eyes, felt uncomfortable. Zhou Yi looked elsewhere and said, "Uh... how many places do we have left?"

The purple suit held his chin and thought for a while: "There were still sixteen just now. After the last round of selection, there should be about five or six left."

Zhou Yi was a little embarrassed and said, "Then can you hand over the remaining five or six places to me?"

After hearing this, Zi Xifu put on an air of embarrassment: "Oh... this is very embarrassing, because the organizer has a rule that all the places must be filled up today, so if I leave it to you, I don't know you When will you fill the vacancy for others?"

After hearing these words, Zhou Yi's stomach was already sour, but seeing the faces of Nuwa and the other three who tried to calm down, Zhou Yi could only calmly say: "Miss... er, no, brother! This Don't worry, you reserve these places for me today, and I will bring people to register the next day."

Zi Xifu suddenly lowered his head and swayed: "Then... what good does that person do?"

Zhou Yi turned around, gritted his teeth and whispered to Nuwa and the three of them, "Damn, I won't serve you anymore."

All three of them frowned and whispered, "Hold on!"

At this time, the purple suit behind Zhou Yi said again: "Mr. Zhou, I'm just kidding you."

Zhou Yi patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief, turned around and said, "Thank you so much."

Zixiu smiled and said: "No need, just leave me a contact information, we can keep in touch in the future..."

"..." Zhou Yi.

Immediately, the purple suit asked Zhou Yi and the others to wait in the corridor, but after a while, he came out slowly and said, "The last wave of selection has been completed, and there are still five entries left. If this is the case, we will terminate the registration and selection, but Mr. Zhou You must remember, bring someone to sign up early tomorrow."

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Sure, I'll bring someone here tomorrow morning, then we'll leave first, don't bother you!"

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pull Nuwa and the three of them out, when Zixi suddenly shouted from behind: "Mr. Zhou, please stay."

Zhou Yi turned his head and said tremblingly, "What's wrong, brother..."

"You forgot to leave your contact information..." Zixi said with a playful smile, shaking the phone in his hand.

The four of Zhou Yi hid at the exit of the sports center for another half an hour, because the crowds in front of the sports center began to disperse one after another until the news that the registration and selection of the martial arts tournament had ended was spread. The owner of the Daben was indeed Boss Jia and the others. During the whole process, only a younger brother in a black suit and black sunglasses who was in charge of running errands got out of the car. After staying in front of the center for more than ten minutes, I slowly turned around and left.

This made Zhou Yi and the others feel relieved. On the way back, Liu Baolu asked: "Brother Yi, although we have snatched the quota, who should we send to make up for it? If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it. The beating is nothing. I won’t even do it if you beat me to death.”

Li Zhaoxue interjected, "Your last sentence contradicts itself."

Zhou Yi said: "It seems that we have to arrange for the brother of the prodigal son Ulabang."

Nuwa said: "Isn't this a little risky? Boss Jia and the others will probably look for it."

"It doesn't matter if you look for it. They will definitely not rush to make a move now. Boss Jia must wait until his own side has enough strength before he dares to communicate with other gods. In this way, even if he is rejected, Boss Jia can still Use force to force the other party, but now...maybe the god man next to him is very powerful, but still not strong enough to let him let go, so now they dare not act rashly."

Li Zhaoxue also said: "Although it is said that, if they don't take the initiative to communicate and negotiate with other gods, how can they increase their strength?"

Nu Wa said: "The divine power of the man next to him has not fully recovered."

Li Zhaoxue nodded: "Then the time when they decide to communicate and negotiate with other gods should be after their gods have fully recovered their divine power?"

Both Zhou Yi and Nuwa nodded, and Liu Baolu suddenly became mad and said, "What you are talking about is Mao, and you can't understand it. What is going to happen next?"

Zhou Yi made a decision and said, "Tomorrow, bring five god-man brothers to sign up for the martial arts competition."

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PS: It will be delivered in the middle of the night. Is there any recommended tickets for alms?
(End of this chapter)