Chapter 763 Red Tank VS Dark Night Witch

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In India, it is a long tradition for women to wear veils.

If a man accidentally pulls off the veil of a noble and pure woman, it is equivalent to stripping her naked in public in broad daylight.

But Lei Hong, under the influence of alcohol, not only pulled off the veil of Shiva Goddess Indira in front of tens of thousands of people and the world's most live broadcast, but also forcibly kissed her.

This was a devastating blow to Shiva Goddess, who had been high and mighty since childhood and could not even hear a disrespectful word.

When she fought against Lei Hong before, she could still concentrate on the battle with a breath of anger.

After winning the game, all her emotions returned to the moment when Lei Hong pulled off her veil and forcibly kissed her.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Shiva Goddess was in a state of collapse physically and mentally, her bright big eyes were wet, her pretty face was blushing with shame, and then she fled the conference venue almost in a flying manner.

The remaining large group of stunned, unsatisfied spectators had no choice but to focus their attention on Wang Yan on the sidelines. Even the extremely angry Indian spectators transferred their anger to the Son of Fire, whom they had hated for a long time.

There was no way. Lei Hong was drunk and fell to the ground, like a puddle of mud. Now where else could he turn his spearhead if not to his good partner Wang Yan?

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Wang Yan looked like he had no desire to live and felt uncomfortable all over.

I just wanted to watch the game on the sidelines, but how could I get into such a bad luck? And that Lei Hong was really a tiger. How could a girl be teased like this? Goddess Shiva was such a pure girl, but she was teased to tears.

I hope it won't cause any psychological shadow to the girl, otherwise the retaliation caused in the future will give me a headache.

It's a headache, but Lei Hong is still a good comrade of our National Non-Government Bureau, and we can't ignore him.

Wang Yan faced tens of thousands of people's gazes and came to the side of the god Lei Hong in a rather awkward manner to check his injuries.

Fortunately, Lei Hong's injuries were not serious, most of them were just skin injuries. It seemed that the goddess Shiva was angry but did not hit him hard. He was in this state now, and he was really drunk.

"Son of Fire, please make way." The medical staff of the conference also rushed over as soon as possible.

They hurriedly moved Lei Hong to the stretcher and carried him to the infirmary. Halfway through, Lei Hong turned over, smacked his lips, and laughed happily: "Hehehe, Hei, Lao, Lao Wang, let's go, let's go..."

"This guy..." Wang Yan returned to his seat with sweat.

In the future, this wine must be listed as Lei Hong's contraband, otherwise this idiot will really screw the organization after drinking.

The ring was quickly cleaned up, and the potholes were repaired. After a while, the host Sean also stepped on the flying skateboard and returned to the top of the ring again.

"My dear friends, the duel between the two players just now was really exciting and exciting." Sean sweated as he smoothed over the sudden incident.

These two players, in the fight, not only broke their clothes, but also kissed each other. He has been a host for so many years, but this is the first time he has seen this.

The audience around was a little reluctant, but the incident had passed for a while, and the discussion was almost over. At this time, as Sean answered the ring, people's attention returned to the next competition.

"The next player to appear is...!"

On the main screen of the competition venue, the list of players scrolled quickly, and a name stopped as the sound effect stopped.

"The next player to appear is Christopher Meyev, the red tank from the Russian Polar Bear Special Service, known as the undead monster!"

With the high-pitched voice of the host Sean, the audience, who had been excited for a long time, cheered loudly.

In the previous duel with the North American Dark Alliance, the druid elder Arnold Giant Bear, the red tank made his first move.

Although Red Tank has only made this move since the start of the Youth Conference, it has deeply shocked the hearts of all the audience. He has always been low-key, and his popularity has exploded.

In fact, not only the audience, but also many contestants of the Youth Conference have secretly admired him. He is called the most powerful land warfare king among the young generation, and it is not a gimmick that is blown up casually.

"Red Tank! Red Tank!"

Red Tank, Christopher Meyev, slowly walked out of the contestant channel amid the cheers of the crowd.

As an ace soldier serving in the Russian Polar Bear Special Service, he has a simple and rigorous lifestyle. Today, he still wears a simple military T-shirt, with sunglasses on his face. The lines of his muscles are clear under the T-shirt, like a knife cutting an axe, full of tenacious power.

He walked steadily onto the stage step by step. Although he was silent, his momentum was as solemn as a mountain.

As he stood on the stage, his resolute eyes full of military characteristics swept across the audience, and all the noise of the audience quieted down a bit.

His inner and outer majesty seemed to be innate. Under this majesty, the spectators couldn't help but feel a deep sense of awe, which could not be ignored.

"Oh my god, the red tank just saw me, and my hair stood on end!"

In the stands, a spectator with superpowers trembled all over, exclaimed in excitement and fear, "That feeling is just like seeing a giant dragon from ancient times!"

"Red Tank is indeed the king of land warfare. Look at his majesty and momentum. With his strength, he can definitely enter the finals!"

"Who will be drawn to fight against Red Tank next? Tsk tsk, that unlucky guy, just thinking about it makes me feel pitiful."

On the sidelines, Wang Yan and Liu Bujie looked at each other and frowned slightly. Next, the person who was drawn to fight against Red Tank was really unlucky.

As a veteran half-step S-level strongman, Red Tank never showed extra presence except for completing the tasks assigned by the Polar Bear Special Service. He was very low-key, but his monster-like strength had long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

This point, veteran strongmen such as Liu Bujie, Female Super, Blood Wolf Walton, and Holy Knight Ulysses all have a deep understanding of. Wang Yan was quite confident in his own strength, but he was not so powerful that he could challenge a top-level warrior who could rival the Desert Emperor and Satan's Apostle.

Speaking of which, if the next person drawn was Wang Yan, he would not be sure of winning.

"The next contestant who will face Red Tank, Christopher Meyev, is...!"

The host Sean dragged out the last word for a long time, and the audience at the scene took a deep breath and quieted down, waiting for the contestant's name to appear on the big screen.

On the sidelines, Wang Yan also felt a little nervous. Not only Wang Yan, but many of the contestants who advanced to the top 16 also came out of the lounge and came to the sidelines when they heard that Red Tank was going to play.

After all, the more you know about your opponent, the more you can guarantee your next winning rate.

The list on the big screen flipped rapidly, and finally stopped at a woman's name.

"The next player to appear is Wu Ya An Ge, the Dark Night Witch from the Huaxia National Non-Government Bureau!"

The host Sean announced the names of the contestants in a high-pitched voice, and the crowd watching the game immediately burst into endless discussions.

"Dark Night Witch? Is she the witch who almost cut the master of black magic, Kazan, into a human stick last time, and finally poisoned her into a vegetable?"

"Hiss, so scary, I have never seen a woman with such strange superpowers and such cruel means."

"She seems to be one of the girlfriends of the Son of Flame? It seems that only a powerful person like the Son of Flame can conquer such a sexy and hot femme fatale."

"By the way, I saw before that Satan Apostle Harrison seemed to have taken a fancy to this femme fatale, and for this reason, the Son of Flame did not hesitate to have a direct conflict with him and even scolded the other party for being stupid."

"Wait, keep your voice down, are you looking for death? Look, Harrison is coming out!"

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Sure enough, with a slight commotion among the crowd, Satan Apostle Harrison appeared at the contestant passage at the other end of the venue.

Wang Yan looked at the evil-looking man opposite him, with a little disgust on his face.

There is a saying that goes, "Don't be afraid of thieves stealing, just be afraid of thieves thinking about it." This arrogant Satan apostle will make him pay the price sooner or later.

"Sister Ange, just do your best for a while, don't fight with the red tank. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter if you admit defeat." Wang Yan is not afraid of a head-on conflict with the Satan apostle now. The only thing she is worried about now is that Ange will suffer a loss in the duel with the red tank.

Ange herself is not a power awakener. If she is hit by a monster like the red tank, she will definitely suffer serious injuries.

"Haha, Xiao Yan, are you feeling sorry for me?" Wu Ya Ange stood up from her seat, stretched lazily, squinted her eyes slightly, and her eyes were full of charm.

"Ange, Xiaoyan is doing this for your own good. The physical strength of the red tank has almost reached the extreme, and it is very difficult to deal with." Huangfu Nanlian has a rigorous personality. She successfully advanced to the half-step S-level in the last battle, and her grasp of strength and breath is more accurate. At this time, she clearly felt the terrible power in the red tank.

"Don't worry, he is just a little bigger, just look at me." Wu Ya Ange gave Wang Yan and Nanlian a look that said "Don't worry, just look at my performance."

Nanlian wanted to say something, but Wang Yan stopped her with a look, "Let her go, Sister Ange is not a reckless person. She is so confident that she must have her own means. If there is really any danger, no matter what the competition group rules are, we will stop it together."

Nanlian nodded and sat quietly beside Wang Yan.

Speaking of which, Wu Ya Ange's cunning means of killing the enemy are much more than hers. I believe she must have some hidden cards that outsiders don't know.

The audience was talking about it, and Wu Ya Ange jumped up and landed on the ring lightly like a cat.

A pair of watery eyes casually glanced at the red tank in front of them, and a cold murderous intent surged out like a cold wave, "Haha, big guy, if I accidentally injure you later, don't blame me."

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