The next day, Su Ze took off Qi Huang…

In the next two days, Su Ze sneaked out to inquire about the father and son while he was sleeping.

When I changed into a black shirt, time soon came to the day of the MBT International Event Finals.

"You're going to play in this outfit?"

In front of the mourning hall...

When Su Ze heard Xiao Baoying's words, he couldn't help but feel a little irritated. She couldn't drive away no matter how hard she was.

"Afa asked about the conference, and there was no regulation that they were not allowed to wear these, and they really hoped that I could go to the competition, so there was no problem with me wearing these."

After explaining casually, Su Ze looked at Mei Jigeng... and gestured for a moment to lift his feet.

Just when he reached the door, he couldn't help but stop.

"thump."

“Master…”

Su Ze knelt directly in front of Tan Shizhong. This was the first time he had seen the other party in the past few days.

Compared with before the international competition, Tan Shizhong at this time has undergone great changes from the past.

The face was not pale, and the qi and blood were not insufficient, but the white hair was particularly eye-catching.

Su Ze remembers that it was not like this...

Tan Shizhong looked at the apprentice kneeling in front of him, his thumb trembled gently in a place where outsiders could not see it, and breathed a sigh of relief... looking elsewhere.

"If you insist on going, come back safely...I never said you must win..."

He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his voice was hoarse and too much. Xiao Baoying watched from the side and listened... he couldn't help but quickly covered his mouth.

"yes…"

"Aze... When Xiaobai left that day, did he say anything to me..."

"She said...I'm sorry for you..."

Su Ze kowtowed to the ground... When he raised his head again, Tan Shizhong was no longer there. The other party did not look at the mourning hall from beginning to end, but only his steps were extremely slow.

"Let's go!"

Su Ze wiped his tears... Seeing the pick-up and drop-off personnel at the conference appeared at the door, he quickly stood up.

…

"Ladies and gentlemen... Dear contestants, welcome to the finals of the International Events of the Third Martial Arts Conference in 1998...

First of all, let me tell you good news. Su Congming, who missed the last two games, came to the finals."

After the audio was finished, there were fierce cheers and applause on the scene. After all, Su Congming, the only Chinese in China, has the opportunity to enter the top three, so we must not lose!

I only said that Su Congming did not withdraw from the competition two days ago. This news has comforted many Chinese people.

"You are now third in the score. The conference office organized a discussion but it still didn't add up.

In other words, if you lose one game, you will definitely lose the top three, but whether you can win the championship depends on your actual score in the ring."

In the lounge, Su Ze listened to the staff's story and raised up to take the ranking list in his hand.

The staff quickly left. Mei Jigeng saw Su Ze staring at him and couldn't help but ask:

"How are you, can you?"

"fine…"

Su Ze waved his hand, looked at Mei Jigen, who was obviously haggard, and didn't say anything more.

But he didn't say that Mei Jigeng was obviously confused... He hesitated and asked:

"Why did you drive Miss Xiao away?"

"Don't talk about these during the game..."

Su Ze held the watch and did not answer Mei Jigeng's doubts. He might have felt that he was too cruel.

From Mei Jigeng's perspective, Xiao Baoying only cares about Su Ze and takes the initiative at this time.

But Su Ze just now refused indifferently and even drove away the other party, which he didn't understand very much.

Mei Jigeng has a bad impression of Xiao Baoying because of Tan Xiaobai, but Su Ze was too deliberate.

Seeing that Su Zemo did not answer, Mei Jigen had to stop asking and sat next to the other party and waited for the game to begin.

Su Ze looked at the schedule... and calculated the planned time in his mind, staring at Yoshien Nakamori's name.

After two days of inquiry, Su Ze discovered that the father and son did not live together every day.

There are many bodyguards in the manor, but there is no one who is obviously Shinsuke Nakamori, so he is a little scratching his head.

He even suspected that Rao Zhijun was just lying... Maybe she was not a Japanese.

Gu Yan

But if she has nothing to do with Shinsuke Nakamori, what happened? What about Shinsuke Nakamori?

Su Ze of the Jin Family Martial Arts Hall also went there, and nothing special was happening. Rao Zhijun's body was still in the hands of the investigation department, but he did not check the body.

Unable to figure it out, Su Ze slowly raised his head and stopped thinking about it. Now he can only act according to the original plan.

…

The lady holding the sign walked off the stage. There was no sound in the field, and she pointed at Su Ze.

Su Ze looked at the big American guy in front of him, without any protective gear, just a white dress.

"ah!!"

The ringtone rang, and the big American man attacked directly. Su Ze dodged sideways and slowly punched him.

According to the original plan, Su Ze did not try to be as fast as before, but just kept it very unchanged.

…

"Father."

Indoor lounge…

Yoshizuna Nakamori shouted respectfully in front of Shinsuke Nakamori, then raised his head.

Shinsuke Nakamori lit the cigar in his mouth... and then slowly sat on the sofa and said in Japanese:

"He can still come back alive... You must be careful of such people, the afternoon will be your final."

Upon hearing this, Yoshien Nakamori nodded.

"I understand, father...he has been injured, and I have the confidence to keep him on the ring forever."

"Okay, my father believes in you..."

Junsuke Nakamori took a sip of the cigar and then slowly spit it out, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

He seemed to be thinking about how to avenge Keiko Nakamori...If you explain to Nakamori Nakamori.

But no matter what, Su Congming must die... It would be better to take it to Japan and cut it into pieces.

…

13:25 pm.

"Su Congming won the last game, and his score was still quite good... Whether he could turn the defeat into victory depends on the final match against Japanese player Yoshisei Nakamori."

Haicheng, in front of the TV...

Liu Shumei was crying... She looked at her eyes a little dull, and Su Ze, who was wearing a slut, felt a little distressed.

Su Ze said nothing in the previous phone call...but he was in a state of disgrace on TV.

Su Conghai followed Su Wenshun's words and went to the south to help, but the train could not arrive due to the disaster.

Something must have happened, I couldn't go to Yangcheng... and I couldn't get in the phone. Liu Shumei felt so uncomfortable that she didn't know how to tell Su Ze.

…

“We saw something happening on the scene.”

The commentator waited for the ringtone to ring and explained a great battle in the finals...

But a group of reporters suddenly rushed in at the scene, who should have been interviewing the contestants after the competition.

"It seems that our reporters have many questions and can't wait to surround Su Congming."

"However, Su Congming was missing the game last time, and this time he wore Chinese funeral clothes, it was really hard not to pay attention to it, but the order must be managed well."

The commentator was still analyzing and explaining, preventing the atmosphere on the scene from getting out of control, but there were already guns and cannons in front of the ring.

Su Ze and Mei Jigeng looked at the reporters surrounding them, frowned at the group of people stopped by the security guards.

"Su Congming, someone reported that you were the murderer of Shawan No. 72. Do you have any explanation?"

"Can the murderer still participate in the competition?"

"Why did the police let you show up here? Is it because you have cleared the suspicion?"

“…”

Looking at the reporters who came in to ask questions, Su Ze and his two frowns became tighter and tighter.

Looking up at Nakamori Yoshien, who was already on the striking, Su Ze found that he was smiling...

Because the reporter asked questions hard, most of the audience in front of him heard the words clearly.

The scene was suddenly noisy, and even the staff of the conference office could not help but frown.
Chapter completed!