Directly above the arena, although there are four huge screens, the current shots are all about the ten strong men snatching weapons.
As for the video surveillance in the other elevator cage, no staff paid attention to it.
As a result, everyone in the box didn't know what happened in the elevator cage and why no figure came out.
"Hey, the iron cage is almost closed. Where are the people? Why aren't they coming out yet?"
"Where are those bunch of bastards? I spent so much money to support them, but you let me off the hook at such a critical time!"
Several underground faucets in the box already showed dissatisfaction.
"Crack!" The elevator cage that was originally opened also began to slowly close at this time.
At this moment, a thin figure walked out of the elevator cage.
"Look, someone is coming out of that elevator!" a man in the box shouted.
Everyone looked around and found that only one figure appeared, and it was Song Wenting's player. This made everyone confused again.
"Code, where is the director, cut the video in the elevator for me!" An underground faucet finally couldn't help it, stood up, picked up the phone on the wall, and shouted into the room.
This phone is used to control the live large-screen video and can better provide services to these big shots.
Soon, the scene on the big screen changed to the scene in the elevator cage where Chen Fan came out just now.
However, when everyone saw this scene on the big screen, many people took a breath.
Because they discovered that except for Chen Fan who came out of the iron cage, the other four people had fallen to the ground. There was even a lot of blood on the ground. They had obviously experienced a fight!
"How is this possible?! How come my men are like this before they even take the field?"
"Boss Song, what just happened inside? Why were my people injured before they even got on the field?!"
In the box, many people looked at Song Wenting with doubts in their voices.
"It's obvious that your skills are inferior to others. It's so obvious, but you still have the nerve to ask me?" Song Wenting sneered.
The man who questioned Song Wenting was furious. It cost tens of millions to train his player for a year! Unexpectedly, he was reimbursed before even playing. How could he not be angry?
The man stood up and came to the phone: "Call up the surveillance camera inside. I want to see what happened inside!"
These were all surveillance videos. When the staff heard this, they quickly switched the surveillance camera to the video from a few minutes ago in the elevator cage.
Everyone watched the video that appeared on the big screen. Four strong men surrounded Chen Fan in the middle, obviously trying to do something.
But what happened next left everyone present stunned.
In less than a minute, all four strong men were knocked down by Chen Fan with one move.
The man who was still questioning Song Wenting just now didn't look much better than the man with the crew cut.
At least Sang Biao lost one-on-one, and the four of them were surrounded by Chen Fan, but he was beaten back by Chen Fan alone, and he didn't even have room to fight back!
This is simply a loss of face for them!
"I have long said that your skills are inferior to others, but you still don't believe me." Song Wenting raised the corners of her mouth with a proud sneer.
When the men heard this, their expressions became even uglier. They blushed and sat back on their chairs.
Four strong men couldn't even defeat a skinny boy. This was too embarrassing.
At this moment, the ten strong men below had already rushed to the middle position.
There were only four weapons in the middle. One strong man grabbed a spear first, and then stabbed it straight into the abdomen of another strong man.
The eyes of the strong man who was stabbed were full of reluctance, but he still fell into a pool of blood in the end.
The bloody and exciting scene made everyone in the box excited.
"Damn it, kill that kid first! You idiots!" Guishou couldn't help shouting as he looked at the inconspicuous Chen Fan standing outside the iron cage door.
However, the strong men in the arena couldn't hear his voice at all, and they kept fighting with each other in the middle.
"What's that person's name?" At this time, the middle-aged man who had not spoken a word looked at Chen Fan in the arena and asked.
"Father, that boy's name is Chen Fan." Song Wenting quickly revealed Chen Fan's identity.
"Chen Fan?!" When the middle-aged man heard this name, his voice was obviously different from before, and he seemed to be a little surprised.
"Father, are you interested in this boy?" This was the first time Song Wenting heard her adoptive father pronounce someone's name, and she couldn't help but feel a little confused.
However, the middle-aged man stopped talking, but kept staring at Chen Fan in the field.
"Damn it, are all these bitches like him? Are you blind? Didn't you even see someone standing around watching the show?"
"Where's the director? Director, point the big screen at that boy. I want people on the field to see that boy's figure!" Gui held the phone in his hand and shouted into the room.
The scene on the big screen changed again, and all the lenses were focused on Chen Fan.
At this time, there were only four strong men with weapons left on the middle field.
Seeing his figure suddenly appear on the big screen, Chen Fan, standing in the venue, smiled helplessly: "Are you afraid that they won't be able to find me?"
Sure enough, just after a young man's figure appeared on the screen, the four strong men at the scene all noticed Chen Fan not far away.
At this time, when the middle-aged man sitting in the box saw Chen Fan's clear figure on the big screen, his fingers suddenly shook violently! The dark eyes under the mask showed a look of shock.
Even the sound of breathing became a little heavier.
"Father, are you okay?" Song Wenting noticed something was wrong with the middle-aged man and asked softly.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath slowly and ignored Song Wenting beside him.
Song Wenting was a little confused, but her adoptive father always wore a mask, and even she couldn't tell what happened to her adoptive father just now.
"Damn it, why is this kid still alive?" The strong man holding a blood-stained spear in the arena looked surprised.
A strong man scanned the audience and frowned slightly: "Have you noticed that there are only eleven of us on the venue, and it seems that the guy from the elevator didn't come out at all."
When the other strong men heard this, they were also shocked and looked around. Then they were shocked to find that there were only eleven people.
"Where are the other four people? Is it possible that he took care of them all?" A strong man holding a long knife boldly guessed.
"I don't know. Anyway, this kid is not easy. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid we will only be able to gain an advantage over that kid." The strong man who had noticed that there were few people in the arena said to the other three.
For a moment, all four people present looked at Chen Fan.