The tilted sunlight crossed the sea level, and the seagulls were hovering in the distant sky. The Anchorden Building was bathed in the rays of light. Jaden was looking in the mirror, wearing a shirt and trousers, and tied to his chest. After a glance at the man sitting on the sofa in his glasses, his voice was dull, as if he was chatting about homework.

"Your cousin Xia Yi has already arrived in Los Angeles. Don't you want to meet?"

The chandeliers made of crystal are incandescent and bright, and the lights shine on the living room's sun-patterned carpet to form a gorgeous halo. Wang Ruhu restrained his breath and slowly opened his eyes, "When did he come?"

"I arrived yesterday. There were five other guards in the hotel in Anchorton, ready to invite them to dinner." Putting on his tie, Jaden looked left and right, and after thinking it was good, he turned around the wheelchair and faced the sofa there, "Let's come together."

"You go first."

"Natalie, my sister will come, and her follower Linda is probably here too."

Wang Ruhu smiled and said, "Okay, I understand, I'll go there later."

"what ever."

On the other side, Jaden cleaned up in the mirror again, raised his hand to look at the time, and called the black man Kane to push him to take a step first. In the living room of the villa, Wang Ruhu was left. Of course, Harold, who had just come down from the upstairs, wearing a tuxedo, went down the stairs, and stepped into the air with his feet from time to time. On the last step, he fell to the carpet and appeared at Wang Ruhu with the standard gentleman movement of inviting ladies to dance together.

"What do you think of me? Will you be favored by the ladies present tonight?"

"The United States belongs to you Jews. As for whether you have the favor of ladies, I don't know, but what I know is that you have to take a taxi by yourself later, or follow me."

Wang Ruhu was too lazy to look at him, pointed outside, and the car was driving away. Harold turned his head and looked at it, his expression was stunned. He reacted, put away his movements and ran out, dancing toward the taillights of the car that were moving away, and shouted vigorously: "Wait for me, I'm still here! Come back!"

"It seems that you are going to go with me."

At some point, Wang Ruhu had already changed his outfit, stretched his suit and put it on his body, stood in front of the Jew, patted his shoulder, and then grabbed his five fingers suddenly. The latter understood what to do, and his tone became panicked.

"Wait...wait...I'm not ready yet...ah--"

The vision rotated and suddenly rose. In an instant, the villas that stood tall were flying away in the screaming films. The wind whistled through his ears. Harold struggled and swung his limbs, trying to tilt his neck. The forests on both sides of the road leading to the city were retreating frantically, quickly approaching the densely lit city.

Bang!

A big tree nearby shook, and the leather shoes that were stepping on it leaped on it with force and fell down in mid-air. Wang Ruhu's half-squatted posture hit the ground. The moment a layer of mud and dust splashed, his flexed right foot suddenly kicked away, and his body turned into a afterimage.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Harold was floating in the air like a rag doll, screaming heart-wrenchingly. After a while, his vision was shaking from time to time, and he also landed on the ground. His hair was like a knife, neatly covering his face. The brand new tuxedo also became wrinkled, and at first glance, he became a down-and-out nobleman.

"Don't keep that long hair if you're okay."

Wang Ruhu knew about this hotel and had come here to have dinner with Jaden before. It was dark at this time. There were mostly fighters coming and going, with abilities, skin color and body shape. Wang Ruhu who came in was not so eye-catching. Occasionally, he looked over and turned away and stopped looking.

"Mr. Nujia, the banquet has begun. Please come here." A dignified female servant reached out her hand politely, then stepped on her high heels, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, walked in front to lead the way, waiting for dozens of Ancreton bodyguards around the aisle, following Wang Ruhu, turned around and followed behind one by one. The sound of the "stepped" leather shoes on the aisle, and some joking contestants saw the figure of the leader and glanced at Yu Guang, and almost instinctively retreated to the side and waited for them to pass.

As the representative of the organizer, Wang Ruhu's eyes and movements became more and more imposing at this moment. With the ability to be terrifying, no one dared to look him directly for more than two seconds. The terrifying pressure seemed to be covering someone in an instant, and he couldn't breathe.

Those who can come to Los Angeles to participate in the competition still have some skills and courage. If they lose their momentum, it will also have a great obstacle to their practice. Someone gritted his teeth and walked forward. Before he took two steps to speak, Wang Ruhu, who walked to the door of the banquet, stopped and looked at him, "Don't rush to show his strength, I'll wait for you in the ring."

The door of the banquet hall opened, and Wang Ruhu walked in. The suppressed air suddenly relaxed. The fighter just now seemed to have suffered a serious illness, and a layer of sweat stains were secreted on his body and face, and he leaned against the wall of the aisle.

"He...he's Anchorton's player?"

"It seems to be called "Rijia" in the publicity."

"A terrible guy... Fortunately, I can't beat the last one, otherwise I would feel like I don't have to beat him."

.........

The door of the banquet hall was pushed open by the servants, and the violin played soft vocals and gently spread to his ears. The long tables covered with dining cloth on both sides of the hall were filled with various fruit plates, Western desserts. The waitress holding the wooden plate was sexy and tall, and respectfully put the wine glass above into the hands of the distinguished guest.

"Hey, here!"

Harold snapped his fingers, called a waitress, took the wine glass from her hand, tidied up her messy hair, and signaled to a beautiful woman in a fish scale dress not far away to give her a smile, and what she got was the rolling eyes of the other party.

"The Americans are really disappointing. They can only look at someone from the outside. Are you right, tiger?"

Looking back, the man next to him looked straight at the Asian figure in front of him, wearing a suit and slender figure, as if he realized that someone had turned his face and intertwined with Wang Ruhu's eyes. Then, he smiled with a cold face and turned around to continue talking to the man and woman following him.

"What are you looking at?" Harold leaned over.

"Nothing, a familiar person."

Wang Ruhu looked at the man with some confusion, turned around and walked to the nearby stairs to the second floor observation platform, sat directly onto the long sofa in the middle, staring at the figure of the Asian man in the hall below.

Harold stayed below, quietly dipped in wine and wiped his hair, combed it neatly, and took the wine glass to wander around. Seeing the beautiful woman with a short skirt of bob next to the Asian man Wang Ruhu was staring, he hurriedly came over.

"Ms., can I have a chance to recognize..."

"No time." The woman refused without looking at it, and followed the young man in front of her coldly, like a female bodyguard watching and moving around.

Harold shrugged his shoulders and looked in other directions, his eyes lit up, "Fortunately the Chinese woman didn't agree to me just now, otherwise, she would have missed such a beautiful woman."

In front of his eyes, Natalie was wearing a white evening dress and an open V-shaped collar, revealing two small and half snow-white figures. Her graceful figure made the men present frequently come over to chat with each other, and they were rejected without exception. Before Harold could speak, Natalie turned around and walked up to the second floor with a cold expression.

Swaying the wine in the glass, in the ripples, she looked at the back on the sofa, dragged her skirt, pressed down the soft pads with her sexy hips, put her slender legs on her knees, and held the wine glass and looked down.

"I heard that you met a woman, exactly the same as me."
Chapter completed!