Chapter 125 Father's Company

"My father?" Qiao Yu's pupils shrank.

"That's right!"

Fang Biao nodded and handed Qiao Yu a document.

"When I ordered people to investigate the Bai Ze organization before, I accidentally discovered that your father applied to register a company in Su City 15 years ago, which also happened to be named Bai Ze."

"I don't think this is a coincidence. Your father may have inextricable connections with Bai Ze."

Qiao Yu opened the document, and the first photo was his father.

Qiao Yu's fingers trembled slightly. Even if he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, he wouldn't be mistaken. That man was indeed his father.

"What about this company now?" Qiao Yu asked, looking up.

"It went bankrupt. It applied for bankruptcy 13 years ago, and was subsequently acquired by another businessman in Su City." Fang Biao shook his head.

Qiao Yu's face sank. Thirteen years ago, he was six years old, and it was also the year his parents disappeared.

What exactly happened 13 years ago? What would make his parents declare bankruptcy and disappear without a trace?

Is the mysterious and powerful Bai Ze organization really created by his parents?

If so, what is their purpose? It's impossible that they just want to do good deeds and let the NPCs awaken, right?

Qiao Yu felt that the more he understood, the more he felt that everything was like a huge mystery surrounding him.

"I want to give you a shot in the arm."

Fang Biao patted Qiao Yu's shoulder, looking a little regretful.

"If it is really found out that the evil Bai Ze organization was established by your father, I hope that even if you can't bring yourself to do what's right and kill your own family, you must not help the evildoers."

Qiao Yu squeezed out a reluctant smile.

"Okay, thank you, Mayor Fang. After the combat competition is over, we will definitely find a chance to go back to Su City."

"Okay! Then you guys have a good rest and strive for a good ranking! Go for it!" Fang Biao smiled heartily and cheered for Qiao Yu and the others.

After Fang Biao left, Qiao Yu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He didn't want his emotions to affect the next game.

At this moment, a warm and smooth little hand slipped into his palm and clasped his fingers together.

Qiao Yu looked down, and Zuo Yu smiled at him.

"It's okay, I'm here."

"Thank you!" Qiao Yu suddenly felt much calmer and reached out his other hand to caress Zuo Yu's pretty face.

"Silly, why are you saying this to me..." Zuo Yu blushed a little, raised her pink fist and punched Qiao Yu in the chest, then turned and ran away.

With a muffled thud, Qiao Yu was caught off guard and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood from the hammer.

Is this the little fist pounding your chest? Love it, love it.

When Qiao Yu participated in the individual competition the next day, his chest was still a little stuffy. Zuo Yu's strength was a little scary, but then again, she couldn't carry such a big shield if she didn't have enough strength.

Qiao Yu's opponent in the first round of the individual competition looked very rough, with bulging muscles all over his body, and his arms were about as thick as Qiao Yu's thighs.

Seeing Qiao Yu, who looked handsome, rubbing his chest after taking the stage, the man's eyes lit up, and two huge pectoral muscles moved up and down.

"Hey, baby, can I invite you to dinner?" The man raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, followed by a chill. Is this Deng Yang just a plus version?

What sin did he commit to meet such a weirdo in the first game? He almost couldn't help but pull out his knife.

"Referee, can we start?" Qiao Yu couldn't help but urge.

"Yes, both sides prepare!" The referee couldn't stand Qiao Yu's opponent either, and skipped the player introductions directly: "Start!"

Whoosh!

As soon as the referee finished speaking, the muscular man disappeared in place instantly, his speed surprising even Qiao Yu.

"Remember, the person who defeated you is called Lei Mingyi!"

Lei Mingyi came to Qiao Yu in an instant, and the frivolous expression on his face instantly turned into a grim smile. Everything he had just done was just to confuse Qiao Yu!

The audience in the stands exclaimed.

"It's over. I thought this necromancer from Kyoto Second Team could surprise us, but he's just a fish in disguise!"

"No wonder he just summoned a skeleton and didn't make a move at all when fighting the Ellison Business School yesterday. It turns out that he is just handsome, but in reality, he is useless!"

"He was approached without even reacting. He's done for!"

Bang!

Amidst the discussions of the audience, Lei Mingyi punched Qiao Yu heavily in the face.

The fist wind spread, blowing away the dust on the entire arena.

The next second, a big "miss!" floated from the top of Qiao Yu's head.

Lei Mingyi's grin froze on his face, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He didn't seem to realize what happened. The audience was also a little stunned. What's going on? The necromancer took a heavy punch in the face and was completely fine?

Qiao Yu spread his hands in the direction of Shen Jianshu.

The meaning was that he couldn't blame him! He didn't use his physical body; this kid rushed over to hit him himself.

Shen Jianshu's face darkened, and he squeezed the thermos cup until it cracked.

Then Qiao Yu waved his dark staff, and a skeleton appeared in the distance.

Immediately afterward, the Undead Displacement was activated. Qiao Yu in front of Lei Mingyi turned into a small skeleton. Seeing that Lei Mingyi hadn't reacted yet, the little skeleton stabbed Lei Mingyi with a knife.

The rusty blade caused tetanus with one stab and a meeting with his ancestors with two. Lei Mingyi screamed and kicked the little skeleton apart.

However, it was too late.

"Blood Fountain!"

As soon as Qiao Yu finished speaking, the blood on Lei Mingyi's body began to gush uncontrollably from his wound. Lei Mingyi reached out to cover the wound to stop the bleeding, but found that he couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried.

Then he raised his eyes and cast a ferocious gaze at Qiao Yu.

"Boy, no matter what tricks you're playing, everything will be solved as long as I kill you!"

Lei Mingyi ignored the blood gushing from his body and charged directly towards Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu was too lazy to waste any more time and directly summoned the Skeleton Legion in front of him.

Countless skeletons filled the entire arena, surging towards Lei Mingyi. Although these skeletons couldn't beat Lei Mingyi, they were enough to delay him.

Lei Mingyi was not as perverted as Qiao Yu. After killing dozens of skeleton soldiers, his steps became unsteady and his face turned pale due to excessive blood loss.

"Despicable villain! If you have the ability, fight me in close combat!"

Lei Mingyi roared with hatred. Except for the initial sneak attack that hit Qiao Yu once, he couldn't even touch the corner of Qiao Yu's clothes.

He couldn't kill skeletons as fast as Qiao Yu summoned them. This feeling of having power but nowhere to use it made Lei Mingyi very frustrated!

If the other party fought him in close combat, he would definitely not be so passive!

"This Lei Mingyi is really dizzy with anger. He actually asked a necromancer to fight him in close combat."

"That's right. Necromancers are recognized as the physically weakest profession. How is it possible for him to fight in close combat!"

The audience on the stage thought Lei Mingyi was crazy.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yu on the stage raised his eyebrows when he heard this, smiled kindly, and said, "As you wish!"

Then he activated Undead Displacement again and appeared directly in front of Lei Mingyi, slapping Lei Mingyi in the face.

Slap!

Lei Mingyi's body flew out like a cannonball and then slammed heavily on the ground, passing out directly.

Qiao Yu spread his hands, with an innocent expression.

"Everyone saw it. He asked me to fight him in close combat. I've never seen such a strange request in my life!"