Has the emperor been beaten today?

"Arnold, are you full?" Okes said while staring at the half pizza left on Arnold's plate.

A Nuo nodded, thinking about how to store them secretly later, and put them into a small lunch box.

"Then I'll help you eat it."

A Nuo held the hand extended by Orkes: "Don't eat any more when you're full."

Oakes thought for a while, and was indeed a little bit overwhelmed.

"Then throw it away."

Arnold snatched the job and said he was going to throw out the trash.

Oakes didn't think much, and directed the housekeeping robot to clean up the table.

"Do you know where the garbage collection point is?"

"I know." Arnold's voice came from the corridor, but then the stairs rang.

Now that you know, why go upstairs?

Oakes cursed in his heart.

"Can you go to work by yourself tomorrow?" Okeys handed A Nuo a glass of milk, and A Nuo was chatting with Qing Feng Yi Gu in the game room.

"No problem, I remember Lu, what are you doing?"

Oakes: "Well, the roof of Old John's house is leaking, I'll go and have a look tomorrow... what are you guys talking about?"

"Qingfeng Yigu said that he and Xiaojianjian have recently moved to the rabbi's place, and I heard that we are also here, and we have an appointment to meet offline."

"Okay, tell them in advance when you are resting." Okeys took out a tissue and shook it at Arnold, "Come and wipe your mouth, you little cat."

Arnold tested a total of eight mechas today. One customer was very strange and asked the technician to increase the flying speed to 800 kilometers per hour. You must know that the standard standard mechas only reach a maximum speed of 420 kilometers per hour.

"Is he going to go racing in a mech?" Dim said angrily, "Why don't you just buy a pod."

The technician in charge of modification is called Shi Shi, a child picked up by Dim, and he has a good temper.

"I haven't tried to increase the speed of the mecha to 800 kilometers. This is a very good subject."

He went back to the inside of the mech and tapped it. Arnold sat on the rotating chair and circled in circles boredly: "Why don't you try to remove all unnecessary parts and reduce the weight, maybe the speed can be faster."

They've been stuck at 700 kilometers for a while.

Stone tapped his head with the pliers: "You are right."

All the gun bays and ammunition clips on the mecha were removed, and Stone hesitated for a while, keeping the protective cover.

"God knows if it's going to hit a wall when you drive so fast."

Arnold entered the mech and ran around.

"How is it, how is the speed."

Arnold jumped out of the cockpit: "It's 800, but the inertia is very high. I was pinned on the chair and couldn't move. That guest may need to buy insurance for his ribs."

But the guest didn't have this anxiety, he was very happy looking at the refitted mecha.

"That's great, so I can get up late for a while. You don't know how strict our company's attendance is, but there are always traffic jams on that road, and even the smallest shuttle can't get through it. Now I won't be deducted from full attendance." Awarded."

I was also drunk to buy mechas to clock in for work.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Oakes showed up at the store punctually.

"Little Oss, come and pick up your friend home."

Oakes nodded while holding up the ice cream in his hand: "Where is Arnold, where is he?"

"In the back, this kid is very good, very talented in the mecha."

Oakes smiled. "Yeah, he's good."

Arnold took off his overalls, changed into his own clothes, and took the ice cream from Aukeys very naturally: "Okay, let's go."

"See you tomorrow."

"Goodbye, see you tomorrow."

Arnold licked the ice cream in his hand and asked Oakes: "Where are we going? This is not the way home."

"Well, take you to relax."

Turning left and right, Okeys took Arnold into a tavern and greeted the bartender.

Bartender: "Long time no see, I heard you went to school."

Oakes: "Yes, isn't it back from vacation, and everyone is still the same?"

The bartender: "No, there are no newcomers here, they lost miserably, and they are all waiting for you to come back for revenge."

The bartender led them back.

In the dark corridor, the lights flickered, a little scary.

A Nuo followed behind Okes, and poked him on the back: "What's here?"

The bartender pushed open the door at the end of the corridor, turned around and smiled at Arnold: "Welcome, this is the largest underground fighting arena for rabbis."

Under the dome, there is a venue the size of an ancient Roman arena.

In the energy shield in the center, two mechas are fighting, and the three floors around are crowded with people.

"Go up, go up, kill him!"

"Get up, I rely on you to make a comeback today!"

"Cao! Lost again!"

"Is this a casino?" Arnold looked up at Oakes.

"Well, the winner and the casino will each draw 10%, and the rest will be shared with the winner."

Arnold nodded: "It sounds very profitable."

Oakes: "Do you want to try?"

"Me?" Arnold thought for a while, "Yes, I have seen those two. They are of average level. I am confident that I can beat them."

Okeys: "Don't underestimate them. This is not a military academy classmate. They are all low-level people who make a living. Some people have dirty hands."

A Nuo smiled: "I also made a living, so compare my means? They will honestly call you Dad."

"Let me see who is talking big."

A voice came from behind, the crowd parted, and a bald man appeared in front of them holding a beer glass.

The other party is not tall, but looks fierce, especially with a few old scars on his bald head.

The opponent and Okeys faced each other.

"I knew your boy would come to trouble me as soon as he came back."

"Let me introduce to you, this is the boss here, Tom... This is my classmate at school, Arnold."

"I prefer to be called the master."

Orkes whispered in Arnold's ear: "Don't pay attention to him, I've read too many novels."

"I heard it all." Tom stuffed the wine glass into the arms of his servant, "The one named Alfred you brought last time was very good, are you going to introduce new people this time? With all due respect, this little brother Are you an adult yet?"

Ao Kesi took A Nuo's shoulders: "Don't underestimate him, I am all defeated by him."

Tom held out his hand to Arnold suspiciously, pushing hard secretly.

Arnold was never afraid of Bili.

Tom shook his bluish knuckles and shouted back: "Let the white shark get ready, we have newcomers."

White Shark is an old man in the field. Before Okeys came, he had won the championship for a long time. It was not until Okeys discovered this place by accident that he ended his unbeaten record of thirty consecutive games.

The audience who heard the wind whispered.

"Hey, have you heard that there is a newcomer here?"

"What's the reason? I actually fought the white shark in the first match."

"It's still a child, so don't be beaten into a psychological shadow."

"White Shark vs Little Cutie, the outcome will be determined in one game." A graceful girl stood on the sidelines and made a real-time broadcast, and thunderous applause and whistles sounded outside the venue.

A battle mech modified into silver and white walked to the center of the field.

And Arnold was still standing at the entrance stupidly.

"Little cutie, I'm calling you, hurry up and get on stage." The staff in the waiting area patted his protective shell.

"Me? I'm not cute."

"We all have fake names here. Just now your friend gave you one. From now on, you will be cute here."

A Nuo has a lot of problems with this Niang Jiji's name.

He raised his head to look at Okeys at the bar, and the other party crossed his eyebrows together and gave a lazy military salute.

Arnold: Your skin is itchy again, are you looking for a beating?

Oakes: Wait until you win the match.

Announcer girl: "It seems that our little cutie is a little shy, everyone is giving him applause, okay?"

But your sister!love you sister!Shame on your sister!

Arnold walked into the center of the venue in a huff.

White Shark: "Newcomers are welcome, but I won't show mercy. Don't cry for a while!"

The onlookers roared with laughter.

I don't know if Oakes will be unlucky, but the White Shark lost badly. He really doesn't know how a mecha can kick a bird, block and scratch its face.

The white shark being pressed and rubbed on the ground is not in a beautiful mood.

There was nothing good about meeting Oakes, and his friends.

Arnold jumped off the mecha, pushed aside the crowd who came to him to celebrate, and went straight to Ao Kesi.

Oakes, who has experienced many battles, chose to take the initiative.

The two fists that A Nuo had pulled over pressed against his chest muscles.

Exaggeratedly and pretentiously shouted: "Oh, it hurts like hell."

"Let go, let go."

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, hurry up and get your money."

The servant behind Tom held a tray in his hand, on which several bundles of money were stacked brightly.

Oakes: "Oh, so many."

"The rookie wins the first game, no commission for the field, 20% for the rookie, the newly changed rules." After Tom finished speaking, he handed Arnold a card, "This is your membership card here. Enter this account, you are welcome to come here often, and there will be extra bonuses if you win more than ten games in a row."

Oakes: "I heard that there are newcomers coming?"

Tom pointed to the standings on the wall.

Number one is...

"Pool Shallow Wang Ba Duo"

Oakes sneered and said, "Who is this man? He's so arrogant."

Tom curled his lips: "He's nothing to be afraid of. His visual inspection level is about the same as yours, but he's a little... Hey, anyway, you'll know it when you see it. The key is his husband, the seventh one in the standings."

Okeys looked down the standings: "Storm?"

Tom: "That's him. That's a master. I haven't seen a second one in so many years. He doesn't come to the game often, but no one has ever lasted 5 minutes under him."

This aroused Arnold's interest: "Are they here today?"

Tom: "No, I said today is the 128th anniversary of our acquaintance, and I want to celebrate it."

Crazy it is.

"Tomorrow, they usually come after seven o'clock." Tom said, "Do you want to have another fight, cutie?"

Okeys tightly squeezed Arnold's fist in his palm, led him out and said, "No, I stabbed a hornet's nest, so I have to go back and get some delicious apologies."