Chapter Seventy-One: The Witch of Death

"Stop talking nonsense, let me kill this kid first!" The ghost tiger roared.

Everyone looked excited, and it was clear that watching a carnage before the ring began would be a good appetizer.

Unfortunately, suddenly a high-pitched bell rang, and the bright lights in the warehouse were all gathered on the iron cage ring, and a tall black man took the microphone, stepped into the ring, and actually began to speak in extremely fluent Mandarin: "Ladies and gentlemen, the iron cage ring is about to begin, and the blood is about to boil here, and the blood will be sprinkled here!" You should wave the red money in your hands, enjoy yourself, fall, gamble on the victory of your heroes, and go home with a full load! ”

The host's tone was very incendiary, and the simple words made many people in the audience start to scream.

And at this time, the boxes around the treasury also lit up, and it was obvious that the rich man had already sat in. For these people with a lot of money, there is not much to be excited about in life. Climbing, diving, skydiving, they even get tired of playing. But this bloody boxing match is different, and anyone will get inexplicable pleasure in it, feeling the extreme adrenaline rush and even transcendental* pleasure.

"Without further ado, the big screen shows the first group of fighters in today's fight and their odds!"

Everyone raised their heads, and on the big screen, two masked faces appeared, with their respective names below them, one called Sanji and the other called Wild Wolf. Their odds are extremely close at 1.2:1.3. The three chickens and the wild wolf each have three victories and zero defeats, after all, in this black boxing stadium, almost all the results of the losses are death, and few are injured.

Because of the beginning of the gladiatorial fight, a storm temporarily stopped, and the ghost tiger did not dare to break the rules of the boxing ring and kill people at this time.

"You're lucky, but you're still going to die." The ghost tiger glanced at Su Bai.

Leng Su walked up to Su Bai and said coldly, "You will regret your impulsiveness today." ”

"You seem to be just my manager. I don't know if there is a clause in this stadium where you can't kill managers! Su Bai snorted coldly, he didn't have a good impression of people like Leng Suo.

They are like bloodsucking worms, attaching themselves to the body of a fighter to fill their wealth.

Glared at by Su Bai's cold gaze, Leng Su shuddered, and he didn't dare to speak, and the evil aura that Su Bai revealed just now shocked him.

Of the fighters he has come in contact with, no one seems to have dared to do so.

"A rookie has to play three ring fights on the first day unless he dies." Leng Su took a breath, and still introduced the rules of the iron cage ring to Su Bai and them, "If you win all of them and survive, then you can come back in five days, you only need to fight once, of course, if you want to fight more, you can also let the manager sign up." If you don't come after five days, the results will be automatically canceled and the manager will also expel them. All competitions must be registered by the manager to participate! ”

In the last sentence, Leng Suo accentuated his tone, emphasizing his importance.

Su Bai snorted lightly in his nose, but he was actually shocked in his heart. Such rules of the game are very hard and even cruel for newcomers.

You have to play three games to leave, and if you lose, there is a 90% chance that you will never go back. Three fierce battles, no matter how serious the physical exertion is, those who can survive must be strong people.

As for whether he could kill the manager, Leng Su did not answer, because in fact, it was possible, and there was no rule in the boxing arena that it could not. Once he dies, and Su Bai is strong enough, there will naturally be another manager rushing over to receive him!

Thinking of this, Leng Su couldn't help but touch the pistol on his waist, which was cold, but it could give him a solid feeling.

The duel between the three chickens and the wild wolf has begun, and the gamblers have already finished their bets, they wave and roar with their gambling tickets, and cheer for the three chickens or the wild wolves.

The two fought in the iron cage, and soon, the wild wolf was punched by three chickens and broke his scalp, and blood flowed everywhere, which made the audience's enthusiasm even higher.

Su Bai noticed that there were still many women in the crowd, so he excitedly lifted his shirt, took out his bra, and kept waving it.

This is human nature, unbearable human nature!

The winner of the duel was the Three Chickens, who broke the wolf's eye, kicked the wolf's *, and then broke the wolf's neck.

Victory brought him hero-like glory, and countless people were shouting his name. He still gets money, as long as he wins one more game, he will win five in a row, and at that time, every time he wins, the harvest will be double!

It's not just gamblers who are blind, but also boxers who fight to the death in the ring. In such a huge and noisy atmosphere, do whatever it takes to make money!

The gambler who won the money was overjoyed and squandered it again, while the gambler who lost the money cursed and threw the tickets in his hand.

Soon, the screen flashes again, and tonight's second duel is about to begin!

Su Bai's pupils shrank, and on the screen, he saw Qin Qing's mask, and the name below it was "Killing Witch".

This is the nickname Leng Su gave Qin Qing, and his opponent is actually a player who has won five consecutive victories, Storm Bear!

The audience in the audience, when they saw the names on the screen, was completely boiling, women, there was actually a woman. What is more hormonal than a woman and a strong man being locked in a cage at the same time, staging an unequal and barbaric duel? What a feeling of protection and cruelty intertwined in my heart at the same time. Just thinking about it is already immortal!

"She's dead!" Leng Suo's face turned a little whiter.

Of course, what he was worried about was not whether Qin Qing would die, but lamented that he had a lot less money. Obviously, Qin Qing's female identity is a huge gimmick, which can attract the attention of countless people. The stadium will give him a lot of dividends because the female fighter is under his command.

But he didn't expect Qin Qing's luck to be so bad, and he actually directly drew the violent bear, which had won five consecutive victories. The powerful violent bear, a very terrifying character like the ghost tiger, a barbarian who doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all!

"Stupid, are you scared silly? You're going to die in the ring, one by one. The ghost tiger glanced at Su Bai and the others, and there was no compassion in his eyes, only mockery.

Su Bai handed Qin Qing a look that made her careful, and then watched Qin Qing walk into the ring.

And beside Qin Qing, there came a human-shaped giant tower!

He is worthy of the nickname Storm Bear, he is more than 1.9 meters tall, his muscles bulge like granite, and his fluttering black hair all show his savage ferocity.

Maybe it's because Qin Qing is a woman, and there are actually a lot of people who bet on her. In the end, the odds of the Witch of Death and the Violent Bear stabilized at 2.3:1.3, which is still a big difference, because not everyone has enough money to fight.

In the box of the warehouse, there is a lewd fat man, who is staring closely at Qin Qing's good figure at the moment, and there is a bewitching woman lying in his *, her head moving back and forth, it is not difficult to imagine what she is doing.

He had a green glow in his eyes and a two-million-dollar gambling ticket in his hand. Yes, he bet on the victory of the Witch of Death!

His mouth was still uttering to himself, almost moaning: "I really want to see what you look like under this mask!" I want to get you! ”