That secret building, inside the Colosseum.

"Bang dang!" With a few metal clashes, a small cage was opened in each of the five iron prisons, and five strong men of different heights, but with strong physiques and fierce momentum, strode out of the cage and walked into the iron prison.

"Wow!"

"Let's go, let's go!" The noble and glamorous magnates in the ordinary world shouted like shrews at this time, and the stimulating emotions flowed throughout the space.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" A man with oily hair and a pink face, dressed like a host, stood outside the iron prison.

"These five are the lucky ones who survived the last deathmatch, and today they will be the defenders of the title, guarding the ring to meet the challenge of newcomers until they die or successfully defend their titles! Wheel warfare? It may not be fair, but we don't pay attention to fairness, and the defenders must have the awareness to face the wheel war, the chaos war, everything is just up to how the distinguished guests here want to play! ”

"Bang!" As if extremely dissatisfied with the host's words, one of the defenders in the iron prison took a step, and a flying kick happened to avoid the place where the iron thorns were distributed, and the solid kick hit the iron bar with a loud sound.

Fortunately, the railing was very thick, with only subtle deformations that were difficult to detect.

"Ahh

"Hey, what's the nervous, cousins, it's just a warm-up." The prisoner laughed loudly, and the magnates in the stands followed suit.

"Well, now every time a challenger comes out, there is a chance to bet, it's all a game of chance, we won't introduce any news, it depends on which side God is on." The host was unsettled, and after a brief speech, he announced the start of the first ring deathmatch.

The first fight and defense quickly unfolded in one of the cages in a short period of less than five minutes.

After a brief and fierce fight, the remnants of the fists and feet flew everywhere, and the black defender, who looked like a lion, grinned widely, grinned and grabbed his opponent, a white boxer, with both hands.

"Pounce." The white boxer spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, flipped his wrist, and a sharp weapon hidden in the palm of his hand stabbed at the black man.

"Haha, you're outdated, there was a bastard who attacked me like this last time." The black man didn't look at it and slammed the white boxer out.

"Ahh The fighter screamed, his back spilled blood from the bars on his back.

"Oh, it's fun." The crowd at the front screamed.

"Kill him, kill him!" Some people screamed frantically, rubbing the body of the woman in their arms vigorously in their hands, and from the beginning of the game, the bloody atmosphere was pervasive, and they had fallen into a morbid madness.

"Roar!" The black fighter strode over, and "Kara" crushed the bones of the white fighter's hands and feet with a few blows, then lifted him up, pressed it against the iron spike, and dragged him away.

"Ahh Yes! No! The white fighter screamed bitterly, but soon his voice fell to the ground, and finally he was thrown to the ground like a rag, his back was already a blur of flesh and blood, even Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, and the ground was sprinkled with red blood, slowly flowing.

"Oh, oh!" This visually striking image made some people want to get angry, and they pulled down their pants and took advantage of the shadows to have sex with the women around them without any scruples.

As for the people in the small room, who knows what they're doing?

"Fack, Fack, shit!" A box of dollar bills slammed out, and a man who had bet on a white boxer screamed in dissatisfaction.

Some of them use cash charts to stimulate them, while others trade directly with their accounts, and the latter have their eyes fixed on the changing electronic screens.

"Come on, you cousins." The black man who successfully defended his title arrogantly pointed at the ugly spectators in the stands and cursed.

"Come out and clean up this arrogant dog thing." Someone scolded back loudly.

"Hehe, whatever you scold, I'll bet on you to win, you just need to win!" There are also people who don't care, press the electronic screen or move out the dollar bill.

The second fight began immediately after, in another iron prison, and the black fighter who had just finished the fight had a short break.

A lean but muscular yellow man emerges from a small cage, and his opponent is a bear-strong defender, still black, after all, there are more than half of the black criminals in the prison.

"Oh, it's a Thai who attacked......" The host briefly introduced the background of the two fighters, and soon, the court began to bet nervously, some people played small, some people played big, but no matter how small it was, it was still an astronomical amount for ordinary people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, they are boxing with their lives, how can you be stingy with your shots, let's have a carnival!"

"Bang!" The two fighters are intertwined, their steps are nimble, their figures flickering, their shots are like the wind, their moves are virtual or real, and whenever they go head-to-head, they always make a dull sound.

"Hit! Kill him, with Muay Thai, isn't Muay Thai known as the most lethal? The crowd shouted loudly, changing with the fight.

In the stands, someone followed closely to raise, and the speed of the two fighters fighting each other was so fast that these elites could not catch it at all, so they could only bet on preference and intuition.

Fifteen seconds, the black fighter punched the Thai fighter in the shoulder.

A minute later, the Thai fighter slammed his leg up, flew like a tiger's tail, and kicked it at an uncanny angle, hitting the black fighter in the head.

The black boxer was stunned for a moment, and it was this moment that instantly attracted a thunderous and rain-like blow, and the Thai boxer made a fatal move, and the fighting style was ruthless and untouchable.

Soon, the defender, who only had the power to parry, was kicked in the head again and fell to the ground.

"Kill!" The Thai fighter, who had been silent, burst into a shout and kicked the black fighter in the chin.

"Kara!" His opponent's neck was bent at an eerie angle, dead cocked.

"Good, good!" The excited audience applauded, and a large piece of green dollar bills spilled out and flew into the air.

Although there was not much gore in this fight, there were many ingenious moves, and every moment was an experience of brushing shoulders with death, which made people's hearts tense and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Muay Thai is really fierce and fierce!" The moment the Thai boxer drank violently, Wang Ningyuan's eyes narrowed, but he didn't mean to drink, in fact, in an instant, he felt a faint wave of strength from the Thai boxer.

"It's not an ordinary martial artist who simply practices **, it's a powerful martial artist who has practiced the exercises! Is it clumsy in Tibet? Wang Ningyuan found that several prisoners also noticed the strangeness on the Thai boxer's body.

Obviously, these people are not simple to have this perception.

"I hope my escape plan goes smoothly, these scumbags! But for now, let's survive here! “

"Ladies and gentlemen, next, we have a special program, this is a bloody feast specially prepared for everyone, I hope you enjoy it." After several consecutive events, the host's face was not good-looking, and he cheered up and said.

"Everyone must have been waiting for it for a long time! Now let me unravel the mystery for you, which is ....... The host raised his hand and waved down, and then two escort cars drove in, letting down more than twenty strong and fierce prisoners.

"That is, the struggle of the flock!"

ps: Asking for tickets to collect, it's late, sorry. The exciting part is finally here!

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