Chapter 8: The Battle of the King of the Arena
In a few days, Feng Chen's injuries were mostly healed, which of course benefited from Yan Qing and Yin Yizi, two masters of medical dao.
When Yan Qing returned to the room, Feng Chen was walking slowly against the wall, and it could be seen that there was no problem with his legs and feet, but he had been injured before, and he was a little numb from not getting out of bed for a long time.
"Good recovery." Yan Qing leaned against the door frame and didn't come in, Feng Chen smiled slightly, soft as water, Yan Qing felt a little dazzling inexplicably, then turned his head away, and said indifferently: "I'll go to the arena tonight, don't run around, otherwise something happens, and I won't be able to save you."
Dust's eyes lit up, arena? "Can you take me with you? I want to see what Night City is like......"
Yan Qing opened his mouth and was about to refuse, but a few thoughts suddenly flashed in his mind, asking him to see what Night City was like, and he would run around in the future, so he would not be worried......
"I'll be right behind you, and I won't trouble you." Feng Chen said softly.
"Okay." As soon as the words come to your mouth, take him with you, it's not that troublesome anyway.
“xiexie。” Feng Chen smiled softly at Yan Qing, not to please Haode, flattery, fear, disdain, or ridicule, but to be so simple and gentle, but Yan Qing was uncomfortable, and said stiffly with a stiff face: "Xiexie This kind of nonsense will not be said in the future, how to the medicine slave is just based on my joy and anger, that's all."
"No matter what you say, I want to thank you, you don't care about my attitude, and I won't be obsessed with whether you accept my thanks or not."
Yan Qing only felt irritable in her heart, how to look at Feng Chen's face was uncomfortable, it was very dazzling, and she waved her sleeves and strode away.
Feng Chen leaned on the table, smiling brighter and brighter, I really thought you were so ruthless and vicious, it turned out to be just a little girl who didn't understand the world.
However, you are so awkward, you are really cute.
……
At the beginning of the lanterns, Yan Qing, who had changed into a black gauze skirt, went out with the dust, and as soon as she arrived at the gate, she saw Yin Yizi lazily leaning on a soft sedan chair and waving to them.
"Xiao Qingqing, why did you bring him out too?" Yin Yizi squinted at Feng Chen, he didn't like this kid from the first time he saw him, and his intuition told him that this kid was not simple!
"Let him see Night City and understand what hell on earth is." Yan Qing lowered her eyelids slightly, walked past Yin Yizi without squinting, and also walked past the soft sedan chair.
"Xiao Qingqing. You don't sit in a sedan chair? "Yin Yizi's face is stinky, and he has been ignored again!
"Don't sit, it's not far anyway, the sedan chair is rickety and uncomfortable." Yan Qing waved her hand, she liked to walk, breathing the air of the night city with the smell of blood and decay, walking through the blood-colored ashlar paved road, her heart would be extraordinarily peaceful.
Yin Yizi's face is even more stinky, obviously worried that this kid can't keep up! What excuses! This time, Yin Yizi's eyes were full of murderous intent when he looked at Feng Chen, this kid can't stay! Looks like we're going to have to find a chance to kill him, well, that's it!
Feng Chen, who didn't know that he had been targeted by Yin Yizi, lowered his head slightly, and quickly followed Yan Qing, like that, how to look at how honest, how to look at it, how to accept it.
Along the way, Feng Chen fully understood what the City of Chaos and the City of Desire and Desire were, and then looked back at himself, and sure enough, he underestimated Night City, and his initial idea was really a little naïve.
Looking at Yan Qing's unhurried back in front of him, Feng Chen was even more interested, he had seen the way Yan Qing and Yin Yizi got along, so naturally he wouldn't believe that Yan Qing was Yin Yizi's forbidden belly or something like that, Yan Qing, a teenage girl, could be in the wind and water in the night city, and it was definitely not just the role of Yin Yizi, it seemed that he underestimated Yan Qing and underestimated Yin Yizi.
When the group arrived at the arena, Ling Ye was already waiting in front of the door, the arena had existed for many years, at the beginning, the arena was just a place for some shili to be established spontaneously in Night City, to solve some disputes such as private or turf, and then it became a general existence of the Colosseum, and then it was like this, thirty-six floors, and the strong were respected.
So the arena is constantly changing its name, and there is no name for Zuihou, everyone calls it the arena, and some people privately call it the slaughterhouse, because the people who die in the arena every day account for one-third or more of the number of people who die every day in Night City, and the arena has thirty-six floors, one step of heaven, one step of hell.
"You're finally here, and the grass on my head has grown all the time I've been waiting for." Ling Ye said exaggeratedly.
"All I saw was a mushroom on your head, so long." Yin Yizi stretched out his little finger and compared, and then looked at Ling Ye's crotch.
"You're only that long! Your whole clan of males is so long! The two of them began to crack again, Yan Qing stroked his forehead, it's really strange, there is such a stupid fork city lord in Night City, weishenme no one rebels?
The quarrel was so cool that Ling Ye made a gesture of please, and his personable appearance was really a bit gentlemanly, but Yan Qing, who had just seen two people arguing without skin and face, was completely speechless, gentleman, shrew!
"The reason I invited you here is that there is a king war tonight." Someone's mysterious way.