Wang Sheng originally wanted to be close to Zhen'er, but just when he wanted to develop closely, Meng Que and Xu Xin came down from above. Although he was very unhappy in his heart, he still politely gave up two seats to Meng Que and Xu Xin on the surface.

The four of them sat down, with two women in the middle and two men on either side. Before, Wang Sheng sat next to Luo Zhen'er's right, but after Meng Que and Xu Xin came, he gave up his seat and took the initiative to sit on Luo Zhen'er's right, still next to her. Although Meng Que and Xu Xin looked unhappy with this villain's approach, it was inconvenient to be too careful, so they sat down casually.

At this time, the battle on the gladiatorial arena had already begun. After the huge iron cage is locked, the two people inside cannot escape, or if both of them are alive, they cannot escape, as long as one of them kills the other, then they can win, and they can get a rich reward.

There has been a middle-aged man waiting next to the big iron cage, he is the one who locked it just now, and he is the one who is now the referee.

"Cannon" and "Sparrow" stared at each other in the iron cage, and there was a distance of two or three meters between the two. The referee wears a watch on his wrist and a whistle in his mouth. He watched the second hand of his watch jump bar by bar, and finally, when the second hand jumped to the "12" on the dial, he took a sharp breath, and then the whistle "rattled" with a screech.

Luo Zhen'er's two little hands were clenched into fists, and when she heard the whistle, she excitedly shouted "Ahhhh ”

Xu Xin sat aside, her heart was in a mess, she was still thinking about the picture of Meng Que kissing herself just now, and when she heard Luo Zhen'er call her name, she woke up from her distraction with an "ah", and she didn't hear what Zhen'er said just now.

"What?"

Luo Zhen'er smiled: "Sister Xin, the gladiatorial fight has begun, pay attention." ”

Xu Xin then looked squarely at the gladiatorial arena and nodded, "Well, I'm watching." ”

As soon as the referee's whistle blew, not only Luo Zhen'er was emotional, but the other spectators in the audience were also excited. Basically the people who watch the gladiatorial matches here have bought betting tickets, and there are dozens, hundreds, and tens of millions of people who buy more, and at least 10,000 people who buy less. Most of the people, their eyes were red and completely covered by interests, and they yelled one by one: "Come on!" ……”

As soon as the whistle stopped, the "cannon" in the iron cage suddenly roared, and he was already ready to go, and he ran a few speeds, quickly crossed a distance of three meters, and pounced on the "sparrow".

"Sparrow" seems to be very weak, but in fact, he is really as Meng Que said - his skills are extremely flexible. A dodge easily dodged the tiger pounce of the "cannon".

Just imagine, a gladiatorial arena that has been established for many years, will there be some unsuspenseful battles? If the "Sparrow" had no real skills, would the managers of this gladiatorial arena let him come to power? If the "cannon" wins steadily, doesn't this in turn show that the boss of this gladiatorial arena is intellectually inferior?

If the "cannon" wins steadily, then the audience will also win, which one of the merchants is not treacherous? Will the managers of the gladiatorial arena send money out?

This is completely impossible, there is no businessman and no traitor, and those who are businessmen must be mercenary. From this point of view, we can know that the "sparrow" is definitely not weak.

Sure enough, the "cannon" relied on its own strength, ran rampant and domineering, and made a big move. Although his offensive was very fierce and intense, the "sparrow" used his flexible speed to maneuver left and right, waiting for an opportunity to move, and often the "cannon" could not attack him, but he could harass the "cannon".

A few minutes passed, and the "Sparrow" was not damaged at all, but the "Cannon" had five more claw marks on its face—that was exactly what the "Sparrow" had just caught out of the sneak attack.

Seeing this, Meng Que clasped his hands to his chest and smiled: "Two girls, have you seen it, 'sparrow' is not as unbearable as you think." ”

Luo Zhen'er opened her mouth wide, looked very surprised, shook her little head and said, "It's incredible, 'sparrow' is so powerful!" Her surprised expression only lasted for two or three seconds, and then her surprise turned into worry, and she said, "I bought a million 'cannons', so wouldn't I lose?" Oops, what to do? What should I do......"

Xu Xin smiled and said nothing, Meng Que had expected all this to her, and now that she had witnessed the prediction become a reality, she admired Meng Que even more - she saw that she was farther away than ordinary people, and she thought deeper than ordinary people. At the same time, she thought to herself that the moment he kissed herself just now, and she felt so sweet.

Wang Sheng was calm, his face still did not change, he also smiled, and took the opportunity to pat the horse and said: "The gladiatorial battle has just begun, and getting a little advantage at the beginning does not mean that you can achieve the final victory." Beautiful Miss Luo, don't worry, even if you lose, I will accompany you. ”

Luo Zhen'er pouted her small mouth, her eyebrows curved like the moon wrinkled slightly towards the middle, hearing this, she was not moved in the slightest, but hummed very unhappily: "Nonsense, what nonsense do you talk about with a crow's mouth, this girl will not lose." ”

"Uh...... Hehe, that's right, Miss Luo will definitely win. ”

This sycophant was not filmed well, and when it hit the horse's leg, Wang Sheng laughed wryly.

The game continued, and by the twenty minutes of the gladiatorial fight, the "cannon" was already panting from exhaustion. In the first 20 minutes of the battle, "Sparrow" was mostly on the defensive, and only when he was fully sure that he would wait for an opportunity to attack. In this way, his physical strength is saved. On the other hand, the "cannon" chased the "sparrow" all the way, sweating profusely and panting. Coupled with the fact that he has played three times in the ring before, his fatigue is self-evident.

Meng Que looked at the time and felt that this gladiatorial fight should be about to end, so he took out his bank card, which made it clear that he was going to make money, and he had to prepare an account to serve first. 100 million, hehe, it's so easy to make money.

Wang Sheng secretly observed Meng Que's every move in private, and when he saw Meng Que take out the bank card and memorize the account, he had already guessed that this guy must be full of confidence that the "Sparrow" would win. Immediately, he snorted lightly and muttered secretly: "With me here, how can you win?" The pig farmer wants to fight with me too? Let's go in the next life! ”

Then, Wang Sheng quietly retracted his left hand into his sleeve, and slowly felt a small blade from the sleeve. This kind of blade is a very common whisker blade, it is very thin, very sharp, and has a sharp edge on both sides, which is a very scary knife. On ordinary buses, many thieves use this blade to cut other people's backpacks.

Wang Sheng took out this blade, of course, his purpose was not to cut other people's packages, his plan was to kill the "sparrow" and help the "cannon". In this gladiatorial fight, he gambled not only on the 100 million yuan, but also on whether he could soak in the two beauties beside Meng Que.

He calculated that Meng Que couldn't take out 100 million yuan, so once he won, he forced him to give money. If you can't give it, hum, these two beauties who are first-class in figure and appearance will belong to you.

The more Wang Sheng thought about it, the more he felt that this gambling was hard enough, this big beauty and Luo Xiaomei, if the two could be in the same bed, what a wonderful thing it would be? As a man, the coolest thing is to be surrounded by beautiful women in the bed.

As soon as the thought moved, Wang Sheng quietly flicked his fingers, and the light and thin blade flew out like the wind. This kind of blade is too thin, almost as thin as paper, and its color is silvery dark, and when it is launched by Wang Sheng, it is simply like an invisible thing.

In the iron cage, the "Sparrow" had the upper hand, and as soon as the "Cannon" was tired, he immediately took the opportunity to counterattack. When he forced the "cannon" into a corner, he was about to rise up and attack the head of the "cannon", ready to finish the blow. Suddenly, a sharp wind stabbed and swept across his wrist.

Suddenly, the "sparrow" felt a hot stinging pain in his wrist, and then his movements faltered, but he was succeeded by the "cannon", and the "cannon" blasted out with a heavy fist, and the body of the "sparrow" flew out six or seven meters away like a kite with a broken string.

As soon as the "sparrow" landed, the expression on his face was very painful, he looked down at the arm that was still hot, and saw that the scarlet blood was flowing for a long time, and a wound about twelve or thirteen centimeters long was cut between the wrist and the elbow, and the wound was quite deep, and while the blood was flowing, the red flesh and cyan tendons were obviously exposed to the air, which was shocking.

Wang Sheng secretly made a move, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said leisurely: "Sure enough, as Miss Luo expected, the 'sparrow' is really not good, and the 'cannon' is already a victory." ”

His fart shot well this time, Luo Zhen'er nodded happily and said, "Yes, yes, how could Miss Ben's vision be wrong?" ”

Meng Que touched his chin and looked at it, only to see that the wrist of the "sparrow" was bleeding for a long time, which was obviously not injured by the punch of the "cannon" just now. A fist can break someone's bones and shatter someone's internal organs, but I have never heard of a fist that can cut someone's flesh like a knife.

Xu Xin also looked at Meng Que with a suspicious face, and then looked at Meng Que, as if asking him what was going on.

Meng Que touched his chin, and for a while he couldn't tell where the "sparrow's" injury came from. At that moment, he secretly twisted his gaze to the left and stared at Wang Sheng's body, but seeing Wang Sheng's slut smiling, his smug eyes were full of confidence.

As soon as he saw Wang Sheng's thief smile, Meng Que's suspicions immediately came to his head - the injury on the arm of the "Sparrow" was most likely caused by this grandson.

Such a shocking injury, obviously some kind of hidden weapon injury, even if the "cannon" guy eats the brain platinum and is young, he will not be so awesome, and he can hit such a deep wound with one punch.

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Que was sure in his heart.

The left hand gently stroked the wrist of the right hand, and secretly said, "Playing with a hidden weapon in front of me?" Isn't this tantamount to playing a big axe in front of Luban? Looking for a draw, right? ”

"If you want to play, brother will play with you to the end!"

(PS: What about the monthly pass, what about the support?) Please, three more chapters today, smash all the monthly passes! ）