"Next, number 9672!" The fierce roar was deafening and nerve-toring.

Hanabi opened his eyes suddenly.

It was as if she had just climbed out of the water onto land, the figures in front of her overlapped and flickered, her ears buzzed unbearably, her chest was stuffy and she was vomiting, and her mind was spinning.

After a long time, the dizziness passed, and the vision finally became clear and stable. The humming sound faded away, turning into a chaotic mix of countless human voices.

It is a curved space made of stone bricks, invisible in the dim light, like part of a circle.

The rough gravel of the stone slab under the buttocks grinds the hands, and the half-wet hay exudes a rotten smell, which is mixed with the heavy smell of sweat and feet, forming an indescribable strange smell.

The windows on the wall are long and flattened, and a few rays of sky light leak in through the cracks in the iron fence, and the whole space is hot and humid, but also muddy and disgusting.

It's like a cage.

There are many men around him, they are dressed simply, their images are ugly, they shout and curse loudly and violently, their words are rude, and they raise their fists to each other if they don't go well, and their twisted and hideous expressions have a strong criminal temperament.

They huddled in front of the bars, scrambling to tiptoe out, shouting from time to time.

Add a bar, a few wooden high chairs, and a few bottles of low-quality liquor, and the picture is like that of the pirates in the Age of Discovery, who sought to be happy and provoked trouble in cheap bars.

I remember that I seemed to have hit my head before, could it be that I hallucinated because of this?

She shook her head a few times, pinched her arm a few times, and closed and opened her eyes repeatedly. On second look, it is still this extremely distorted scene.

Isn't it a dream?

Where is this?

How did you end up here?

She leaned against the wall and staggered to her feet. Back pain, leg and foot paralysis and cramps, it took a long time to return to normal.

On his body is a set of coarse cloth camouflage uniforms with a sense of flesh, a pair of half-new torn rubber shoes on his feet, and a crooked tongue camouflage hat on his head. A square rag was attached to his chest with a number printed on it: 9756.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

She looked up confused, not knowing what to do with herself.

A Caucasian man walked straight up.

Like most of the people here, he was loosely dressed, with most of his bosom exposed, and he cursed and walked crookedly, as if he was missing a backbone.

After walking over to her and standing cross-legged, he glanced at her with a slanted eye, and then unbuckled his trousers and aimed them at a filthy wooden barrel, the pungent smell of urine filling his nose in an instant.

She was inevitably dumbfounded: this, this, this person is too generous, right?

Hooliganism or exhibitionism?

glanced at it with a little contempt - if it was an exhibitionist, it would be too serious to take yourself; If it's a hooligan, then it's too much to take her seriously.

Men, do you really think that women are all white rabbits, waiting to be slaughtered?

After urinating, the Caucasian man lifted his pants and trembled, squinting his eyes to find that the person before was watching him play with his arms, and he was immediately unhappy, and raised his head suddenly, his eyes locked on her fiercely.

She looked disdainful, but her body tensed, and she secretly prepared.

The man looked at her face, but his eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and he whistled with a crooked mouth, and his face was filthy: "Oh, there is actually a girl here!" The tone was strangely excited.

Immediately, a few men who were closer looked at him.

Hua Huoyuan subconsciously lowered his head, pressed his eyebrows, and sneered on the corner of his mouth: Looking for death!

As the man smiled and stretched out his claws to reach the twin peaks, she sneered, clenched her claws into fists, and struck them out like lightning.

As soon as he heard the whirring fist, his hooked nose had been hit hard by a "dong qiang", and his bones seemed to be shattered.

He shook suddenly, unsteady on his feet, and then a sharp pain gushed out of his nasal cavity, very sore.

His legs couldn't support him, and he fell to the ground with a "plop".

She succeeded in one blow, and she was even more unforgiving.

"Papapa" was followed by four slaps in a row, all of which hit both ears, making him sound gongs and drums, dizzy, and his soul was about to disperse, and finally he stomped on his crotch.

Ouch hey, this woman is so fucking ruthless......

He was in pain, convulsed, and had no love.

The onlookers not only did not sympathize when they saw it, but booed and mocked: "Hey, old captain, you're a woman, or let's have a shot?" ”

"Take off his pants, take off his pants!"

"Come on, come on, catch the birds, catch the birds!"

It's not a good bird!

Hua Huoyuan twisted his brows in disgust, pressed the brim of the crooked tongue hat, drilled the cat's waist, and disappeared into the pile of people in three times and two times.

In the crowd of people, she walked through silently, but her heart gradually became restless: the feeling of flesh and bone impact was so real, so real that she had to wonder: Is she wearing it?

The answer is almost certain.

So, the more critical question is: where did you wear it?

"Ho-" The frenzied shouts hit you like a wave.

Her attention was drawn to the situation outside the window, and she squeezed to the window to look out.

It was a fan-shaped field surrounded by high walls, and the outer perimeter was a huge grandstand, and countless heads were dense and progressive like sardines. The sound of mockery, scolding, cheering, and boos was overwhelming, shaking the bars and buzzing in the eardrums.

At this time, the voices in the stands gradually converged.

"Kill! Kill! Kill ......"

She followed the voice and looked into the center of the fan-shaped field, only to find that there, a man with a delicate face and a giant ape-like monster were facing off nervously.

The man's expression was frightened, his face was pale and he was trembling with a large knife in his hand.

On the open field, the burly and stout giant ape cast a huge shadow, making the man unusually thin and small.

Looking around, the stone wall of the two people cut off the way of life, and there was nowhere to escape.

Either you can be caught, or you will be shipwrecked, this is the battle of trapped beasts!

In the deafening shout of "kill", he summoned all his courage and rushed up with a roar and slashed hard.

The giant ape looks huge, but its movements are incredibly dexterous.

At the moment when the blade brushed his body, he jumped lightly and rose from the ground, letting out a terrifying scream, and smashed into the man with unrivaled momentum from under the hood in the air.

The man fell to the ground in severe pain, and before he could react, he was picked up by the whole ground, like a sandbag, and a high parabola was struck in the air, and then slammed to the ground.

Bang!

The tremor of the ground was transmitted to the brick wall, and the shaking made the fingertips of the original firewood cold and numb.

The man was paralyzed on the ground in a strange position, bleeding from his mouth and nose, his neck was completely broken, and he looked out of breath.

The ape-like monster still couldn't get rid of its hatred, grabbing his corpse and tearing it fiercely.

Flesh and bones creaked between its teeth.

Even the men who had mocked and coaxed them before were shocked and silent.

As if sensing the enemy's fear, the Vajra ape raised his head slightly and smiled fiercely at the people behind the bars.

There was still blood on the side of the mouth, and there was a piece of red, white, and white, and its shape was terrifying, like a hellish demon descending.

At this moment, almost everyone shuddered in unison, and a chill ran down their backs.

Too bloody, too violent!

Compared to that, the part where I fought with the hooligans just now was nothing to mention.

Hanabara couldn't help but tremble and tremble.

The scene before her seemed to be a repeat of Gladiator, but she was sure: this was definitely not the Colosseum!

Compared to the dilapidated ancient Roman buildings she had personally visited, it was not only intact, but also more magnificent in its ruggedness.

Such a place is out of her memory.

Prehistoric civilizations?

Parallel space?

Or is she no longer here?

The soldiers outside the iron gate shouted, and the sound of a machine spinning was immediately heard in the center of the Colosseum.

The neck of the vajra ape was jerked by the metal chain, and he had to crawl and retreat into the sharp corner of the fan-shaped field.

Treated like this, it was visibly furious, roaring, scratching and pulling, but there was nothing it could do with the chain.

Only then did the two expressionless soldiers carry the stretcher up and carry the unrecognizable and horrific corpse down.

It was only then that the stands erupted in roaring applause.

Hanabihara took a breath with a pale face, and the heavy smell of blood almost solidified in his nasal cavity, making people feel suffocated.

She subconsciously fled to the corner, and just as she stood still, an iron door creaked open beside her.

"Next, number 9675! Who is 9675? ”

The stout man with a gun stood at the iron door, and her earth-shattering voice made her jump for a moment.

What catches your eye is the shiny uniform and the full set of epaulettes.

Her pupils shrank suddenly: Soldier! Soldiers of the regular army!

"Yes, it's me!" A thin man was pushed and shoved out, his voice trembling, his legs and feet weak.

The big man gently and rudely tugged at him.

He stumbled on his feet and almost fell.

The big man indifferently raised his foot and kicked him in the ass, kicking him so much that he fell and ate shit.

There was a malicious laugh all around.

"Scared to pee, huh? Bad seeds! ”

"Take off your pants when you go up, for the sake of chrysanthemums, King Kong Ape may let you go, ha!"

"Lai, don't laugh at that kid, you're number 9678, right? It's your turn right away! Hey, hey, hey......"

9675？ 9678？ Wait a minute!

In the midst of the strange laughter, she slowly and stiffly leaned her head, her gaze fixed on her chest.

Four palm-sized numbers seemed to be about to spill blood: 9756.

It turns out that this is what the numbers mean.

Her current identity is actually a female gladiator?!

Those monsters called Vajra apes, extremely vicious and violent primates, are the opponents she is about to face?

No, no! It's definitely not something she can deal with.

She stumbled a few steps with a bleak face, and was squeezed into a corner by the crowd. Sweating incessantly, my whole body was soaked with a sense of collapse, and the suffocating air even made it difficult to breathe.

It's a big joke!

She is not a female special policeman, how can she be the opponent of the King Kong ape?

It's almost a violent machine, with a flexible body and a high IQ, and it obviously hates humans - and even plays psychological deterrence with humans!

If there were no hot weapons, let alone a woman like her, even if a well-trained and strong soldier fought with it alone, it was estimated that more than 80% of them would be looking for death!

No, she's going to run!

Gotta escape!

I quickly circled around to survey the terrain, but the situation was extremely desperate.

This encircled space is a complete cage.