1233 Grandi Aite
"I, I say, don't get excited."
A period of chaos ensued in the dark corners of the underground area, accompanied by several players dodging back and forth like chickens and dogs, dodging back and forth in the cramped maintenance room with all their might, and finally saving their bodies from the flying metal projectiles: "Aren't they all acquaintances!" Why did you suddenly go crazy? β
"You know what? You know what! You damned adventurers! β
ββ¦β¦ I said, did he hate you so much before? β
Again he lowered his body and avoided the flying long knife from his head, and Duan Qing, who was holding the sewer pipe on the side, then asked the wind and wheat waves who were also hiding in the corner with a helpless face: "Or have you ever offended him?" β
"How is that possible? I'm a businessman! Feng Feng Mai Lang cowered behind the iron cabinet in the corner of the room: "How can I do this kind of thing to discredit my reputation?" I didn't have much time to deal with him! β
"Aren't you old friends with him! The problem should be with yourselves! β
He shouted forward, and at the same time looked at Ning Lan, who was standing motionless in front of Duan Qing, with helpless and surprised eyes, the latter's smiling expression did not change in any way because of the madness of the hunchbacked old man in front of him, but the hands that were folded together flashed rapidly from time to time. Some of the countless weapon blades and metal debris that flew from it sometimes made a crisp sound under the maid's hands, and then bounced to other corners of the room with her extremely fast movements, and she had been in charge of protecting Duan Qing until the end of this room, and finally spread her hands in the mad old man's panting: "It seems that you have calmed down, this old gentleman." β
"Whew, whew, whew, whew...... I was just...... I'm just tired...... Tired...... That's it......" The thin and old hands were propped up in front of the counter, and the hunchbacked old man panted and stared at Ning Lan's face: "Don't think it...... When I'm old, I'm a bully, I'm an old iron camel...... Also...... ...... with a temper."
"Even if you really want to kill us, it's not too late for us to be ghosts." Duan Qing, who was hiding behind, then cautiously asked, "What's more, you still haven't explained what you said before, right?" What exactly is the so-called candidate? β
"It's a player! Sacrifice! It's a tool to make money! It was a lifesaver for me! As if recovering from the previous consumption, the hunchbacked old man, who called himself the old iron camel, opened his bloodshot eyes again: "Do you know how much trouble you have caused me? How dare you come back? β
"You ungrateful fellows!"
After another chaotic battle, the three of them finally approached the old man in another exhaustion, and the suppression of force and the exhaustive tongue then helped them temporarily restrain the crazy guy in front of them, and at the same time they figured out a little bit of the tragic fact that happened to the old man: "So...... Are you broke? β
"I'm not bankrupt yet! Not yet! The old man's movements struggling back and forth under the wind blowing the wheat waves and the secret whisper Ning Lan's hands were as tough as his tone at this time: "I still have one last loan!" As long as that one can win it backβ"
"Any businessman who is a little wiser will understand the unreliability of this method." The wind on the other side of the wind and wheat waves then sighed and shook his head: "Gambling may be the best means for businessmen to turn the tables, but all-or-nothing gambling is not. β
"The old iron camel, who has always been extremely shrewd, why did he suddenly pull out all the chicken feathers on his body?" Duan Qing also sighed: "What about your assets?" β
"Do you need to ask? Don't even ask! The restrained old iron camel let out a howl like killing a pig: "Of course it was taken away by you!" By you! β
"By your Fool Adventure Party!"
He waved his arm, and the screeching sound of slapping the counter was also higher and higher, and Duan Qing, who was looking at the other party's crazy color, also lowered his gaze, and looked at each other with the secret whisper Ning Lan on the side: "Okay, the Fool Adventure Group has indeed become the target of public criticism now...... How did they cheat you? β
"Lao Tzu believed in you from beginning to end, and finally took out so much money to support you!" The voice of the old hunchback killing a pig reverberated back and forth in the cramped room: "What happened? And you left everyone behind? How dare you do such a good thing! β
"It's useless for you to get angry at us, how do I know how they escaped." Duan Qing pursed his mouth helplessly: "But ...... Is this how you run out of money? β
"Lao Tzu raised the last chips, hoping to win all the money back in the next 'Glendy Aite'." It seems that some of the anger has finally been released with the yelling during this time, and the old man's wheezing voice has obviously become heavy: "I didn't expect that all of those XX raised escaped yesterday!" Escaped! β
"What's 'Grande Ait'?" After staring at each other for a while, Duan Qing then whispered to Ning Lan, who was in the secret language on the side, "Is it synonymous with an underground casino?" β
"No, he's referring to the underground boxing match, sir." Whispering Ning Lan shook her head calmly: "This is also the so-called black market boxing." β
"You got involved in black market boxing?" The wind blowing the wheat waves on the side also widened his eyes: "There are so many opponents who are so cruel that you can't look at them directly, are you sure to win the championship?" β
"With the vision of my old iron camel, coupled with the support of a few pieces of my family at the bottom of the box, we will definitely be able to get the final bounty!" Pounding everything around him hard, the hunchbacked old man shouted and replied: "As long as I get that money, I can completely turn over, completely turn over!" β
"But now there's no thugs, are they?" Duan Qing's gaze stayed on the two players next to him for a moment: "This is just like ...... A mission sent to your door. β
"That's right! If you want anything from me, you can give me the work first! The hunchbacked old man who was pressed on the table shouted hoarsely: "If you don't win my money back, Lao Tzu will die for you!" β
"Take charge of me, bastards of the Fool Adventure Troupe!"
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Duan Qing seems to have been to the black market boxing match in Tania's underground world once in his memory, and that place full of blood and chaos can often leave an extremely deep impression on everyone who has visited that place, but its location is not as easy to find as its reputation. Still with the help of the wind and wheat waves, several people then found the location of this legendary dark deep at a later time, but the first difficulty they encountered was still from the black market boxing guard at the door: "Please show your ticket." β
"Admission ticket? Do you need anything like this to get into boxing? Duan Qing looked at the other two beside him suspiciously: "Have you heard of it?" β
"Even in the underworld, it's hard to recognize a place like black market boxing." Ning Lan smiled and explained, "In order to protect this place, the boss here is strict about the identity of every guest who enters here. β
"Yes, yes!" As if remembering something, Duan Qing hurriedly turned around and said to the guard in front of him, "We are not guests who came to watch the game, we are participants in the competition!" We're representingβ"
"Please show your admission ticket."
"Huh? Hey, are you listening to us? You-"
"Don't be in a hurry, because the contestants also need admission tickets."
Stretching out his hand to stop Duan Qing's figure wanting to move forward, the wind blowing Mai Lang on the side explained indescribably: "If you want to represent the old iron camel in the competition, you should get two tickets from the old iron camel's hand, as for the contestants or spectators, it is also a matter after entering the field." β
"But the old iron camel didn't give us a ticket." A look of realization flashed in his eyes, Duan Qing pinched his chin and shook his head: "It should have been taken away by the previous 'player'...... Shh β
"Could it be that someone has set up a special bureau and wants to fall into the well at this time?" He looked at the other two people around him, as if considering the meaning of the series of situations in front of him: "Who hates this old fellow so much? β
"Whoever it is, we're going to have to figure out how to get through this hurdle." Feng Feng Mai Lang sighed and replied: "At present, the admission ticket on the black market sells for 50,000 gold coins each, and it is still in a state of no market, so it is not ordinarily difficult to find a ticket at this time." β
"Five, fifty thousand gold coins?" Duan Qing's eyes widened: "Are you sure this is not the organizer's own routine?" We can't afford that much money anyway. β
"Because he's worth the price." Feng Feng Mai Lang replied with a smile: "If you can catch a glimpse of this exciting competition, 50,000 gold coins is nothing to those nobles, but to the players...... They can even give up their lives for the final bonus, what can this money be worth? β
"So, then we have to raise money first?" Duan Qing replied with a look of embarrassment: "This is a full 100,000 gold coins, even if we smash the pot and sell iron, we will not be able to make so much money." β
"Leave it to Ning Lan."
A sweet voice then sounded behind the two of them, accompanied by the back of Linglong who belonged to the secret whisper Ning Lan who gradually stepped forward: "Brother Guard, Ning Lan and the other two gentlemen want to go in and have a look, I wonder if you can-"
"Please show your admission ticket."
Seemingly indifferent to the smile on the face of the maid player in front of him, the burly guard with scars on his face repeated with his hands behind his back, and Ning Lan, who was deliberately ignored by the other party, didn't seem to care about it, and instead took out a small badge from his arms: "This is Ning Lan's underground boxing proof, please take a look at the guard brother." β
"Xuanqing Badge?" The guard's unchanged face suddenly became shocked: "How is it possible? How could you possibly have this? Didn't all the previous masters of the boxing ring all-"
As if mentioning something that shouldn't be mentioned, the guard with the scar on his face then closed his mouth tightly, noticing that the other party's eyes flashed with a coded whisper, Ning Lan then bloomed into a brighter smile, and his eyes kept roaming back and forth on the other party's body: "It seems that this badge hasn't been forgotten here." β
"Can you let us in, then?"
"No, no, that ......"
The tone completely lost its initial firmness, and the scar on the face of the guard guarding the door gradually became distorted with his tangled expression, and a slight chill seemed to begin to appear on his neck as he looked at the maid in front of him, and finally turned into a tremor that could not be concealed: "That...... I need to ask our boss ......"
"Big brother, just go and report it."
Smiling and tilting his head, Ning Lan gestured to the other party, and then in the scene of the other party walking towards the back passage as if he was running away, he turned around and nodded in the direction of Duan Qing and the wind blowing wheat waves: "Okay, although they are not completely sure, they should be able to let Ning Lan and Mr. go in together." β
"The badge in your hand...... It's proof of the success of the underground black market boxing tournament, right? Before Duan Qing could ask his own question, the wind blowing Mai Lang on the side asked with a solemn face: "Because of the accident, this kind of dark blue badge has been cancelled a long time ago, and the only players who have owned them can only be players who have participated in this kind of competition in the early days, and they must be the ones who have won the final championship......"
"It's like the king of the arena in the old version." He shook his head, as if he was exclaiming in this way: "There weren't even a few full-level players at that time, let alone trying to defeat the most vicious enemies in the black market boxing match under such circumstances, and you-"
"It's just a fortuitous coincidence." Ning Lanjiao smiled and waved her hand: "And Ning Lan's luck is relatively good, in the end, she can obtain such a badge, and at the same time obtain the qualification to enter and exit these underground boxing rings freely......"
"Our family's Ning Lan is amazing." So Duan Qing could only gradually close his mouth that opened wide because of surprise: "But you should be the only one with this qualification, right?" Will they let us in? β
"Just say that the two of them are the companions who came to the competition with Ning Lan." Secret whisper Ning Lan replied with a smile: "There is an option to participate in the battle in a team in the boxing ring, as long as it can increase the excitement of the battle, that boss will not be stingy to let go of more conditions to arouse the interest of the audience." β
"We can claim that we are the same team that will represent the old iron camels, so they should not refuse."
As if he had spoken to the maid player, the guard with the scar on his face returned from the dark passage in front of him in the next moment, and after regaining his composure, he then looked up and down the figures of several players in front of him, and finally nodded his head slowly: "I have asked the boss's permission." β
"Go in."