Loud music came from my ears.

It was a punk band from a long time ago, and the sound of a mix of heavy metal and electronic music was able to stir up the enthusiasm of everyone in the room.

Behind the barbed wire, the audience sat in rudimentary seats held up by mixed metal, shaking them to a creak.

In it, there are thieves, there are workers, there are thugs, there are thugs who have nothing to do in the streets.

Instead, they prefer to use their lives to get involved and give their credits to the hands of the fighters and the ring.

In the hearts of these people, in the hearts of most people in D-class urban areas, getting by is life.

There are also some people with swords pinned to their waists and three-dimensional helmets, which are Rissac's guards, Dongying guards.

A few even show their bumpy figures under black leather coats, and some of them are women.

But if someone tries to tease them, or cause some kind of mess here, it's just as deadly.

Rumor has it that Rissac was able to take control of the entire underground in Area D because he was supported by a Japanese gang when he was younger.

Later, he passed the rules of that gang and killed their president and replaced him.

But after all, it's just rumors.

Derek can still remember destroying the armor of his opponents in the steel ring, leaving only his face stamped with steel skeletons.

It was printed in old-time car paint, and the patterns mixed into metallic colors gave him a name that resounded in the underground boxing arena.

Steel skulls.

Crushing your opponent with your fists, taking the prize money into your own hands, and earning the so-called fame, in this era where cash transactions are completely banned, credit is everything.

You can buy a burger in a fast-food restaurant, upgrade your power armor, or even buy a ticket to an underground boxing arena to participate in this so-called violence.

Until they met the chain.

Even the glorious past is still on a hurdle in front of it, like falling into a deep well.

When he got up from it, he was already sitting in the delivery car.

A voice woke him from his memory.

It is his past middleman, and it can also be said that he is an agent.

Sand.

But he didn't expect that three years later, the sand and gravel would still be in this damn underground place.

"Hey man, are you ready?"

Sha Gravel is a complete yellow race, Chinese, aborigines, not immigrants, not smugglers, grew up here, was born here.

Derek brought up a mask painted with a steel skull on his mouth, covering his somewhat stubble mouth.

"Of course." He stood up and shook his shoulder, "A 3000?" ”

"Of course, be worthy of your past reputation." There was still some surprise in Gravel's eyes, "You've been gone for three years, and even your loyal fans think you've been broken by the chain and you've been dead in a stinky ditch ever since." ”

"Loyal fans?" Derek looked at the gravel.

"Me~" the yellow man laughed playfully, "Don't do man, bring out the energy you used to chatter, after all, the first thing you want to beat is just a fledgling boy." ”

"Not a bottom race?" Derek was a little surprised.

"Can you get 3,000 yuan for the bottom game?" Gravel poked his head out, "Speaking of which, what's the matter with that guy you?" ”

Derek frowned: "Huh? ”

"The big guy who talks with his face."

Gravel gestured to the man standing in the ring outside the wire window.

Dead side.

Her face flashed with a string of different English, and in front of her, lay a man in tattered armor.

You're done.

"I have to say, that guy is so cool." "In the ring over there, he has already contacted and knocked down three people, all of them are a matter of one punch." God, I reckon this guy can bring us and the audience a lot of profit and enthusiasm, and the market is about to explode. ”

……

"Hey, how long do you think this guy can fight?"

"I've never seen anything so clean. It's just a few small races, though. ”

"The next one is 'Dragon City Guest', I'll see the hanging." The yellow-skinned man pinched a wobbly knife in the book and pointed to the location of the ring.

"Are you sure? I guess the dragon passenger won't last more than 30 seconds before he falls. A black man shook his head in disapproval.

"Don't do it,. Don't forget that the 1000 I lost last time was still with me. The man laughed and scoffed, "And your luck is always as bad as ever." ”

"We'll see. If all the belongings are pressed and you lose, according to the odds, the 1000 will have to be written off. The black man was not angry, and thrust his hand into the device in front of him, showing that there was an extra 800 on the machine with 0.

"Hey, do you only have 800 bucks? Poor ghost, haha......" The man continued to laugh, and several people in leather jackets around him also laughed.

Just then, a young girl ran through the crowd to the betting plate: "Hey fools, are you still watching the lower competitions?" The skull is coming! ”

"What? Steel skulls? ”

"You mean the steel skull!?"

"Come on, another guy who took the name of a steel skull and was blown up."

The men didn't care, and continued to make noise.

"Listen, if you don't want to see it, then I'll go on my own, and know that the sand and gravel have appeared." The girl shrugged her shoulders and walked out on her own.

Hearing this, several people glanced at each other, quickly got up from their seats and followed the girl out, along with a large crowd of people who heard the wind around them.

"Hey! Monkey! I'm still holding 800 yuan! The black man was in a hurry, he didn't want to see any steel skeletons, his belongings were all in it.

"Okay, hillbilly." The man walked back, pulled out a regular fiber from the terminal, and thrust it into the gambling board, "800? Lao Tzu gave 8000 to let Longcheng guests pack that screen face! ”

“8000？” The black man spread his hands and looked at his companion next to him, then turned his head again, "Are you sure, man?" ”

"That's right, look at the market yourself, 8000! I'm waiting for you in the eleven buildings in the second row, remember to send me the money! The man shrugged his shoulders indifferently, turned around and disappeared into the crowd, and grabbed a guy with a helmet, "You, help me watch over here, and I'll give you 500 later."

The helmet guy was a little inexplicable, but when he heard 500, he immediately returned: "Okay brother, help you watch it." ”

"Oh, there's more." The man suddenly turned around again, "Your 800 is not enough, I still want your hand." ”

The black man looked at his robotic hand.

"Yes."

……

Standing in the huge ring, Ye Mu glanced at the surrounding crowd, and the analysis data subconsciously appeared in his eyes.

"With a rectangular underground space supported by synthetic materials, and a lot of protective columns and soundproof walls, it's no wonder that you can't hear anything from the outside...... Those guards, the style is very similar to the ...... of Toying."

The gambling game, the boxing ring, the stands, and the broadcast platform converge into three huge fighting rings, and three different columns of events are played at the same time.

In the past, she had only seen such an environment in videos, but she didn't expect to be involved one day.

Of course, she never thought that she would be short of money one day.

"Hey, come here."

Ye Mu walked to the side and raised his hand to the people who were drinking below.

That's her interim head, in other words, the boxer's agent.

Even in the dark underground ring, the fighter always has an interim leader.

"I ask you, it's only boxing?"

The muffled voice mixed with thick electronics coming from under the helmet made the man stunned, and then replied with a smile: "You're the first time participating in the underground ring, right?" This is the Chinese ring, where did the Westerners come from? ”

Hearing this, Yemu understood.

To put it bluntly, it's the kind of "The King of Fighters", there are no special restrictions, and there are no restrictions on cheating in regular events, just knock it down.

"That's going to be easy."

Now that the energy in the body is very scarce, Derek does not have any good food at home for the decomposer to provide energy, and before he has the money to maintain his body, it is better to use less energy fists like the one before.

"Is there anything to eat?" Thinking like this, Ye Mu asked again.

"Yes...... Some. ”

"Take me to the rest room, I want 40,000 kcal of energy, nutrient solution, food, anything."

"What the hell are you kidding me? 40,000 kcal????? ”

The person in charge looked at her like a monster.

40000 kcal? Hulk?

In the corner of the stands, a man in a black robe threw off his big hood and walked into the crowd.

Under the face with goggles is a young face, and the remodeled cortical groove connects to the girl's lips from under the goggles.

Picking up the blade in her hand, she stepped to a higher position.

There sat a man who rarely came to this place.