Today, the city at the foot of the city is particularly lively, and countless people are flocking, like piranhas rushing to eat, constantly converging towards the gladiatorial arena in the center of the city. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But the gladiatorial arena didn't seem to think so, it was still the same face, a large area of gray, almost mixed with the sky. It's as if a painter is applying the wrong color when he paints it.

But people don't seem to care about this detail, and isn't the gray gladiatorial arena beautiful? Anyway, people die every day, and a large number of corpses are thrown to the bottom of the gladiatorial arena every day, and there are even speculations that the bottom of the gladiatorial arena will be a giant crematorium. But it's all speculation, and you'll never know until you're not dead.

People are dying like this, do you still expect them to paint this gladiatorial arena into Disneyland?

The mighty group of people stood at the door of the gladiatorial arena, led by a man in black, whose wide black robe covered all his features. And beside him, there were two people who were exactly dressed like him, and the three of them led such a strange team, which made the originally noisy crowd instantly quiet.

The group appeared a little suddenly, and everyone didn't pay attention, but when they did, they were already here. A team of seventeen people, and three men in black, it seems that no such specifications are needed to escort any condemned prisoner.

People looked at the fourteen people behind the man in black, and standing at the front was a boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he tilted his head slightly, and looked at the behemoth in front of him with some curiosity, "Is this the gladiatorial arena, it looks pretty good." ”

Pretty good? The people around me are a little embarrassed, such a place, you can actually use this word to describe it.

People laughed quietly or whispered in whispers. The boy looks pretty good, but unfortunately something seems to be wrong with this brain.

But Wu Yu didn't care, they followed the black-clothed man in front, like a turtle slowly walking towards the front, this place is too crowded, like a supermarket egg special, countless aunts occupy every place that can be occupied, at this time, even if the third ring of Beijing sees it, it is estimated that they will bow down and bow their heads.

Something was wrong, everyone had this feeling, it might not have been obvious at first, but they looked at the boy, and the more time passed, the more obvious the uncomfortable feeling in their hearts became.

They searched carefully, hoping to find out something. But it's very difficult, just like finding faults, everything that can be found, even the most difficult one, is found, and there is only one place left that is so simple that it can't be simpler, but you can't find it anyway, it's like an invisible hurdle that can't be crossed.

But forget which game it is, that sentence is very classic, the eyes of the masses are bright, and your fox tail is exposed.

Of course, Wu Yu's fox tail has always been exposed, because he doesn't bother to hide it at all, because it doesn't seem to be good to hide it, and of course, the most important point is that he can't hide it at all if he wants to. I don't know what the hell that the name card is, no matter what it uses to block it, it will emerge from that object.

That famous brand seems to be like a lamp, flickering on and off so that it is difficult for people to notice, but after all, there are still careful people who turn their eyes to that famous brand.

One hundred and seventy-two.

This number stunned those who saw it, and it didn't seem like it was supposed to be on the first layer, or rather, it shouldn't be here. To get from the first floor to the second floor, the brand's health is greater than 100. But those who can have more than 50 health points will not fool around here, they will go to the center of hell, which is where they should be.

Although it is a small city, this is the border after all, and this is the northernmost city on the first floor. Northern Wilderness, those terrifying beasts, it can be said that they live by their side.

Of course, it is not impossible for him to appear here, and it seems that no one knows about tonight's battle. The three men in black were personally escorted, and they appeared here by coincidence, and the answer seemed to be self-evident.

"Is he the one who's going to challenge the gatekeeper tonight?" People whispered.

"I don't know, but looking at his health, it should be right. And the three men in black escorted over in person, and there seemed to be no other possibility. “

"There's really no other possibility, you know, when all the questions come together, there's only one answer left. But with such a strong newcomer, tonight's duel must be exciting. ”

In front, the group had already reached the entrance, and no one dared to block the path of the men in black here, not to mention that even if there were no three men in black in front, just the prisoner they escorted was not something that ordinary people could compete with.

"Tickets." The conductor sitting in the small room looked impatient, but this is understandable, anyone who sits here for a day can be in a good mood, anyway, it is not to serve people, and it does not care what those attitudes do.

The man in black had a cold face, his wrist flicked, or the metal token, and smashed it directly through the window, he didn't bother to care about these things, but these employees who didn't even bother to look at it seemed to be the same.

The token smashed into it, hitting the employee's head directly, and a red and swollen bulge slowly emerged on the otherwise smooth skin. The sudden blow made him a little overwhelmed, but after many years of working here, it was the first time he had seen a person with such an attitude. got up, just about to scold, but the corner of his eye unconsciously skimmed the token that bounced back on the table...

"Uh... Your Excellency the Executive. The ticket inspector hurriedly wiped his sweat, hard work he didn't say what he just said, otherwise let alone this job, even if it was his own life, he might have to weigh it.

"Take it, I still have something to do, I don't have time to mess around with you, but I'll give you a piece of advice, be careful, don't mess with people you can't afford to mess with, and it's too late for you to regret it by then." The man in black grimaced and took the token from his trembling hands.

"It's... Yes, thank you for your advice, I will definitely work hard in the future. The ticket inspector hunched over, cold sweat slid down his face and onto his shirt, wetting it.

The man in black didn't pay attention to him anymore, but led the people behind him into the gladiatorial arena, the hollow iron railing with the thickness of his forearm, and the aisle that surrounded him could only allow one person to pass, so even if the powerful team was here, they had to line up and walk through in turn.

The long dark passage, the whirring cold wind blew out from that passage, with a faint bloody breath, and slapped on everyone's faces. And at the entrance of that passage, the white hole card seventeen was written in large blood-red letters, and hung high at the top of the passage.

It's just that it represents passage seventeen, why do you want to make it so infiltrating, and this kind of place feels cold in your back just by standing.