"You two little brothers are really lucky!" The old brother next door seemed to have forgotten the bad mood of losing money just now, and looked very excited, "This kind of highest-level deathmatch is not something that can be seen often!" ”

"How?"

"People are not like ghosts. Generally, gladiators who have reached the fourth level will be very sorry for their lives and will not easily participate in deathmatches. Although the appearance fee of the deathmatch is high, the mortality rate is also very high! Moreover, this Hei Tai Sui is not an ordinary ghost, he is a ghost fighter carefully cultivated by the Miao family! ”

"That's not going to be so famous, is it? I've never heard of it! Cao Zhe questioned.

"Hey, hey! That means that you are still less coming, little brother! The old brother next door laughed and said, "I'm a must-attend for every game." Hei Tai Sui has won five games in a row before, and he is the most famous ghost fighter recently! That's why the ghosts on the other side are so excited, thinking that they can finally win against us once! ”

"But brother, weren't you also shouting Hei Tai Sui's name just now?"

"Uh......" The old brother was a little embarrassed, but quickly waved his hand and said, "Hey! That's because I won money on it the first two times, so I shouted two words of support! ”

It seems that this is indeed a complete gambler!

"What does the Miao family do?" It's the first time I've heard of this family.

Cao Zhe really knows a lot about the major families in Shangcheng. He said: "Most of the ghost slaves who participate in the gladiatorial competition are domesticated by various ghost gangs, but a few are also domesticated, and the Miao family is such an outlier. The Miao family is different from the Teng family and the Qiu family, they are attached to another deputy city lord, Leng Yuankui, who specializes in taming ghosts and raising ghost slaves. Cultivating ghost fighters is also one of their main businesses, and their status is equivalent to the Black Tiger Regiment, which specializes in training gladiators. ”

"Ghost fighters were also cultivated from childhood?"

"How is that possible? In fact, most of these ghost slaves are big evil ghosts who have made mistakes and have been demoted to slavery. They don't need special training to be great! The Miao family relied on Leng Yuankui's relationship to directly buy high-level ghost slaves who made mistakes from the Ghost Affairs Division, and then trained them. Of course, they will occasionally go to the ghost slave market in the right city to look for seedlings. ”

Made a mistake and was demoted to slavery?

When I mentioned this, I had to think of the cow boss again, could it be that he was also relegated here as a ghost slave?

"Brother, you said that Hei Tai Sui's recent record is very good, but the odds of people and ghosts in this game are actually the same, nine out of ten. What do you think of this one? Cao Zhe is still more concerned about this issue.

"Because its opponent Meng Hui is not a soft persimmon. He's a great player from the Golden Gun and he's won six games in a row! ”

"Six wins in a row? Isn't it even more powerful than Hei Tai Sui? ”

"So the odds of this game are very normal, and the winning side of both sides can be regarded as five or five!"

"Which side are you going to buy, brother?"

The old brother next door hesitated at this time. He scratched his hair and muttered, "This one is really hard to buy!" Five wins in a row vs. six wins in a row......"

"What about you? Still not to buy it? Cao Zhe saw that he couldn't make up his mind, so he turned to me and asked me again.

"Me?" I thought about it for a while, and replied casually: "Anyway, I've won two games, so I'll just continue to buy all the fifteen Yin Yuan I won in front of me to win!" It's better to win, and it's not a loss to lose! ”

"Good!" Cao Zhe patted me on the shoulder and said, "It seems that your gambling luck is good today, then I will also follow you to buy someone to win!" ”

"How much are you going to press?"

"Fifty Yin Yuan!"

"Wow! You're going to bet heavily, huh? ”

"Well, I'm going to make a good profit so I can go and see Xiaohe!"

At this time, the old brother next door finally spoke: "Well, what this little brother said makes sense!" As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed! Old connoisseurs also have times when they miss, but it is easy for newcomers to win money! ”

"Dude, what do you mean ......"

"I'll also follow you to buy someone to win!" He slapped his thigh and said to me, "I'll press five hundred Yin Yuan!" ”

"Five hundred?" Cao Zhe and I were taken aback again. This old brother is really willing to spend his blood!

"That's right!" The old brother next door gritted his teeth and said, "I want to win back all the money I lost before!" ”

As the ticket sellers have finished collecting their bets, the final heads-up deathmatch is finally about to begin!

The first to appear was the gladiator side. I saw a handsome young man wearing golden armor with a solemn expression striding into the arena, like a god of war. Meng Hui's figure was even, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, his arms were slender, and the spear in his hand was about a foot longer than that of ordinary spears.

The spear was very distinctive, the whole body was golden, and the tip of the spear was also glowing with golden light, obviously not an ordinary spear, but a rare boutique penislature. It seems that such a golden gun should be the standard configuration of gladiators in the Golden Gun Regiment.

Meng Hui's momentum was so outstanding, and some loyal fans began to shout: "Meng Hui! Meng Hui! "Cheer him on.

But this scattered, climatic cry was then drowned out by an even more fanatical shout!

"Black Tai Sui"

"Black Tai Sui"

"Black Tai Sui"

With such a deafening rhythmic shout, a huge black shadow finally appeared at the exit of the ghost fighter. , Hei Tai Sui really lives up to his reputation, it's really black enough!

Except for a pair of eyes and a mouth full of sharp teeth, its body was completely shrouded in a black mist, and its body could not be seen. It was as if its soul and void body had also turned into black smoke, virtual and real, making people unable to see it really.

Hei Tai Sui's body is a little taller than the big stick he played in the first game. But it was strong but not fat, tall but not stupid, its arms as thick as buckets, and its thighs as water tanks. The most surprising thing is that it does not wear armor all over its body, but only holds a long-handled sickle in its hand!

"It turns out that my opponent is such a little white face as you!" Hei Taisui crossed his waist and looked at Meng Hui with disdain.

"Golden Gun Regiment, Meng Hui! Please advise! Meng Hui was not in a hurry or annoyed, and was quite polite. He didn't care about Hei Tai Sui's taunt at all, but arched his hand to his opponent very gracefully, and hugged his fists in greeting.

"Humph! Advice? Hahaha! Hei Tai Sui laughed contemptuously, "This is a deathmatch!" Either you die or I die! Still instructing? Hahaha! It's ridiculous! ”

After laughing, it pointed at Meng Hui with a hideous face and shouted, "Little white face! Listen up! I never leave a whole corpse! If you lose, it'll be my dinner! ”

"The same goes for you!" Meng Hui was still unmoved, and only sneered back: "You are a ghost, you have no body, only a soul." Even if I wanted to keep your whole body, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to! ”

"Come on, then!"

Hei Tai Sui roared angrily, and without waiting for the thick-necked ghost to announce the start of the game, he picked up its big long scythe and slashed at Meng Hui!

Meng Hui also seemed to be prepared, and jumped over the scythe as soon as he jumped over, looking very athletic. Moreover, he didn't dodge backwards in this jump, but went in the opposite direction, and at the same time the spear in his hand stabbed hard!

Hei Taisui didn't expect Meng Hui's reaction to be so fast, its body was so big that it didn't have time to dodge, so it had to tilt its head slightly, avoiding the tip of the spear that went straight to its face.

"Poof!"

Hei Taisui's left ear was pierced by a golden gun, Meng Hui's hand shook, and the big black ear flew out!

In the first round, Hei Taisui was picked off by Meng Hui and had one ear broken!

"Huh......"

The audience gasped, and the ghost audience who was still desperately shouting Hei Tai Sui's name just now were stunned, and the cheering stopped abruptly.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Hei Tai Sui didn't seem to feel the pain, just shook his head and said with a sneer: "It's okay, boy! Looks like you're still in the middle of it! ”

As soon as he finished saying this, a thick puff of black smoke erupted from its head, gathering on its left ear. After a while of tumbling and solidifying, the puff of black smoke turned into a new ear!

Depend on! What's going on?

Not only the audience, but even Meng Hui in the audience was stunned for a moment, and then his face began to turn blue. Such an opponent is really weird! It's hard to deal with!

"Competition...... Begin! ”

Also stunned was the thick-necked ghost in charge of the abbot. The one person and one ghost in the field had already started fighting, and it finally seized the opportunity to announce the start of the game.

"What about the beginning? It's almost over! Hei Tai Sui roared angrily. He failed to sneak attack, but was picked off by Meng Hui and broke one ear, although such a small injury was not enough to worry about, but it greatly hurt its face!

Hei Tai Sui stepped forward again, the sickle in his hand turned into a hoe, and smashed down on Meng Hui's head from top to bottom. Meng Hui still did not retreat, but also stepped forward, just dodging the blade of the sickle, and at the same time poked forward with his spear.

But Hei Tai Sui has already suffered a loss, and it is impossible to let him repeat his old tricks, and the sickle in his hand will be turned into a hoe and a reverse cut. This is a lose-lose style of play, desperately being stabbed by Meng Hui to shoot himself, but also to cut off the opponent's waist!

But Meng Hui's reaction was also really shrewd. He heard that the wind behind him was wrong, so he retracted the gun in time and dodged to the side, just avoiding the scythe's cut.

Hei Tai Sui was unforgiving, and continued to pursue with his domineering tactics of not being afraid of injury, and the sickle in his hand changed direction again and slashed horizontally!

Meng Hui is really bold! He still didn't retreat, jumped again, dodged the scythe's cross, and stabbed forward with the golden gun in his hand!

"Ahh

Hei Tai Sui was poked by the golden gun again, but this time he changed his right ear!

And it's not just the right ear, because Meng Hui is closer this time and his movements are more daring, Hei Taisui's head can't dodge, and even half of his ear and cheek are poked by the golden gun, and a big black face looks like he has just been gnawed by a mouse, which is very embarrassing!