Qianyu changed her face faster than the sky, put away the sad expression on her face at once, and then sat down on the chair obediently, watching Uncle Tie skillfully medicate her, from the rudeness at the beginning to the current cautious fear of hurting Qianyu.

Qian Yu raised her eyebrows, as if she had found the feeling of being distressed by her family, the first person she met in this cold world was Uncle Tie, this old man with a decent mouth.

What Qianyu didn't expect was that the first person she met was Uncle Tie, who seemed to dislike her, but in fact he was a very kind-hearted and straightforward old man who was only fanatical about cast iron.

"You're Zero?"

Suddenly, a man in a suit appeared beside him, standing in front of Qian Yu.

Qian Yu raised his eyes and looked at the man standing in front of him, a man in a black suit and meticulous with his hair groomed, different from all the people here, with a luxury that could not be concealed.

So it also attracted the attention of everyone present.

This man must not have come from a slum like theirs.

Qianyu: "......", without saying a word, he looked at the man in front of him.

Qianyu's silence made the man frown slightly in displeasure, and asked again: "Are you Zero?" ”。

"If you have something, just say it", Qian Yu glanced at the man, and said in a somewhat impatient tone, do you still need to ask? She was the only winner in tonight's fight, and now she was the only one sitting here on the medicine, and everyone else was already dead, and the street fighting was endless, so she wasn't Zero, who is? Book every day

The man was irritated by Qianyu's attitude, narrowed his eyes slightly, a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "This is my business card, if you want to get to Quanjing as soon as possible, you can come here to find me tomorrow", and turned to leave.

Qian Yu looked at the business card that was still on the ground, and felt a burst of anger in her heart, but she picked up the business card very unproductively.

The Mirror Realm is only divided into two classes, one is the bottom level, which is the slum where Qian Yu is now, and the other layer is the Quan Jing.

Qian Yu looked at the information on the business card, the encounter fighting club, the general manager - Quan Feng, contact information......

Qian Yu blinked his eyes, as expected, although there were only two levels of the realm in this mirror, the fighting was not like this.

There are a lot of promotion tournaments in martial arts, and only the winner of a hundred street fights can be qualified to fight in a high-level club like Quanfeng, and the fighting champion of a five-hundred-game high-level club can go to the political level fight, and a thousand political level fights can reach the power mirror fight, and when you reach the power mirror fight, it means that you can enter the power mirror, and entering the power mirror means that you are only one step away from being sent out of the mirror realm.

But to get a ticket to leave the Mirror Realm, you'll need to win 5,000 fights in the Mirror.

Even with this difficulty, the outside world is a great temptation for these people in the mirror of the bottom and slums, so countless corpses are added to the small dark alleys every day.

But the last thing people in the mirror care about is death, because the people in the mirror are the reflections of outsiders, and when they die, another new reflection will be formed immediately, and I don't know whether to say that this cycle is good or sad.

So all the people in the mirror don't care if they die or not, anyway, his death has no value and no meaning.