Hearing her say this, An Li breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You are still here today, is there another one tomorrow?" ”

Fang Yu nodded.

"I'll find a way to save the two of us out, Ye Qin is outside to answer, you must protect yourself." An Li said.

Fang Yu nodded, his expression suddenly a little gloomy.

"What's wrong?"

"Anli...... Do you still hate me? Fang Yu hesitated, but still couldn't hold back and asked.

An Li was stunned, and then smiled, "I don't hate you." ”

Thinking about it later, I hated Fang Yu the same way in those two years, but it was just anger.

What do you say that old and dead don't get along, it's just that it's young, juvenile and depressed, and after the end of the world, she has gone through too many lives and deaths, and in the end her mentality has changed, and the things that made her depressed at the beginning seem to be less important when she thinks about it again.

Fang Yu stopped talking.

It's just that she lowered her eyes, and there was always some disappointment in her eyes.

There are some things that need not be said, but she also understands that An Lishi hates her, but she will never go back to the past.

They have been together since they were very young, they went to elementary school together, junior high school together, high school, when they were innocent when they were young, they felt that they could be good friends for life, until now they find that friendship is the same as all feelings, without going through wind and rain, there is never a saying like this forever, because you never know, maybe one day something will happen, and they will part ways.

Even if both of them are trying their best to reconcile, some things will always stick to their hearts like a thorn.

Regarding this issue, the two tacitly did not entangle more.

Just start talking about something else.

"What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"What to do?"

"Although there is no third-level ability here, but it is hard to guarantee that there will be no in the audience tomorrow, I looked around the audience when I got off the stage today, and those people who can sit on it do not seem to be particularly simple people, in case there is really a third-level or above ability, won't you be exposed?"

"Is the auditorium far from the gladiatorial arena?" An Li asked.

"Hmm...... It's a bit far. ”

"That's fine, it's usually a little farther away, and you can't sense it." An Li said.

"Okay." Fang Yu thought about it, it seemed like this.

……

In the gladiatorial arena, a lot of blood was added to the already not very clean platform.

Song Ling stood on the platform, covered in blood, his black clothes had been scraped to pieces by the barbs on the whip, and he was covered with wounds, almost becoming a bloody man.

Her body shook twice, and her eyes were a little sloppy, but she gritted her teeth and didn't show any weakness.

She opened her mouth, her voice was already very hoarse, and she sprayed blood as soon as she spoke, "I won." She said.

On the ground in front of her, Chen Zhen, who had a moxican hairstyle, was lying on his back, he didn't have too many wounds on his body, but the two bloody holes in his chest and abdomen deprived him of all his mobility.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and he was already seriously injured and had no strength to stand up, at this time, as long as Song Ling inserted another knife into his heart, his life would be completely explained here.

But there is no need for this, because she has already won, and the referee next to her will never watch her make up for the knife.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and many people commented on the two people standing and lying down below.

"Chen Zhen, is this called capsizing in the gutter?"

"No, that's supposed to be a shot in the foot."

"Song Ling is still powerful, maybe he is the next dragon king."

"Shh~ He's here, watch out for him to hear." ……

The rescuer hurriedly carried the stretcher up and lifted Chen Zhen who was lying on the ground.

However, when the stretcher passed by Song Ling's side, the seriously injured man didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Ling's hand.

"You...... Self-inflicted. He said in an already very weak voice.

Song Ling shook off his hand very unceremoniously, and shook it twice, but the indifference in his eyes was obvious.

At this moment, Song Ling didn't understand that winning the 3,000th game, it was not Lang Lang Qiankun who greeted her, but the real catastrophe.

The arena is surrounded by auditoriums, but the structure of the underground building, the height of the space between the arena and the auditorium is about two stories high, and in the rooms on the second floor behind the auditorium, you can see through the glass.

At this moment, in a room on the second floor of the arena, a seductive-looking man sat on a sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, taking in everything that happened below.

"Alright, do as I say." Su Qin said lightly.

"Master Qin...... Do you really want to do this? Rarely, the subordinate standing beside him hesitated.

Su Qin turned her head, her bewitching face sank slightly, "Are you questioning me?" ”

As soon as he saw his face, his subordinates suddenly didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly nodded and retreated, "No, no, I'll do it." ”

Just exiting the room, the subordinate shook his head and sighed softly.

Since the establishment of this gladiatorial arena, in addition to the dragon king, Song Ling is the second slave to meet the perverted requirements of the gladiatorial arena, and in the past ten years, Song Ling can also be said to have brought a lot of benefits to the entire gladiatorial arena.

If she hadn't been so sexual, it was estimated that Song Ling would have been released to supplement their group of killers a few years ago.

Yes, that's right, this gladiatorial arena is a casino for the bigwigs, but it is also the cradle of killers in the Halberd. Many powerful characters were screened out of the gladiatorial arena, like the Dragon King, who relied on his own strength and only took five years to kill the gladiatorial arena, from beginning to end, he was the only one.

But it's impossible to really let these slaves go.

The original dragon king, like today's Song Ling, was bent on freedom, according to the unspoken rules of the gladiatorial arena, and the day he succeeded, it was when he died, but he didn't expect that he would change his mind temporarily, and obviously successfully met the requirements of the gladiatorial arena, but turned his head and took the initiative to join their group of killers, which made the people who originally killed him take it back.

Then, within two years, he became the chief.

If Song Ling made the same choice now, it would surely be the same result, and this was her last chance.

But somehow, this subordinate felt that Song Ling would never make the same choice as the Dragon King at the beginning.

Songling's pursuit of freedom is the purest freedom, and there is no room for sand in his eyes.

Therefore, Song Ling will definitely be destroyed, her ending, Su Qin had already set it for her long before.

"Where to go?" Song Ling asked.

She was injured all over her body, and her whole body was in pain, but at this moment, she didn't feel it at all, only very excited, because she was about to see the light of day again.

"Get you out." Someone next to her answered her.

Song Ling nodded, even her footsteps jumped up, she didn't notice, if she wanted to go out, it should be up, but until now, they still haven't reached the elevator entrance.

It wasn't until she walked to the corridor that Song Ling realized that something was wrong.

"That's not right." She said.

Then, the next moment, the door at the end of the corridor opened, and the person beside her smirked and pushed her in.

"You lied to me!" Song Ling's mournful voice was blocked by the door......

……

The people had been repairing in the front hall all night, and by noon the next day, people began to come in and call for people.

An Li and Fang Yu sat in the corner, neither of them speaking.

Anli had been thinking about how to escape from this place.

Her original plan was that it would be better if she could take the opportunity to destroy this dirty place, but after thinking about it carefully, this time she was alone, and she was weak, so she still came in rashly, and her preparation was not sufficient, and it was simply whimsical to want to destroy this place.

The first thing to do was to escape with Fang Yu first, meet Ye Qin outside, and then think about it in the long run.

And now she's wondering how she's going to get out of here.

The management of this underground gladiatorial arena is too strict, and it is deep underground, so it is not easy to break out of the siege from this place.

However, she hasn't come up with a foolproof plan yet, and it's already her turn to play.

An Li stood up and walked over with her feet and handcuffs.

Follow the person leading the way down the hallway.

Occasionally, other managers passed by in the hallway, discussing something.

An Li watched left and right, but before he looked at much, he was slapped on the head, and a vicious voice came out of the mouth of the manager behind him, "Don't look around, be safe." ”

An Li was in pain, no longer turned her head left and right, and only used her peripheral vision to observe the surrounding situation.

However, at this moment, a group of people came up in the hallway.

The men were carrying a stretcher, on which appeared to be a woman.

When she walked in, An Li found that it was Song Ling lying on the stretcher.

She lay on it with her eyes closed, looking pained, and her limbs were wrapped in a thick layer of white cloth, faintly bleeding.

An Li was a little surprised, and said in her heart: What's wrong?

Song Ling was originally lying motionless on the stretcher, as if she had fainted, but when An Li passed by, she somehow suddenly opened her eyes, and the moment she saw An Li, those bleak eyes suddenly lit up.

She suddenly turned sideways, looked at An Li, and shouted loudly: "Help me!" ”

An Li was stunned.

Then the next moment, she was pushed back again.

An Li just turned his head, and was slapped back by the manager behind him.

Behind him came the snickering and undisguised taunts of those people: "Please, help you? Ask the wrong person, the people here are difficult to protect themselves, who can help you? ”

Song Ling only said those two words, and then did not make any sound, and An Li walked, somehow, very unpleasant.