Chapter 483: Funeral Dungeon
Hu Ziying greeted He Hao and the others led by the umbilical cord brother, and stepped into the other side of the high-speed rail gate, and the moment the door opened, the boiling atmosphere directly shocked everyone.
The colorful dance floor lights are not very sweeping, and the crowd waving their arms is full of shadows. The cheers and shouts were endless.
The two-storey parking lot was transformed into a whole floor, creating a funnel-shaped hall in the shape of an inverted 'convex' character.
Although the upper 'kou' shaped circular hall is 600 square meters, it has 1,000 seats, and the seats are crowded with all kinds of guests, and the outer places are also full of people. They were greeted by the colorful lights from the roof of the shed, and the dry ice mist surrounded the whole field, like a magical land.
Naked women with trays twist their hips from seat to seat, selling odd snacks or booze, and even fancy toys.
Below, a 2,000-square-meter hall with 20 load-bearing columns and blood-stained cones. There are also more than 60 deadly traps and traps on the ground. Every brick on it is incomplete, the good ones are full of cracks, and the bad ones form deep pits. A large amount of dirty blood clotted to the surface, and it seemed that countless people had died on it.
On the side walls of the hall, there are numerous iron doors, and because they are covered with thick black tarpaulins, the interior cannot be seen......
Hu Ziying pushed away the waitresses and spectators on the stairs, and led the umbilical cord brother and his party to the vacant seats in the front row.
In the midst of the boiling noise, Hu Ziying said: "First-class seat, it's not that the old customers don't have this treatment!" ”
"What's it like today?" Umbilical cord Gomo asked, obviously unable to bear it.
"They are all ruthless characters, and it will be the top 32 selection battle in a while! You have to wipe your eyes with the highlights! Bearded Eagle said this at the same time. Four huge screens slowly hung down above the circular hall, and 200 introductory lists with avatars were shown on the screens.
Number 1: Hellboy
Species: Xenohuman (male)
Height: 260cm
Weight: 220kg
Record: 34 wins/25 losses
Odds: 1.65x
No. 2: Berry biscuits
Species: Domesticated Xenomorph (Advanced Throughput)
Height: 185cm
Weight: 102kg
Record: 18-0
Payout: 1.52x
Number 3: Thor
Species: Power Manipulator (male)
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Number 4: Winged Light
Species: War slave (male)
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Number 5: Death Executioner
Species: Survivor (male)
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Number 6: God of War the Great
Species: Yao Lao (male)
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Number 7: Mulan
Species: Semi-mechanical human (female)
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Number 8: Lone wolf
Species: Fission Man (male)
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The basic data of the 200 players scrolled on the screen, and Brother Umbilical Cord lit another cigarette and said, "Big melee!" Surrender or die. The odds vary depending on the winning percentage. There's still half an hour to place your bets! Hurry up and choose! ”
He Hao pursed his lips and smiled, feeling that this gamble was indeed a bit interesting. In the spirit of playfulness, he picks his seeded players on a scrolling screen. He looked at it once, but found a different player -
Number 189: Lucky Star
Species: War slave (male)
Height: 182cm
Weight: 64kg
Record: 1 win/52 loss
Payout: 1.05x
He Hao feels that what makes him different is his record: 1 win and 52 losses, which is the most losses of any player. It is also one of the players with the lowest odds. On the surface, he looks like he's a sure loser, but being able to survive 53 scuffles is enough to prove that his strength is definitely hidden by himself - he doesn't want to win, he just wants to survive......
"Can anyone sign up?" He Hao asked Brother Umbilical Cord.
"Of course!" Brother Umbilical Cord snapped his fingers, summoned the maid, ordered a kebab, and said: "Not only is the registration free, but also 1 skull coin commission, if you win, you can take away 20% of the bet on your body." ”
He Hao seemed to understand something, and asked, "War slaves are a kind of slaves, serving their masters, right?" ”
"......" Brother Umbilical Cord let out a dull laugh, which can be regarded as an answer.
He Hao motioned to Xiaobei to take out 100 energy crystalline bricks to exchange for 1,000 skull coins, and then bet all on the lucky star of No. 189! If he wants to play, he will play a big one, and by the way, test his vision......
Xiao Bei was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything, but the wasp and bottle cap standing on the side looked stupid, 1,000 skull coins are definitely a huge amount of money in the edge city of the plague city!
The umbilical cord brother stood up in his seat and said excitedly, "My baby! You're one of the most dashing men I've ever met! However, after he learned that He Hao bet on No. 189, he instantly lost interest and said: "Low winning rate, low odds." Hehe, you're the stupidest man I've ever met, at least for now......"
After completing all the formalities, Xiaobei returned, and at the same time, a small platform descended next to the screen, and it was Hu Ziying standing on the platform, he signaled that the audience was scattered with starlight papers and streamers, and waved his hand, and hit all the spotlights on He Hao's body, grabbed the long pole microphone, and shouted excitedly: "The highest bettor in the audience is born!" 1000 Skull Coins! True discernment! True daring! A real game on earth! ”
The next moment, all the people with He Hao as the core appeared on the screen, He Hao was very calm, Xiaobei pointed to the center of the giant hall and said: "Look! ”
The wasp and the bottle cap turned terrified when they saw it, and they knew that they had become the target of all the gangsters. The most excited is the umbilical cord brother, his small figure jumping on the seat, waving his arms and shouting: "Welcome to the umbilical cord tavern in Venom Lane!" He even threw out countless flying kisses - he is indeed a villain who is not afraid of heaven and earth.
"All on alert!" Bearded Eagle pointed at He Hao with a microphone, and in an instant, ten heavily armed xenomorph humans stood by his side on guard - the funeral dungeon had its own security measures, at least to ensure safety in this huge hall, and as for going out, that was another matter......
Then, Bearded Eagle roared again: "Give our potential dark horse a light!" He was 18...... 9…… Player No. 9 - Lucky Star! He was shocked in his heart, Hu Ziying never thought that No. 189 would become a high-pitch target.
As all the lights moved from He Hao to the iron gate of No. 189 in the hall below, there was no too high cry in the audience, but there was a faint laughter in the middle of such a low voice.
The black tarpaulin, illuminated by the chasing light, lifts a corner from the inside. A pair of deep eyes cast out of the darkness. When that gaze met He Hao's eyes, He Hao felt that the emotions contained in that gaze were very complicated—shock, resentment, and ecstasy.
In order to re-ignite the cold field, the bearded eagle roared: "The countdown to the melee ......"
As the countdown ended, a large amount of dry ice mist covered the ground and sprayed out, while the tarpaulin was pulled up by the roller shutter and the iron door opened automatically. 200 fighters rushed out of the dungeon and headed for the center of the field......
The most brutal death fight began......