Chapter 85: Here, I'm King!

Not here?

Chu Xianmo was slightly stunned, Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the two old men, turned around and walked into a secret passage.

As Bai Xiaosheng said, this underground stone chamber is just a collection of valuable intelligence information in Yunzhou City.

There are no less than 1,000 spies in Qianjitang, so naturally they can't just feed by selling news.

Chu Xianmo followed Bai Xiaosheng into another stone path, and suddenly found that the two old men had also followed, each with a cloak on their bodies.

"Master." Chu Xianmo listened to the faint footsteps behind him, and his heart sank slightly.

The cultivation of the two old men behind him is probably only higher than that of the coachman during the day.

The four of them walked inside for half an hour, passing through no less than seven or eight secret doors, before they reached the end of the secret passage.

Bai Xiaosheng stopped in front of the steps, followed by the two old men who walked all the way to the front in silence, and took the lead on the steps as if they were exploring a path.

"Don't take off your mask, follow me in a moment." Bai Xiaosheng admonished.

"There won't be any weird codes this time." Chu Xianmo pouted.

"Ahem, no." Bai Xiaosheng coughed low and straightened the mask on his face.

After a while, hearing the sound of knocking from above, Bai Xiaosheng took Chu Xianmo up the steps.

There are quite a few steps, three or four stories high, leading to the top of an attic.

When Chu Xianmo followed, the two old men were standing aside with their hands down, and beside the two of them, there was a middle-aged man with a fat body.

"Little Hu Yiwei visits the hall master." When the middle-aged man with a blessed body saw Bai Xiaosheng come out, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"How's business today?" Bai Xiaosheng asked in a hoarse voice.

"Nine games were opened, the gambling market was drawn to 50,000, and the cubs made 200,000 yuan." Hu Yiwei bent over from beginning to end, not even looking at Chu Xianmo beside Bai Xiaosheng.

"Go and clear the field, whoever is not convinced let them come to me." Bai Xiaosheng waved his hand.

"The little one understands!" Hu Yiwei's shoulders trembled significantly when he heard this, and when he raised his head, his eyes were full of excitement, and he stepped downstairs to make arrangements.

"Scourge, I wonder what this is for." Bai Xiaosheng's voice returned to normal, and he pushed open the attic window and gestured outside.

"Underground ring?" Chu Xianmo looked at the platform outside and the crowd in surprise.

She had heard people mention this place before, the underground ring was only open at night, and those who could enter were either rich or expensive, and ordinary people were not even qualified to enter.

Moreover, the rules of this underground ring competition are also very special, the age of the warrior who goes to the stage to duel cannot exceed eighteen years old, and the martial soul is not allowed to be used, and there are few casualties but the battle process is very violent.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at the martial arts arena outside the attic and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Scourge, do you know, the academy's martial arts training ground is the stage for your geniuses, but in this ......" Bai Xiaosheng's voice suddenly deepened, "I am the king!" ”

Chu Xianmo felt the momentum flashing on Bai Xiaosheng's body, and his pupils contracted violently.

At that moment, it was as if the person standing next to him was not a sixteen-year-old genius boy, but a commanding and majestic general!

Unexpectedly, as soon as Bai Xiaosheng's words fell, a shout sounded below.

"Don't even show your face, what young master, Lao Tzu doesn't care about this, he has the ability to let him come out and tell Lao Tzu face to face, what is there to deal with, I think you won Lao Tzu's money and want to cheat!"

"That's it, protest! Lao Tzu spent money to come in to find excitement, why did they leave early. ”

A smile curled up at the corner of Chu Xianmo's mouth, "It seems that someone won't give you face today." ”