"They are just patrols in charge of order, only responsible for guiding the way for the first time to come here, and then they will not appear, one is afraid that we will escape, but they are afraid that we will not understand the rules and come up to make trouble, we just need to follow them." Fang Li said in a low voice.

"So where are we going?"

"The Colosseum."

"The Colosseum?" Huang Shang's eyes were full of doubts.

"People who come here for the first time will be sent to the gladiatorial arena, those who win will be respected, and those who lose will generally not survive, so the flow of people in the dark city is very high, except for those aborigines and elders, those who come here to fight for their lives basically have no room to turn back."

"Why did you come here to fight for your life if you have the guts?"

"Although the fight is cruel, it is much better than killing with xenos, boss, it may be because your leader has been in office for a long time, or the military strength of the base is very strong, so when we generally think about the problem, we will automatically ignore xenos, but for ordinary people or ordinary overrunners, xenos are still the most terrifying scars in our hearts."

Fang Li's eyes were a little responsible, "If it weren't for you, the boss, maybe I would be the same as the people in the Dark City, choosing to fight for survival, after all, my ability is also very flawed, only in a large group, my role will be highlighted, but most of the oversized people in the world are alone, and the people in the last days are vicious, and if there is no strong leader, it is easy to fall into chaos." ”

Huang Shanggang wanted to say something, but when he saw an inexplicable light flashing in Fang Li's eyes, he still chose to be silent.

"You never seem to have seen me kill anyone." Huang Shang said.

"Well, I haven't seen it, the last time I remembered that you killed someone, it was only when I was fighting those gangsters in the police station."

Thinking about it this way, Huang Shang has indeed not made a move for a long time, and the big trouble is coming one after another, he can win over as much as he can, how can he shoot without saying a word.

"Then today is just a good time to test my skills." As a sniper, Huang Shang rarely went head-to-head with people, and now he had to go up and fight.

The gladiatorial arena is located in the center of the dark city, and it is also the most prosperous place in the entire city, the outside is made of earth and stone, and the appearance of the broken walls is difficult to reminiscent of the gladiatorial arena, but as soon as he entered, Huang Shang found that he underestimated the prosperity of the dark city.

The gladiatorial arena is about 10,000 square meters, except for the lowest ring, there are only rows of seats that gradually rise in a circle, and the gladiatorial arena is full, and the roars are higher and higher, and the masses vent their anger with roars.

At this time, in the ring, the two were fighting together, and a shirtless bald man was riding on the body of a teenager, and his fists were powerful and unreadable, and the sound of a skull shattering could be heard with each blow.

The bald man was covered in flesh, his resolute face was covered with dried blood, and the scars on his head were almost embedded in the flesh, and he knew at a glance that he had won countless victories long before this battle.

According to the rules of the Dark City, if one side dies completely, the other side wins, and if both sides survive and the victory is not scored, they will be severely punished by the arbitral tribunal, if not less than a violent death and a violent death in the streets.

It was clear that the bald man had fallen into madness in order to win, and the corners of his mouth were filled with playful pride, and his fists slammed into the boy's face like the wind, and each blow was exchanged for countless screams on the field.

"Thirty-four!"

The fist fell like a hammer, and the boy below him spat out a mouthful of pus and blood.

"Thirty-five!"

The host's voice had fallen into a frenzy, and the thirty-fifth punch broke the boy's ribs, and he let out a terrible moan.

"Thirty-six! Our little boy doesn't seem to be able to do it anymore! ”

"Thirty-seven!" With a crisp sound, the little boy who was riding under him didn't have time to scream, but a hole was cracked in the skull.

"On the thirty-seventh blow, Delai finally smashed Lin Feng's head, and then let's celebrate the thirteenth consecutive victory of the bald god Delai with a shout of victory!"

The cheers and roars came one after another, standing in the stands, Huang Shang felt that his eardrums were about to be shattered, at this time, he frowned, and locked on the boy who was already unconscious.

Just when everyone thought that the boy was dead, his little female fingers trembled slightly, and the bald man stretched out his arms, looked up to the sky and howled, and was about to grab the little boy in his hands and throw it in the air to vent the joy in his heart, when the situation suddenly changed.

Although the skull was shattered, the little boy struggled to open his eyes, his eyes were round with anger, his originally clear eyes turned blood-red, and the eyes of the bald god Delai were opposite, the latter was like a magic barrier, his body seemed to be suffering from epilepsy, he began to tremble constantly, his mouth spit out a white membrane, the whites of his eyes turned up, and after a few breaths, his body fell into a demotion.

"Oh, it seems that Little Snow has given us quite a surprise, he killed the thirteen-game winning Killing God by such a shoddy method as blowing up, it's simply shameless, but- we like it!"

The host's voice full of sneers filled the audience, followed by the screams of the audience, Huang Shang noticed that these people didn't care who won and who lost, they just watched a fierce life-and-death struggle.

As the cheers on the field gradually faded, the audience began to throw money into the air as if they had discussed it, and the money fell like heavy snow, and the boy named Snow had his skull shattered, but he ignored it, bent down and began to pick up the banknotes that had fallen on the ground, with a heartfelt smile on his mouth.

A bunch of maniacs.

This was Huang Shang's first impression of them, where the audience only cared about the intensity of the fight, and the wrestlers seemed to only care about money.

"It's just a token for the Dark City, and the winner can exchange the money for food, water, and slaves, and they don't even want their lives for the token." Fang Li sighed, "Boss, the next one is probably you, come on, if you can't stand it, I will invade the enemy's spirit and let him die on the spot." ”

"You won your first victory with a psychic invasion?" Huang Shang looked at Fang Li and asked.

"That's right, of course, I also mixed some performances in the battle, and the odds of winning that game were as high as 1 to 10,000, and I made 10,000 tokens with the only 100 tokens I had on me."

"You mean, all those spilled bills just now are bets made by gamblers?"

"That's right, everyone can bet, and in order to get a greater benefit, fighters will also bet, and some fighters will bet their whole body wealth on their opponents when they know they can't beat their opponents, so that their families will also get a lot of tokens."

Huang Shang nodded thoughtfully, "Where did the token come from?" ”

"You can exchange it directly with wasteland coins, the exchange rate is one to one, and I have a wasteland currency stored value card with a deposit of 100,000 yuan, which can be withdrawn at any time."

"Then bring it up and put it all on me."

As the words fell, Huang Shang felt the spotlight above his head suddenly hit him, and the surroundings of the gladiatorial arena fell into darkness, and everyone turned their eyes to him.

The host with a pinch of mustache gave him an intriguing look, "Look, it seems that there are new friends joining us in the Dark City, it seems that we have fun again, looking at his thin arms and legs, fine skin and tender flesh are even better than the girls, I know this is a welfare bureau!" ”

Once again, the stadium was in a commotion, and the deafening cheers were even louder than ever.

Everyone knew who the enemy this newcomer with fine skin and tender flesh would face, and almost instantly, the audience bet all their bets on the undertaker [Dalit], and all that was left for Huang Shang was endless white eyes and sneers.

It seems to be a sin to dress clean and look white here.

"Next, please invite the undertaker [Dalit] to come to the gladiatorial arena, ah, what a wonderful name, I believe it is definitely not a coincidence, because he will give our newlyweds a passionate kiss!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in the center of the arena, and the fellow, known as the undertaker, seemed to have arrived in the ring.

Huang Shang smiled indifferently, followed the pace of the spotlight, and slowly walked to the edge of the ring, and at that moment, he saw a pair of crimson eyes.