Lin Qingya didn't know what was wrong with her, so she came to watch this mecha fighting match.

Originally, she hated this kind of fighting match between prisoners, no matter who won or lost, it was just a pawn in the creator's plan.

However, when she retrieved the information of 4387 through the light brain, and saw the face of the young Asian named Wang Ping, she immediately remembered that she had treated him.

At that time, the spaceship crashed to the ground, and the wreckage of the fire was scattered everywhere, this Wang Ping was covered in blood and fainted to the ground, and there were dozens of large and small wounds all over his body, and the most dangerous one was only half a centimeter away from piercing his heart.

She didn't care about rejoicing for him, and hurriedly started first aid.

Ten minutes later, when he woke up from his coma, he looked at her with a strange look.

She couldn't tell what kind of look it was, but in hindsight, it was supposed to be a strange man, a strange man with a story!

These memories were quickly forgotten, and treating so many prisoners in prison every day, both alive and dead, even if they were a little curious about a prisoner, it didn't mean anything.

But she didn't expect that less than a month later, she actually saw this man again, or because he seriously injured James, who was more than 2 meters tall and weighed more than 200 kilograms—such an unbelievable thing!

As for who James is?

She inquired curiously, and soon heard a lot about this guy's black history, this is actually a villain like a prison bully, who killed and raped before entering prison, and even killed people without blinking after entering prison, and had a special fetish for men.

In this way, Wang Ping's image in her heart suddenly became taller, and in addition to the "strange" symbols, there was some more heroic aura of punishing adultery and eliminating evil.

So driven by the woman's curiosity, she was so miraculously connected to the light brain space and came to watch Wang Ping's first fighting match.

Such entry-level matches did not attract many spectators, with only a few inmates and prison guards in E7 and E8 scattered around the stands.

She didn't want to be seen, so she picked out a curvaceous white lady mecha, leaned in the corner, and waited quietly.

Maybe this Wang Ping will die, maybe he will survive.

But whatever the outcome, she just wanted to watch quietly, for some kind of feeling that she couldn't tell.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to watch the mecha fighting match between 4387 and 3315, now the game is about to start, everyone is welcome to place bets, the way to bet is ......"

With the sound of the referee, Lin Qingya retracted her wandering thoughts and sat up straight, suddenly feeling that it was ridiculous for her to do so.

Come and watch a civilian-level prisoner play?

It's a pity to die, but what if you win? Do you want to get to know him? It was a prisoner, maybe a heinous villain before he went to prison, not much better than James.

What's more, he is also an experimental specimen of the Creator Project, and sooner or later he will die!

……

Thinking of this, she stood up and planned to leave.

"Now, the game begins, please enter the two players!" With the referee's voice, the two doors of the arena opened, and two mechs walked out.

Lin Qingya had already walked to the door, and when she was about to leave after taking another step, she suddenly heard the audience exclaim in unison: "Oh my God! What kind of mecha is that? Why is it so dirty? ”

Curiosity made her subconsciously turn around, and after just one glance, her eyes widened in surprise, and she didn't plan to leave again.

"That's ...... FZ Wild Lion, three generations of manual operation. She quickly recognized it, and then looked at the opposite side, the smooth and beautiful mecha shape, all over the body shining with fiery red, "Four generations of light brain control, FZ Red Dragon!" ”

At this time, the referee's voice sounded excitedly: "Did you see it?" 4387 chose the third-generation mecha, the FZ Wild Lion, and planned to face the 3315's fourth-generation mecha, the FZ Red Dragon. Whether manual control can defeat light brain control is really worth looking forward to! There is still one minute before the game, and in the last minute, there is still a chance to place a final bet, so don't miss it! ”

As soon as I heard the referee say this, the audience suddenly exploded and boiled.

"Hey, I heard you right, right? Three generations challenge four generations, is 4387 an idiot? ”

"Hehe, whether it's an idiot or not, I'll have a good show to watch in a while!"

"Bet fast, bet quickly, such a game must be profitable, I bet that the four generations can win, and the light brain control is definitely better than the manual control."

"I don't think so, 4387 dares to choose the third-generation mecha, there must be a chance of winning, I bet on it, I bet that he will win, it's a big deal to lose and buy a bottle of genetic enhancement liquid next month."

……

Such a boiling discussion made Lin Qingya's whole person stunned, she naturally knew that 4387 was Wang Ping, this strange man actually chose the third generation of mecha, I really don't know what to say about him?

"Well, Wang Ping, you're either a madman, or a genius! You have managed to arouse my curiosity, and I hope you don't disappoint me. She muttered to herself, turned and walked back in, sitting down again.

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When the Asian sixth saw this scene, his mouth opened in surprise, and he couldn't close it for a long time, and it took a while before he gasped: "Old seven, you ...... You pinched me hard, did I see it wrong? That Wang Ping actually participated in the fighting match, and he was still ...... He also controls three generations of mechas. Be...... Is it true? ”

Lao Qi's eyes widened in surprise, and he reached out and pinched his arm heavily, causing him to scream in pain, and then muttered to himself: "You can scream so badly, it should be true." This Wang Ping ...... It's not easy! ”

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“Fuck！ What is this 4387 doing? Is he crazy? Dennis slapped hard, smashing the armrest of the chair with a smack, his face full of rage.

"Hehe, Dennis, are you so angry that you throw things again? I think I hear a clicking sound from your side? Gearns' cheerful voice came, "I'm going to add another 1,000, no!" Add another 3000, do you dare to follow? ”

Dennis had a gloomy face, and gasped heavily, if he didn't follow, he would be flattened by the other party, and the gambler's psychology made him put his heart sideways, so he gambled that Fang Hao had a reason to do this.

Said coldly: "Follow!" ”

With a movement of his fingers, he added another 3000, but he secretly cursed in his heart, if he lost, he must strangle this 4387 alive!

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Fang Hao sat in the FZ Crazy Lion, facing the boiling audience, he was also a little unexpected, didn't he just choose a third-generation mecha, as for causing such a big sensation?

"Hehe, Fang Hao, I just learned through the light brain that Dennis and Gones added another 3,000 bets for you, you said that if you lose, will Dennis strangle you?" Dr. Qian laughed in his head.

"3000 bets? What a big deal! Fang Hao frowned, it seems that the fighting competition is a great benefit in prison, fighting to the death, and the people behind him move their fingers, which is tens of thousands of gambling income.

In the future, we must think about it, how to get some of this part of the benefits, and it will definitely be of great benefit to our own development in prison!

"Now, it's time for the game!" Just as he was pondering, he heard the referee announce loudly.

Oh~~~

The FZ Red Dragon on the opposite side roared wildly, rolled up a puff of smoke and dust, and rushed over with murderous energy, like a red dragon swept in.

Fang Hao's pupils shrank, and his fingers were on the keyboard, tapping at an incredibly fast speed.

The FZ Lion crouched and struck a strange pose.