Chapter Ninety-Five: Whack-a-Mole

Luo Chen's mind was full of confusion, the killer weapon actually failed, what should I do, what should I do?

What went wrong? Distracted, he almost received another blow like a giant axe.

It has nothing to do with the smell!

It has nothing to do with the scent of roses!

It's okay with jasmine-scented hair!

Ghost poison! It's not created that way, it has nothing to do with everything in the world.

Last time, it was by mistake, that nymphomaniac fat man. By the way, how did you get it at the time?

"Extract the ghost element, simulate the fluctuation of [First Love Ghost Poison], and gently pop it up."

Yes, that's it, but why doesn't it work? Moreover, on the last two occasions, he even increased the weight of the ghost element, and used the ghost finger to shatter the rose petals and jasmine-scented hair, but it was completely ineffective, and the fierce attack of the sword and axe hand did not stop because of this.

Boom!

He blocked a fatal attack from the knife and axe hand again, he couldn't go on like this, otherwise he would lose, or even die, Xiao Qiang would not let him go, especially after having the perfect excuse.

Xiao Qiang laughed happily, this little fart policeman should die, he will definitely die, die in the underground fighting arena, die in illegal fighting.

Ha ha! What a perfect way to die, no one can trouble himself, even the special department that shelters him.

Ha ha! This place is its own, as well as the entire entertainment industry in Nandu. It's time for the Underground King to change. As for the white wolf, hehe, he will definitely not be able to escape the iron fist of law enforcement.

The white wolf's face turned pale, and he became more and more frightened, especially after a cruel gaze swept him from head to toe, he was terrified, his heart was pounding, and in an instant he understood Xiao Qiang's plan.

However, it was too late, and his subordinate, the personable and articulate host of the arena, was held hostage by two big men, one on the left and one on the right, and did not dare to accept his instructions at all.

The fight can't be stopped, and the fight never stops!

Luo Chen moved his body quickly, dodging more and more sharp attacks, long feet like axes, long arms like knives, knives and axes like mountains and forests, one move and one style opened and closed, but it was extremely fast, like a praying mantis with four knife arms.

Dodge, dodge again, roll, he is extremely familiar with Tai Chi can't use his strength at all, and layers of cold sweat ooze from his forehead, only the next three roads leave a little gap, rolling, rolling again......

it! Who said that ancient martial arts are powerful, and the modern fighting techniques that intercept the strengths of each family are the ones who want to kill people, and they worship the past rather than the present, and they don't want him to fall for this evil.

"Chop, chop, chop, hack him......"

"Mouse, mouse, whack-a-mole, whack-a-mole......"

Under the ring, the tsunami-like voices of men and women cheered, cheering on one side, and the sad Luo Chen rolled around on the floor, and could only and only, deaf ears.

Suddenly, the shouts changed in unison, as if they had been beaten with duck blood and chicken blood, the high-pitched ones were even more high-pitched, and the hoarse ones were more congested.

"Take off, take off, take off...... Stripping, stripping, stripping......"

The beat was enthusiastic, the stomp was earth-shattering, and even the life-and-death struggle in the ring was temporarily stagnant for a moment.

Luo Chen was stupid, Chen Lu, Su Xiaoye, Peng Siwu, Zhuang Yanru, and Dai Sisi in the audience were also stupid, while Li Mingyuan and Huohuo were thoughtful.

The boxy ring is slightly different from the usual one, with a semi-suspended circular platform behind the fighters' resting seats, nearly 2 meters higher than the ring.

The blonde girl on the high platform was completely drunk, and the mellow and sweet French champagne was full of energy, and perhaps she was in a trance, and was incited by the enthusiasm of the high, and the dazzling glitter and the attention of all the people.

Mu Qianyun, she took off her evening dress, leaving only three points, bikini-style white underwear, snowy blonde hair, delicate and straight, spring-like body movements, and a white evening dress with gold edges, waving like a flag in her hand, evoking a surge.

On the high platform opposite, Luo Chen noticed that a ballet girl danced gracefully like a white swan, elegant and graceful.

Under the ring, the tide was very strong, regardless of men and women, but there were some old men with big bellies who were exceptions, such as one of them, who put his white chubby hand on his belly, and commanded the young man with the head of the board who was accompanying him:

"Mr. Zhang, how about taking a picture of this blonde chick and sending it to me later?"

"Cow, it's okay to take pictures, but I can only accompany you for three days, don't you see?"

"Haha, Xiao Zhang, you don't understand this! There is a saying: 'The road to a woman's heart must pass through ***'! ”

The young man laughed with the old man, but he scolded in his heart, thinking that he would have to increase the amount of work to fill up this "road money"!

In the eyes of these people, the people who bet, and everyone, Luo Chen was doomed, they were waiting to harvest money and blonde beauties, and this only had to wait for a while.

But Mu Qianyun has no such consciousness, even if she is about to lose three days of personal freedom, even if she is about to become a plaything in the hands of strangers.

She continued to dance seductively, the lights blurred, the flashing lights shining like diamonds...... What's wrong with me? She wanted to ......

The hardship of the family, the death of a loved one.

Who is a boy who loves her passionately and helps her get out of poverty and sorrow?

The scenes of girlhood quickly crossed my mind, and gradually, the boy was no longer innocent, and he who kissed her and held her hand, he gradually became bad.

She knew, she knew everything, every time the boy did something bad, she knew, and the bad boys who were gradually gathering around him, oh, and the worst of the worst, who scanned her whole body with hungry wolf eyes every time.

Oh, his name is Wenfanglong, and his evil wolf tail is called: Wu Yanbing, hate! She wanted to cry, but they were all gone, all of them were driven away by her, and their innocence was degraded, and they wanted to turn her into a plaything, like every stinky man here.

No, there is another one, he left by himself, he is like a proud phoenix, he once lingered on his beauty, but he is gone, as if he is beautiful but stained with dirt, hehe, Wu Tian, Wu Tian, you go to find the white lotus that is not stained by mud in the world!

Chen Lu and the others were so anxious that they jumped to their feet, Mu Qianyun saw it, she smiled lightly, and suddenly Chen Lu had a pain in her lower abdomen, and she fell from the seat all of a sudden, losing her strength, her face was pale, Su Xiaoye, Zhuang Yanru, and Dai Sisi hurriedly surrounded her.

Deserve! I don't know the inspection, so I'm going to suffer now! Full of bad tastes fill the mind. Mu Qianyun turned her head to look at the ring, giggling, "whack-a-mole." It's like! Hmph, it's all your fault, it's all your fault and little Lulu! If it weren't for the two of you, neither of you would leave, and no one would ...... Won't go!

Beat! Beat! Beat! Kill you stinky rat!

Tears slid down, but a hint of blush crept up his cheeks, and the chaotic scenes in his mind suddenly froze on a piece of cream cake.