Along with Zhao Zhuo and the others, there were also contestants from other cave communities who came here from other different passages. The men descended the steps, then joined the crowd of competitors and began to walk along the fence over and over again, as arranged by the people in the arena. It's up to the gamblers to pick and choose.

"Well, I make people worry about the gamblers who are sympathetic and at the same time jealous and envious, now, keep your eyes open! Pick your personal favorite capsule fighter. The sixth sense, the first impression, the gambler's intuition...... Or whatever the reason and ability, please make your own choice in the fastest time. Don't miss out on this opportunity. You know, while you are investors, you are also competitors. One-to-one choice, if you don't take the lead, you will definitely regret it in the end! "Capsule fighter" is the joking name of these gamblers who participate in the gambling game for people like Zhao Zhuo. Because they are fighting for a "capsule apartment".

Overhead, the clean, unseemly host bent down and looked down, urging the gamblers on the fence to place bets as quickly as possible with his voice. Because the number of gamblers is equal to the number of "capsule fighters", and the same fighter is only allowed to accept bets from one gambler, there are often gamblers who miss the opportunity to choose the best candidate because they are hesitant. Whenever they compare all the fighters and return to choose the person they eliminated before, they will despair and find that the other party has been picked away. In the end, he could only unwillingly entrust his life to the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Affected by the host's voice, the gamblers, who were already a little nervous, immediately became impatient. Blindly or eagerly, they put a label representing their own life on the face and forehead of one of the contestants, and then, with a shout of excitement or despair, turned around and ran back to their seats. As for the "capsule fighters" who were selected by the gamblers, they received a sign representing their personal number and ran to draw lots to choose their opponents under the cheers and reminders of the stadium personnel. After doing this, they return to the stands and sit next to the gamblers who chose them, waiting for the game to begin.

Zhao Zhuo is eighteen years old this year, although he is already an adult, in all fairness, he can only be regarded as a hairy young man. He wasn't very tall, and his figure was a little thin, except for the occasional flash of determination in those eyes, he didn't look like the kind of person who could fight. On first impression, he doesn't catch the eye of gamblers.

After a few turns, Zhao Zhuo's face was still clean, only mud and dirt remained. And there is no label that represents the life of a gambler on his face.

After three more laps, there were less than a hundred gamblers left around the wall. And Zhao Zhuo's face is still clean.

After three laps, there were only fifteen people who accompanied Zhao Zhuo in circles.

Most of these people are short or thin or sick, so they have been screened until the end. And outside the wall, there were also fifteen gamblers who were left without six gods and no masters, but they were extremely anxious. You don't have to look to know that these people are newbies who missed opportunities because of indecision.

There has always been only a chance to pick people, and no one has picked an opportunity.

"Sister, sister, what should I do. There are only a few left. At the edge of the wall, two dirty women gathered together in a panic, looking at the fifteen "rotten capsules" left in the venue that no one wanted.

"There's no way, who told us not to seize the opportunity just now, and now only these people are left for us to choose." The woman with a messy head like a chicken nest frowned, stomped her feet gently, her left and right fingers intertwined, and looked at the remaining fifteen people hesitantly, but she couldn't make up her mind.

"What do you think of that? Chubby, will it be more durable? ”

"But it's too short. Moreover, it is still beaten. Find someone who can fight. ”

"And what about the taller one? It's just a little thin. The younger sister pointed to Zhao Zhuo, who had just passed in front of the two of them, and asked.

"At such a young age, how can you have any experience in fighting. No, no, no! Looking at Zhao Zhuo's young face, the woman shook her head.

Compared with several other sick companions, Zhao Zhuo's complexion is the best among the fifteen, and his height of one meter seventy-five is also suddenly highlighted in a group of dwarf winter melons at this time, and the whole person immediately stands out from the crowd. However, as the woman at the head of the chicken nest said, his eighteen-year-old young face still made him lose a lot of color. After all, compared to those who are older, people of his age are too much worse than those people in terms of experience.

Just as the two women hesitated, two more were taken away by the desperate gambler. The whole field was a little more empty. The two girls panicked. The sister bit her lip fiercely, and then chased after Zhao Zhuo without hesitation, and pasted the crumpled label in her hand towards Zhao Zhuo's cheek.

Seeing this, the chicken nest girl suddenly screamed: "Yaya! ”

The label, which had long been made by sweat and lost its stickiness, touched Zhao Zhuo's face full of dust, and after scratching it a few times, it still failed to stick to his face, and fell to the ground leisurely.

Zhao Zhuo was stunned, leaned over and picked up the label, and turned his head to look at the woman who was called Yaya.

The black mud-stained face couldn't tell whether it was beautiful or ugly, but the eyes were black and beautiful. The head must have not been washed for a year, gray and yellow, without the slightest luster. The robes he was wearing were tightly tied with green rattan, and he was tied three turns at the waist, chest, and calf knees, and they were all tied with dead knots.

Very typical image of a girl from a good family in the swamp area.

"Are you going to choose me?" Pointing to himself, Zhao Zhuo asked.

At this time, the sister of the chicken nest head had already hurriedly ran over, and when she heard this, she immediately reached out and grabbed the label, shook her head and said, "Don't choose, we don't choose you." She still felt that Zhao Zhuo was too young and not very reliable.

Zhao Zhuo shrugged and smiled, turned around and continued to circle around.

"Yaya, choose that, it's a little short, but it's still strong, and you can see the scar on his neck...... It's definitely amazing. After beating Zhao Zhuo, Sister Jiwotou hurriedly turned her head and pointed to an ugly monster comparable to a bantam tiger Wang Ying.

Glancing at "Brother Wang Ying", the woman who called Yaya snorted, shook her head and said, "I don't choose, it's ugly!" It's still so short, how can it be reliable. ”

"But it's definitely more reliable than the guy just now. Among the rest of the people, I think he is reliable. The head of the chicken nest patiently persuaded, "Hurry up, we have lost a lot of opportunities, don't let the opportunities slip away." If you lose, you'll die. ”

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