Li Qing got up and opened the door.

"Squeak ......"

The door opens.

It was pitch black outside, with only a few dim lights in the distance.

There were four or five dark shadows outside the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the black shadow led by him walked over.

Dressed in a purple suit.

"Huh, Zilong?" Li Qing was stunned for a moment, and smiled in his heart, "I still pretend to be B at night, Nima, and I scared the labor and management a lot!

This is Zhao Zilong, as well as a few of his doglegs.

"Brother-in-law!"

Zhao Zilong came in with a hippie smile, "Let's go, take you somewhere!"

Zhao Zilong looked cunning.

"Where?"

"Brother-in-law, don't ask so much. Let's go, come on, be happy!"

"Eh, eh, ......"

Li Qing wanted to ask a few more questions, but was dragged away.

Go straight for forty or fifty meters, turn left and go up to the main street.

The street is bustling and lively, people come and go, traffic is busy, endless, shouting, cheering, one after another. It is in stark contrast to the desertion of Li Qing's residence.

"Brother-in-law, you see, this is the place where people stay! This is Liuren Lane, and the girl there is called a wave! The top girl will cost hundreds of taels of silver in one night...... Tsk tsk, sell the gold cave......"

"Nima, what does it mean for my brother-in-law to take my brother-in-law to visit JI Courtyard?" Li Qing wondered in his heart.

"Chunhong girl, good figure is good, just a little older; Xia He girl has just turned 16 years old, with buds to be released, that is called a tender, but the asking price is too high; Autumn Dew girl, everything is good, **** waist strength is enough, it is the smell of TM, too sour......"

Zhao Zilong is like a few treasures, clear.

An introduction to Li Qing one by one.

Sure enough, Zhao Zilong and Li Qing had just approached, and a large number of flowers and willows greeted him.

"Zhao Gongzi, come in and have fun......"

"Uncle Zhao, continue to play with leather whip and wax oil ...... today"

"Brother Zhao, don't you want your sister anymore?"

"Zhao Xianggong ......"

......

"Fuck off!"

The doglegs, who had already been interested, came out and blocked the women.

Everyone walked through the JI courtyard and turned around again, passing a row of low stone houses. In these stone houses, there were bursts of cheers.

Outside each of the low stone houses was a flag with a word written on it.

"Bet!"

It's a whole row of casinos.

The people did not stop but continued to move on.

Turn around again and you'll see a tall, castle-like circular building.

in the building waist.

There is a large plaque five or six meters long, with four large golden characters written on it.

"Samurai Arena"

Beneath the plaque is the front entrance.

Entrance.

There is a stone platform three or four meters long.

Behind the stone platform, there sat four or five girls. Some of these girls were blonde and blue-eyed, some had black hair and black eyes, and some were brown-skinned, but without exception, they were all extremely beautiful.

In front of the stone platform, there were four or five long queues to buy tickets.

There were hundreds of people, but they were orderly and not chaotic at all.

Because on the left and right of the stone platform, there are two big men who are more than two meters tall and as strong as brown bears, standing with swords.

"I'm rubbing, these two guys...... Going to the NBA to play basketball is enough. Li Qing's eyes flashed, this figure has to compete with the NBA's center overlord Ao Shark in the earth world!

At this time, there was already a dog leg who had bought a ticket in advance, and waited there, everyone didn't need to wait, took the ticket, and entered directly.

The samurai arena is a huge space, and the audience stage is divided into three floors: upper, middle and lower, and the bottom is the arena.

"Huh, isn't this the samurai world's version of the 'Spartan Colosseum'!" Li Qing sighed in his heart, "But it's really big!"

The number of spectators in this circular castle building is tens of thousands, and the shape and structure are similar to the ancient Roman gladiatorial arenas in the earth world.

It's just that most of the people who fought in the ancient gladiatorial arena of the earth world were slaves, and in the samurai arena, they were all free samurai.

In the gladiatorial arena, there are people and beasts fighting, and in the samurai arena, it is all people.

The group found a position with a good view in the front row and sat down.

The doglegs immediately bought fresh melons and fruits for the two to taste.

"Hallegua, our specialty of Tianyang City, try it, brother-in-law!" Zhao Zilong greeted warmly.

"Huh?"

Li Qing picked up a piece of hale melon and took a bite, sure enough, the flesh was soft and fragrant, melted in the mouth, and had a sweet aftertaste.

"Not bad. Li Qing nodded in praise.

This cantaloupe is a bit similar to the cantaloupe in the earth world, except that most of the cantaloupe is green or yellow with patterns on the outside, while the melon is white and has no patterns.

As for the flesh inside, it is all light orange.

Moreover, the taste is similar.

"Brother-in-law, this Hallegua is only available to us in Tianyang City!" a dogleg explained with a smile, "To the east of Mingsha Canyon, there is a valley where the melting snow from the snow-capped mountains flows down all year round. With the watering of this snow water, there is such a sweet halegua ......"

"Brother-in-law, you can taste this blackberry fruit from Tululu again......"

"Big brother-in-law......"

......

"Wow......"

Everyone was talking and laughing.

Suddenly, the applause thundered, shaking the sky, and the entire arena boiled.

Applause, cheers, whistles, loud and loud.

Even Zhao Zilong stood up and applauded warmly.

Li Qing raised his eyes and saw a man in a black suit, with a fierce face and a black spear in his hand, walking out and entering the arena.

With every step, the man in the black suit danced his spear, and suddenly, a black arc of light visible to the naked eye flashed with the tip of the spear, increasing the power of his spear!

Like a black god of war, he walked into the center of the arena.

"The warriors of Tianyang City, what is shown in front of us is the hero from our Tianyang City, Yum Samurai Heibu!" A majestic voice sounded overhead, deafening, and resounded throughout the audience.

"Nima, what is this? microphone?"

Li Qing looked up curiously, and it turned out that there was a particularly protruding place at the audience stage on the third floor.

In this protruding position, a person stands.

The man was holding on to the railing, and in front of him was a cyan gem.

Every time the man said a word to the cyan gem, the cyan gem magnified the man's words dozens of times and conveyed them to every corner of the arena.

"Yum Samurai Heibu! Win 127 games in a row, tonight, it will be Yum Samurai's 128th match! Can Yum Samurai Kurob win again in a row? We'll wait and see!"

"Black Cloth, Black Cloth, Black Cloth ......"

The arena rang out with rhythmic cheers. Black cloth holds his spear aloft and enjoys the glory.

"Okay, tonight, the one who will face off against Yum Samurai Heibu is Zhang Ke, a samurai from Decepticon City. Zhang Ke's record, 99 consecutive victories! Tonight, if Zhang Ke wins, he will win 100 consecutive victories and become the new Yum Samurai! Now, let us greet Zhang Ke with warm applause!"

"Wow......"

The crowd burst into thunderous applause again.

Next, the host introduced the combat skills and levels of the two samurai one by one.

Yum Samurai Black Cloth, Level 13. Record: 127 consecutive wins, combat skills: Black Rain marksmanship.

Zhang Ke, level 12, 99 consecutive wins, combat skills: mountain opening axe method.

"Black cloth will win! Black cloth will win......"

"Zhang Ke will win! Zhang Ke will win......"

Fans of both camps began to rage.

"Nima, level 12, level 13, it looks like a bull X, system system, hurry up, don't be lazy, scan it!" Li Qing shouted in his head.

"Didi Di Di ......"

The sound of electronic metal sounded.

"Activate detection, deduct talent points successfully!"

"Samurai Black Cloth, Level 13, Combat Strength 130, Combat Skill: Black Gold Marksmanship. Samurai Zhang Ke, level 12, combat power 145, combat skills: mountain opening axe method, mixed element alchemy. ”

"Oh oh, I'm dizzy, the combat power is so high!" Black Cloth has a combat power of 130, Zhang Ke is 145!

Li Qing showed a hint of a smile.

Others don't have a system, so they naturally can't detect the combat effectiveness of the two, and they only judge from the combat skills and levels.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" Suddenly, the copper bell rang, "Black cloth against Zhang Ke, the odds are one to three." ”

At a fixed position on each floor, the brass bell rings continuously.

"Huh, can you still gamble here?" Li Qing wondered.

"Haha, brother-in-law, you don't know, in this samurai arena, the ticket income is only a small part, and the audience reward is another part, but the biggest source of income is still relying on this betting. Zhao Zilong pointed around, and continued, "There are a few people who come to watch the game and don't bet on Bo Yibo." Not only can you fight with the fighting field, but you can also fight with other people, and the samurai fighting arena as a middle-aged person charges a certain percentage of commissions! ”

Zhao Zilong pointed to a young man in red not far away and said to Li Qing.

The ticket income is only one or two silver per person. However, betting on betting, one may be a win or loss of dozens of taels or hundreds of taels, or even thousands or tens of thousands of taels!

How do you compare one tael with thousands, tens of thousands of taels?

Therefore, the main income of the samurai arena still depends on gambling.

At the same time as Zhao Zilong spoke, the eyes of the young man in red happened to look here, and he happened to see Zhao Zilong and Li Qing.

The man in red suddenly showed a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Zhao Lao Er, do you still dare to come? Didn't you lose badly enough last time? This time we bet again, one thousand taels, how about it?" The young man in red narrowed his eyes, like a fox.

"Huh?" Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and he shouted angrily, "Fan Laosi, do you think I don't dare?"

"Hey, hey!" the red-clothed young man's eyes narrowed more and more, and he smiled, "I think you just don't dare!"

"Fan Jian! this is what you said!" Zhao Zilong's neck puffed up high, and he roared, "Ah Gouzi, go and invite someone to come!"

Behind Zhao Zilong, a dog-legged man left in response.

"Huhu!" Fan Laosi's face immediately turned red. "Ah Fu, go and get the title deed of my Fuyun Restaurant!"

Fan Laosi, named Fan Jian, and everyone in the circle calls Fan Laosi, and no one will call him by his real name.

Because, his real name is like a reverse scale.

However, Zhao Zilong touched this reverse scale.

The two of them suddenly competed.

"Zhao Laoer, you are so daring!" Fan Laosi said coldly.

After a while, an old man who looked to be in his sixties walked up, still holding a pen and paper in his hand.

The old man didn't ask, just wrote on the paper.

Obviously, this kind of thing happened too much in the samurai arena, and the old man was very handy at doing it!