I walked over and looked at the guy on the ground, and he was dragged out. Thrown against the wall, he leaned against the wall and coughed. His eyebrow bones were cracked, his face was bleeding, and his hands were still trembling slightly

I bought two towels from the waiter next to me and held them in my hand, and I squatted down to look at him. His eyes were empty and lifeless. I handed him a towel, and he looked up, his two swollen eyes and swollen lips that looked like they had been beaten.

"Thank you." He let out a hard breath.

"You've been beaten up a bit." I say.

He didn't speak.

"Do you regularly participate in this kind of event?"

He still didn't speak.

"You're a gladiator?"

"No, I'm a hunter."

"Hunter? It doesn't look like it's your home turf. It's not very common to have hunters in hand-to-hand combat. ”

"Hmph." He snorted. "If you bet on me to win, you're going to be disappointed. If you bet on me to lose, you can now go upstairs and have fun instead of continuing to have fun with me. ”

"No, you're mistaken. I was just passing through. With that, I handed him another towel. What are your odds? ”

"I don't know."

"Do the hunters of Alterac usually have a penchant for black boxing?"

"If you can make enough money from hunting, no one wants to be beaten here."

"Understand, your bow and arrow are better than your fists. It's just a little small here. I smiled. Is it because of the heavy snow that you can't go hunting? ”

"No, my son is sick."

"Oh? How old is your son? ”

"Four."

"Hmm...... It looks like you won't be able to make any money today. I frowned. I turned my head to look at the boiling crowd next to me. "I can help you."

He grew his mouth.

"But I can't help you for free." I smiled, felt a gold coin from my bosom, touched it and put it down. Then he took out ten silver coins from his bosom. Hand it to him. Winked at him.

"Do you have skins at home?"

"Nope."

"This money counts as my money for your prey. I want a fox skin and a wolf skin, of course it's good. I know I don't have enough money, and I'll make up the difference, but I'll have to wait until I see the skin. ”

"That's really grateful."

"How many days will this money last?"

"If you save a little bit, maybe a week."

"What's wrong with the child?"

"I don't know, I have a fever and nosebleeds."

"Have you been cured?"

"I have cured it, but it has no effect."

"Then it looks like this money will be ...... in a week It's not enough. ”

The guy lowered his head.

"What if it's not healed? You still don't have much money, do you? You're still injured, and I don't think you'll be able to shoot your prey lately. So be it......"

There was no expression on his swollen face.

"Since boxing comes with quick money, you can be my investor."

"What...... Meaning? ”

"How many games are there today?"

"Seven."

"The money is the money to buy skins. And this money is the money that invests me. As I spoke, I pulled out two gold coins.

"No...... I can't do it. He seemed a little panicked.

"If you earn our points, you will lose mine."

"This ......"

"You don't seem to be a gambler, and certainly not me. But if I really want to try it today. After all, I don't have a lot of money, and you need money too. ”

"Bill is amazing."

"Oh? Who is Bill? ”

"Fight me just now."

"It's kind of interesting. That's it for today. If you earn, we will share, and if you lose, you will count mine. I winked at him.

I reached out and pulled him up, and nodded at him.

"I'm going to sign up, and you know who wins the bet."

"You."

"My name is Bill."

"Your name is Bill, too?"

"Yes. I hope you're in your right mind, and you don't get me wrong. ”

"You're not afraid I'll run away?"

"You're not that kind of person."

"My name is Sean." He hurriedly said.

I smiled at him and squeezed into the crowd. "Hey, you're the boss?" I'm standing in front of the other head.

He glanced at me.

"I'm here to sign up. I also want to fight. ”

"Do you think this is a kindergarten?"

"No, I need money."

"You've got to pay first."

"I don't have the money to come to boxing."

"No money, no, you're here to gamble, not to receive benefits."

"How much?"

"The more you invest, the more you earn, boy."

"Can I crush others?"

"Don't you have no money?"

"Ah, yes, what if I make money?"

"Fighters don't have the right to bet, only the entry fee."

"Didn't you say that the more you invest, the more you earn?"

"No, no, no, the entry fee for fighters is different from other people's calculations. You're a rookie, or a rookie with no money, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. If you have money, come, if you don't have money, you will leave. ”

"Hmm...... I pay the registration fee. ”

"Minimum 3 credits."

I pulled out nine silver coins and handed them to him. "Schedule me the next one."

"What's your name?"

"Bill."

"Your name is Bill? Ha. Interesting. Bill what? ”

"Bill Max."

"I'm not a local when I listen to the accent."

"Gilnesians."

"Ha, Southerner."

"What's wrong?"

"Good luck."

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"Let's talk about it when you win. Stop talking nonsense. He waved his hand as he spoke. Gentlemen! In the following scene, we have a sketch. There's a Gilneth man from afar who wants to challenge the Predators of Alterac. Let me introduce this Mr. Bill Max! ”

There was a boo. Stand to reason.

"Bet bet!"

"I'm going to challenge that bald head." I pointed to the bald Bill.

"No, no, no, you three big boys can't challenge Bill. You can only challenge something else now. ”

"I'm going to challenge the best."

"Roar, it looks like you want to die...... I'm not going to do that, though. You've got to challenge something else first. ”

"Why?"

"I've got the final say."

I looked at the crowd, and Sean was huddled in the crowd as well. I smiled and walked into the circle.

"It seems that our Mr. Bill is a little impatient. We'll see what the strength is. Bets are over! Let me please the Alterac refrigeration...... Finch! ”

People cheered, perhaps to see how I was beaten.

Finch is a big man. Shirtless, the hair on his chest was very thick. Refrigerant ...... Well, if you glue a little more hair, you can pretend to be a snow monster.

"Let's go!"

Finch punched me in the face.

It's too slow!

I dodged the punch, only to see that his left hand was already coming towards me. I grabbed his left wrist with both hands, and his right fist slammed into my face. I didn't try to stop his fist with my foot, but I leaned back and kicked him in the stomach. I wanted to kick him in the crotch, but I thought it might have a bad impact, so I turned the kick into a kick.

The feeling of my feet telling me that this guy still has two hits, and it is really not easy for his little belly to be kicked by me. Looks like we'll have to give him a breather first!

He was kicked in the stomach and lost his strength with his right fist. I grabbed my left hand, which I was holding, and I pulled it around, and I twisted it to twist his arm behind his back. I didn't expect this big guy's physical fitness to be quite good, and he didn't completely twist his back. He shrugged his shoulders and tried to pull his arm back.

His strength is great. Completely above me.

Before he could pull his hand back, I lifted my foot and kicked it directly at his lowest ribs. It hurts. I can feel it in my feet. His body went limp. If it's soft, it's easy to fight.

As soon as my right foot hit the ground, we both pulled our hands back, and he was pulled by me, leaning towards me, and my left leg was directly lifted and kicked towards his armpit ribs.

The poor man is not chasing, but the water dog has to chase and fight.

He was about to kneel with his ribs clutched, so kneel, and I let go of his hand. His hand twitched back. Right now, right now. As soon as my left foot hit the ground, I twisted my body and my right leg flung up and swept towards the back of his head.

He could die.

A whipleg swept to the back of the guy's head, and he fell straight to the ground without moving. The battle is over.

I stood there and the crowd booed again. Don't these people cheer me when they see me winning? I looked back at the crowd. Sean's swollen face was smiling hard.

I retracted this leg just now, but I decided that it should be a concussion at the very least, and I hope his arachnoid membrane is not bleeding.

"Ahh Against all odds. Gilneth's lad actually knocked down the Snowseed Finch! All right...... Men who have lost money, your faces are like paper that has been crumpled after wiping your buttocks! But the following may tell you to flatten your stinky face. It's up to our long-haired Bill against this Mr. Bill from Gilneth. "That's a bad talk.

"Place your bet!" The guy yelled.

"Bill broke his nose!"

"Bill! I'll bet you to kill him in 30 seconds! ”

"Kick his leg off!"

There were all sorts of shouts from the crowd, some cheering for Bill, some giving Bill a move, and some asking Bill how to beat Bill Max.

"Stop betting! Ladies and gentlemen! Which bill are you betting on? Is it the long-haired Bill or this outlander! Which Bill is the real Bill! Let's get started! "The head is quite good at poking words out.

Long-haired Bill stepped forward. Hair...... Well, he's a bald head!

He stared into my eyes. I was staring at him too. This guy is more than a head taller than me, he has no hair, no eyebrows, and no eyelashes. The sleek head and white skin are like a boiled egg that has been sitting for two days.

Farad told me never to close my eyes when fighting people, especially before it started. I stared into his eyes, and his glaring eyes told me it seemed like he was trying to screw my head off and kick me out the door.

The two of us circled around, and the boiled egg seemed to be a bit level, and he didn't rush to attack. Although it is the first strike, sometimes the first strike will suffer.

"Fuck you two want to ballroom dance! Do you hug and kiss when you look at the right eye? Fuck it! One of the guys yelled.

When my right shoulder sank slightly, he made a decisive move.

He rushed up and grabbed me at the chest with one hand. My waist sank, my left leg was twisted and arched, and my left hand caught the hand he had caught. But his hand had already grabbed me by the collar. I pressed my left leg straight up against my body. As soon as I twisted my waist, my right shoulder quickly sealed his grabbed left hand, and my right foot plunged into the gap between me and him.

His left hand grabbed me on the back. But I'm sorry, he can't hold on to my taut back.

My right shoulder lifted it up, and I lifted my right foot up violently, and I lifted it up directly from my waist. At that moment, he jumped over my back, head down, and fell back down.

I could hear it clearly, and the crowd erupted in exclamation.

Bill was slammed to the ground by Bill.

I don't know how to fight, and I don't dare to fight. I sometimes can't control myself. I always feel the urge to kill people. At this moment, this feeling was suddenly shattered.

Bill was slammed to the ground. As soon as I got out of my hand, I jumped forward with my right foot and took a step forward. By the moment Bill's bald head hit the ground, my left leg was ready to give him a powerful volley to the head.

I don't know if this kick will happen, like the last one...... Oh no...... I've forgotten the name of the last guy......

His head resembles an ostrich egg, a boiled ostrich egg. My left foot longed to kick something like a snowman's head. My left leg jerked towards the left ear that grew on his smooth, rounded head.

"Are you sure you want to kill him? Bill? ”