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The fat shopkeeper walked to the front desk with brisk steps, laid his arms on the front desk table and said to the beautiful waitress: "Hi, Lisa, I brought someone who wants to fight bloody madness."
Lisa, who had dyed blonde hair, glanced at Qin Fen and then paid no more attention to him. She lowered her head and opened the safe to look for the number plate.
She has seen too many people like Qin Fen who are young and dare to go bloody and crazy because they think they have two brushes.
If you have no other special skills except fighting, then the only way to survive in the Golden Triangle is to enter a bloody and crazy place. In order to make money, you will be discovered by military detectives under generals from various places, so that you can live a better life in one step. .
"This is your number..." Lisa looked at the blood-stained number in her hand, and was stunned for a moment: "No. 44..."
Hearing this number, the fat shopkeeper's face became even more happy, and he patted Qin Fen on the shoulder: "There is an elevator over there, you go down first.
I'll be there soon..."
Qin Fen pinned the yellowed number plate stained by the blood of countless people to his chest and walked into the elevator without looking back.
Lisa stared at the changing floor numbers on the elevator and rolled her eyes at the fat shopkeeper: "How can you laugh? That is the bad luck number plate No. 44. It seems that no one has ever gotten this number plate. Avoid the bad luck of being killed in the first fight. If he loses, you can only earn a small introduction fee. If he wins, you can still take a commission... "
"I know." The shop owner stared at Lisa's half-opened fleshy balls, revealing her deep cleavage, and swallowed his saliva: "Do you have time tonight? How about having dinner together?"
"Eat?" Lisa pushed her butt with both hands: "Vincent, it's not dinner you want to eat. Is it me? I'm very expensive."
"Tch..." Vincent rolled his eyes at Lisa: "Expensive? Forget it if you don't want to eat. Tonight. I have a more delicious woman..."
Vincent didn't even look at Lisa after he finished speaking. Moving his somewhat fat body. Moving towards the elevator entrance.
Compared to mature Lisa. He prefers the silent woman next to Qin Fen. There’s nothing to say about your figure, skin appearance! If I could get that frosty girl to **...
Vincent thought of Lin Ling's sexy and energetic figure. A surge of geothermal heat could not help but rise in my lower abdomen.
Qin Fen walked into the second underground floor. Suddenly a loud shouting was heard. Thousands of seats are already occupied. Each of these people waved bills and beers in their hands. He stared at the only arena in the center of the floor with a very excited expression.
There are two warriors fighting above. Except for the use of hot weapons other than firearms, any other cold weapons can be used in this arena. Even if you have enough money to buy a concussion electromagnetic knife, no one will You are not allowed to bring it to the ring.
At this time, the two people on the ring were both five-star meteor warriors. They did not choose to enter the ring with bare hands. One of them was holding a single sword in his hand, and the other was holding two iron rods. But these two There are hundreds of half-inch long iron spikes on the iron rod.
If such a weapon were to hit a person, one can imagine how terrible the result would be.
At this time, both of them were covered in blood. It seems that before Qin Fen stepped out of the elevator, the two men had already staged half a brutal fight.
Qin Fen walked towards the number plate queue near the ring while looking at the two people on the stage seriously.
It can be seen that this is not the first time for these two middle-aged men to enter such a life and death arena. Whether it's the aura they exude or the ruthlessness and decisiveness with which they attack, they are far better than those in the recruit camp who just do basic training every day.
The two are not on the same level at all.
Qin Fen believed that if he hadn't experienced several life-and-death battles and trained with several instructors every day. He just worked hard to reach five-star strength. If he faced anyone in this arena, he would die within ten moves.
The time between life and death is the most training one.
It not only exercises one’s body, but also exercises one’s will.
Not far from the arena, Qin Fen discovered that the people sitting in the first row were not spectators, but people like him with number plates hanging on their chests.
These people had serious faces and were not affected by the roar of the surrounding environment at all. They looked at everything on the ring very calmly. They needed to study these two people. No one knew whether the person who survived the ring would become themselves. The next opponent.
Qin Fen came to the number arrangement table, took off the number plate on his chest and handed it over.
The person in charge of the number plate here was a man with a beard. When he saw the number plate handed over by Qin Fen, his eyes suddenly glowed with bloodthirsty light, and he said with a trace of ridicule: "Boy, you are so Have you been having bad luck for a while?”
Qin Fen looked sideways at the life-and-death battle that was coming to an end in the ring, and casually replied: "It's terrible."
Hu Zhannan had an expression on his face that said, "I saw it right." He entered the number 44 into the computer and said, "When do you plan to go? Do you want to familiarize yourself with the environment first? Or..."
"First get familiar with the environment. Can you please queue me up for the last show before lunch?"
Qin Fen looked at the bloody scene on the ring and still answered in a very calm tone.
Now, the warrior who used a single sword in the ring was dead. His brain was shattered on the ring, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.
He had the upper hand until the final blow. However, he did not expect that the two seemingly solid iron rods were actually hollow! There are actually chains inside! At the critical moment, the stick covered with iron thorns suddenly turned into
, the chain got stuck on the blade and smashed his head.
The winning side was not happy about this victory. This time they won by using the ultimate trick of pressing the bottom of the box. The opponent in the next game will definitely be on guard against this trick.
When Hu Scumbag heard Qin Fen's request, he shook his head and laughed continuously: "As expected of the person who got the bad luck number, even the requested games are bad luck games. Look up at the big screen, your opponent is there, fifty No. 4."
"Look~!" Someone in the noisy crowd suddenly shouted: "The Finger Demon Butcher! The Finger Demon Butcher No. 54, his opponent has been determined."
Following this shout, the noisy crowd was quiet for a while, and then became more and more noisy.
Qin Fen took the number plate and turned around, and found that those people sitting in the first row of the ring were looking at him with a look of death. A few of them showed pity, and most of them showed ridicule.
In addition to these looks, the same emotion flashed in their eyes.
Qin Fen interpreted that look as "lucky", and these people who were fighting were all happy that they didn't meet the Finger Demon Butcher.
It stands to reason that those who can participate in the [Bloody Madness] competition are a group of people who have long since stopped taking life and death seriously. These people who don't take life and death seriously are actually afraid of pointing out the demonic butcher.
No verbal explanation is required, and no information search is required. Just judging from the popularity of the audience's reaction and the performance of the contestants, we know that the finger demon butcher should be very strong in this arena on the second floor of the negative.
When Vincent saw the person he had brought with him facing the Demon Slayer, his face was already filled with joy. The number 44 is indeed a bad luck number. When I first entered here, I met the Demonic Butcher. Isn’t it a bad luck number, or what
In this level of the arena, if you say which fighter is the strongest, many people may give different answers.
Some people would say that it is Chen Feiyu's [Seven Broken Seven Heartbroken Palms]. Those who are hit will die. When they die, their faces are distorted as if they are smiling, but this smile is sadder, more tragic and uglier than crying.
It is said that the conditions for practicing this set of exercises are very strict. The seven absolutes are the end of the heart, the end of love, the end of kindness, the end of desire, the end of pain, the end of life and death, and the end of lovesickness.
The seven cuts are the fate of the opponent, namely, broken heart, broken blood, broken tendons, broken liver and intestines, broken kidneys, broken bones, and broken wrists.
Some people may also say that it is the [Black and Green Rotten Bone Palm] of Bianli Book. The victim died just like a normal person, but if the body is cut open, it will be found that whether it is blood, internal organs or bones, it has become black and green. .
Of course, some people will recommend the demon killer.
But if it were a matter of selecting who was the most ferocious, craziest, and perverted in this arena, then it would definitely be the Demon Slayer. No one would deny this.
"Hello, I am your first opponent when you come to Bloody Madness."
Qin Fen heard the voice and slowly raised his head to look at the person standing in front of him.
He is about 1.8 meters tall. His muscles under the clothes are very well-proportioned and he has good explosive power. His hands are rough and wide, with big tendons protruding on the back of his hands like old tree roots. His nails are cut very cleanly, without any blemishes. The muscles at the tiger's mouth are as sharp as small stones.
The No. 54 sign has been wiped very clean. Hanging on his chest and matching his slightly elegant appearance, he feels a bit like a teacher.
The two people sitting next to Qin Fen subconsciously made some evasive movements and leaned their bodies to both sides without even looking at No. 54.
Lin Ling also walked down from the crowd at this time. She sat on Qin Fen's lap as if no one else was around, and quietly leaned into his arms, looking sweet and happy.
Qin Fen put his hands through Lin Ling's waist, hugged her gently, and replied with provocative light in his eyes: "I may be your last opponent."
"hehe… "
There aren't many surprises for the Finger Demon Butcher. When newcomers first come here, they always think that they are invincible, and their arrogance is mostly just to build up their courage.
"Really? What I like to do most is..." The Finger Demon Butcher gently bent down and looked at Qin Fen, as if the flowery Lin Ling did not exist at all: "Hearing his opponent's scream for mercy, until die."
The Demonic Butcher's demeanor was still so gentle, but his tone was full of hysterical excitement. The huge contrast caused goosebumps to appear on the skin of many boxers around him.
"I hate bugs buzzing in my ears." Qin Fen stared back at the Demon Butcher without showing any signs of weakness: "So, I prefer to kill my opponents simply."
An excited smile appeared on the Demon Butcher's face. He turned to look at the boxer next to Qin Fen, still bowed politely and said, "Hello, can you give me this seat?"
The boxer in question was hesitant. No one here wanted to offend the Demon Butcher. However, if you give up your seat in front of everyone, you will be looked down upon by countless people, your momentum will collapse, and you will definitely lose if you go to the ring again.
"There is no need to make room for the dead." Qin Fen said without looking at the fist and finger demon butcher: "Also, although I don't know who you have met before, which will cause you to have a special admiration for that person. But please don’t pretend to be hysterical, you don’t act like that.”
The smile on the demon butcher's face became stiff for the first time. He twisted his neck very mechanically and looked at his opponent again.
Qin Fen completely ignored the people around him. He quietly watched the new battle that was about to begin on the ring.
Literal information is never as direct as seeing it with your own eyes and experiencing it for yourself. Before taking action, it is most important to have a deeper understanding of the style here.
After watching several fights, the audience in the auditorium began to boo, and people shouted very rhythmically: "Zhi Mo Butcher ~ Zhi Mo
The sound kept ringing one after another, and the atmosphere also changed with the roar of the people.
got up.
A beautiful woman in a three-point swimsuit held a microphone and walked onto the ring while twisting her hips to arouse men's primitive impulses and said: "As everyone has expected, the next battle will be between the Finger Demon Butcher No. 54 and Bad Luck. The newcomer with the number 44. I wonder if this newcomer can break the curse of the bad luck number or die under the torture of the Demonic Butcher."
The Demon Butcher rushed to the ring in three strides, reached out and patted the beautiful woman's tempting buttocks, and a clear and loud sound reached everyone's ears.
When the Demonic Butcher touched her buttocks, the beauty was so frightened that she let out a shrill scream, as if someone was trying to kill her.
She ran two steps quickly and reached out to touch her butt, only to find that she was not hurt in any way.
When she just calmed down, the shorts that wrapped her mysterious area suddenly turned into pieces, and the entire mysterious area appeared in front of thousands of people.
At this moment, the sound of wolves was everywhere on the floor, and the sound of whistles was flying all over the sky.
The woman's clothes were torn to pieces, but she didn't show any panic. She simply tore off the two pieces of clothing that covered her upper body, flexed her body, twisted her waist and walked out of the ring, coming to Qin Fen. She said coquettishly: "Boy, if you can kill the man who took off my sister's clothes, my sister will be yours tonight."
Snapped…
A loud slap hit the woman's face, and it was Lin Ling who was sitting in Qin Fen's arms.
"He is my man." For a moment, Lin Ling's cold eyes and voice made the woman feel like she was about to be killed.
The people watching the theater once again made a roar, and the sound became louder and louder.
Qin Fen stood up and hugged Lin Ling's attractive waist, and said to the woman in a very calm tone: "Do you think you are more beautiful than her?"
A simple sentence made the beautiful woman's face change drastically, and she looked more ashamed than disappointed. She does look good, but compared to Lin Ling, she is not even the slightest bit worse.
Qin Fen looked up at the ring. The dragon-shaped steps of Feilong Daba made him hold his chest high and his head high with a domineering aura, and he jumped onto the ring in a few steps.
"Two annoying men, I hope you die together." The woman who was slapped by Lin Ling took the microphone and shouted loudly: "Start now!"
The demon butcher's gentle face turned into a hysterical smile at this moment. He moved the ten fingers of his hands and said with a chuckle: "I used to be wanted by the federal government for killing people and dismembering their bodies. There is no other way, I can only I was able to escape and enter here. On the way to escape, I tore apart six policemen. I liked the feeling of picking pieces of flesh off people's bodies bit by bit. I liked hearing the screams of the injured, and even more, I liked seeing them because of me. I hope you won't let me down..."
Qin Fen stood there with his arms relaxed, with a hint of disdain on his face: "Finger demon? Maybe you really have this qualification. It's not easy for you to practice finger-twisting to this point. It's just... tsk tsk... "
"Just what?" Zhimo looked at Qin Fen's disdainful expression, and his face became ferocious and terrifying: "Do you have any objections to the word butcher?"
"Yes, and it's very big." Qin Fen nodded and approached the other party as if taking a walk: "You are not worthy of these two words. From today on, I will commandeer these two words from you."
"You?" The Finger Demon Butcher smiled. His feet gently touched the ground and he walked out a set of strange steps. They were the steps he created when he fled into the Golden Triangle. He called this set of steps the Death Step. Dance is light and full of weirdness.
The biggest advantage is that it can leave afterimages in other people's retinas, causing errors in judgment. Only in this way can he calmly take off the flesh of his opponent bit by bit until he catches him to death.
Qin Fen's walking state suddenly changed into a dragon-like pace, and he took an arrow step and appeared in front of the Demon Slayer like a teleport.
This step was not only fast, but also well-positioned, blocking all the finger demon's escape routes.
Snapped…
Both of them were very fast, and they passed each other like lightning.
There was a gap in Qin Fen's clothes on his shoulders. In the past, those who had their clothes torn on their shoulders in the ring would spurt out a dazzling column of blood.
This time, there were only tears of clothes, no blood pillars, and no screams of excitement from the audience behind the blood pillars.
The demon butcher looked at his fingers in surprise. This was the first time that he didn't pinch off the opponent's flesh when he pinched his fingers.
He turned his head and looked at Qin Fen, who also turned to look at him.
The boxer No. 44 was holding an object, or rather a human organ, in his hand.
This organ is very familiar to the Finger Demon Butcher. Every time he is about to kill his opponent completely, he will break open the opponent's chest, listen to the opponent's painful screams, and pull out the organ called "heart".
Now, this young man number 44 has such an organ in his hands. Moreover, this organ is still beating very regularly, and every time it is squeezed, a little bit of blood mist can be squeezed out.
The Finger Demon Butcher subconsciously looked down and saw a hole in his chest, and bright red blood was flowing out of the hole.
"You..." The Demonic Butcher stopped thinking about why he didn't pinch off the other person's flesh. He reached out to cover his bleeding chest and looked at Qin Fen in horror.
"Heart-picking, I'm more professional than you." Qin Fen smiled and crushed the heart in his hand, crushing the hope of the Demon Butcher. His cold voice reached the Demon Butcher's ears: "When I escaped here, You killed more than 60 policemen and 17 professional special forces soldiers. In my eyes, you are as fragile as a child."
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