"I, I said, don't get excited yet."
There was chaos for a period of time in the corner of the dark underground area, accompanied by the figures of several players who were constantly dodging back and forth. They tried their best to move back and forth in the narrow maintenance room.
, finally saved their respective bodies from the metal throwing objects flying in the sky: "Don't we all know each other? Why did you suddenly go crazy?"
"What do you know? What do you know! You damn adventurers!"
"...I asked, has he ever hated you so much before?"
He ducked down again to avoid the flying long rotating knife from his head. Duan Qing, who was holding the sewer pipe on the side, then asked helplessly to Feng Chui Mai Lang, who was also hiding in the corner: "
Or have you ever offended him?"
"How is it possible? I'm a businessman!" Feng Chui Mai Lang hid behind the iron cabinet in the corner of the room with a timid expression: "How could I do such a thing to smear my reputation? The time I spent dealing with him was already
not a lot!"
"Aren't you old friends with him? The problem should be yourselves!"
He shouted forward, while looking at the motionless Anyu Ninglan standing in front of Duan Qing with helpless and surprised eyes. The latter's smiling expression did not change in any way because of the madness of the hunchbacked old man in front of him.
, but the hands that were folded together flashed rapidly from time to time. Some of the countless weapon blades and metal debris flying towards her would sometimes make a crisp sound under the maid's hands, and then when she was extremely fast,
With a sudden movement, she flew to other corners of the room. She, who had been responsible for protecting Duan Qing, kept blocking the end of the room. Finally, she spread her hands while the crazy old man was panting: "Look.
Come calm down, old gentleman."
"Hoo, ho, ho, ho... I'm just... I'm just tired... tired... that's all..." The skinny and old hands were stretched out in front of the counter. The hunchbacked old man was panting and staring at the secret language Ninglan.
Face: "Don't think... I will be easy to bully when I get old. I, an old hunchback... also... have a temper..."
"Even if you really want to kill us, it's not too late for us to be sensible." Duan Qing, who was hiding behind, then cautiously asked: "What's more, you still had something to say that you didn't explain clearly before, right? So-called
Who is the candidate?"
"It's a player! It's a sacrifice! It's a tool for making money! It's my life-saving straw!" As if he had recovered from the previous consumption, the hunchbacked old man who called himself Old Iron Hunchback opened his bloodshot eyes again:
"Do you know how much trouble you have caused me? How dare you come back and show your face?"
"You ungrateful fellows!"
After another period of chaotic fighting, the three finally approached the old man when he was exhausted again. The suppression of force and the exhaustion of words later helped them temporarily control the madness in front of them.
At the same time, he finally figured out a little bit of the tragic facts that happened to this old man: "So... you are bankrupt?"
"I'm not bankrupt yet! Not yet!" The old man's movements of struggling back and forth under the hands of Feng Chui Mai Lang and Code Whisper Ning Lan were as tough as his tone at this time: "I still have one last loan! As long as I can win it back."
"Any businessman who is a little wiser should understand the unreliability of this method." Feng Chui Mai Lang on the other side sighed and shook his head: "Gamble may be the best way for businessmen to turn the tables, but
A desperate gamble is not."
"Why did the old iron hunchback who has always been extremely shrewd suddenly pluck out all the chicken feathers on his body?" Duan Qing also sighed: "Where are your assets?"
"No need to ask? No need to ask!" The restrained old iron camel howled like a slaughtered pig: "Of course I was tricked by you! By you!"
"By your fool's adventure group!"
He waved his arms, and the harsh and muffled sound of slapping on the counter became louder and louder. Duan Qing, who was looking at the other party's crazy look, also dropped his gaze and looked at each other with Enyu Ninglan on the side.
Together: "Well, the Fool's Adventure Group has indeed become the target of public criticism... Why did they deceive you?"
"I believed in you from the beginning to the end, and in the end I spent so much money to support you!" The old hunchback's voice sounded like a pig butchering back and forth in the narrow room: "What's the result? In the end, you left everyone and ran away.
Really? How dare you do such a good thing!"
"It's useless for you to keep getting angry at us. How do I know how they escaped?" Duan Qing curled his lips helplessly: "But... is this how you used up all your money?"
"I raised the last chips, hoping to win back all the money in the next 'Grandiette'." It seemed that part of the anger was finally vented with the roar during this period, the old man's
The breathing became obviously heavier: "I didn't expect that all those bastards actually escaped yesterday! Escaped!"
"What is 'Grandiette'?" Duan Qing stared at the other party for a while, and then whispered to Ninglan who was speaking aside: "Is it synonymous with an underground casino?"
"No, he is referring to the underground boxing match, sir." Ningyu Ninglan calmly shook her head: "It is also the so-called black market boxing."
"Are you involved in black market boxing?" Feng Chui Mai Lang on the side also widened his eyes: "There are so many opponents who are too cruel to look directly at, are you sure you can win the championship?"
"With my old hunchback's vision, and the support of the few pieces of property I have at the bottom of the box, we will definitely get the final bounty!" Beating everything around him hard, the hunchbacked old man shouted and replied:
"As long as I get that money, I will be able to turn over completely. I will turn over completely!"
"But now there are no thugs, right?" Duan Qing's eyes stayed on the two players next to him for a moment: "This is just like... a mission sent to your door."
"That's right! If you want to get anything from me, you have to work for me first!" The hunchbacked old man who was pressed on the table shouted at the top of his lungs: "If you don't win my money back, I will die.
Look!"
"Be responsible for me, you bastards of the Fool's Adventure Group!"
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Duan Qing seems to have been to the black market boxing match in Tania's underground world once. That place full of blood and chaos can often leave a very deep impression on everyone who has been there, but its location is not.
It is not as easy to find as its reputation suggests. Still relying on the path-finding skills of the wind-blown wheat waves, several people later found the location of the legendary dark depths. However, the first difficulty they encountered
, the black market boxing match guard still came from the door: "Please show your ticket."
"Tickets? Do you need such a thing to enter a boxing match?" Duan Qing looked at the other two people next to him in confusion: "Have you heard of it?"
"Even in the underground world, it is difficult to recognize a place like a black market boxing match." Ningyu Ninglan explained with a smile: "In order to protect this place, the boss here strictly enforces the identity of every guest who enters here.
It’s been screened.”
"Yes, that's right!" As if he remembered something, Duan Qing hurriedly turned back and said to the guard in front of him: "We are not guests who come to watch the game, we are contestants participating in the game! We are representatives."
"Please show your admission ticket."
"Ah? Hey, are you listening to us? You"
"Don't get angry in a hurry, because contestants also need tickets to enter."
He stretched out his hand to stop Duan Qing from moving forward, and Feng Chuo Mailang on the side explained with an indescribable look on his face: "If you want to represent the old iron camel in the competition, you should get two pieces from that old iron camel's hand.
You just have to get a ticket. As for whether you are a player or a spectator, that is a matter after you enter the venue."
"But Lao Tietuo didn't provide us with admission tickets." A look of realization flashed in his eyes, Duan Qing pinched his chin and shook his head: "It should have been taken away by the previous 'contestants'...
…whispering sound."
"Did someone specifically set up a trap to add insult to injury at this time?" He looked at the other two people around him, seeming to be considering the meaning of the series of situations in front of him: "Who would hate this old guy so much?"
"No matter who it is, we have to find a way to get through this hurdle before us." Fengchui Mailang sighed and replied: "Currently, the admission ticket on the black market sells for 50,000 gold coins, and there is still a price but no market.
In such a state, it is extremely difficult to collect a ticket at this time."
"Five, fifty thousand gold coins each?" Duan Qing's eyes widened: "Are you sure this isn't the organizer's own scalper's trick? We can't afford so much money anyway."
"Because he is indeed worth the price." Fengchui Mailang replied with a smile: "If they can witness this extremely exciting game, fifty thousand gold coins will be nothing to those nobles, but to the players... they
If you can even sacrifice your life for the final bonus, what does this little money mean?"
"Well, then we have to raise money first?" Duan Qing replied with a look of embarrassment: "This is a full 100,000 gold coins. Even if we sell everything, we won't be able to make so much money."
"Leave it to Ninglan."
A sweet voice then sounded behind the two people, accompanied by the exquisite back figure of Ninglan who gradually stepped forward: "Brother guard, Ninglan and the other two gentlemen want to go in and take a look.
I wonder if you can"
"Please show your admission ticket."
As if he was indifferent to the smile on the face of the maid player in front of him, the burly guard with scars on his face repeated with his hands behind his back, while Ningyu Ninglan, who was deliberately ignored by the opponent, didn't seem to care about it and turned around.
And he took out a small badge from his arms: "This is Ninglan's underground boxing certificate, please take a look at it, brother guard."
"Xuanqing badge?" The guard's unchanging expression suddenly became shocked: "How is it possible? How could you have this? Aren't all the previous masters of the boxing ring?"
As if mentioning something that shouldn't be mentioned, the scarred guard then closed his mouth tightly, noticing the flashing code in the other person's eyes. Ninglan then revealed a more subtle expression.
He smiled and kept looking up and down the other person's body: "It seems that this badge has not been forgotten here."
"Then can you let us in?"
"No, no, that..."
His tone completely lost its initial firmness. The scars on the guard guarding the door's face gradually became distorted with his tangled expression, and the slightest chill seemed to follow his interaction with the maid in front of him.
The sight began to appear on his neck, and finally turned into waves of unconcealable trembling: "Well... I need to ask our boss for instructions..."
"Brother, just go and report it."
Smiling and tilting her head, Enyu Ninglan gestured towards the other party, and then when the other party walked toward the passage behind as if running away, she turned back and nodded in the direction of Duan Qing and Feng Chui Lang: "Okay.
Although they are not completely sure, they should be able to let Ninglan go in with her husband."
"The badge on your hand...is the proof of victory in the underground black market boxing match, right?" Before Duan Qing could ask his question, Feng Chui Mai Lang on the side asked with a solemn expression: "Because of the unexpected incident.
, this kind of black and blue badges have been canceled a long time ago. They can only be owned by players who have participated in this kind of competition in the early days, and they must be the ones who won the final championship..."
"He was simply the king of the arena in the old version." He shook his head, as if he was sighing in this way: "At that time, there were not even many full-level players, let alone in such a game.
Under such circumstances, you can defeat the vicious enemies in the black market boxing match, and you"
"It's just a coincidence." Ninglanjiao smiled and waved her hand: "And Ninglan's luck is relatively good. In the end, she was able to obtain such a badge and at the same time obtain the qualification to freely enter and exit these underground boxing rings.
…”
"Our Ninglan is amazing." So Duan Qing could only gradually close his mouth that was open in surprise: "But you should be the only one with this qualification, right? Will they let us in together?"
"Just say that the two of them are companions who came to participate in the competition with Ninglan." Ningyu Ninglan replied with a smile: "There is an option in the boxing ring to form a team to fight, as long as it can increase the number of battles
The level of excitement is high, and the boss will not be stingy about loosening more conditions to arouse the audience's interest."
"We can claim that we are a team representing Lao Ti Tuo in the competition together, so they won't refuse."
As if in response to what the maid player said, the guard with scars on his face left and returned from the dark passage in front of him the next moment. After regaining his composure, he looked up and down.
The figures of several players in front of them finally nodded slowly: "I have obtained the boss's consent."
"You guys go in."
This chapter has been completed!