The sky is dark and the twilight is dark and yellow.

In the Oriental Entertainment City, Qin Muran stood in front of the window, with bright eyes and looking out the window.

At this moment, Shangguan Leique sat on the sofa and looked at Qin Muran. On the table in front of him, there was a latest information about the Underground World Arena of Granse Castle City.

"Brother Qin, we have investigated it clearly."

"The Underground World Arena of Granse Castle City is an underground arena established by the Brown family. Although it is named the Arena, it is actually a place to use massacre as entertainment. Because the Brown family is powerful, no one dares to care..."

Shangguan Leique introduced in detail.

Qin Muran frowned, turned around and sat on the sofa, and simply looked through the information.

"I didn't expect that the Brown family would even open such places for money. It seems that the Brown family is not a good thing."

Qin Muran said calmly.

"President Qin, the Brown family's reputation in the West is already very bad. Every penny in their family is covered with dirty blood, but no one dares to care about it."

Li Boyan, who was standing aside, said.

"I don't bother with what the Browns do, but since I dare to touch my people, I have to teach them some truth."

Qin Muran said, with a few murderous intent already appearing in his eyes.

In Qin Muran's opinion, this is the West. As long as the Brown family did not provoke them, they had no obligation to deal with anything illegal, nor did they want to deal with it. However, the Brown family and the Wright family were united in the Wyte family to trap their sister-in-law in the arena. This practice was like provoking the entire Palace of Pluto.

As the King of the Palace of the King, he must take action in public and private matters.

At eight o'clock in the evening.

A secluded street in Gransey Castle City, with dim street lights on both sides, and the entire street was quiet.

At this moment, a black Mercedes-Benz slowly drove in and pulled over. Accompanied by Shangguan Leique and Li Bo, Qin Muran got out of the car and walked towards the depths of the street.

"President Qin, Brown's Arena is right in front of it. It's very hidden here and most people can't find it."

Bo Li said.

Qin Muran remained silent and did not say much.

The three of them walked deep into the street and saw an open iron door next to the street, and two black shadows stood outside the door.

Even in the West, a arena that uses massacre as entertainment is not allowed, so the Brown family chose such a remote place.

"President Qin, this is Brown's Arena."

Li Boyan said.

Qin Muran looked around and found that it was dilapidated and there was no sign of a arena, as if it was a slum.

"Haha... The Browns really know how to find a place!"

Qin Muran smiled.

"After all, it's not a business that's pretty simple. Choosing here can really save a lot of trouble."

Shangguan Leique replied.

The three of them walked towards the iron gate, and two black shadows instantly blocked the way.

"Three, do you have a membership card?"

One of the black shadows asked.

Qin Muran took advantage of the dim light and glanced at the two black shadows, wearing black robe, like a demon under the night.

“This is our first time here and we don’t have a membership card.”

Uncle Li replied.

"That's really sorry. We have a membership system here, which is only open to members. You three can apply for membership first, and each membership fee is 10 million..."

A man said coldly.

Qin Muran raised his lips and showed a smile.

He was just two watchdogs, he was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Under the night, two blue arcs flashed, and the two black shadows didn't even have time to scream, and instantly fell to the ground and turned into two burnt corpses.

There is a lot of space in Brown's Arena, and it's the size of an indoor basketball court.

At this moment, nearly hundreds of people were watching in the underground arena.

They are both rich and noble Western celebrities, and on the ring in the center of the arena, two shirtless men, wearing heavy chains, are fighting fiercely.

Blood is seen when you are fistful, and your blood is boiling.

The audience around us made waves of excitement screams.

At this time, Qin Muran walked in, walked straight towards the first row, and casually found a position with a good view to sit down.

At this moment, the two big men on the stage were like evil beasts, launching fatal attacks on the other side, all with murderous intent.

For them, only by killing their opponents can they survive today.

This is the rules of the arena!

One big man rushed up with his fist, and the other big man hurriedly blocked, took a few steps back, and his body trembled slightly.

It is not difficult to see that he can't hold on, but in order to survive, he must fight until the last moment.

He persisted with his life just to bring some entertainment to the onlookers.

After just over a dozen rounds, the man had completely taken the advantage, and his opponent punched his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood with a thud of blood, and his huge body fell straight to the ground.

This is not over.

In the underground arena, victory is not about knocking down the opponent, but about killing the opponent. As long as the opponent has a breath, the fight must continue. This is also the cruelty and cold-blooded aspect of the underground arena.

At this moment, there were excitement screams in the audience around him.

"Kill him!"

"Break his head..."

Bo Li frowned, feeling a little unbearable to look at the cruel scene on the ring.

"These Western nobles are so fucking full that they actually use human life as entertainment projects..."

Bo Li said with disgust.

Shangguan Leique sat upright, and his expression did not change much when he heard Li Uncle Li's words.

"Only by killing the opponent can you survive. This elimination system means that such a scene will be staged here every day. Those Western nobles have long been accustomed to this scene..."

Shangguan Leique replied.

In the eyes of these Western nobles, a life is just a one-time entertainment tool to make oneself smile.

Qin Muran looked coldly. These Western nobles all dressed in a look of terrible clothes, but under their gorgeous appearance, they were dirty souls hidden, which was disgusting.

Accompanied by the shouts around, the fighter lying on the ground in the arena no longer had the power of resistance, and his eyes were filled with despair.

At this moment, his opponent slowly approached him, wrapped the iron chains that bound him tightly in his hand, and punched him fiercely with an iron fist.

A click!

The fighter lying on the ground had his head like a watermelon, and his head was broken by one foot and his brain was scattered. The scene made people feel nauseous.

With one side's victory, a burst of passionate boiling sounds sounded throughout the arena.

At this moment, a referee walked onto the ring.

"Everyone, the next two contestants who will participate in the gladiator will be the two fighters No. 8 and No. 9 tonight. Both fighters both have the title of the ever-winning warrior. Today, among them, a real fighter strongman will be selected..."

After the words came, two men who were tightly comfortable with iron chains, one left and one right, slowly came to the stage.
Chapter completed!