With Downton's current status, there was no need for Jackson to reserve a seat in advance. As soon as he walked to the stands, more than a hundred miners were vying to give up their seats to him.
Gotze squeezed into the crowd and saw Downton standing among the stars. Seeing those people fawning over him, his face showed a look of envy, and then he felt deep regret. If he had not chosen to escape at the gate of the mine,
, I must have become his good friend.
Dofink was sitting in the VIP seat, chatting with the three earls. When he saw the commotion caused by Downton's entry, he blinked in surprise.
After adjusting the frame of the mirror, Dofink shook his head and laughed. He realized that he still underestimated Downton. This young man had successfully established a foothold in the mines and even had a group of loyal fans.
The moment Doshaf, who was dressed in a luxurious robe, appeared in Downton, a gloomy look passed over his face. Dofink was really lucky. If this young man hadn't suddenly appeared and caused chaos in the mine, he would have driven away that damn old ghost.
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But when he thought of that plan, Doshav quickly laughed again. He didn't have to worry about anything anymore. In three days, everything will be over. All the guys who were against him will die, and the huge sums of money he had embezzled in the past will be gone.
You can also wash it clean without fear of being held accountable by Placido.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, with a salute roaring and brilliant fireworks exploding in the night sky, the Dark Fighting Tournament officially began.
In order to enhance the atmosphere, the fighting arena has not been renovated. It is still the traces left after mining. It is uneven and scattered with large and small stones.
Some dried blood stains are scattered in some corners, like solidified souls, silently wailing and telling the injustice of life.
The first pair of contestants walked through the tunnel, passed through the fence on the wall, and entered the fighting arena without saying a word. Noises and shouts arose everywhere.
The miners waved their arms to cheer for the supporting player, hoping that he would win the game and make a fortune in the gambling game.
Bang, the referee lit the salute, and with a loud bang, a ball of flames shot up into the sky, and then exploded, showing a huge umbrella shape.
This is the signal to start the game!
Both contestants wanted to fight quickly. After all, there were other games later. They didn't want to waste too much time in the first game, so they gave up testing their opponents and fought fiercely together.
Although it was dark night, there were crystal street lamps erected in the mine, and even magic wall lamps were installed on the walls. Therefore, the entire fighting arena was illuminated in detail, so there was no need to worry about missing any exciting scenes.
"Hit him, beat him hard!"
The green goblin jumped on the chair and waved his arms vigorously. In his hand was a gambling ticket, which was the tribute he had received through Downton's favor in the past few days.
Downton didn't like this kind of environment, it was so noisy. With all this time, he might as well read a book on botany. He thought those illustrated books were much better than fighting and killing.
Jackson and Arnold obviously didn't think so. These two people were full of violence. Although they didn't buy gambling tickets, they shouted loudly.
Hu Tao has a serious tendency towards violence, and she also has a soft spot for killing people, and she loves fighting. She is a completely violent lolita.
"Which one do you support?" Hutao asked Abagong.
"The one on the left, the tall one." As soon as the green goblin finished speaking, he received a slap on the head.
"Support the one on the right, or I'll break five of your ribs!" Hutao glared at Abagon, then looked at Jackson.
"I support the one on the right." Jackson raised his hands. He nodded and bowed unceremoniously, complimenting Hu Tao, "I think your choice is right."
When the surrounding miners heard Hu Tao's words, they instantly broke out in Niagara Falls sweat. This little loli is very pretty and cute, but why is she so violent?
"But I bought it..." Abagon was stunned. Just as he was about to argue, Jackson kicked him with one foot, hitting him on the side of the waist and knocking him off the chair.
"You actually dare to disobey Sir Walnut's order, you should be beaten!" Jackson frequently made trouble for Abagon. In addition to looking down on his identity as a goblin, he also had a strong sense of crisis. Downton was so kind, and he was deeply afraid of this.
Only the goblins climbed higher and took away its position.
"Master, I bought this for you!" Abagon was not stupid. He lay down on the ground, kissed Hutao's boots, then held the gambling ticket in both hands and presented it to her, and also told Jackson's black status, "
It also bought a tall one!"
"Well, very good." Hutao glanced at Downton and found that he didn't pay attention. He quickly grabbed the gambling ticket and coughed pretendingly, "Ahem, from now on, I support the tall guy."
"I, Di Polo, do you dare to show some moral integrity?" Jackson immediately stared at Abagon and swore. Then he knelt down neatly on one knee and took out a dozen gambling tickets from his pocket, holding them with both hands.
He delivered it to Hu Tao, "Please accept it, I bought this for you!"
"Hmph, I don't want other people's things!" Hutao believed that the green goblin was her slave pet, so anything it owned belonged to its owner.
As for other people's things, Hu Tao doesn't care about them.
Seeing Hutao turning his head and focusing on watching the game, Jackson took out a handful of gambling tickets from his pocket, shook it proudly towards Abagon, and then gave a fierce middle finger.
Abagon was dumbfounded. Jackson's unscrupulousness and no limits deeply suffocated him. Only now did he realize that a person, no, a ghoul, could be so shameless.
Not only the green-skinned goblins, but also the surrounding miners were dumbfounded. Downton's demon servant was so intelligent. I'm afraid even the demon servants recruited by the Judger's magicians were not so powerful.
As time goes by, the dark fighting competition gradually enters its climax, and the fighting becomes more and more brutal.
Although it is a killing contest with no rules, there are few deaths and most serious injuries. However, if the loser does not bring a satisfactory game to the audience, they will not hesitate to boo, raise their arms, and hold hands.
Fist, thumb stretched out, pointing down fiercely.
In various colosseums in the Western Continent, this gesture represents the anger of the audience and their desire to see the winner end the life of the opponent.
The nobles sat in the VIP seats, eating pastries, drinking fruit juice and red wine, and enjoying the visual stimulation brought by the duel.
No one grieves for the unlucky ones who were beaten to death. Even the ordinary miners are either regretting buying the wrong gambling ticket and thinking about coming back in the next game, or they are shouting to celebrate winning the prize and asking the supporting fighters to keep up their efforts.
"Look, I'm going back first, Arnold, take care of Hutao." After a game, Downton was not interested in watching anymore. He gave the barbarian instructions and prepared to go back to practice, but before he left the stands, an arrogant voice came out.
The sound filled my ears.
"Downton, get down!" The winner stepped on his opponent's head and roared at Downton.
The miners all turned their heads and looked at Downton. There were even whispers from the VIP seats. They did not expect such an unexpected event.
Downton frowned. He didn't know the guy on the field at all.
"Downton, are you going to run away?" The winner was a twenty-year-old young man. He was even more proud and arrogant because he crushed his opponent and won the game.
Downton originally just left the scene, but in the context of youth, some miners misunderstood. However, they had heard Downton's name and did not dare to boo. However, the miners on the supervisory side did not have such scruples, and they all boasted.
Whistling, shouting, taunting him.
"Go away, coward."
"You will end up dead."
"Kill him, kill the man without eggs."
The overseers shouted loudest, hoping to incite the ordinary miners, heat up the atmosphere, and force Downton to die.
"Who arranged it? How can he be a second-level soul?" Ram held a cigar in his mouth and looked at the fool in the field in astonishment.
Even though he hated Downton, Ram knew in his heart that the boy was very strong, and a guy like him was not worthy of carrying his shoes.
A group of overseers looked at each other, then shook their heads, "Sir, he is not one of ours."
"Damn it!" Ram cursed and figured out the reason.
It's not like there were similar things before. The young man obviously wanted to get into Ram's relationship, and defeating Downton was a generous gift for meeting him.
Normally, Ram would have wanted them to kill each other, but it was different now. Doshav was sitting across from him, watching in person.
What Ram needs is a crushing victory without any suspense. Only in this way can the owner be satisfied.
"If you don't dare to leave, just get out of here and don't be embarrassed here." The young man raised his chin, looked at Downton with disdain, and raised his middle finger.
The end! The end! The end!
The mine tyrants had long disliked Downton, and their voices joined together to force Downton to quit, hoping to see him make a fool of himself.
Downton ignored the young people in the field, glanced at Doshav, and then turned his attention to Ram.
"My lord, I can't bear it, I'll kill him!"
"Yes, let him taste your power."
The miners were filled with indignation, supported Downton and cheered him up.
Downton sighed inwardly, then straightened his back and walked towards the railing of the stands.
If they leave now, those miners will think that they are afraid, and most of the reputation they have accumulated in the past will be lost.
The people sitting across from him were all respectable nobles in the West. If Downton refused to fight, he would leave an image of a coward and a coward, and his reputation would be completely ruined. Even if Dofink admired him again, he would not reuse him.
"You want me to make a fool of myself? Then let's try it." Downton felt that this was Ram's trick. He wanted to discredit himself in public, even if he couldn't be killed, and give Dofink a blow at the same time.
Of course, it is probably also intended to shock ordinary miners and make them understand that anyone who opposes them will die.
Downton guessed most of the time, Ram had indeed arranged people to deal with him, but he was not the fool who overestimated his capabilities.
"It's so arrogant. A trash like you is worthy of challenging big brother?" Hutao was furious when she saw the young man's provocation. She rolled up her sleeves and was about to kill him. (To be continued...)