While chatting, the two casually grabbed two drinks with straws and walked forward, passing through the noisy crowd and arriving in front of a glass house with the registration office marked on it.
There was a woman wearing a vampire costume sitting inside, smoking a cigar, without a mask, but her face was painted in such a way that it was impossible to tell her true identity.
Pushing Ding Fan in, Wu Yahuan took out a bundle of money from his bag and threw it on the table, "Sign up!"
"Is that him?" The woman pointed at Ding Fan.
"right!"
"Can such a small body be able to bear it?" The woman's black and white eyes were full of doubts.
"No problem, there are muscles in key parts, it's amazing!" Wu Yahuan said with a smile.
"No one will help you out, you can only hold on to the wall!" the woman reminded.
"This eldest sister, you look down on people so much. My nickname is the Invincible Little Whirlwind, the Destroyer Flower Hero." Ding Fan couldn't help but said angrily after being despised again and again.
"Haha, little Tornado, I'll give you a better number." The woman smiled and took out a number plate and put it directly on Ding Fan's wrist. It was really good, number 9.
After leaving the registration office, Ding Fan couldn't help but asked nervously: "Sister Huan, you won't really let me lose my virginity, will you?"
"Isn't this what you want?" Wu Yahuan asked.
"What I mean is, we can't spend money, the other party has to take the money. After all, this is my first time." Ding Fan said.
"It does look like it's your first time. If you behave well, the other party will give you half a million."
Although Wu Yahuan couldn't see her face, she could tell from her voice that she was smiling evilly. Ding Fan began to regret it. It was just a joke, but she actually took it seriously.
"Will it make me look casual?" Ding Fan said depressedly.
"Sweat your passion as much as you can. No one knows who you are except me. You're afraid of your size!" Wu Yahuan scorned and shouted again, "Fifty thousand, come on, Saonian!"
As he spoke, Wu Yahuan twisted her waist and began to dance to the music. Ding Fan was stunned for a moment, and followed the dance steps, blending into the enthusiastic crowd.
The people here are very friendly. During this period, Princess Iron Fan and several female ghosts waved their hands to say hello to Ding Fan, and even took the initiative to come over and twist their grass skirts and black roses around them.
As Wu Yahuan danced, he led Ding Fan through the crowd and came to a door. He smiled and said, "It's right here, it's absolutely enjoyable."
"Sister, I'm joking. Actually, I'm not that casual. It's my true nature to be as safe as a jade." Ding Fan took a step back.
"Like a girl, I'll be tired for a while, and with five hundred thousand, I can't miss this opportunity."
Wu Yahuan was very impatient, pulled Ding Fan hard, pushed the door open and walked in.
Seeing everything in the room, Ding Fan was dumbfounded and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask and was not seen.
be cheated!
Except for Wu Yahuan, there were no women here at all. A group of men with big muscles and round waists were surrounding the stage in the center, roaring like beasts.
On the stage, two people were fighting fiercely without any protection. The fists hit the skin, making a bang bang bang sound, which was frightening.
"Hit the black boxing!" Ding Fan said in horror.
"Are you scared?" Wu Yahuan said amusedly.
"Yes! I'm afraid!"
"It's late. The rule here is that you must participate if you sign up, otherwise you will have to break two ribs before you can leave." Wu Yahuan said.
"Then just interrupt it. It's better than interrupting ten of them!" Ding Fan gritted his teeth.
"We still have to pay liquidated damages, one hundred thousand!"
What a cheat! Ding Fan sighed, "Oh, I really shouldn't fool around with you."
"Ding Fan, I believe in your strength. If you defeat one person, you can get 100,000 yuan. If you lose a game, you can deduct 100,000 yuan. If you defeat three people in a row, you can get 500,000 yuan at your fingertips. Normally, after defeating three people, you can no longer fight. Physical strength
Not enough." Wu Yahuan said seriously.
"Easy to say, have you ever fought?" Ding Fan asked weakly.
"No women are allowed to participate, otherwise I will come here every day to get money." Wu Yahuan clenched his fists and groaned.
ah!
A long scream came, and a person on the stage was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground. Red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't get up for a long time.
The big black man wearing a bull-head mask on the stage raised his hands above his head, waving his fists, proudly posing as a winner!
At this time, a voice came from the loudspeaker, "Is No. 9 coming?"
"Here we come!" Wu Yahuan raised his hand high.
"Stop nagging, come on stage!"
"Ding Fan, no one knows about you. After the fight, let's retreat immediately, like a man, okay? I will give you a special reward after returning home." Wu Yahuan whispered softly.
That’s not bad!
The reward must be obtained. Ding Fan took a deep breath, passed through the crowd, and climbed awkwardly onto the stage from one side.
There was a burst of laughter on the field. He came to participate in the competition with such skills. He was obviously itchy and deliberately came to torture him. After a few times, he would definitely end up with teeth all over the floor.
"You're too weak, I won't fight you." The big black man glanced at him, quite generous.
"Thank you for showing mercy." Ding Fan clasped his fists.
"Select randomly to fight, no rules shall be violated." An impatient warning sounded from the loudspeaker.
The big black man shrugged and spread his hands, expressing his helplessness. He then waved his bloody fist and quickly attacked Ding Fan.
Oh my God!
Ding Fan exclaimed, immediately holding his head and falling to the ground. The big black man simply kicked out, preparing to kick Ding Fan directly down and end this boring fight.
However, the kick was missed, and Ding Fan had already rolled to the side, climbed up with difficulty, and grabbed the elastic rope on the edge with both hands in panic.
The big black guy didn't even look back, he kicked Ding Fan directly in the back.
Ding Fan tried his best to dodge, and he was already outside the ring, and the elastic rope was stretched far away.
There was another burst of laughter on the field. Seeing this scene, the big black man seemed helpless. He walked over with his arms crossed, tilted his head, and looked at Ding Fan with interest on the elastic rope, his hands and feet fluttering around.
The elastic cord seemed to be stretched to the limit and suddenly rebounded violently. Ding Fan let out a cry of surprise and was ejected on his back.
Bang!
Ding Fan's head hit the big black guy's chest. The big black guy kept backing up and suddenly stepped on the air and fell to the bottom of the ring.
Ding Fan climbed up on the ground in embarrassment, scratching his head and looking around, as if he didn't know where he was.
There was silence on the field for five seconds, and then whistles sounded one after another. The big black man stood on the ground in a daze, not understanding why he fell off the stage.
"I don't accept it!" the big black man roared.
"I'm willing to admit defeat. This time, No. 9 wins." The referee's voice came from the loudspeaker, and it sounded like he was laughing.
"Did I win? I won! Thank you to this big brother for showing mercy." Ding Fan quickly bowed to the big black man.
"My day..."
The big black man tilted his head and pointed his index finger at Ding Fan, but here, no one could break the rules. They could only retreat behind the crowd with a sad face, still muttering, "Damn, it's evil, it's too evil."
Why did you lose when you weren’t even injured?
"No. 6 comes on stage to face off against No. 9." A voice came from the loudspeaker.