The next day, Fang Ping and Zhao Xuemei were waiting at the school gate early in the morning.
Lu Fengrou didn't come out on foot, but drove there.
Red sports car!
Fang Ping hadn't gone out much in the past two months and had almost forgotten about the car. Seeing Lu Fengrou driving now, he couldn't help but feel a sense of disobedience.
"What are you looking at? Get in the car!"
Lu Fengrou was very fashionable and wore sunglasses. When Fang Ping and the other two got into the car, Lu Fengrou didn't say much. The car drove very fast and left the school very quickly.
…
The car drove all the way to the suburbs of Shanghai.
Finally, the car stopped in front of a compound.
"get off!"
Fang Ping quickly got out of the car and looked around. The area nearby was very desolate, which was very different from the Magic City area. He could also see farmland nearby.
The compound where the car is parked is not a high-rise building, but the yard is quite small.
At the entrance of the courtyard, two strong men stood.
Seeing Lu Fengrou, the two of them didn't say anything. They looked at a few people and then stopped looking at them.
Lu Fengrou didn't care about them and didn't show any identification.
He took Fang Ping and the two of them into the courtyard.
When they reached the depths of the compound, Lu Fengrou stopped in front of a guarded door.
"Is there a life and death battle today?"
The person guarding the door was also a strong man. When he heard the question, he looked at the childish faces of Fang Ping and Zhao Xuemei and grinned: "Yes, the tickets are 10,000 per person!"
Lu Fengrou didn't pay for it and threw an ordinary Qi and Blood Pill over.
The other party glanced at it, nodded slightly and said, "Go in!"
…
After entering the door, Fang Ping discovered that there was a different world inside.
After the door, there were several more doors. Lu Fengrou walked forward without squinting.
Gradually, Fang Ping heard the noise and the roar of people.
Fang Ping realized something at this moment and whispered: "Teacher, is this an underground black boxing?"
"That's right. It's just semi-public. It's not black and white. Warriors are not free from disputes. The government doesn't encourage fighting to the death in public.
As a result, these places came into being.
Those who have grudges, those who want to make money, those who want to experience, and those who want to see blood, all come here.
There are only a small number of students from Wuhan University, and they are all treasures. You cannot arrange for people to be beaten to death every day!
Here, there is no such concern.
Many of the warriors here are not good people, and it would not be a shame to kill them."
Having said that, the shouts from the front were getting louder and louder.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Trash, get up quickly, fuck him, headshot!"
"..."
Fang Ping frowned slightly, and Zhao Xuemei also turned a little pale.
Lu Fengrou said calmly: "I won't let you go on stage. Go in first and see the blood. Just get used to it. Watch more life and death battles to gain knowledge."
At the critical moment, your legs and feet will become weak when you see a dead person."
Lu Fengrou brought them out this time just to show them blood.
That time at school was really nothing.
It was too fast, and Fang Ping might not even be used to this kind of thing.
Neither of them said a word, and followed Lu Fengrou into the last door.
As soon as he entered the door, Fang Ping felt the fanatical atmosphere.
Like some boxing venues, there are stands around it and a ring in the middle.
At this moment, there were many spectators inside, including men, women, old and young, and the noise was very loud.
On the ring, two men were fighting.
It was said that the fight was inappropriate, and one of them had already been knocked to the ground.
Just when Fang Ping and the others came in, the man who was still standing suddenly kicked his leg towards the head of the man who fell to the ground!
Immediately afterwards, a close-up was shown on the surrounding big screens!
"vomit……"
Zhao Xuemei took one look and couldn't help but want to vomit.
Lu Fengrou hummed: "Hold it! This is a life-and-death contest, and only the dead are normal!
There are also winners and losers, and exhibition matches, but those have nothing to do with you!
Your mission today is to watch the game here, and your heart will calm down when you see it, and you will remain calm no matter how bloody it is. Only then will you achieve your goal!
Don't let your legs and feet get weak, even ordinary people can bear it, there's no reason why you can't bear it!
Also, don’t be affected by the atmosphere..."
The surrounding audience was very crazy. Some people shouted with red eyes, causing the surrounding crowd to roar crazily.
Lu Fengrou was not affected at all. Seeing Zhao Xuemei lowering her head, she suddenly frowned and said, "Look! Can't you even bear this?"
"If you can't bear it, then go out now, go back to school, and don't bring up the matter of your passing!"
"Teacher, I..."
"Go out, or open your eyes and look carefully!"
Zhao Xuemei's face turned pale, but she did not move. She endured nausea and trembling, and raised her head to look at the ring.
Fang Ping on the side was much better. This was not the first time he had seen this situation.
Back in Ruiyang, the cult warrior was beaten to death on the spot and was even splashed all over him.
He really vomited at that time.
Last time, he personally killed two people. At that time, his legs and feet were extremely weak, but later there was no big obstacle.
Now, although it was a bit disgusting and bloody, Fang Ping could still bear it.
Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Fengrou suddenly said: "Zhao Xuemei is watching here, Fang Ping, follow me!"
Fang Ping hurriedly followed, and Lu Fengrou led him backstage.
Fang Ping was a little worried. He was not going to let me come on stage, right?
He was not too happy to accept being beaten to death for no reason.
…
A minute later, the two arrived backstage.
There should be surveillance here, and soon, a middle-aged man with an extremely strong momentum walked over.
As soon as he saw Lu Fengrou, the strong man smiled and said: "What kind of wind has brought Lu...invincible mentor here? It's a great honor."
"Cut the nonsense!"
Lu Fengrou was not polite, pointed at Fang Ping and said: "He, make arrangements to collect the body and see the body."
"ah?"
Fang Ping was stunned for a moment, but the strong man was not surprised and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Zhao!"
Following the strong man's shout, a young man trotted over and said respectfully: "Boss."
"Take this little brother to see the morgue. If someone dies later, let him come on stage to collect the body. By the way, just leave him alone in the morgue..."
Fang Ping's expression changed and he couldn't help but glance at Lu Fengrou.
Lu Fengrou ignored him, found a place to sit down, and said lazily: "Look at it with wide eyes, it's just a corpse, are you still scared?
By the way, are there any horror movies?
Find the scariest movie to show in the morgue, close the door and don’t let him run around..."
"tutor……"
"Practice your courage!"
"I……"
"Stop talking nonsense, are you going? If you don't go, I will throw you into the ring now. If you get beaten to death, don't blame me!"
Fang Ping grimaced and had no choice but to follow Xiao Zhao back.
As the two of them walked, Fang Ping laughed dryly and said: "Brother, my mentor is just kidding, there is no need to show horror movies."
Xiao Zhao quickly shook his head and said: "This is not okay. Since I mentioned the most terrifying thing, I must let it go. Little brother, don't be afraid. In fact, everyone is dead, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
It's just a horror movie, nothing more..."
Fang Ping was speechless. It was nothing, but he said it lightly.
Fortunately, it was not night and there were many people around, so he was not too worried.
But the further you go, the fewer people there are, the darker the place becomes, and the lights are much dimmer.
Fang Ping felt a little uncomfortable, was this intentional?
After walking for several minutes, the shouts in front could no longer be heard, and Xiao Zhao and Fang Ping stopped in front of a room.
Outside the door, there are two people guarding it at the moment.
Seeing Xiao Zhao, the two of them quickly greeted: "Brother Zhao."
"Well, it's not being processed inside right now?"
"Nothing."
"That's good, let this little brother go in, turn on the TV inside, play "Ghost Lock", and dim the lights a little.
As per the old rules, you two can leave as soon as you are done."
Xiao Zhao arranged it very naturally. Obviously, this was not the first time he had done this.
The two people guarding the door looked at Fang Ping and laughed, but they didn't hesitate and hurried in to make arrangements.
Soon, the two of them went out and said with a smile: "It's done."
"Little brother, go in."
Xiao Zhao looked at Fang Ping with a smile on his face.
Fang Ping was a little confused, gritted his teeth, and walked in.
As soon as he entered, before he could see the situation clearly, the door was closed.
"Little brother, let's leave first. If someone dies later, we'll call you again. It'll be okay. We've been here for many years and we haven't seen a corpse that's really fake..."
Before he finished speaking, the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.
Fang Ping was unable to complain, but Lu Fengrou really thought that she would let him come to such a ghost place!
At this moment, Fang Ping was able to take stock of the layout of the room.
The room is not big, only about 50 square meters.
There are a total of 6 beds side by side. At this moment, there are people on three beds... dead people!
When Fang Ping came in just now, the man who was beaten to death was also there, and he was right next to Fang Ping!
Apart from the bed, there is nothing else in the room, only a hanging TV, which is playing at the moment.
The three corpses all looked hideous, were not covered, and the smell of blood was a bit strong.
Fang Ping glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the eyes of the three of them were open. He didn't know if it was like that originally or if it was the two guys who just did it!
"Damn, is it necessary?"
Fang Ping cursed secretly. At this moment, there was only a small light bulb flickering weakly in the room, and the TV screen was dimly lit.
But let it be said, Fang Ping felt a little bit hairy.
Beating someone to death and guarding their corpse are still different.
A murderer is not afraid when he kills, but if he squats in front of a corpse for a night, he may be frightened out of his wits.
"I didn't kill you, I just came here to take a look..."
Fang Ping muttered to himself, giving himself a little more courage.
At this moment, a faint voice came from the TV, and Fang Ping cursed again: "Who are you scaring? Who is afraid of this thing...fuck!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody ghost face suddenly appeared on the TV.
Fang Ping was startled, took a breath, and said to himself: "Really, mentor, there is no need to be like this, right?"
…
Outside the room, there is another room dozens of meters away.
Xiao Zhao and the other three were smoking and chatting. One of the two strong men guarding the door said with a smile: "At first glance, he looks like a young kid from Wuhan University. How long do you think he can last?"
"Half an hour?"
"I'm exhausted after watching it for ten minutes."
"Would you like to take a gamble? There were students from Wuhan University who came to practice their courage in front of me, and some of them were so scared that they peed.
To be honest, I don’t understand why the government supports these guys from Wuhan University so much!
One by one, if they are really thrown into the ring, they are guaranteed to die quickly."
Xiao Zhao shook his head slightly and said: "Don't underestimate this group of geniuses. It's not like no one has been in the ring and survived the first three games. These people have made rapid progress.
Once you have developed your courage and gained experience, each of these brats will be more ruthless than the last!
Their blood is high and their skills are so powerful, those social warriors are really not as good as them."
"That's true. It's a pity that we can't get into Wuhan University."
The strong man sighed, then smiled and said: "These are things for the future. The kid who just debuted is not that powerful. Let's talk about this one. Looking at him, he is probably still a freshman. You guessed it?
Won't you run out in fear?"
"have no idea."
"I added some ingredients to him, he will definitely be scared to death later!"
Xiao Zhao frowned slightly and said, "What did you do?"
"It's nothing, I just made a little gadget. Later those corpses suddenly bounced up. Do you think he won't be frightened and cry?"
"Nonsense!"
…
These people were talking, and Fang Ping gradually calmed down.
"They are just dead people, not killed by me."
"Besides, my strength has improved rapidly, and these guys, even if they are really alive, are destined to be killed by me!"
Fang Ping muttered, not as scared as he was at first.
Glancing at the corpse next to him from the corner of his eye, Fang Ping was still in the mood to look at it and murmured: "The tempered upper limb bones, the right hand is thick and the bones are strong, the tempering should be completed.
It seems that the tempering of the left hand has not been completed. The tempered bone is between 35 and 45 pieces, and should not exceed 50 pieces."
"This one is the same. The bones of the upper limbs are also tempered."
"This is the lower limb bone."
"The bones are exposed. The opponent is not weak. He actually broke his tempered bones."
"He should have been beaten to death with a fist. The vital point was in the throat. One punch shattered the throat bone..."
Fang Ping began to analyze and found that this kind of course teaching was also offered at Wuhan University.
Mainly analysis of critical points and deduction of tactics.
After watching for a while, Fang Ping frowned slightly and said, "What's going on with this guy? His vitals weren't injured, how did he die?"
After hesitating for a moment, Fang Ping groped for a moment on the second corpse that was still intact, and suppressed his nausea and said, "The sternum was broken. It may be that the internal organs were pierced by the sternum, causing him to bleed to death.
A first-level warrior has a lot of vitals, but when he reaches the third level, after completing the tempering of the trunk bones, the vitals are much less.
A punch to the sternum won't cause any serious damage. If you're lucky, it won't hurt your internal organs and you can fight back quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ping's eyes suddenly jumped and he hurriedly backed away!
Several corpses suddenly ejected, Fang Ping's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then without thinking, he suddenly raised his legs and swept over them!
"Crack!"
The body that was swept away was kicked away. Fang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Childish!"
He was startled just now, but now he was not powerless to fight back, so he subconsciously swept over.
When he saw the body falling to the ground, he knew that someone had played a prank.
"No wonder, I didn't kick you on purpose."
Fang Ping apologized, lifted the other person up, and placed him on the bed.
"Hey, warrior, how pitiful you are."
Fang Ping sighed, he didn't know whether these people were good people or bad people, but now even if they died, they would still be used again and again.
Thinking about it, it's quite sad.
In the eyes of ordinary people, martial artists are not very good, but when you enter the martial arts circle, you will find that without strength, your life is worse than that of ordinary people.
"If I don't want to see this day, don't want to be abandoned in the wilderness, and don't want to die in a cave, then I have to improve my strength as soon as possible.
Blind avoidance is not enough. Once something happens in the cave, no one can escape.
Wait a little longer. When the bone tempering of my lower limbs is completed, I will take on some tasks and won’t wait any longer.”
Fang Ping was talking to himself. At this moment, he was no longer emboldening himself, but thinking about the future.
Lu Fengrou's thoughts on practicing courage may not be useful to Fang Ping.
But Fang Ping felt a little sad when he saw that these warriors died miserably, and even their corpses were used for courage training.