Lao Ba must admit that when the master said something about "Flower World", he had some expectations in his heart at the first moment.
But this guy quickly realized that this is Torimi City, and they are all monsters! The aesthetics of monsters are different from humans.
But he couldn't "reject" the master. The master was very stubborn and would not accept rejection. He deposited the pangolin armor with the broker, dragged the old man around, went all the way down, and soon got into a huge cave.
Underground plaza.
The monsters here are all kinds of strange. Although the square can be entered freely, almost every building entrance is guarded by tall and strong monsters wearing black suits. If you want to enter, you have to pass their inspection.
Song Zheng took him straight to the largest building in the center of the square. There were twelve guards here. However, when they saw Song Zheng, they all saluted together: "Your Excellency, you are here."
"Is my box ready?"
"In the underground world of Torimi City, no demon dares to occupy your box." The guards replied with great respect.
Song Zheng nodded and walked in with Lao Ba. The guards didn't even say a word about who Lao Ba was.
Lao Ba felt a little incredible: "Master, you are so proud here!"
Song Zheng said calmly: "As long as you listen to me, you will soon have the same great dignity here."
After entering, a fox demon girl came to greet her. Her waist was as light as a willow branch in March. She smiled and waved: "You are here, please follow me."
Lao Ba started to swallow his saliva, thinking wildly in his mind. If they were all this color, then the demon clan... I, Lao Ba, could do it too!
At this time, Song Zheng in front asked: "Feifei, whose place is it today?"
"Fei Fei?" When Lao Ba heard this name, he felt guilty for some reason.
Feifei, the fox demon girl in front, smiled and replied: "This is the venue for Your Majesty the Iron-Blooded One." As they spoke, they had already arrived at Song Zheng's box. Feifei opened the door and smiled: "Please come in. If you have any needs, we can call you soon."
I."
The moment the door of the box opened, a huge sound burst out from the box, like an explosion, which startled Lao Ba.
He followed Song Zheng into the box and saw that one wall of the box was completely transparent. About ten feet below, there was only a huge iron cage ring, with strong electric light flashing on the iron cage.
There were two powerful monsters fighting desperately among them, with blood splattering everywhere.
The stands below were full of people, shouting at the player they had bet on, asking him to be more aggressive, to win as soon as possible, and not to lose money.
Lao Ba and the others were surrounded by private rooms with one-way glass walls, and they did not know each other's identities.
When Lao Ba looked at the ring, he saw a monster transformed into an orangutan, which was gaining the upper hand. His fists were slammed down like war hammers, causing the opponent's entire chest to collapse, and he fell to the ground again.
Couldn't get up.
The gamblers who made the wrong bet cursed angrily and threw their betting tickets hard against the ring.
Those who won money cheered, and the huge space below was filled with excitement, blood and violence.
Lao Ba was a little confused: "Sir, this is what you call... the world of flowers?"
Song Zheng glared at him: "What do you think?"
"I..." he complained. Anyway, our definitions of the colorful world are different.
At this time, the referee below had already entered the ring and saw that the victorious demon was being led out. He was also injured and needed urgent treatment.
Then the host came on stage and said loudly: "Next, is the highlight of today. Let us invite the strong man in charge today: The Iron-Blooded Man——"
The surroundings suddenly burst into cheers, and a giant monster with a mountainous momentum walked out of the passage next to it. The passage was two feet high, and he had to lower his head, otherwise his head would hit the top.
The host said: "Still the old rules, place your bet before the challenger appears, the odds are the highest, you have three minutes!"
The Iron-Blooded Man had already entered the ring. He shook off his cloak. Lao Ba saw a majestic mane around his neck and was surprised: "This guy is a lion demon!"
Lion demons are rare, but their individual combat prowess is notoriously powerful.
The host said again below: "If you are confident, please come on stage and become a challenger. As long as you win, you will receive all the bounties accumulated by the Iron-Blooded Man!"
There was a sudden roar of cheers all around.
The host pointed to a huge illusory screen above everyone's heads: "Let's see how much bonus the Iron-Blooded One has accumulated!"
The numbers on the illusory screen began to flip rapidly, and finally stopped slowly. The host exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Oh my god, it has reached 36 million demon gold!"
The enthusiasm of the gamblers became even higher, and every one of them had red eyes.
They all rushed to the stalls to place their bets. At the same time, there were a large number of picture capture devices around the arena. All matches here would be broadcast live to the entire Jade Drum Planet. It was not that they did not want the entire clan to be broadcast live, but that the signals would be synchronized to other planets.
It's really expensive.
On the Internet, more monsters began to place bets.
In the box, Lao Ba shook his head repeatedly: "The demon clan is really cruel and inhumane!" Song Zheng sneered: "The demon clan learned these things from the human race."
He walked to the window, looked down and said: "I previously set a record of winning a hundred games in a row here. This record has not been broken yet - so in Torimi City, and even in the entire underground world of Jade Drum Star,
, I have a lot of face.”
Lao Ba suddenly remembered: "Master, you just said you would make me look good..."
Song Zheng did not answer him, but picked up a small microphone beside the glass window and said: "The Eighth Prince challenges the Iron-Blooded Man."
The host was overjoyed: "Everyone, did you hear that there is someone in the box challenging the Predator!"
The audience cheered loudly. The people in the box were all rich demons. The ones they sent must be strong. This was a great scene.
Lao Ba's expression changed: "Master, the Eighth Prince you are talking about is not me, right?"
"Who else can it be?" Song Zheng returned to the sofa and sat down carelessly, saying: "If you want to be famous here, you must first have a domineering nickname."
"But sir... I don't want to be famous." The lion demon was difficult to deal with at first glance, and Lao Ba didn't want to die.
"Have some confidence in yourself." Song Zheng rummaged through the table beside him, found a box of cigarettes and threw it to Lao Ba: "Take it back and give it to the old squad leader."
Lao Ba said with a sad face: "But I'm worried that I won't be able to go back."
Song Zheng rarely looked at him seriously: "Have you ever thought that if one day you lurk into the demon clan, your past may be carefully investigated by the evil demons. The greater your reputation and the more detailed your past, the less likely they will be.