Under the Blood

And he had long noticed that he was also dressed in rags, and that he was actually a companion with the eight of them.

Although the contradiction has not yet been resolved, he also wants to see what the situation of this stadium with the ring is really like.

So he followed the team and found that they were all depressed, and Yun Weihua also learned and entered the field.

Waves of sound swept in, and the huge screens at both ends reflected their panicked faces.

Yun Weihua found it interesting, and in order to better integrate into the team, he lowered his head vigorously, looking like he was going to pass out.

"It's pathetic. "

The girl's voice seemed to come again, Yun Weihua ignored it, and continued to walk out of the despondent steps exaggeratedly.

"Boy, do you still want face?!" Uncle Beard roared angrily, Yun Weihua was not to be outdone, puffed up his chest, and said, "It's your grandmother who walks like this, Lao Tzu wants to hold his head high!"

A white videographer approached with equipment on his shoulders and sneered when he noticed that the group of people were infighting.

The leading staff led the nine to one end of the ring.

Yun Weihua had the intention to stir up trouble, but Uncle Beard just took a few breaths and did not continue to accuse.

Yu Guang observed that except for the nine of them, the staff and audience present were dressed normally, and they were all within Yun Weihua's cognition.

Suddenly, his eyes lingered on the front row of the auditorium—a man in a Taoist robe.

But when I looked at it, the robe was new. And the man was blonde and blue-eyed, and he was pointing his thumb upside down, apparently mocking them with this.

Phew

The noise in my ears was constant, and my head was buzzing.

Only then did Yun Weihua realize that the tens of thousands of spectators at the scene were always boosing!

He subconsciously touched the magic lamp, and the golden light began to circulate at the touch of his fingertips.

"What the hell is that?" a foreign language entered Yun Weihua's ears.

On the side of the ring, the two-person crew is driven by a stand to shoot at a slightly higher height.

A young man with a curly pockmarked face pushes a shelf below.

"It's like magical gold. He found Yun Weihua's treasure.

The middle-aged man in a baseball cap with a big belly held up and checked the camera footage on the high platform, "Whatever it is, when he dies, you can just take it." "

As he spoke, the machine swept smoothly, skimming over stiff faces.

There was only one person, and I saw that his face was full of anger, and his eyes were shining, and it was the holder of the treasure.

Yun Weihua still couldn't figure out the situation, but he had fully felt the malice of the people around him.

He came to pockmarked face and held up the magic lamp, and the young man trembled with fright, and pretended not to see him.

"Here you go, you can summon beautiful girls inside. He said in the other person's language.

"You're lying to me, please go back. The youth responded in a trembling voice.

A small episode could not turn the situation of the nine men, who were now like exotic animals on display, judged by those who watched them, but the animals themselves trembled with fear.

There is also a girl among the nine people, Yun Weihua saw it in his eyes, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

It's not that simple.

Yun Weihua remained relatively calm, his eyes searched around for useful information, and he was finally attracted to the woman in the center of the ring.

It was a white woman dressed as a bunny girl. I saw that her shoulders were completely exposed, her chest was not fully covered, and her lower body was triangular with black stockings.

This outfit is shameful, but she keeps stretching in the face of everyone's attention. The woman was enthusiastic and invited the next team to enter, "Please 'Lighthouse Group'!".

"Lighthouse Group?".

Yun Weihua understands this foreign language, and continues to listen to the host's introduction, he knows that this event is called the "Quartet Martial Arts Conference".

There is no doubt that the nine of them are players, and as for whether they are playing football or fighting, Yun Weihua doesn't care too much.

"Anyway, the nine of us are definitely being bullied. "

He saw that the audience had different skin tones, but they all showed mocking expressions, and the resentment in his heart gushed out.

"Come on, let's fight!" he yelled.

Uncle Beard was stunned for a moment, and then patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

Yun Weihua felt a trace of warmth, thinking that he was so arrogant just now, and the other party didn't take it to heart, so he said: "I was offended just now." "

At the same time, three men in uniform walked out of the shadows in the opposite passage. They wore police badges and waved to the audience in high spirits.

"That's our opponent. The uncle murmured.

The Lighthouse Group sent three police officers, two white men and one burly black male.

The broadcast camera deliberately gave a close-up of the gun on their waist.

Yun Weihua frowned, feeling uneasy.

Not all of them were armed.

What's more, how can cold weapons fight bullets?

"We-".

The microphone whistled sharply, and the staff adjusted it and handed it back to the black officer.

"Ahem, we're here to send our friends from the 'Immortal Friends Association' to become immortals!".

The

50,000 spectators were amused, and laughter echoed over the arena.

Yun Weihua frowned when he heard this, while the other eight people looked dazed, not knowing what the black man said.

Seeing that Yun Weihua was thoughtful, Uncle Hu was about to ask, but he thought that this young man had no reason to understand foreign words, so he turned to say: "If you can kill the other side, even one person." "

At this point, Yun Weihua was sure that this was not only a martial arts competition, but also a duel that risked his life.

"But bullets are hard to dodge. He answered.

"Bullets?" the uncle was stunned for a moment, then stopped talking.

There was a gust of wind in the arena, and Yun Weihua's eyes were attracted by the four flags. They are on the sunny side of the ring, and they are drifting in the wind at this time.

Three of them are brand new, with patterns that have never been seen before, but they are as serious as the flags of three countries.

And a white flag is dilapidated, and if you look closely, there are three big characters written on it: "Immortal Friendship Association".

The black man sarcastically said a few more words to the fairy friends, and the laughter in the audience continued, and the broadcast camera alternated to the three players of the Lighthouse Group:

The

white officer's eyes were deep, and the black man raised his arms after saying a witty remark, and then spread his palms and waved them.

Bang!

The

gunshots rang out suddenly, and it turned out that the third white police officer shot at the white flag, and there was an extra bullet hole on the flag of the fairy friends association.

The bullet is impartial and runs through the very center of the word "friend".

"It's a bit tricky. "

Yun Weihua looked around the audience, the audience cheered, and some people shouted the slogan "Kill the Immortal Friends Association", which made him feel deeply uncomfortable.

And his companions were all pale, and they had no will to resist.

Of course, he was sympathetic to these eight people, but the blood in his mind always lingered.

Compared with the scarlet flesh and the stinging words of the girl at that time, the problems faced by these people in front of them did not seem to be worth mentioning.

"If I beg her, I might as well die. Yun Weihua glared at the magic lamp.

It's just that he thought about it, if he is so stubborn, then what is the difference between himself and his previous life?

"If you don't have a heart or lungs, you have to mess around...... That's right, I'm not compromised, I'm going to take advantage of her. "

In the blink of an eye, he convinced himself, and immediately rubbed the surface of the magic lamp.

Mist-like points of light gathered on the top of the treasure, and suddenly it was the size of a fist.

The light then came to light.

Companions on the left and right noticed the vision, but no one said anything.

And the girl finally reappeared, only to see her beautiful face, and turned her head lazily and weakly, "Can you fulfill a wish, what do you want to do?"