Gold coin is justice

In the center of the crowd, a teenager of about sixteen or seventeen raised his hand while shouting loudly.Afterwards, he took out a knife and swiped hard on his wrist!

Blood immediately gushed from his wound.However, the blood did not drip toward the ground as normal, but began to gather toward the ceiling?!

Ai Luo raised his head, only to realize that on the top of this crowd's head, he did not know when he had already gathered a blood cell about the size of a human head!This blood cell seems to have its own consciousness, constantly sucking the blood that gushes out of the juvenile wound, and thus becomes bigger.

"Okay! Heal the wound, next one!"

"No! I can provide more! I can provide more blood to the Hornet! I have more!"

"Carry away! Next one!"

The boy's face had begun to turn pale because of the loss of blood, but the fanatical he did not want to stop at all.Under the command of the commander, some people like the staff immediately came and carried this guy away, and then casually put some unknowing ointment on his wrist, and threw him aside.Then, the next enthusiastic fan came over and raised his hand and cut his wrist with a knife.

Seeing such behavior similar to a cult ritual, Aylor's brows frowned slightly.When he looked back, he saw that Duck next to him also showed a little uncomfortable appearance.

But fortunately, not everyone who came forward to donate blood was as rough as cutting their wrists with a knife.Others use a needle next to them to puncture their fingers and squeeze a drop of blood into the blood cell.No one said anything about this behavior, and it seemed that there was no exact standard for the amount of blood donated.

It took about ten minutes or so. Seeing that no one gave blood anymore, the referee opened his arms and laughed and said: "Okay! It looks like our Hornet player is still worth looking forward to. ! So now let us see if he can get enough'gifts' to come back from the land of death and stand on this stage again someday in the future?"

"Water Spirit·Blood Bath!"

The blood ball quickly flew to the top of the referee's head, and the original spherical shape began to spread quickly into a flat liquid.The next moment, the blood in it spilled on the entire iron cage like rain.

The referee in the middle was soaked in the blood shower and closed his eyes as if he was enjoying something.

And the boxer lying on the ground was also drenched by the rain of blood.The bloody water seemed to have a certain vitality, and began to quickly penetrate into the boxer's body.And the bruises and wounds on his face began to slowly recover under the water of these blood.

The blood rain fell for almost a minute, and after the blood rain cloud in the air dissipated, the blood in the entire cage seemed to have been absorbed and disappeared cleanly.

Then, while the referee was still immersed in the taste of the bloody rain, the body of the boxer lying on the ground suddenly trembled.Immediately afterwards, amidst the cheers of the onlookers who had donated their blood, the boxer slowly got up and looked around with a little confused eyes.But soon, he seemed to realize something, and then he stood up and made a muscular gesture at the people who were still cheering at him. Then he walked out of the cage amidst the screams of the crowd and returned to him. I went to my own lounge.

After the two fighters left the noisy place a little bit, they finally recovered a little peace.

The band in the corner began to play some more relaxed music, which also allowed the audience to go to the side bar to buy something to eat and drink, and relax a little bit, so that they can greet the next battle with a fuller mood.

As for the bet on the other side of the uninterrupted game... Ai Luo doesn't need to pay attention, just the big circle of people outside can know that the oil and water are absolutely indispensable.

After all, this is also the capital...This is the chassis of the rich!

Those merchants who use the convenient waterways of the capital to communicate with each other urgently need all the short and quick mental stimulation to vent the anxiety and confusion on the sea.And when some formal entertainment facilities are unable to satisfy, this kind of black market becomes the best place to relieve pressure.

Following the brisk music, Airo shook his neck slightly.When looking at Duck next to him, the guild leader's eyes were still looking at the big iron cage over there.Then he lowered his head and touched his wrist.

"President Dark, I didn't expect you to be interested in this kind of thing? Indeed, this kind of pure fist-to-fist fight is sometimes more ornamental than the battle between adventurers. I I can understand the feeling you like, but I suggest you come and see it occasionally, but don’t be fascinated by it. It’s not fun to get caught in too deep and end up giving blood like those people."

Duck shook his head gently and said, "I will not donate blood. I will not allow any ugly scars on my body."

Originally, Airo simply suggested.But who would have thought that President Dark would suddenly show such a strong sense of resistance?This made Aylor a little curious. He smiled and asked: "In fact, scars...people always have them. In daily life, more or less people always have bumps and bumps..."

"No. For President Airo, injury may be a common occurrence. But for me, it is an unforgivable behavior."

While talking, Duck lowered his head again, held his wrist tightly, and even squeezed hard—

"My father taught me since I was a child that when facing an opponent whose strength is far less than his own, it is a shame to let the opponent create a scar on himself."

"In addition, although it may be a little strange to say that, you should understand, President Airo, that my face is very precious, and it is absolutely impossible to have any scars or damage."

Originally, Airo had a good impression of President Dak Kwang Zhongguang.After all, he is so beautiful, and he looks like a book and reasonable.Although it's a bit rigid to behave, it feels like a good child, but it also has a different kind of cuteness.

But after hearing what she said, Airo began to want to slap her ten seconds ago.

If you think about it, why do you think that you can see a person clearly in just three or four hours?No matter how much I believed in my own eyes, this approach would be too arbitrary.

Duck exhaled slowly after speaking.But after waiting for a while, he seemed to realize that Ai Luo next to him had no voice, and immediately turned his head to look at the president of Mermaid Song next to him.

After seeing the flashes in Airo’s eyes, Duck seemed to finally realize what kind of emotion he had just said. He couldn’t help but exhale, waved his hand quickly, and said in a slightly anxious tone. ——

"President Airo, please don't get me wrong. Can you please listen to me explain? I emphasize again that I am a man. I wear women's clothing for special reasons, not because I am a pervert, nor because I am perverted. That’s why I value my face like a woman."

Now, Airo was a little curious.Looking at the iron cage, the next battle seems to be still in preparation. I am idle and I am idle, and naturally nodded: "Okay, you can talk about it."

Duck closed his eyes and was silent for a while before he opened his eyes and stared at Airo's eyes very seriously, and slowly said——

"My mother is a beauty. At least you should be able to see it from my face."

Ai Luo nodded, he didn't intend to deny this fact.Seeing that Ai Luo's expression hadn't changed much, and after confirming that the president of Song of Mermaid would indeed be a good listener, Duck continued to speak——

"In addition to being a beauty, my mother is even the daughter of a little nobleman."

"Back then, my father had great strength. He fell in love with my mother. However, he fell in love with a baron’s lady as a commoner."

"Although the baron himself was not a very powerful person, my mother was trained to be able to marry a nobleman with a higher nobility in order to enhance the noble status of my grandfather's family. Unexpectedly, my mother became fascinated by a trivial adventurer—my father."

"My grandpa's family was very angry and tried their best to separate my parents. But unfortunately, my father's strength... is indeed too strong. And at that time, my father had gathered a group of powerful factions, and that Although the small baron has a higher social status than a commoner like my father, there is no substantial power to hinder my parents from being together."

"My mother married my father very smoothly. The life after marriage may be considered very happy. But because my mother violated the tradition of the grandfather's family, my grandfather's family expelled her from the noble family. At this point, my mother has also become a commoner. Although my mother has always said that she doesn’t care about this kind of thing, my father seems to be a little bit worried."

"Then I was born. My father felt that my mother was deprived of her noble status because of our father and son. Originally, this matter was just a small seed in my father's heart. But when I grow up, As my appearance became more and more beautiful, the seed in my father's heart also began to sprout."