Ning Fan was slightly startled.

The spirit-suppressing device had almost no effect on him, a person without a spirit servant.

So after entering the door, he didn't feel anything special.

Qiao Fei had already placed his hand on the Tang sword and was on alert.

Unable to release the spirit servant, she felt insecure.

"Sister Fei, don't be nervous."

Ning Fan placed his hand on Qiao Fei's wrist and then looked around.

When the soul-suppressing device is activated, a layer of light curtain will be released.

But after careful observation, Ning Fan did not find the existence of the light curtain at all.

Moreover, the range of influence of ordinary spirit-suppressing devices is fifty times fifty.

Normally, this room should not be fully covered.

Could it be...

Is the soul-suppressing device here more advanced than the one I used before?

Or is it [boundary matter]?

"Brother, is this your first time here?"

Just when the three of them were confused about the situation, a man approached with a smile.

The man was about 1.7 meters tall, thin and small, and his smile looked a bit vulgar.

Ning Fan turned his head to look at him and asked curiously, "Is it obvious?"

“It’s so obvious!”

The man pointed at Qiao Fei: "The little beauty is scared."

Ning Fan understood what he meant.

"Old customers" who frequently visit here should be well aware that spirit servants cannot be used here.

Qiao Fei's reaction also made it easy to tell that this was her first time here.

However, this made Ning Fan feel at ease.

If not being able to use spirit servants is the "feature" of the Blood Show...

Ning Fan smiled.

“This is indeed our first time here.”

"Hahaha, then you are lucky."

The man obviously wanted to get closer to Ning Fan, so he sat down next to her and pointed at the stone platform below.

"Today's show was quite good."

Without waiting for Ning Fan to reply, the man said to himself, "I am optimistic about Li Kaiyu."

Ning Fan remembered that the sign held by the girl just now had two names written on it.

Zhou Yong, Li Kaiyu.

"Brother, even looking at it this way, it's still not quite enough. Let's bet on something exciting!"

"Bet?"

Ning Fan asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Just bet on Sora!"

The man pointed at some sexy women moving between the seats and said, "Use your tickets to place a bet with them."

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows.

He now understood what the numbers on the tickets meant.

Used to record bets.

"What's up? Brother, do you want to play?"

The man kept instigating Ning Fan to place a bet.

Ning Fan smiled and said, "Brother, you're quite enthusiastic, huh? If I place the bet, you can also get a share of the benefits, right?"

The man wasn't embarrassed either.

"I definitely won't get any of the benefits, but if you want to place a bet, shouldn't you first research the two players in this bloody fight?"

The man pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket: "Here is the information of Zhou Yong and Li Kaiyu."

"Let me watch one first!"

Ning Fan scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I just spent 6,000 sola on the tickets. I don't have much money left..."

The man showed no dissatisfaction.

He has been doing business here for a long time and has seen too many new customers like Ning Fan.

At the beginning, I was definitely reluctant to spend money.

But after coming here once or twice...

The money in your pocket is no longer money.

The blood show is an addictive place.

"OK."

The man smiled and said, "My name is Feng San. Whenever you need help with business, feel free to contact me. It's not just about the two people in this fight. As long as it's a bloody fight on the first floor, I can basically get information."

"Then I'll trouble you, Third Brother."

Ning Fan said sincerely, "If I want to play, I will definitely find you."

"Okay, then you guys go ahead and play!"

Feng San stood up and continued to look for customers.

Ning Fan glanced across the entire audience.

There was a bit of madness and excitement in the eyes of most people.

From time to time, someone would yell at the contestants to come out and engage in a bloody fight.

And those sexy beauties walking among the crowd, with sweet smiles on their faces, record the bets for those who place bets.

"This bloody show... should exist to keep the people here safe."

Ning Fan murmured softly.

Qiao Fei was a little puzzled: "Safe?"

"right."

Ning Fan nodded: "People need to release stress."

"I think I know why spirit servants can't be used here."

Ning Fan pointed at the stone platform and said, "Spiritual servants can enhance combat effectiveness, but if used for 'performances', the viewing experience might not be as good as ordinary people's hand-to-hand combat!"

"The feeling of every knife drawing blood and every punch hitting flesh can touch the most primitive violence and pleasure in the human heart!"

"Many people who come here may be like Liu Fangzhou, who don't have spirit servants!"

“It makes it easier for them to put themselves in the situation.”

"Also, if the Spirit Servant's power becomes too great, it might have an impact on this building!"

Ning Fan pointed at the sexy beauties and said, "At the same time, combining this kind of bloody fight with betting will make people even more crazy!"

"Remember the woman holding the sign when we walked in?"

"Someone asked her what the bet was."

"This probably means that if you bet a certain amount on her, you might be able to possess her for a short period of time..."

Ning Fan gradually narrowed his eyes.

"Blood, money, women."

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