West of the city.

E District gathering place.

A young man was sitting in a fine food restaurant, eating fine food slowly and leisurely.

A strong man hurried in from outside the door.

After coming to the young man, the strong man stood with his head bowed, but did not speak.

The young man continued to eat.

About ten minutes later, the young man finished eating.

"Has he been caught?"

"Yes."

The strong man replied.

The young man continued, "Are you sure it's a spy from District G?"

"Sure."

"Pry his mouth open."

"He's very tight-lipped! If I continue, I'm afraid he'll get killed..."

"Is there no one he cares about?"

"I heard that he has a younger sister."

The sturdy man frowned and said, "But it seems that he was sent to the east side of the city in advance."

When I heard the word "sister"...

The young man's eyes glazed over for a moment.

But soon, he opened his mouth and revealed his sharp white teeth.

"Then go look for it in the east of the city..."

The strong man nodded: "We have sent people to look for him!"

"Well, I'll go meet him when I find his sister."

The young man stood up and said, "Being able to send his sister to the east city ahead of time shows that he cares about her very much."

"clear."

The strong man said respectfully.

The young man slowly walked out of the restaurant, stretched, and then laughed neurotically.

"My Yueyue is already dead, so how can his sister... still be alive?"

…

During the next ten days, everyone in [Wild Dog House] was busy with their own affairs.

Ning Fan and Xu Ben also participated in five bloody battles each.

The result is naturally a complete victory.

Moreover, the victory of both of them was without a doubt.

So far, no one has been able to make the Sword God draw his iron sword.

Everyone who died at the hands of the Sword God had their throat cut by their own weapon.

On the boxing master's side, no one could prevent him from throwing a second punch.

The strength of the two crushed each other in this bloody battle!

Even though the odds for both of them have been reduced to 1 to 0.1, 90% of the people who have already bet are still betting on them like crazy.

Even if the odds are low, you will still make money.

It's better than losing your capital.

Now, the audience at the blood show were no longer concerned about whether the two could win, but rather...

When will these two masters meet?

In recent days, any bloody fight involving the Sword God and the Fist Saint would be packed with people and every seat would be occupied.

Because of the limit on the number of people allowed in the show, many people lined up early in front of the door for the show with only two people, and even a new industry was spawned: selling admission tickets.

People waiting in line will transfer their positions to others at a high price and make a profit from it.

Interestingly, no one makes fun of their names anymore.

On the contrary, more and more people feel that these two names...

So fucking stylish!

He calls himself sacred because he has absolute confidence in his own strength!

That is a momentum that looks down on the world!

I deserve it!

Game 6.

The Sword God once again used his opponent's sword to end his opponent's life.

As usual, the Sword God threw his opponent's weapon onto the stone platform and turned to walk off the stage.

Behind him, there was a crazy cheer!

After only six bloody battles, the Sword God earned enough fame for himself!

After stepping down from the stage, Ning Fan walked through the contestant passage.

The original process was to check out in the contestants' resting room.

The Blood Show will calculate the profits and hand them over to the contestants as soon as possible.

But today, when the Sword God just walked to the door of the lounge, he was stopped by someone.

"Lord Sword God."

A delicate voice came into my ears.

The Sword God turned his head.

She is a sexy beauty.

Looks very familiar.

It seemed like Qingqing was the one holding the sign when she first came to the Blood Show.

If you bet more than 50,000 Sora at one time, you can have Qingqing once!

At this moment, Qingqing was wearing less clothes than when she was holding the sign before.

Snow-white glow.

She leaned against the wall, showing off her exquisite curves, and cast a seductive glance at the Sword God.

"Master Sword God, please follow me."

Qingqing twisted her waist and walked towards the Sword God.

The Sword God stood quietly where he was.

"What's up?"

Qingqing was stunned.

Her charm did not seem to impress the Sword God.

"The manager asked me to invite you."

Qingqing raised her hand, placed it on the Sword God's chest, and slid her fingertips down.

Bang!

Qingqing felt a sharp pain in her wrist!

Soon, her slender wrist began to swell.

Qingqing clutched her wrist in pain, her big watery eyes glaring at the Sword God.

“You, you…”

The Sword God ignored her and pushed open the door of the lounge and entered.

Qingqing looked at the door with resentment, then turned and entered another room.

There was a man sitting in this room.

The man was wearing a black outfit with silver lines, sitting with his legs crossed and smoking a cigarette.

When the man saw Qingqing coming in like this, he was stunned, then he laughed.

"Frustrated?"

"You don't know what's good for you!"

Qingqing said bitterly, "Waste man!"

"Waste? Haha."

The man laughed and said, "This loser you're talking about is almost killing his way through the first floor!"

"So what? There are so many awesome people, but how many of them can leave the blood show alive?"

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