Besides, a ticket for the show is only 10,000 yuan, which is actually not expensive.
At this moment, a closed door opened, and a slim and sexy woman walked out.
The appearance of the woman made all the men gathered in front of the door excited.
Vulgar words and sharp whistles rang out one after another.
The woman didn't look unhappy at all. Instead, she smiled and held up a sign.
[Today's match on Field 11]
[Blue: Zhou Yong]
[Red: Li Kaiyu]
[Maximum number of participants: 500]
"Please enter as soon as possible, otherwise you may miss out on getting a good seat!"
The woman spoke softly and twisted her body back into the room.
A man yelled at her, "Qingqing, what's your bet price today?"
The woman turned around and laughed sweetly, "Fifty thousand."
"Fuck, that's fucking expensive!"
The man cursed dissatisfiedly: "It's made of gold?"
The woman named Qingqing smiled even more coquettishly: "What is it made of? Don't you know it now that you won the bet?"
The others followed Qingqing in one after another, and Ning Fan also called Qiao Fei and Xu Ben to walk in with the crowd.
After entering the room, Ning Fan realized that it was much larger than he had imagined.
The room is sunken, with chairs placed all around it, and in the middle is a stone platform about ten meters by ten meters.
There were still faint traces of blood on the stone platform that had not been cleaned up.
Seeing this scene, Ning Fan and others roughly understood what this place was for.
Similar to...
Colosseum.
"Ning Fan."
Qiao Fei pulled Ning Fan.
Ning Fan looked at her and found that her expression was very ugly.
At the same time, Xu Ben also frowned.
"I can't feel the spirit servant anymore!"
Qiao Fei lowered his voice: "Here, there is a spirit-suppressing device!"
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