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"It should, it should be. For a beautiful girl, ruining her face may be more cruel than taking her life"
Beads of sweat broke out from Miko's forehead. Her voice was trembling as she spoke. However, Mi Ke still tried to talk to Zhang Fan in a more normal tone.
"That's right, so later on, I always felt regretful. Why did she let her die so easily? There were so many good things that couldn't be used on her. Until I saw you, I thought you might It's a gift from God. You're so beautiful, and you look so much like her. Your skin is soft and supple, and your whole person is full of vitality. So the first time I saw you, I couldn't take my eyes away. .These two brought up from below are just supplements at best, you are my favorite toy."
Zhang Fan said and put his face towards Mi Ke's face. At this moment, Zhang Fan clearly felt that Mi Ke had made a move to dodge backwards. It's just that because Zhang Fan was pulling his hair, this dodge action was not actually performed, it just made Zhang Fan feel the strength.
"What? Are you scared? Isn't it said that you escorts are the best toys? No matter how the master plays, they will happily accept it. Why are you scared? Why do you hide behind? Do you know that this will make me Didn't you have a good time?"
When Zhang Fan spoke, the soldering iron in his right hand moved a little closer to Mi Ke's face. The scorching heat even caused some of Miko's long hair to curl.
"Brother, I was wrong. I'm sorry. Mi Ke won't hide anymore. Mi Ke will make brother have a good time."
Mi Ke¡¯s face showed just the right expression of grievance, which really made me feel pity for her, but it couldn¡¯t hide her swallowing saliva out of fear.
It¡¯s okay to be afraid.
Knowing that she is afraid means that she is not a tool that has completely lost her ability to think, and may become an ordinary girl.
With a "dang" sound, Zhang Fan threw the soldering iron back into the heating tank, grabbed Mi Ke's long hair, pulled her to the edge of the sofa and took her to sit down with him. Zhang Fan's movements looked rough. But in fact, he is very precise in controlling the intensity. Girls can clearly feel the pulling force on their scalp, but they will not be injured by this pulling force.
"Come on, first tell me how to play here. Apart from these instruments of torture, what else is there to do in the fighting arena? I'm so picky. Is there any more suitable way to use it on you?"
Externally, Jinxin Pictures will definitely claim that their club is a VIP box to protect everyone¡¯s privacy, and they will never install hidden cameras. But whoever believes this nonsense is really a hammer. At least Zhang Fan didn't believe it. So no matter what thoughts he has, he can't say it clearly now, he can only do it slowly.
"Okay, brother, I understand."
Mi Ke¡¯s face was full of aggrieved expression. Compared with the performance-type grievance at the beginning, Miko's expression is now more real. Maybe it's because of Chi You's second awakening. Zhang Fan found that he was now very sensitive to other people's negative emotions. Just like the growing sense of fear and suspicion emanating from Liu Jia and Minzhi, Zhang Fanquan could feel it.
"Brother, look outside. There is a fight going on in the fighting arena right now. The most ordinary kind."
Mi Ke pointed at the arena outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Indeed, there are two men dueling over there right now. One of them is a yellow man who loves to smile and has a stocky look. He has a tall nose and deep eyes. He looks more like someone from Central Asia. The other one is a black man who is at least 1.8 meters tall. However, this black man does not appear to be particularly strong. Moreover, many scars can be seen on the shirtless body. It is not known whether they were injured during the duel here or whether they were injured before coming here.
The two of them deliberately dressed up in retro style. He was dressed like a gladiator in the movie "Spartacus". Even the weapons they hold are similar. They are all rough-looking iron swords. Of course, these costumes and props are really not difficult for a film and television company.
However, the process of the two people fighting made both Zhang Fan and Basong standing aside narrow their eyes.
For experienced people, it is easy to tell whether two people fighting are engaging in a sparring session or fighting to the death. And now the two people on the field are obviously engaged in a life-and-death battle.
The black man¡¯s movements look clumsier than that of the yellow man with the tall nose and deep eyes. But black people obviously have much more fighting experience. Time and time again, he repelled the sneak attacks of the yellow man. And during the counterattack, on the left shoulder of the yellow manHe made a bloody hole.
"Are they two actors or were they hired from somewhere?"
Looking at the two men fighting to the death, Zhang Fan asked with some confusion.
"Brother, in this club, there are no actors other than the female stars on the voluntary list. The two people in the fighting arena are refugees smuggled over from Africa and Central Asia. They were taken in by the company, and then Sent here. As long as they can win the duel, they can get a large amount of money to settle their families. Of course, even if they fail, they can get a settlement allowance."
When it came to things that had nothing to do with him, Mi Ke returned to his previous appearance.
"Then will they die here?"
Zhang Fan¡¯s face was full of interest.
"Whether they will die here depends on the choice of guests like you. The rules of this arena are similar to those of the ancient Roman Colosseum. If one party completely loses its fighting power and is restrained by the other party, it can be left to the guest's choice. Life and death for losers.¡±
"That's it."
The skill of speaking. The black man slashed the yellow man's leg again. The yellow man is short in stature and relies on his agility to deal with the black man. Now that he had been slashed on his leg, his movements became sluggish. There was a hideous smile on the black man's face, obviously he knew it was time for him to attack. Waving the iron sword in his hand, the black man attacked the yellow man.
"Then we are like this, watching them chop and chop? In the end, we decide whether to live or die?"
"Of course not."
Mi Ke picked up a tablet from the coffee table in front of the sofa and handed it to Zhang Fan.
"Every fighting match in the fighting arena has odds. Any guest can place a bet here. The name of each participant is on the tablet. Just place your bet directly on the tablet. And on There is no need to submit money directly when placing a bet here. It will only be settled when you leave the club. In other words, if you have good eyesight, you can select a strong enough contestant. Then you don't need to pay any price. You can get a lot of money. Of course, if you lose and cannot pay your bet money when you leave, the club will not collect debts from you, but will permanently ban you from setting foot in the club. However, , for the guests who have enjoyed the service here, this punishment is already huge."
Mi Ke gave Zhang Fan a detailed answer. Zhang Fan feels that the people at Jinxin Pictures really know how to do things.
First of all, the people who come here to play are basically rich people. By opening such a handicap, you can make a lot of money from these people. As for someone planning to cause chaos here and place a sky-high price, it is basically impossible. After all, the only people who can enter here are those recognized by Jinxin Pictures. It¡¯s unlikely that you¡¯re messing around.
And even if these people cannot get back the lost money when they leave the club and are refused to enter again, they will not make the other party feel angry. After all, it is equivalent to the club exempting them from a large debt.
"ah¡ª¡ª"
Just when Zhang Fan lowered his head to look at the tablet. A scream came from outside the French window. Zhang Fan looked up and saw that the iron sword in the black man's hand had penetrated the yellow man's back. The yellow man didn't even get a chance to beg for mercy before the black man pulled out the iron sword and vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"Roar¡ª¡ª"
After the difficult victory, the black man clenched his arms and raised his head to the sky and let out a wild roar, which seemed to be venting the pressure accumulated in the battle.
According to the rules, when a battle is won, it should be over. But at this moment, the glass curtain wall directly opposite Zhang Fan's box opened a door, and then, a long, straight black girl wearing a Japanese student uniform seemed to be kicked out from inside. Rolling down the slope outside to the arena below.
And the place where she rolled clearly left an intermittent blood trail.
After falling into the arena below, the girl worked hard to hold herself up with one hand and got up from the ground.
After Zhang Fan saw the girl's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but frown.
The girl's clothes were in tatters, exposing the whip marks on her body. One eye on her originally delicate and beautiful face was already blind, but her first reaction after getting up from the ground was not to cry out in pain. Or ask for help, but quickly picked up the iron sword that the yellow man who had just died dropped on the ground, held the sword on the ground with both hands, gasped for air, and stared at the man who just died with his only eye. Black people who get the win.
"Hey, the betting odds have been updated. Brother, do you want to play?"
Mi Ke handed the tablet in front of Zhang Fan at this time.
"Handicap?"
Zhang Fan thought this was simply unbelievable.
Although the black man had just experienced a battle, what was the difference between letting a girl with bruises fight him and letting that girl die? Is such a battle really worth betting on? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)At this time, Mi Ke handed the tablet in front of Zhang Fan.
"Handicap?"
Zhang Fan thought this was simply unbelievable.
Although the black man had just experienced a battle, what was the difference between letting a girl with bruises fight him and letting that girl die? Is such a battle really worth betting on? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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