In the center of the crowd, a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old shouted loudly and raised his hand. Then he took out a knife and slashed his wrist hard!

Blood immediately poured out from his wound. However, the blood did not drip towards the ground like normal, but began to gather towards the ceiling?!

Ai Luo raised his head and discovered that on top of the heads of the crowd, a blood ball almost as big as a human head had gathered at some point! This blood ball seemed to have its own consciousness, constantly sucking.

The blood that gushes out from the boy's wounds becomes even bigger.

"Okay! Heal the wound, next one!"

"No! I can still provide more! I can also provide more blood to Bumblebee! I have more!"

"Carry it away! Next one!"

The young man's face had begun to turn pale due to heavy blood loss, but he was so enthusiastic that he had no intention of stopping. Some people who looked like staff nearby came immediately to carry the guy away under the command of the commander.

Then he randomly smeared some unknown ointment on his wrist and threw him aside. Then, the next fan came over and raised his hand and cut his wrist with a knife.

Seeing such behavior that resembled a cult ritual, Ai Luo frowned slightly. When he turned around, he saw that Dak next to him also looked a little uncomfortable.

But fortunately, not everyone who came forward to donate blood was as brutal as cutting their wrists with a knife. Some of them pricked their fingers with a nearby needle, squeezed out a drop of blood, and collected it into the blood cell.

. And no one said anything about this behavior. It seems that there is no exact standard for the amount of blood donated.

It took about ten minutes or so. Seeing that no one donated blood anymore, the referee opened his arms and laughed loudly: "Okay! It seems that our Bumblebee player is still worth looking forward to.

! So now let’s see if he can get enough ‘gifts’ to come back from the place of death and stand on this stage again one day in the future?”

"Water Spirit·Bath of Blood!"

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

The referee in the middle was enjoying the rain of blood and closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying something.

The boxer lying on the ground was also showered with blood at this time. The blood seemed to have some kind of vitality and began to quickly penetrate into the boxer's body. The bruises and wounds on his face and body were also covered in blood.

Under the water of this blood, he slowly began to recover.

The blood rain lasted for almost a minute. After the blood rain cloud in mid-air dispersed, the blood in the entire cage seemed to be absorbed and disappeared completely.

Then, just as the referee was still immersed in the taste of the blood rain and slowly recalling it, the body of the boxer lying on the ground suddenly trembled. Then, under the cheers of the onlookers who had given their blood,

, the boxer stood up slowly and looked around with a slightly confused look. But soon, he seemed to realize something, and then he straightened up and made a muscle gesture towards those who were still cheering for him.

action, and then walked out of the cage amidst the screams of the crowd and returned to his own lounge.

After the two boxers left the noisy place for a while, they finally found a little bit of peace.

The band in the corner began to play some more relaxed music, so that the audience could go to the bar nearby to buy some food and drink, relax a little, so that they could face the next battle with a fuller mood.

As for the bets that are constantly opening on the other side... Ai Luo doesn't need to pay attention to it. Just from the large circle of people surrounding it, you can know that there is definitely oil and water in it.

After all, this is also the capital... This is where the rich come from!

Those merchants who use the capital's convenient waterways to trade are in urgent need of any short-term and quick mental stimulation to vent their anxiety and confusion on the sea. And when some formal entertainment facilities cannot satisfy it, this black market has become the most popular.

A good place to relieve stress.

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

own wrist.

"President Dark, I didn't expect you to be interested in this kind of thing? Indeed, this kind of pure fist-to-fist fighting is sometimes more entertaining than the battle between adventurers. I

I understand how you like it, but I suggest you come and see it occasionally, but don’t be obsessed with it. It won’t be fun if you sink too deep and end up giving blood like those people."

Dak shook his head gently and said: "I will not donate blood. I will not allow any ugly scars to appear on my body."

Originally, Ai Luo just gave a simple suggestion. But who would have thought that President Dak would suddenly show such a strong sense of resistance? This made Ai Luo a little curious. He smiled and asked: "Actually, Scar...

Plant something... people will always have it. More or less people will always have bumps and bruises in daily life..."

"No. For President Arrow, getting hurt may be a common thing. But for me, this is an unforgivable behavior."

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

"My father taught me since I was a child that when facing an opponent whose strength is far inferior to mine, it would be a shame to let the opponent even create a scar on one's body."

"Also, although it may be a little strange to say this, President Arrow, you should be able to understand that my face is very precious and must not have any scars or damage."

Originally, Ai Luo had a good impression of President Dak Guang Zhongguang. After all, he was so beautiful, and he seemed to be well-informed and sensible. Although his behavior was a bit rigid and like a good kid, he also had a certain

A different kind of cute feeling.

But after hearing what she said, Ai Luo began to want to give himself a hard slap on the person he was ten seconds ago. Thinking about it carefully, why did he think that he could completely see a person in just three or four hours?

Human? No matter how much you believe in your own vision of people, this approach is really too arbitrary.

After Dak finished speaking, he slowly exhaled. But after waiting for a moment, he seemed to realize that Arrow next to him had lost his voice, and immediately turned his head and looked at the Mermaid Song Guild Leader next to him.

After seeing the twinkles in Arrow's eyes, Dak finally seemed to realize what kind of emotion he just said represented. He couldn't help but exhale, waved his hands quickly, and said with a slightly anxious tone.

——

"President Arrow, please don't misunderstand. Can you please listen to my explanation? I emphasize again that I am a man and I wear women's clothing for a special reason. It is not because I am a pervert, nor is it because I am a pervert.

Only then will you value my face like a woman."

At this time, Ai Luo was a little curious. Looking over the iron cage, it seemed that the next battle was still being prepared. He was just idle, so he naturally nodded: "Okay, tell me about it."

After Dark closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, he then opened his eyes, stared into Arrow's eyes very seriously, and said slowly——

"My mother is a beauty. At least you can tell from my face."

Ai Luo nodded, and he was not going to deny this fact. Seeing that Ai Luo's expression did not change much, and after confirming that the president of Mermaid Song in front of him would indeed be a good listener, Dark continued.

Go down——

"In addition to being a beauty, my mother is also the daughter of a minor noble."

"Back then, my father had great strength, and he fell in love with my mother. However, he fell in love with a young lady from a baron family as a commoner."

"Although the baron himself was not a very powerful person, my mother was raised with the hope of marrying a noble with a higher title in order to enhance the aristocratic status of my grandfather's family. But she was

Unexpectedly, my mother became obsessed with an insignificant adventurer - my father."

"My grandfather's family was very angry and tried their best to break up my parents. But unfortunately, my father's strength... was indeed too strong. And at that time, my father had gathered a group of powerful factions, and that

Although the little baron has a higher social status than a commoner like my father, there is nothing substantial that can stop my parents from getting together."

"My mother married my father smoothly, and her life after marriage may be considered very happy. However, because my mother violated the interests and traditions of my grandfather's family, my grandfather's family expelled my mother from the aristocratic family.

, so far, my mother has also become a civilian. Although my mother has always said she doesn’t care about this kind of thing, my father seems to be a little bit worried about it. "

"Then, I was born. My father felt that my mother was deprived of her noble status because of us, father and son. Originally, this matter was just a small seed in my father's heart. But when I grew up,
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