One person's royal painting

Chapter 71
"Hehe, move, of course I am moved!"

The short-haired man threw the cigarette that was almost finished on the ground, stamped it out with his foot, looked straight at his twisting ankle and said, "But I understand one thing, that is, you have to do what you can to be a human being! So ambitious Will die faster!"

"That's true!"

Old Song on the side also threw the cigarette on the ground, stamped it out with his foot and said, "I just don't know how many leeks are worth cutting today!"

"No, Brother Song! Didn't Lord Bao tell us not to do this when he came last time..." The short-haired man frowned slightly.

"That's what I said, but if we don't trade, how can we make so much money?"

Lao Song glanced at the short-haired man and said, "Xiang Ding, you're still too young, who in this world is clean from head to toe?"

"We're not those Taoist bald donkeys. If this boxing ring doesn't find a way to earn more money, it won't be enough to attract the people of Guge!"

"That's true!" Xiang Ding nodded.

The group of body refiners in Sui Guge need to consume a lot of resources every day, even if Ruhu has become a nine-member man and has a preference in terms of resources, there is no guarantee that he can meet the needs of those in Sui Guge [-]%.

"Besides, we are nothing compared to the four bullshit families! The greedy Wang family, the vicious Lu family, the hypocritical Lu family... none of them are good!" Old Song said coldly.

What Lao Song didn't know was that there was a crow standing on the pole not far from him and Xiang Ding at the moment, and the crow was watching them quietly.

At this moment, Wang Bing was sitting on the bed in the hotel, meditating with his heart turned upside down, and the corners of Wang Bing's eyes twitched slightly.

Grandma, it's too much for you to scold my Wang family in front of me!

what!You said you didn't speak ill of me to my face?
That's no good, if I hear it, it's a face-to-face scolding!

I am very careful.

After Wang Bing secretly remembered the old Song's account in his heart, he noticed that figures began to appear one after another on the side of the boxing ring.

Some are here to visit, some... Naturally, they are there to play.

Ordinary people and strangers were also mixed together, and they were put in after Lao Song and Xiang Ding screened them one by one.

You think this is over, the pattern Tucson is broken!
This is just the first inspection, and there are three more inspections waiting.

Through the mice wandering in the dark corners, Wang Bing saw very clearly.

Ordinary people can't go to the lowest level of the Alien Field, which may be a special request of Su Guge.

Anyway, this is going to last for a long time, so there are some rules that must be followed.

You can't live long if you break the rules!

Soon, the underground boxing ring began to be overcrowded.

Otherwise, sometimes there are many people who are willing to do things even though they know that some things are expressly prohibited.

At this moment, many audience members on the first floor began to erupt.

Because there were already two men with gauze wrapped around their fists walking up. According to Wang Bing's observation, these two men were considered to be of good physical fitness among ordinary people.

Ding!
As the small wrestling bell rang, the two rushed towards each other in an instant, playing a symphony of punches and blood...

It's just that, in Wang Bing's opinion, these are somewhat pediatrics.

There is no way, this is the insurmountable gap between ordinary people and aliens.

According to Liu Dang's words, there is an unattainable barrier between aliens and ordinary people. Aliens are inside and ordinary people are outside. They cannot spy on the scene in the barrier all their lives.

Under Wang Bing's command, the mouse carefully crawled towards the second underground floor.

This is the home court. Compared to the madness of the basement level, the second basement level is more silent except for the sound of fighting in the arena.

Those who come here to watch the battle are all people with social status, and these people are basically in the boxes.

The aliens below may be fighting to the death, while these people with social status are gambling to see who will win.

To Wang Bing's surprise, logically speaking, these people should not be allowed to watch the fights between different people...

But after thinking about it for a while, Wang Bing was relieved.

First of all, this group of ordinary people can't see Qi Jin at all.

At best, they would think that the people on this level are better than those on the upper level, or some people here know about the existence of aliens, or they also have some aliens to help them punch...

In short, what is playing here is a tacit understanding.

Everyone sees it and doesn't say it, as long as it can stimulate your own feelings and make you feel good...

Most of the remaining alien audience sat on the seats around the venue, watching quietly.

This is the so-called silent observer!
To be honest, the underground is still a bit big, and it took Wang Bing several hours to explore the entire underground boxing arena.

After a short rest, Wang Bin snapped his fingers, and all the crows and mice turned into a pool of ink.

After dressing up in disguise, Wang was going to go to the boxing ring to test the waters and prepare for his subsequent moves.

Snapped!
At the entrance of the underground boxing ring, a cloud of ink suddenly fell on Lao Song's face.

Lao Song touched his face with his hands, and after finding it was a mass of darkness, he also raised his head subconsciously, but there was nothing above it except tall buildings...

"Old Song, what's the matter? Is there something wrong?" Xiang Ding turned his head and asked after checking the visitor again.

"I think should not be……"

Lao Song frowned, and he muttered to himself with some doubts: "Where did the ink come from this night..."

However, after Lao Song made sure that there was no danger around him, he didn't take this matter to heart and wiped off the ink stains. He continued to check with Xiang Ding on the people who came and went.

Wang Bing quickly walked to the end of the team.

The rule here is that no matter whether you are a foreigner or not, you must line up together.

During the investigation before, Wang Bing noticed that several of the team were aliens.

Soon, it was Wang Bing's turn to be inspected. Xiang Ding glanced at Wang Bing suspiciously, and Wang Bing also imitated others and released his qi flame.

"Newcomer?" Xiang Ding asked suspiciously.

"It's my first time here!" Wang Bin replied very simply.

"Do you know the rules?" Xiang Ding asked.

"Know!"

"Go in, turn right after entering the door!" After a brief inspection, Xiang Ding put Wang Bing in directly.

If you are an ordinary person, you need to provide a membership card when entering the door, and those without a card will not be allowed to enter.

It's different for Yiren, as long as you can prove that you are Yiren, you don't need anything to enter.

It can be seen that Lao Song usually inspects ordinary people, but this Xiang Ding inspects strangers.

After entering the door, the first thing that catches the eye is a row of white light tubes hanging above the head. The further you go inside, the louder the shouts, the stronger the smell of tobacco and alcohol...

Soon Wang came to a fork in the road, and there was only one strong man standing here.

Although this strong man looks no different from an ordinary bodyguard, the faint qi energy emanating from his body can prove that this man is also a different person.

After seeing Wang Bing's qi flame again, the bodyguard stretched out his left hand, motioning for Wang Bing to turn right!
　I made a mistake in the operation. The original version was released just now. After refreshing, there will be a new version...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)