"With your strength, do you still have to show off? I just kept showing mercy to your subordinates before. Now I know that my strength is stronger than you!"

Ryan pulled out of Han Feng's arm, panting. Han Feng looked so miserable at this time. He was covered with wounds of all sizes. There was another blood hole on his left arm, and his right arm was nailed to the ground by an arrow, and his body was covered with blood. His face, which was originally emitting cold and arrogant at any time, was also dusty and bloody, and became extremely embarrassed.

"Bang!" After saying that, Ryan's body shook and fell to the ground. Ryan rolled over with difficulty and lay shoulder to shoulder with Han Feng on the ground on the arena.

"I said, there is danger. Run first, I will catch up with you soon. How about it? I'm catching up now, and you can take me with me now." Ryan looked at the ceiling of the arena and gasped. At this time, the two of them were lying on the ground like they were after running during the first time in the mercenary group training.

Ryan's condition was no better than the cold wind. He was covered with wounds scratched by ice on his hands, feet, and face. The magic and fighting spirit in his body had been completely exhausted, and he had almost used it in his body.

The most serious thing is that Ryan's feet were entangled by thorns, and they forced themselves to break free like a life-threatening thing, causing the calves to be covered in blood. Fortunately, Ryan broke free quickly, otherwise he would be fatally hit by Han Feng. Ryan reached out and wiped his face full of blood, spitting out the blood flowing into his mouth. This movement touched wounds of all sizes and immediately oozed a lot of blood. Han Feng could still use the magic of ice to stop bleeding, but Ryan did not have the ability and did not have the idea of ​​roasting himself.

"I know, I know you won't give up so easily. You've never been the one who will give up easily, but Ryan, do you know? The enemy this time is really too powerful. Sheila and I don't even have the power to breathe." Han Feng sighed, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He knew that Ryan wouldn't give up so easily.

"Shila is actually for your own good. He doesn't want to involve you. And we have been exposed now. We have been living in an invisible pressure every day during this period. In fact, Sheila feels even more uncomfortable. I have only recovered a small part of my memory. I almost didn't know about the relatives. Sheila has always been upset about her parents' affairs, and every battle seems to have to vent all her emotions."

Han Feng reluctantly pulled out the iron arrow inserted into his right arm, and constantly used natural magic to repair the damaged wounds all over his body. Since the natural magic broke through level 3, Han Feng discovered that the powerful recovery ability of natural magic was prominent. Unfortunately, Han Feng had not had time to practice the recovery spells in the natural system.

"I don't care about that bastard, Urachi said he's going to deal with him. Now it's proven that I'm better than you. Give me an explanation. If you don't let me help you, I'll come to find your place every day. If you insist on not letting me help you, you can kill me as soon as possible. Should I die with you and others, or let me die at your hands, you can choose it yourself."

Ryan tilted his head, curled his mouth, and looked at Hanfeng stubbornly. Hanfeng knew that Ryan had made a decision and would not change it easily. Although Hanfeng was smiling bitterly at the corner of his mouth, there were crystal tears flashing at the corners of his eyes.

What comes to mind is: Ryan pulls himself in ecstasy, telling himself that he can leave the cold winter town and no longer smile when he is a beggar; when his fingers are cut off but he does not help him stand up, Ryan keeps running in the martial arts field; when Ryan goes to practice alone, he is reluctant to leave himself.

Although he is not a brother, he is closer than a brother. Ryan stands by his side all the time. It feels so good that someone depends on him. A tear slowly flows down from the side that Ryan cannot see.

"Mother, this is my brother." Han Feng thought of the gentle and hazy figure in his heart and said silently.

"Oh! It's so touching. Although I don't know what happened! The Cold-faced contestant and Enri staged a wonderful duel for us and also performed the importance of friendship in life for us. The final victory is no longer important. What is important is that we truly feel and feel the strong friendship! Let's invite our ruling team to determine the victory. After judgment, the Cold-faced contestant has not exhausted his magic and won. Congratulations to the Cold-faced contestant for winning eleven consecutive victories." As the result appeared, the audience burst into a burst of violent cheers.

"Look at you four, do you have any big revenge on life and death? The injuries are too serious! Especially the two of you! There are too many wounds on your body. Look at how many places here cannot recover. It has been too long, so scars can only be left. The tendons in these places have been severely damaged. I can't cure them, so I need to find Grandpa Mu to treat them."

Talia looked at the four seriously injured patients who were lying in front of him and immediately became angry, and her hands were almost constantly throwing various recovery techniques on the four people.

It was just that he was very ruthless when he bandaged the wound. Ryan had no courage in front of Han Feng. He gritted his teeth and looked at Talia with a smile on his face. The cold sweat on his eyes and forehead that kept twitching did not look like nothing was wrong. He looked at Han Feng with a squirm of contempt. The tall image that Ryan had originally established in the Han Feng immediately collapsed. Everyone held back the laughter and kept shrugging their shoulders.

"Okay, since the fire of the prairie has been restored to full again, how about you go to celebrate in the evening? Let's go to the restaurant to have a drink!" Seeing that everyone was in a good mood, Huo Xiu immediately proposed to drink. Huo Xiu is the abbreviation of Huo Vimesh. Since Tu Xiu (Tiu Vimesh) was seriously injured last time and is still sleeping so far, Huo Xiu has been dominating the body recently.

"Okay! Go and go!" Since the crowd broke up, the remaining few people often went to drink, so that a few people except Talia fell in love with drinking wildly.

"What's good! Are you okay? Don't go!" When Talia saw that Ryan was alive again, she immediately pulled out another staff tied behind her. It was also the staff that Talia used for the first time, and knocked on Ryan's head. The staff was accompanied by pain. Ryan was in pain and immediately did not dare to move, and everyone laughed out loud.

"By the way, Sheila, did you win or lose in the end?" Han Feng suddenly asked Sheila sitting on the side.

"You'll know when Urachi looks." Sheila glanced at Urachi.

"Stop talking, Sheila was really ruthless in the end. She had no strength to resist. You said that they were all level 5, why was the strength so much worse? I waited until level 5 before daring to challenge Sheila, but she still lost a lot." Urachi smiled bitterly, as if his whole body was hurt.

"That's good. Logically speaking, I should have saved a lot of money in the arena. Today I will invite everyone to a bar." Hanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really! OK, OK! I like the free one the most!" Vimishu immediately jumped up excitedly. It happened that the waiter who was responsible for sending the money came up.

"Hello, will your bonus still exist here?" The waiter walked to Hanfeng and asked habitually without even taking the money.

"No need to give it to me. Please help me see how much money I have. I'll take it out together." Han Feng shook and decided to use the money to do something.

"Okay... huh? What did you say? Do you want to withdraw money? Are you all? Okay, your amount is relatively large. Please come later. We need to count it for you."

The waiter thought Hanfeng wanted to continue saving money, so he was used to it and prepared to walk back, but he suddenly realized that after Hanfeng nodded seriously, he hurried into the inner room with some cold sweat.

"Uh, Hanfeng, how much did you win the arena? Why do I think the man's face was a little ugly just now?" Ryan asked Hanfeng with some strangeness.

"I don't know, I think about it. I seem to have participated in sixty or seventy gladiators. Later, Sheila came and beat Sheila to win every time she won the money. I think there should be hundreds of thousands." Han Feng recalled uncertainly.

"Wow! Hundreds of thousands! Give me Hanfeng! I have a housekeeper, who can help you manage the money! I really want to sleep on gold coins like Uncle Pu!" Ryan rushed to Hanfeng and stared at Hanfeng with his eyes shining.

Everyone felt chills. Is the cold wind the dragon clan or Ryan the dragon clan? Is Ryan also the bloodline of the dragon clan?

"Boss! It's not good! That cold noodles need to withdraw money and cash out all of them." The waiter ran into the surveillance room in a cold sweat.

"Hey! Why did you suddenly need to withdraw money? It's so miserable. Go to Diandian, how much money does he have in the arena?" The owner, who was originally sitting in front of the magic screen, was also surprised.

"I have already ordered it, a total of 8.796,733 gold coins. The prize money only accounts for less than one million, and the other money is the money won by Gambling Ao Yan, and he won 69 games in a row. Especially in the first dozen games, he basically won by defeating Ao Yan alone, and hundreds of thousands of people's money was earned by him alone." The waiter handed the account book in his hand to the owner.

"Good guy! It's so cruel. How much money is left in our vault?"

"We have about 10 million in cash in our vault, but if we pay the cold noodles, we won't have to do anything else in the past few months, and the funds will definitely not turn over well."

"Okay, I understand. You go down. You can get three million magic crystal cards first. I will deal with this matter myself." The boss thought for a while, put the account book aside, continued to drink a sip of tea, and fell into deep thought.

"Yes." The waiter responded with confidence and stepped back.

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