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Chapter 1231 fighting slave

13 hot dogs were eaten by Xiao Yuanchao within one minute, plus two thousand milliliters of mineral water. If he hadn't been afraid that he would die of suffocation, he would have continued to eat and drink. But even so, his stomach was already full.

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. I'm just hungry and thirsty." Xiao Yuanchao wiped his mouth and said to Tulips: "It's nothing unexpected. If you were me, you would do the same."

Tulips have never seen people who are hungry and eat wildly, and even have seen more people than Xiao Yuanchao. But she has never seen people who can eat so much in a minute, and she also drank two thousand milliliters of mineral water. The speed was simply beyond her perception, too fast, so fast that she could not imagine, and I really don’t know how this guy chewed it.

"Crazy! Crazy!"

Xiao Yuanchao slowly stood up and said to Tulip, "Okay, my strength has recovered a lot now. How do you hope I will kill my opponent? Or do you want to fight in a performance-oriented manner or just kill it simply?"

"It's okay." Tulip shook his whip gently, regaining his queen-like appearance, and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "As long as you can win, if you win, I will..."

"Don't say so much. It's better to do more than say more." Xiao Yuanchao shook his head and said with great pity: "I really don't know how you survived here. I'm so lucky. Is there anyone behind you who is right? There must be, otherwise you will definitely become the toys of those guys. This place is full of blood, and the taste of survival is so clear that it makes people feel like they want to fly and release it."

"Shut up! I'm not the kind of person who can survive here by relying on others. I'm relying on... Bastard, remember your identity, I'm your master, you're just my fighting slave, do you understand?" Tulip glared at Xiao Yuanchao and roared: "If you talk to me with this attitude again, I guarantee you will die miserably!"

Unfortunately, Tulip's anger was useless to Xiao Yuanchao at all, and she had already shown a clear erotic inner force. Under Xiao Yuanchao's eyes, what kind of woman is this? It's so easy to see through.

This tulip knows how to protect itself, but unfortunately it has been going downhill. It is not strong enough and too weak. Even if it can last for a while, it will sooner or later be someone else's meal. Just like the single lioness on the African grassland, it looks very terrible to open its teeth and claws, but without the protection of the lion group, it will sooner or later become the food in the mouth of the maned dog.

The rule of the food chain is that big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, and shrimp eat mud. It seems that it cannot be changed, but in fact, anything that restrains it will appear when it reaches its peak. For example, the regime is superior to the people, but it can be overthrown by the ruled people at any time; for example, the elephant in the animal playing chess can eat male lions and tigers, but it will eventually be eaten by mice.

The Grand Duke Ferdinand was shot and killed in the Sarajevo incident, triggering World War I. The source of the world war was just a shot and killed by an insignificant little person.

This is the law of the food chain. Xiao Yuanchao regarded himself as the mouse and as the little person who shot Ferdinand. And tulips were the prairie female lioness that was about to become the mouth of a maned dog.

"I am not your fighting slave, because your fighting slave brings you too limited, and I—" Xiao Yuanchao paused and said, "I can bring you more, more, more you can't imagine! How much money did you bet? Or is there any reservation? I would like to advise you, it's best to bet, because you only have three chances of making a big profit at most."

Xiao Yuanchao looked at Tulip with a smile, and the sound of announcing the fighter's appearance in the megaphone sounded in his ears. In this game, Tulip's people came on, that is, Xiao Yuanchao came on.

"Why... why do I believe you?" Tulip stared at Xiao Yuanchao.

She suddenly felt that this man might be right. This fighting slave seemed a little different from other fighting slaves. Although she didn't look very good, she just felt a different feeling.

"Because I am worthy of trust!" Xiao Yuanchao smiled brightly, turned around and dragged the chains toward the arena.

"Crazy! Crazy!"

The iron chain was pulled off on the ground and made a clattering sound. Tulip stared at Xiao Yuanchao's back, frowned tightly. She didn't raise the bet because there was nothing to add. The final point was because the fight here was not just money, but also status. When her fighting slave won a battle, she would bring her some points. When the points accumulated to a certain level, her status would rise. Money is very important, and status is more important. This is the class model of the pyramid.

The steel gate of the arena opened, Xiao Yuanchao walked into the arena and looked around with his eyes squinted.

This is a small arena, built according to the ancient Roman arena, but its scale is too small, at most only 2,000 square meters. In this area of ​​2,000 square meters, the stands are one step after another, and they come to watch the game, or scare gambling people. The venue for fighting is a 100 square iron cage, with axes, spears, machetes, steel pipes and other weapons neatly placed.

One south and one north, the weapons are exactly the same, for the fighting slaves inside to fight.

Two burly staff members removed the iron chains on Xiao Yuanchao's hands and feet so that he could pick up his weapons to fight. Of course, this was when the entrance was closed and when it entered the iron cage.

Being pushed into the iron cage, Xiao Yuanchao stared at another fighting slave a hundred meters away, standing there motionlessly.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The fighting slave let out a beast-like roar and stared at Xiao Yuanchao with his fierce and bloodthirsty eyes.

He is demonstrating, intimidating, and weakening his opponent's willpower to the greatest extent.

"This is a not-so-good duel. The fighting slaves of the Tulips family are a bit too bad, it's obvious."

"Of course, there is no one in this beautiful flower of tulip. If this game still fails, I'm afraid it will be relegated..." The two commentators chatted without hesitation, and their voices reached everyone's ears through the loudspeaker.

At the same time, in the control room at the core of the regional city, more than a dozen people were waiting silently, waiting to record all the traces of Xiao Yuanchao's battle.

"Gentlemen, ladies, today's gladiator is still very interesting. Its biggest highlight is..." The commentator shrugged and said, "Let's wait and see!"

"Hey, man, why don't you say it's interesting?" another commentator asked, covering his ***.

"The biggest highlight of it is that there is no highlight. How do you ask me to say it?" The commentator said to *** with helpless look on his face and said loudly to ***: "I announce that the fight has begun! Cover your wallet, open your eyes and see how hunting dogs hunt sick cats!"

The commentator announced the beginning and the battle in the iron cage began instantly.

"roar!!!"

The brutal fighting slave roared and charged towards Xiao Yuanchao, who was a hundred meters away, with an axe in his right hand and a machete in his left hand.

Xiao Yuanchao did not move, he did not move.

Outside the field, Tulip kept cursing: "Damn bastard, pick up the axe quickly, pick up the axe quickly!"

Unfortunately, Xiao Yuanchao was not as good as she wanted and was still standing there quietly.

Hundred meters, fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters, ten meters, five meters...

"Hey, Tulip's Fighter was frightened, haha."

"Now she has to fall to the black iron level and can never turn over again."

"Tulip, if you have a good sleep with me, I can give you a gold-level fighting slave, hahahaha..."

“…”

Everyone believed that Xiao Yuanchao was sure to lose, and the next step would be chopped in half by the axe, revealing the only highlight of the game: blood rushes!

"Swish!"

The fighting slave raised his axe and machete at the same time, and slashed hard at Xiao Yuanchao in front of him.

But at this moment, Xiao Yuan took a small step forward and retreated randomly.

A strange scene happened, and the fighting slave's axe did not fall down. He stood there blankly, as if suddenly turning into a stone sculpture.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Hurry up, what are you doing?"

“…”

A stream of red blood flowed out of the fighting slave's mouth and drizzled downwards. Then, his strong body collapsed downwards, lying on the ground and twitched wildly.

The fighting slave died? How did he die?

"Catch it, how did the red soldiers kill the other party?"

"I didn't see clearly."

"Replay, playback!"

"The angle is blocked!"

“…”
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