Chapter 131 Meeting again

Perhaps the civilization process of this world is full of blood, perhaps it is that personal strength can play a decisive role at all levels. In addition to general entertainment facilities such as sensuality, dogs and horses, almost every city has facilities such as boxing rings, and its cruelty is far greater than that of the black market boxing rings that An Fei has seen.

The last game was over, four human slaves were torn into pieces by a werewolf, the ring was filled with blood, and the internal organs of the human body were scattered in every corner of the ring. Not only men but women were watching the fight, they were all excited and cheering for the bloody scenes. If it weren't for Black Eleven and Chris Ding sitting beside them, An Fei would almost suspect that he was attending the party held by the vampires.

Killing is not a kind of enjoyment, but a means of protecting oneself. An Fei has always believed this. Although he is disgusted, An Fei can understand those crazy people. I think that when the Roman gladiatorial are just built, the enthusiasm of those citizens to watch the gladiator is not worse than here!

Being good at understanding others is An Fei's strength. In general, the specific reasons can be found for weird behaviors. He will not be surprised by anything. This strength allows him to more carefully understand other people's psychological activities, including enemies.

"Is there anything else... more polite?" An Fei asked with a frown. Although he was a murderer, every action was made with a reason and purpose, and he could never appreciate death from a pleasant perspective. So he was a little disgusted, not only disgusted with the boxing ring, but also disgusted with the atmosphere in this Angel Love Hotel.

"Do you want to go to the theater?" Black Eleven showed a strange smile.

"There are also theaters here? What are the uses for?" An Fei was stunned.

“A place for bards to perform.”

"Is that good?" An Fei smiled: "If I lose my job in the future, I know where to go to make a living."

"What? Do you want to be a bard?" Black Eleven heard An Fei's voice over and asked in a daze. As long as someone who knows An Fei a little, he would never think An Fei would be a bard!

"I have the potential to be a bard, because I have many stories here." An Fei smiled and pointed to his head: "The Camellia woman, Faust, Madam Butterfly, Carmen, Romeo and Juliet, I can guarantee that every story will become a classic!"

"I think you have the potential to brag." Black Eleven wouldn't believe An Fei's words.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became frenzy. Many men and women stood up from their seats. Some guests threw the wine bottles heavily on the ground, and some overturned the table. Some were standing on the table. Some maids actually threw away their work, jumping in place, screaming, and gradually, the voices gathered together: "Katuru, Katulu, Katulu..."

"What is Katulu?"

"It's a terrifying monster." Black Eleven smiled bitterly, "You'll know after a while."

A huge magical eternal lamp over the boxing ring was lit, indicating that the highlight show, which only performed three times a year in Angel Love Hotel, was opened. The curtains on both sides were lifted up, and the contestants of the highlight appeared.

Looking from An Fei's direction, from the left side of the boxing ring was a werewolf with a height of more than 2.5 meters and a light golden shimmer. Compared with the werewolf An Fei had seen, the height difference between the two waswolves was very big. The height of the ordinary werewolf was only about 1.8 meters and nine meters, and most of the hair was gray, brown, and black. This external difference was not the most noticeable. Ordinary werewolfs were irritable and cruel. When they walked into the boxing ring, they always looked eager to try, and even tried to attack the guards who were escorting themselves. An Fei looked very calm when he saw the werewolf. In fact, the werewolf didn't need to do any movement. Just looking at the pupils that shrank into smaller than soybeans, you could feel a sense of cruelty that penetrated into the bones.

There were three women walking out of the curtain on the other side. Walking in the middle with a golden crown was a female elf, and walking on both sides of the elf were two human female swordsmen. The eyes of the three women were filled with despair that could not be dissolved, and An Fei could even see that they were trembling clearly.

The escorts of the two groups of players are also very different. Although the players are wearing the Forbidden Demon Bracelet, behind the werewolf, there is actually a high-level magician and two intermediate-level magicians. Behind the three women, there are only two low-level sword masters.

No need to wait until both sides take action. Just look at these, An Fei already understood that those three women are definitely not the opponents of werewolf! What else is the meaning of such a gladiator?

The contestants all walked into the ring. The high-level magician and assistants began to set up magic circles. Then a swordsman walked into the ring to check the forbidden magic bracelet on the werewolf, then turned around and opened the three female forbidden magic bracelets. Finally, he walked back and pulled off the werewolf's apron and let him stand naked in the ring.

The guests let out deafening shouts and screams: "Fuck them to death, fuck them to death!!"

The elf had already pulled out his long bow and pointed the arrow at the werewolf opposite from him. The two female swordsmen also drew out their long swords and were ready for battle. Although the werewolf still carried the magic bracelet and they could fight with all their might, they still had no momentum, and the despair in their eyes became stronger and stronger.

"This is what you call the upper class? This is what you call the performance that ordinary people are not qualified to enjoy?" An Fei said sarcastically.

"An Fei, let's go back." Chris Ding was already feeling uncomfortable.

"I have put a lot of effort into bringing you here." Black Eleven smiled bitterly: "Don't look at them being very crazy now. After walking out of this hall, they will become more polite than the other. When they see beggars, they will give generously and cry for the misfortune of others. An Fei. This is just a performance! There will be such performances in every city. You can't care about so many things, and you have no right to care about them. Many nobles like to watch these."

"The market can decide everything, I know this." An Fei smiled and stood up: "I can't control others, but I can control my own eyes. No one can force me to stay here, right?"

"I finally found someone who shares the same language as me." A crisp voice rang behind An Fei: "The air here is full of ugliness and blasphemy. This gentleman... Huh? We seem to have seen it somewhere?"

An Fei turned around slowly and smiled and said, "This lady, we have seen this outside the city of Baishan City. I was impulsive and offended you."

"Do you still remember me?" Ha Na smiled slightly.

"Your beauty is unforgettable. Maybe I will forget my hometown, but I will not forget you."

"You really know how to talk." Hana looked at Black Eleven and Chris Ting: "Don't you introduce your friends?"

"Hello, madam, my name is Chris Ding." Chris Ding stood up politely.

Black Eleven also stood up: "Hello. My name is Amon."

"I'm very happy to know you." Ha Na nodded and said, "My name is Ha Na."

At this time, the siege on the ring had already begun. The elf and two female swordsmen hugged each other, guarding the corner of the ring, resisting the werewolf's attack. Wearing the forbidden magic bracelet would cause great inconvenience. In a brief contact, the werewolf had suffered two minor injuries, while the three women were still intact, but the initiative was still firmly controlled by the werewolf.

"Where is your name? Is it confidential?" Ha Na looked at An Fei with a smile.

"My name is An Fei, Ha Na? Your name is as attractive as your appearance." An Fei smiled.

"Look at what you said." Ha Na gently covered her mouth with her hand: "I happened to have something to do today. I won't bother you three. I'll invite you three to visit my house another day, I hope you won't refuse."

"That's my honor." An Fei nodded.

"By the way, where are you living now?"

“Tuna Hotel.”

"Ha Na." An old man in his fifties called out in the distance.

"Sorry, I'm leaving." Ha Na smiled charmingly enough and then took two steps slowly.

"Please give me some advice."

When Ha Na's figure had already walked to the old man, Black Eleven frowned and asked, "An Fei, what is that woman going to do?"

"Who knows. It seems like I want to get in touch with us."

"Not with us, but with you." Chris smiled and said, "Her eyes are always on you, can't you see?"

"What an idiot!" Black eleven commented. Although he had not been in contact with An Fei for a long time, he also learned something. An Fei was completely different from an ordinary young man and would not be shaken by any female sex. Niya and Susanna's beauty is recognized by everyone, but An Fei ignored it. Even when he was teasing Susanna, he could see a deep calmness in An Fei's eyes. Even Susanna and Niya could not attract An Fei. That Ha Na was even more impossible, let alone An Fei knew about Ha Na's past slutty life. It was just a joke to want to approach An Fei with a female sex.

The situation in the boxing ring suddenly changed. The werewolf seized an opportunity to drag a female swordsman out of the defense circle, but the other two women knew the truth that the lips were dead and the teeth were cold. They rushed up to save the female swordsman back.
Chapter completed!