Chapter 524 525. What About the Security Guards? Where Is the Security Guards?

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As he said that, the commentator also put on a pose that made people's blood pumping, as if Yang Ming could do whatever he wanted with her as long as he nodded his head.

Yang Ming is not Chu Ge now, not to mention that he is very clear about the nature of the people in the Slaughter City. With a chuckle, he refused:

"No, you should help me find a place to stay. Of course, before that, you take me to the killing field of hell. I want to go there and see it."

A look of disappointment flashed in the instructor's beautiful eyes.

It's been a long time since she has seen such a young, handsome, and generous local tyrant like Yang Ming. She thought she could betray some of his looks and drain his wallet, but she didn't expect the other party to be so cautious, or in other words, his upper body Thoughts, there is no way to lower your body?

Shaking her head slightly, the girl in black gauze swept away the random thoughts in her mind, and then said solemnly:

"You just came to the killing capital, and you plan to go to the killing field of hell? Don't you think about it again?"

"You know, it's a burial place. Many people go in there every year, but less than one tenth of them come out alive. It's also the place where the population of our killing capital is the easiest to reduce."

"Although everyone is required to enter the killing field of hell once a year, as long as they can pass one battle, they can live in the killing capital for another year, but most people avoid that place for a year. I’ll go in at the end, or make a living by donating two Bloody Marys every month.”

As a commentator, the black-veil girl fulfilled her duties.

However, she has her own little calculations in her persuasion so patiently.

Who told Yang Ming to look like a character who is stupid and quick to make money?

"Take me there." Yang Ming said firmly.

It was going to rain, and Niang was going to get married. Seeing Yang Ming's firm attitude, the guide shrugged slightly and let him do whatever he wanted.

A man and a woman, one in front and one behind, walked through the streets and alleys, going deep into the city.

Along the way, Yang Ming received scrutiny from the people around him from time to time, and he himself measured the place from the corner of his eye.

In many dark corners, there were people in ragged clothes leaning their backs against the wall, looking skinny and frightened. Eyes on every pedestrian coming and going.

These people are cowardly people who dare not go to the killing fields of hell to earn a chance to survive. They can only survive by drawing two cups of Bloody Mary every month.

Yang Ming noticed before that a glass of Bloody Mary contains at least 300ml.

Calculated on the basis of a 60-kg adult male, there are about 4,000 milliliters of blood in the body. Bloody Marys are drawn twice a month, which is 600 milliliters, and nearly one-sixth of the total blood volume in the body is donated.

Of course, although there are many ordinary people who can enter the Slaughter City, there are also soul masters. As the level of soul masters continues to increase, they have been extracted by soul power over the years, and the blood volume in their bodies has increased.

However, even so, drawing 600 milliliters of blood a month is very unacceptable for most soul masters below the thirtieth level of soul master.

Once the blood is drawn, the blood energy in the body will decrease, the energy will be weak, the strength will decrease, and there will be no courage to enter the hell killing field, and then sell the blood of the body again, and then become weaker, and will only enter a vicious circle.

Of course, Yang Ming didn't mean to pity these people.

After all, the vast majority of people here are criminals and villains outside, and the crimes they committed can be said to be death a thousand or ten thousand times.

Yang Ming was just surprised that this was a rule deliberately set by the speaker of the killing capital.

Because he can sense in the dark that these people are constantly exuding various negative emotions, and then this negative emotion, which is difficult to see with the naked eye, is continuously absorbed by this world, as if something is secretly gestating thing.

Reminiscent of the reasons for the formation of the killing capital...

Yang Ming's eyes are deep, this point is really frightening to think about.

The God of Douluo Dalu may not be as simple as he imagined.

The Killing City is divided into an inner city and an outer city.

The outer city is not the real capital of killing. Those who survived by contributing Bloody Mary can only be allowed to live in the outer city, where they are not allowed to kill at will.

Only those warriors who survived the killing fields of hell are qualified to live in the inner city. However, the inner city is a place without rules, and they will face greater dangers and be tested by death at all times.

Along the way, the guide devoted himself to his duties and kept telling Yang Ming the basic information about the Killing City.

As we go deeper into the city, there are more and more pedestrians on the road, but almost everyone has unhealthy paleness on their faces, like walking dead zombies, while more people are skinny and walk a step It's all choking.

Cooking smoke curled up, and the smell of rice was tangy.

Yang Ming noticed that there were row-style black stone houses standing on both sides of the street. The shape was very simple, just like the slums in the previous Asan Kingdom, and there was a long line of skinny people with dirty faces and dull eyes. , waiting for the food to be distributed, and what they ate was also very simple, just lumps of unknown substances, which looked disgusting, but exuded a weird fragrance.

It has to be said that even pigs eat more feed than these people.

On the contrary, the people here have long been used to it, they are not picky about the food at all, they will gobble up the food on the spot, for fear of being snatched away by others.

This is no joke.

Yang Ming really saw a slightly stronger villain, probably just a few months after the blood was drawn, relying on his own strength, snatched the chaff from another villain who was much weaker than him, and ate happily. The villain who was robbed of his job did not get the sympathy of the people around him at all, but instead welcomed more people laughing and cursing.

Chaos, evil, ruthless, indifferent.

All kinds of sick people and sick behaviors have formed a deformed ecological circle in the outer city of the killing capital.

The eye of reincarnation is known as the eye of creation, which helps Yang Ming see many unknown things. Seeing countless negative emotions being absorbed by this world, a faint light flashed in Yang Ming's eyes.

After walking for more than half an hour, Yang Ming marveled at the abnormal ecology of the city along the way, and followed the guide unknowingly to a city wall.

Compared with the outer wall of the Slaughter City, this city wall is not high, the highest point is only about ten meters, and it looks in disrepair. moss.

But the interesting thing is that no one dared to climb over the wall, or come out, or go in.

Behind this city wall is the inner city of the killing capital.