Chapter 1127 Bloody Fighting Meeting 1

The Colosseum is located in the northwest of the city. It occupies a very large area, just like the Colosseum in Rome. These big guys were on the top floor.

Ma Ying said with a smile: "This time the gladiatorial meeting is completely open. In addition to our own gladiators, everyone can also send people to fight."

Zhao Yiming said with a smile: "You all have a big family and a big business, I am just a few people, it depends on your methods."

Everyone was complimenting each other here, and a fat man was already on the fighting stage, presiding over it loudly.

The fat man said with a smile: "Welcome everyone to participate in this gladiatorial conference. This time it is to celebrate our city, Sol City, and the Fantasy Blood Sea Gang has specially organized it. I hope everyone can have a good time.

Today's appetizer also kicks off our conference, these two beautiful female gladiators, they are Xu Haifang of the Rose City of Hell and Song Yulan, the flower of the devil. "

There was a burst of cheers from below. Zhao Yiming flipped through the picture album in his hand and soon saw the information about these two women. Both women came from failed families, and their cultivation was not weak.

And these two women are both beautiful. Only this kind of fight between beautiful women, this kind of destruction of beauty, can still arouse the most primitive desires in people's hearts.

The two women quickly entered the ring. They were wearing very little, only covering their private parts. Although their eyes looked ferocious, they were very hollow inside.

Zhao Yiming sighed softly and said: "It's really pitiful that two young ladies who are supposed to be as beautiful as jade are now having to fight bloody battles to attract everyone's attention."

Gai Zhewei said with a smile: "There is no way around this. Both of their families are in dire straits, but revitalizing the family requires a lot of money, so they can only do this kind of thing.

At least you can still eat with your fists this way. Although it is a bit bloody, you can keep your dignity. Those who donate their bodies for the sake of their family are even more miserable. "

There was a guy with a Mediterranean Sea on his head. He said with a smile: "This is their fate. Who can let the family fail to live up to expectations? Sometimes being a rich girl in such a family is worse than being a pariah since childhood."

Zhao Yiming glanced at this guy. This guy came from a big city and was also a relatively famous slave owner. His name was Qiu Zhiqiu. He was definitely not a good bird.

A smiling guy next to him said: "You bald guy, just have fun there! If you slave owners hadn't been obstructing it, how could many families have declined! Isn't it because you have a crush on a certain member of the family?" People just try to deal with them.”

This guy is a famous big pimp, and he is also the lord of another big city. His name is Guan Lin, and he is in the same boat as that guy.

Qiu Zhiqiu said with a smile: "If it weren't for guys like you to pimp me, even if I have good slaves, I wouldn't be able to sell them."

Just as these two guys were singing and harmonizing, the two women below were already fighting. These two women were both in the Holy Realm and both had the art of the Holy Body.

Xu Haifang's weapon was a long sword, and Song Yulan used a pair of Emei thorns. Both of them took the route of close combat, and soon left many scars on their bodies.

However, these two women didn't care at all, and they used all possible means to attack. Women really know women better, and they only attacked in hidden areas.

Zhao Yiming shook his head secretly when he saw it, especially the shouting audience below. These people kept shouting for more blood, as if the people on the field were not their own kind at all, but two beasts.

Xu Haifang already had several scars on her body, and she gradually became exhausted. The long sword in her hand couldn't help but slow down, and the opponent seized the opportunity and pierced her wrist with an Emei thorn.

After the long sword fell, Song Yulan's Emei thorn continued to press down, pinning the opponent's wrist to the ground. The other Emei thorn also quickly pierced the opponent's other wrist.

Xu Haifang's hands were nailed to the ground, and she kept struggling there. The opponent kicked her on the waist, breaking the entire waist bone, and then tore off the fig leaf from her body.

Picking up the long sword she just dropped on the ground, she stabbed it at the shameful place. She kept screaming there, and her voice became weaker and weaker, and there was no life left in the future.

Zou Xiaoyun said with a cold face: "That woman has gone too far. I can just kill her opponent. Why torture her so cruelly?"

Qiu Zhiqiu said with a smile: "Madam, I don't know. Only such cruel methods can arouse the desire in everyone's hearts, and naturally get more rewards."

Sure enough, as he said, many people shouted loudly, very satisfied with Song Yulan's performance, and kept saving money for him, which soon reached hundreds of thousands of taels of gold tickets.

Zhao Yiming shook his head secretly. Unexpectedly, in the crowd below, there was a very rich-looking guy who shouted loudly: "You are not cruel enough now. Next time, you will cut off her chest first and then rupture her belly." Come on, just kill her like this!"

Song Yulan's face turned pale. She was not willing to kill her opponent, but thinking about her prodigal father and the huge gambling debts, she could only do this.

She nodded slowly and said, "Thank you for your guidance, sir. I will do as you say that time."

The guy laughed and said, "I like obedient women like you. Don't be a gladiator here. I will take you in as my personal concubine. I will take care of any difficulties in your family."

Song Yulan's face became very wooden, but she still nodded. From a killing machine, it was not bad to become a canary.

Guan Lin said with a smile, "This woman has finally made it. She won't have to live such a bloody life in the future. I hope that old guy is not a pervert."

Zhao Yiming nodded. This is the real life. Life is full of helplessness, and they have no choice at all.

In the corner of the private room sat a very rich guy. This guy said with a smile, "Money is really a good thing. It can make many people give up their dignity.

So I think as long as I can get the money in my hand, it doesn't matter what means I use. I will not let go of anything that can be turned into money."

Zhao Yiming looked at the other party with a smile and said with a smile, "What you said makes sense. I haven't asked for your advice yet..."