382 The Goblin’s Money-Making Routine

Soon, a hundred enthusiastic melee professionals who signed up were selected and put into the arena with a ring wall as the first batch of participants.

"Hula, hula..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Come on, come on, someone is here!"

David was a mercenary warrior who had recently wandered into the Norman Kingdom. After this guy entered the internal arena from the underground passage, he looked at the surrounding walls that were more than ten meters high and the group of enthusiastically shouting spectators above. , a bad feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

He looked at the nearby contestants and found that everyone was only wearing a simple pair of standard sleeveless leather armor at this time. There were no weapons in their hands, and none of them knew what competition event should be held next.

"Boom!"

Sensing the iron frame door suddenly falling behind him, the mercenary soldier David suddenly approached a muscular man and suggested in a low voice: "Jones, how about we come together later?"

"Um?"

When Jones heard this, the flesh on his face twitched a few times, and his expression was very resistant, as if he was unwilling to get together with a weakling like David.

But before he could refuse, David continued quickly: "The competition items have not been announced yet, but seeing that the Black Dragon King likes excitement, he will definitely not let us compete in pairs to eliminate..."

Jones, who was originally confident that he would definitely win in a one-on-one duel, was suddenly shocked. He quickly glanced at the people nearby and found that they had gathered together and seemed to have formed various teams. This was extremely disadvantageous for him who was good at working alone.

"Okay, now you are responsible for recruiting people for our team. We will do the rest after we win the melee..." Jones quickly agreed to David's proposal and asked him to be responsible for recruiting people to join their team.

…

At this time, on the high platform, the little black dragon looked for a while at the very nervous professionals below who were starting to form their own groups, and suddenly turned to look at Leon standing next to it and sneered: "Hehehehe, brave Leon... "

Gan, this villain has indeed begun to settle accounts again!

"King, you know, I was just performing with you..." Leon turned to look at the black dragon and forced a smile, but he was cursing secretly in his heart and decided to kill Hans if he had the chance in the future. That great scourge.

"Jie Jie Jie, dragon-slaying warrior?"

Hearing the villain's teasing words again and looking at its black claws reaching towards him, the smile on Leon's face could no longer be stretched.

"Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation..."

"Okay, you don't need to explain!" The little black dragon's claws clicked on his shoulders.

Just when Leon thought he was going to be unlucky again, he found that the evil dragon just pushed him off the platform with force, and then let him go this time with a light word:

"The first official competition is about to begin. Now it's up to you to be the referee!"

Bang!

The fighting spirit in Leon suddenly burst out, and then he fell steadily from the platform more than ten meters high.

He stood in the ring and was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, with a dark face, he cursed in his heart: This damn bastard, he should be a referee when he is a referee, but at least he should mention the competition items first...

Leon raised his head and glanced at the black dragon lying on the platform above, looking at him expectantly, and suddenly his whole body shuddered.

Forget it, it’s just a competition event, just arrange it casually. If the bastard was asked to name a few atrocious projects, it would be even more difficult to end it.

"Dong dong dong..."

Leon thought about bursting out his fighting spirit again, and walked step by step in front of the group of contestants. He suppressed them all with overwhelming momentum and suddenly said:

"The first competition begins now, the unrestricted fighting melee: there is only one rule. The last person standing on the competition field is the winner of this competition!"

However, just after Leon announced the competition items and rules, the group of contestants did not move. Instead, they all stared at him intently.

Seeing these guys all staring at him with eager expressions, Leon was stunned for a moment in confusion, and then added with a dark face:

"Let's get started, why are you watching me? I am the referee of your competition and will not participate in your competition. You are not allowed to attack the referee during the competition! Anyone who violates this will be disqualified on the spot!"

boom!

Just when Leon said that he was not a contestant, everyone heaved a sigh of relief and seemed a little disappointed at the same time. They quickly looked away from Leon. After looking at each other for a while, they suddenly waved their fists and started messing with each other. Fight together.

"Jones, come together!"

The mercenary warrior David said something, and followed the tall Jones and rushed towards a nearby team with a small number of people.

Boom boom boom boom...

The audience on the field was too far away and did not seem to hear clearly what Leon said about the rules of the game. However, after watching the group of participating professionals beating each other with bare hands, they all suddenly let out a wave of displeasure when they realized what was happening. The ground hissed and shouted.

"Shh..."

None of these weapons were used by anyone. After a long fight, no one died. Those who didn’t know better thought they were here to watch children fight!

"Garbage, garbage..."

"Damn it, what's so good about fists?"

"Change it, change it!"

Most of these contestants were second- and third-level professionals. Although a few were unlucky enough to be knocked unconscious on the ground, the rest were rough-skinned and thick-skinned guys. It was really difficult to use fists in a short time. Knock the opponent to the ground.

Whoosh whoosh!

Hearing the angry shouts from the audience, before Leon could recover, countless messy weapons suddenly fell from the sky, and the little black dragon's unique low-voiced scream remained in the air:

"Jie Jie Jie, the damage without weapons is indeed not enough... Now that weapons are here, the competition enters the bloody second stage!"

With the appearance of the weapons, the people who were originally fighting each other quickly separated and rushed towards the locations where the various weapons fell.

"kill!"

With the emergence of various weapons, the battle quickly entered a cruel stage where blood and flesh were flying everywhere.

Whoosh!

When Jones, who was tall and muscular, grabbed a strange-looking machete, he found a guy behind him holding a spear and sprinting towards his position crazily.

Damn it!

Jones was startled. He quickly turned his sword to block the spear that was stabbing him from the back. Then he raised his foot and kicked the insidious guy.

Whoosh!

The guy with the gun was an agile young man. He quickly turned sideways to avoid Jones' flying kick.

"Damn, you dodged pretty quickly!"

Jones cursed angrily and continued to chase after him, not wanting to give him the distance to use his spear.

"kill!"

Fortunately, the guy who made the sneak attack wasn't as powerful as him. The two sides fought fiercely for a while, and Jones seized the opportunity to chop his opponent to the ground.

"Okay, stop!"

Just as Jones was chopping for a while and preparing to cut off the man's head, a lance suddenly blocked in front of his big knife.

"Well, Leon?" Feeling the huge vibration coming from the broadsword, Jones looked at the guy who made the move in surprise, and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"

"One, two, three! Out!"

After referee Leon stopped Jones from continuing to chop randomly, he did not respond to Jones' doubts. He suddenly said something coldly to the guy who was felled to the ground, and then threw a red card there. On the guy on the ground.

Taking advantage of the referee's opportunity to stop him, Jones, who had just cut down one person, looked around and realized that the situation seemed a little bad.

It turned out that just as he was grabbing weapons and cutting down others, all the people in his temporary team were also cut down on the ground.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

After seeing many contestants being chopped down on the ground, there were sudden bursts of strange noises in the arena.

A group of demon dragons with strips of cloth tied on their heads and red crosses painted on the strips suddenly emerged from the underground passage with a roar.

They came in groups of four, carrying simple wooden frames and quickly emerged through the fighting crowd, taking away the injured guys who fell to the ground, and then...

"Ooooo, dear professional, are you awake?"

David opened his eyes in a daze and saw that he was in a simple stone room. A group of black goblins in white coats were talking around him. There were also many unlucky people lying around him who didn't know whether to live or die. .

"You were injured and defeated in the competition, and we rescued you from the arena. Now please pay the treatment fee immediately..."

The group of goblins didn't even give him a chance to figure out the situation. They simply said something and all reached out to ask him for money.

"But..." David looked at the wounds that were bandaged randomly on his body, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, "Didn't we already pay the registration fee of one gold coin?"

"You also know that is the registration fee?" said the group of goblins in white coats, suddenly picked up various scalpels, scissors, pliers, hammers and other tools and kept dancing, as if they were making some kind of threatening move .

Then he urged loudly: "Hurry up, pay the money, ten gold coins for treatment!"

"What, ten gold coins? Damn it, you are blackmailing me!"

David struggled angrily and tried to sit up from the wooden frame, but found that his body was now in a weak state due to injuries.

"Oh, oh, oh, we dark goblins can be a tribe directly descended from the Black Dragon King, but you stupid human wants to default on your debt?"

A goblin with a black forehead said loudly, and suddenly shouted towards the door:

"Come here, write down his accounts and the interest!"

"It just so happens that the mines on the mountains outside the city are short of people. You damn deadbeats, just send them all to the mountains to mine and pay off your debts!"

Mining?

After hearing what these damn greedy goblins said, David's expression suddenly changed, and his face, which was already pale due to excessive blood loss, became even paler.

In recent times, the mines outside the city have become a terrifying area for them. It is said that the guys who are sent to the mines to mine are all enslaved by the group of smelly kobolds inside, working day and night deep underground. Mines are being mined everywhere, and no one has come out alive yet.

"Wait, I'll pay!"

After David finished speaking in horror, he groped around on his body for a while, and suddenly found that his money bag seemed to be missing.

"Damn it, did you bastards steal my purse!"

Whoosh whoosh!

"Ooooo, are you kidding me? You shameless human dares to slander our great dark goblin?" said these black-hearted goblins in white robes, and quickly pressed various surgical tools against the mercenary David's body. , watching him keep sneering, "You poor guy obviously doesn't have a money bag at all. We already found it clearly when we treated you just now!"

Imagining a bunch of goblins' dirty hands touching his body, David suddenly shuddered: "Damn it, you damn goblins! How dare you touch me while I'm unconscious?"

"Idiot, do you know any medical skills? How can I know the injured area on your body without touching it! That is a very normal professional operation for us! Okay, stop inking, you are a mercenary bastard, are you willing to pay for the treatment? "

The goblins talked in a flurry and continued to urge David to hand over the medical expenses.

"Hehehe, if you are not willing to pay, our kobold companions outside the city have already said that the mines are in urgent need of miners..."

"Wait a minute, I won't go to the mine!" Faced with the terrifying threat from the mine, David had to make a compromise with tears in his eyes. "When I signed up for the competition just now, I kept a handful worth of one hundred gold coins in the preparation room. The elite long sword can be temporarily given to you to offset the treatment fee..."

"Elite sword?"

The eyes of the goblins surrounding David lit up, and they quickly sent out a small demon dragon running around with a money bag in its mouth. It took David's number plate to the preparation room and retrieved his weapon, the long sword.

Gan, you bastards, how dare you say you didn’t take my money bag?

Ding ding ding!

The goblin with the black forehead didn't care about David's anger. He struck it a few times with his weapon and suddenly spoke: "Well, a broken sword with a rusty handle. We goblin doctors will eat some today." Damn, I’ll give you a gold coin!”

"What?" After hearing what the black-hearted goblin said, David's eyes widened with anger. "Damn it, I bought this sword just a few days ago. It's obviously worth a hundred gold coins, but you bastards are actually opening your eyes. Telling lies with your eyes open?"

"Huh? One hundred gold coins? It seems that our patient has injured his eyes and can no longer see clearly!" Hei E sneered a few times, and suddenly made a fist and hit David's eyes hard. "He needs to continue to receive good treatment. one time!"

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!

"Woooo, don't treat him, don't treat him, I'll give you the weapon as ten gold coins..." After some enthusiastic treatment, the screaming David finally had to sell his precious weapon at a low price. .

After paying the "treatment fee", David did not dare to stay in the treatment room anymore. He struggled to crawl out of the treatment room regardless of the enthusiastic efforts of those black-hearted goblins to stay.

After seeing the sun in the sky outside again, David, who was a little more awake, suddenly felt that they had been completely tricked, and unknowingly they had been tricked by those damn goblins out of the last copper coin they had...

"Damn it, what kind of dark world is this!"

"You have to pay a fee to enter this arena. The casino is cracking down on match-fixing. You have to pay a gold coin for the competition. After being injured and fainting, not only was the money bag stolen from him, but he was also forced to pay high-priced medical bills for treatment..."

"With this one-stop service... who can stand it?"

"Black, it's so dark. It's indeed the world-famous evil black dragon! It's so bad that pus oozes from the soles of your feet..."

David, who felt a chill in his bones, trembled for a while, but for some reason he didn't leave directly. Instead, he struggled to crawl back to the seat he originally got after buying the ticket, and stared blankly at the increasingly fierce competition below. fight.