Chapter 514 Bloody Arena

Chen Ke didn't like this atmosphere.

In the 600-square-meter underground space, only the wire cage ring in the center of the venue was illuminated by eight headlights. The distance between the ring and the stands is about two or three meters, and they are surrounded by trapezoidal seats on all sides.

This trapezoidal seat is very simple, with a total of six floors, barely enough room for people to sit down, and everyone is close together, looking very awkward.

Hall was sitting on the right side of Chen Ke, surrounded by darkness, and people were entering the venue. It was not as noisy as the black boxing venue in the movie, but no one was talking here.

This is what the black man called an underground fighting venue. It is cleaner than Chen Ke imagined, but it is not a serious fighting venue.

As long as you observe a little, you will find that there are barbs on the wire mesh of the iron cage, and the surrounding spectators also hold a small red ticket in their hands. Under the bright lights, there were traces of blood on the white arena floor.

A white man wearing a peaked cap was walking through the audience, recording something in a small notebook. He wrote quickly while taking banknotes from the hands of the spectators. Obviously, this is a gamble.

Hall bumped Chen Ke's shoulder and handed the phone to Chen Ke.

He took it and looked at it, and found that Hall had written something in a text message. He was afraid that the surroundings were too strict and the onlookers were crowded together, so some words would be difficult to say.

"Where did you hide the gun when you came in after being searched just now?"

Chen Ke smiled. With the dimensional pocket, he could take his gun wherever he wanted.

"I hid it in my pants pocket."

Chen Ke typed a line of text and returned the phone to Hall.

"No matter where you are hiding, don't get excited later."

Hall laughed and typed another line.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Ke replied.

"You don't want to kill everyone here, do you?"

Hall typed.

Chen Ke held his mobile phone and glanced left and right at the ring. His spiritual vision penetrated the wall and saw the outline of the players' lounge. Although there were many spectators in the venue, and the human silhouettes had an overlapping influence, he could still barely see a contestant sitting on a bench in the left and right aisles, waiting.

"That depends on the specific situation."

Chen Ke typed.

Hall was a little nervous. Although he was not a good guy, he couldn't do things like killing people on the street. This place was full of people from underground black boxing forces. Hall was very afraid that Chen Ke wouldn't be able to hold back and offend the local smugglers.

"Lucina won't suffer here, she has the ability to deal with those men." Hall did not type this time, but whispered directly.

"It has nothing to do with whether she can win, I just don't want others to touch her." Chen Ke shook his head.

At this time, the man in the peaked hat slowly moved along the narrow aisle between the seats to be around Chen Ke and the others. The spectators all took out banknotes to place bets. The chips were not many, only about 100 to 200 yuan.

"Do you want to bet?" Peaked Hat collected the money and asked Chen Ke while recording.

Hall shook his head.

"Who are the boxers in the next match?" Chen Ke asked.

"Hey, it's the locomotive and the hungry shark." The duck cap said.

"That's...?" Chen Ke didn't recognize this nickname.

"Locomotive is a retired P.W.A.T member. Hungry Shark used to be a construction worker. You lose more when betting on Hungry Shark. Do you want to place a bet?" the duck cap asked.

"Forget it this time, I heard there will be a female boxer." Chen Ke said.

"Oh...it turns out you were waiting for that game." The peaked hat said.

"Look forward to it." Chen Ke said.

"I understand you, man, who doesn't like watching hot chicks, but that's the third game. The wild tigress versus the human jackhammer." Cap laughed.

"Did they come up with these nicknames themselves, or did you help them come up?" Chen Ke frowned.

"Of course we named it. The players only care about money. And they don't know how to package themselves. It is necessary to have an impressive nickname." Duck Cap said.

"Then I will...wait quietly." Chen Ke said.

The peaked cap moved towards the seat at the far end, temporarily leaving Chen Ke and Hall.

What followed was a long wait. Before Lucina came on stage, he had to watch two bloody fights. To be honest, if Chen Ke before time travel came to watch this game, he might also find it exciting and frightening. .

But now, he just feels bored.

This match was just as he expected. It was not a formal technical fight. There was no protection for the boxers. The venue was even designed to deliberately injure the boxers.

There are no rules, and any fight is fine. The boxers don't wear gloves or protective equipment, and directly fight with bare upper body and bare fists. The sound of fists hitting muscles echoes in the room, accompanied by rough roars and gasps.

As a former P.W.A.T member, Locomotive is slightly superior in fighting skills. However, he must have drained the water and no longer has psychic powers. Facing the hungry shark that is stronger than himself, he is quickly defeated.

Chen Ke watched the locomotive being pushed against the iron cage by the hungry shark and punched countless times. The muscles on his back were bruised by the barbs on the wire. He protected his head, and his abdominal muscles were turned purple by the heavy punches of the hungry shark. , vomiting everything in his stomach on the ring.

"Damn, it's so exciting...Chen Ke, do you like this sport?" Hall rubbed his hands and shouted along with the surrounding audience, seeming to have forgotten the purpose of coming here.

"You said Lucina has been here before?" Chen Ke asked.

"Not here, but almost. She came here secretly without Heinard's knowledge." Hall said.

"Does she need money?" Chen Ke asked again.

Postmen specialize in robbing holy objects. Everyone can get a lot of money by selling them. There is no need to come here to make money, right?

"It's not about money. I told you, Lucina is a very sensitive woman. She is only rough on the skin, but she is delicate on the inside." Hall said.

"Are you kidding me... Unless she is invincible, she must have suffered in the cage." Chen Ke shook his head.

"I don't know. She can handle it herself every time." Hall said.

"Huh..." Chen Ke sighed, and his muscles tensed up. He made up his mind to take Lucina away as soon as she came on stage. Anyone who dared to block the way would be killed with moonlight.

"Chen Ke, don't get excited. She can take care of herself this time. We just need to wait for her to vent, then find her and take her away. Instead of worrying about Lucina, it is better to mourn for the guy called the human electric drill..." Hall said.

Half an hour passed.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..." The white boxer was face-pressed against the wire mesh, screaming in pain.

Behind him, the black boxer was grabbing his arm and pushing him against the wire mesh, the barbs piercing deep into his flesh, and his chest muscles were rubbed bloody.

In the previous match, Hungry Shark won without a doubt. He fought with Locomotive for four rounds and finally defeated him completely. In fact, in the first two rounds, Locomotive was already a half-dead man.

Chen Ke had already seen that the match here was completely selling the boxers' suffering as a selling point. The bloodthirsty people of the United Federation liked to watch such things. The competitiveness of the match was not important. The gods even gambling was just an appetizer. The real meal was the bloody appearance of the boxers and their wailing.

"Well... a bunch of perverts." Chen Ke said silently.

Hall had already discovered that Chen Ke did not like such a place and did not care about the match, so he restrained himself a little and just watched quietly.

The wait was long. When the black man stepped on the white man on the ground, the fourth round finally ended.

These two matches took a little over an hour, and the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. No, it should be said that this was a fake fight...

Because Chen Ke saw through his psychic vision that the locomotive was dividing the money with some people in the lounge. Although it was a fake match, the injuries on his body were real. Even if he got tens of thousands of dollars, he would have to return a lot to the hospital, or... just hold on?

This made Chen Ke have to think about what the public officials of the Administration are like after retirement. P.W.A.T retired personnel have to fight fake fights to make money. How miserable is this?

"It's started... Look, it's Lucina." Hall bumped into Chen Ke and reminded him.

Chen Ke looked up and saw a boxer on each side of the ring. The woman on the left was Lucina.

She wore a red belly-baring vest and black shorts, her hair tied into a ponytail, and her chocolate-colored skin and angular muscle lines showed complex shadows under the light.

The boxer on the other side was a black man, who looked similar to the black man in the second match. After all, who can tell the difference between black people? This must be the human electric drill...

After seeing Lucina, the audience shouted excitedly, all with insults and insulting words.

"Fuck this little bitch!"

"Let her have a taste of pain!"

These voices made Chen Ke irritable, his eyes fixed on the human electric drill, a murderous aura lingering behind him.

"Chen Ke...don't get excited, she can handle it." Hall said.

Chen Ke ignored Hall, and when the venue staff was about to announce the start of the game, he suddenly stood up and walked towards the iron cage.