At this time, the bells rang out in the arena, and the gladiator jumped into the center of the arena with full vitality. It was a loud dwarf with a fiery red beard. Behind him were two women who were almost naked and covered with shiny oil on their bodies, shining like clouds stained with dew. Accompanied by the dwarf's exaggerated screams, they were also constantly making various tempting actions.

At this time, more than a dozen people began to wander in the arena and accept the bets from the audience. In the box on the second floor, some girls of various races came in. In addition to providing basic services such as serving tea and pouring water, they also had some other key services. For example, whenever the fight reached the bloodiest climax, there were always a few VIPs who were excited and were so angry that they directly pushed these girls down and fucked hard on the spot.

The arena is roughly a dent open space with a diameter of 20 meters, which is only one meter deep, and a low wall of half a meter is built around it. This is all the protection, so when the fight is the most intense, it often affects the nearest onlookers. This unexpected blood is also one of the attractions of the arena.

The private rooms on the second floor were already full, and Hovin, Huli, Karon and Mark all appeared in the private rooms, but the Thunder Hammer was gone. Richard observed Mark for an additional time.

The Blood Scythe Mark was extremely tall, with a twisted muscle like iron, and his chest was covered with a thick layer of black hair. His upper clothes were still open-breasted, naked like a medal. It seemed that he had either an orc or a barbarian bloodline. From the beginning, Mark, who was separated by a box, glared at Richard, and after talking to Huo Wen, Richard also began to observe Mark.

Unlike Mark, who was fierce and just jumped over to take action, Richard was very calm and calm, just moving his eyes little by little on Mark, not missing every detail. Whether he was glaring, roaring, or even the most obscene gesture, Richard just stared at Mark in his own way. The more Mark's movements, the bigger the information, the more detailed the information Richard got in the digital vision.

In the end, Mark couldn't stand Richard's gaze, so he cursed something viciously, and turned his gaze to the arena. No matter how crazy he was, he did not openly destroy the order, and he fought with an outsider in the stands of the arena. If he did that, he would provoke the most powerful thunder hammer in the camp. Of course, if the outsider could not stand the provocation and took action first, it would be another matter, but unfortunately the scene he expected did not appear.

The game has begun at this moment, and the end of the game is four human slave warriors, fighting a hungry demon bear. The battle soon begins to see blood, and as the demon bear cuts a warrior's chest and abdomen into climax. After a moment, the crazy demon bear has knocked all the warriors down and started chewing in front of everyone.

Blood was flowing, organs were dripping, and the crumbs were covered with bear's paws and fur on the edge of the mouth.

Such bloodiness made the cheers in the arena gather into heavy sounds, and the excited people could hardly find a more pleasant way to vent. An unlucky guy was pushed and accidentally fell into the venue from a low wall, which immediately attracted the attention of the demon bear. Amid his desperate and high-pitched screams, the demon bear rushed over and slapped half of his head with one claw! The audience on the first floor not only did not wince, but instead pushed each other, setting off a second wave of cheering.

The battle took place one round after another, and after a few battles, soldiers from various forces began to participate in the battle, and even the small leaders of two forces directly fought against each other.

Judging from the game in the arena, Hovin and Karon have a conflict, and Huli seems to have some disputes that need to be resolved urgently. In the end, although the orc under Thunder Hammer lost, the violent power also left a deep impression on people. Mark seemed to have a bad relationship with everyone.

When a dark-skinned man under Mark appeared, Richard called the maid and threw a gold coin on the tray in her hand, pointing at the dark-skinned gladiator and saying, "Buy him and lose this game!"

As an outsider, he sat directly into the box on the second floor. Richard attracted the attention of the audience. The light of the gold coins further strengthened this effect. At this time, the opponent of the black-skinned gladiator had not even made a appearance, and Richard bought him and lost. The targeting meaning was extremely obvious. There was a loud noise in the arena, and people started to talk.

Blood Scythe Make shot up like a knife and stared at Richard hard, but he was not as nagging as before the opening, without saying a word.

The battle began soon, and the black-skinned gladiator won the victory, and the gold coin of Richard was gone forever. Richard had already seen that the black-skinned gladiator was a level 10 warrior and was born with great strength. He was against an opponent who was only at level 8 and had no talent and ability, and could only fight bravely and with his life, so he could naturally win easily.

Blood Scythe Mark stared at Richard fiercely, roared proudly, pulled the maid over and pressed her on the guardrail, tore her skirt hard, entered her body with force, and then started to move vigorously.

Richard smiled, called the maid, pointed at the dark-skinned man in the field, and said, "Betting that he will lose in the next game!"

A loud bang, ten gold coins jumped on the tray that fell into the maid's hand. The leaping and shining light of the gold coins not only caught the eyes of everyone in the field, but also strangled Mark's bulge, making him forget to twitch for a while.

After a while, Mark realized what happened. In an instant, the huge humiliation drowned his reason. He suddenly pushed the girl away, pointed at Richard, and shouted hysterically: "I want to bet with you! Do you dare to send someone to fight my Black Death? I will give as much money as you pay!"

Richard smiled reservedly. At this moment, his expression was an absolute nobleman, with a graceful and faintly arrogance born of superiors, but it was not offensive: "Look at your courage! I thought you would say that you would double the bets I made. It turned out to be just one to one."

Mark's face flushed in an instant, then turned purple. With a clamor, he had already clasped the short sickle that he had made for his fame. The arena suddenly quieted down.

Richard couldn't sit still, and there was no sign of being alert for Mark's actions. He used his pair of slender and dazzling white hands to take out a purse, open it, dump it, and then a swathe of gold coins flowed out of the purse, piled up on the tray into a shining hill!

"Let's bet so much first, so that the gentleman won't lose all his pants to me. It seems that his thing hasn't been washed for a long time." Richard said lightly. In the quiet arena, his clear voice instantly came to everyone's ears. So countless eyes were concentrated on Mark's lower body. Because of repeated blows, his arrogant ** has shrunk to the extreme and is pitifully small.
Chapter completed!