A week passed in the blink of an eye, and the ring had widened into a thirteen-meter square ring.

There were no blocks around the ring, and some of them were sharp iron spikes spread on the ground.

In addition to the table, there will be four passages in the middle of the iron barb, and there are four iron cages inside.

Such a dress made Ye Chen frown, what kind of medicine did the prison warden buy in the gourd.

In the past few days, Scar has not made trouble, but every time he looks at each other, there is a smile in his eyes.

It was clear that he must know more than he did, but what it was, no one knew exactly.

"I've seen this ring!"

The dervish walked to Ye Chen's side, and when the curtain opened, he realized that something was wrong.

As a former professional boxer, he occasionally watches underground boxing matches, in order to find a master's fighting style, after all, black boxing has no boxing gloves protection, and the collision of fists to flesh is actually quite enviable.

"Is it a death match?"

Arhat also came over, he had not seen it, but he had heard of it.

"That's right, it's a death tournament, and only one person can survive!"

The dervish nodded, this is the bloody match that the underground boxing world around the world will go crazy for.

The rules of the Death Ring are simple, you are the winner if you live to the end, and you will lose if you fall into the ring or be beaten to death in the ring.

"This warden is really ruthless, he actually made such a thing, it is obvious that this means that he and Scar can only live one, so he didn't let you fight before!"

Luo Han looked at the sharp spikes, which would definitely die if they fell, and the cameras that shot in all directions were even more starry.

But Ye Chen, who was sitting on the bed wrapped in the bracelet, didn't seem to hear it, just lowered his head and fixed the bracelet a little bit, which is the best protection for the fist.

"Hey, boss, you have to say something, life and death in the ring, either life or death, this time you have to face not only Scar, but also that terrible ghost face, you have to be more careful!"

Seeing that Ye Chen was silent, Luo Han said in a little anxious, how could he still do it.

"Did you notice that there are a lot fewer guards today, and it's late, is he going to play in the early hours of the morning?"

Ye Chen raised his head, his words were really beyond the expectations of the two people, but it was precisely because of his reminder that the two of them realized that something was wrong.

According to the past, there were at least a dozen heavily armed guards standing on the iron ladder above their heads, and there would be prison guards with special tranquilizer guns waiting 24 hours a day to prevent private fights.

But there are only four people on such an important scene today, which is really a bit strange.

Moreover, before, when Ye Chen and the dervishes were fighting, the prison director would be present in person, and the prison guards would prepare tables and chairs early.

But today, there was no movement, could it be that the prison warden was not personally present for such a rare scene.

"There are so many cameras here, sitting in the office and hugging the chick freely, so naturally you don't have to run to such a stinky place."

Rohan tried to find a reason, but he didn't feel right when he said it.

"It's not the same as the one on TV, and I noticed that when the wind was blowing today, the guards on the wall seemed to be whispering something."

The dervishes also found out what the problem was, and today everything was weird, and one could detect a hint of abnormality.

"There's a problem! And it's not a small problem! ”

While the three of them were talking, the prisoner who was in charge of delivering food had already walked in with the food.

After respectfully placing it on the table and withdrew, Ye Chen picked up his extraordinarily rich food, and after poking it with a fork a few times, a note appeared in front of him.

After reading the words on the note, Ye Chen smiled and handed the note to the dervish and the arhat, and the two people who passed it on opened their mouths.

"Whoa! Crash! Crash! ”

The contents of the note were surprising, but at that moment there was a sound of chains mopping the floor.

The three of them walked out of the room, and the six people who walked in outside had already begun to be handcuffed and shackled by the prison guards.

Five of them are sturdy guys, after removing the handcuffs and shackles, they looked at everything in front of them with cold eyebrows, except for one guy with a mask who still didn't move, and this guy with a bloody ghost mask should be the ghost face who knocked down the scar.

"Follow your numbers and enter the corresponding cage and the game will start in five minutes!"

Just when Ye Chen was still trying to observe this guy with a ghost mask through the only eyes that were exposed, a voice had already come from the speaker.

The number plate has already been handed over to Ye Chen, and the long-awaited game is about to begin.

"Adapt to the situation!"

Ye Chen said to the arhats and the ascetics, the news from the black panther was very timely.

But compared to that conspiracy, the guy with a ghost face in front of him made Ye Chen feel depressed.

The murderous aura is like blood, which makes everyone around feel hot in their hearts, but cold in their backs.

Eight people in four cages walked into their respective cages in order, in groups of two and two, and Ye Chen did not share a cage with Scar or Ghost Face.

With him was a big man of more than 1.9 meters, with muscles all over his body like iron bumps, and a big square face with an angry expression.

Especially those eyes, which also shot a terrifying cold light, but the more this happened, the more it proved that his strength was not very good.

"Hey, let's deal with that ghost masked guy in a minute."

Standing in the cage, the big black man didn't seem to put Ye Chen in his eyes, his eyes stared at the ghost face leaning against the corner of the cage on the other side.

Ye Chen didn't speak, just leaned against the corner, he didn't have any objection to this request, this ghost face was indeed the strongest existence here.

Scar, like Ye Chen, has been staring at the ghost face, and now the seven people should all be looking at him.

Only the guy who was in an iron cage with him was a little dry, and he kept swallowing saliva, trying to get close to the iron gate, and trying to keep a certain distance from him.

The atmosphere was depressing, and the life-and-death fight in front of them made the black fighters here also lie on the iron door, because they were required to stay in their cells.

There were only eight people left in the entire empty area, and iron spikes that shimmered in the spotlight.

As the minutes passed, the camera kept swinging left and right, probably to capture the expressions on everyone's faces.

Hundreds of millions of dollars are coming in from all over the world.

"Toot ......"

With a shrill chirp, the game began.