He looked a little exhausted.

The silver light flashed in the white man's hand, and although Fu Tingyuan dodged sideways, he was still hit in the corner of his eye, and with a "bang", blood flowed down the corner of his eye.

"Ding-" sound, the knife in the man's hand was kicked out by Fu Tingyuan and stuck on the floor on the side.

The cold light reflected from that knife made Yan Qingfeng's face ugly.

He could see clearly that if Fu Tingyuan hadn't dodged in time at that time, then his right eye would have been scrapped.

Nero's boxing ring was very formal, or to increase visibility and playability, he allowed each fighter to bring his or her own personal weapon, sometimes a dagger, sometimes a silver needle hidden in a finger cover, or simply a shoe belt as a hand and foot, with all kinds of aggressive tools inside, in order to win.

No matter how powerful Fu Tingyuan is, it is impossible to avoid those plots every time.

The wounds on his face and body accumulated in fits and pieces in this way.

The white man was knocked unconscious by his punch, and he didn't wake up for a minute, and the audience erupted in cheers again.

This is already the tenth player to fall in the East.

When a black player came on the field again, Luo Nanchu turned around and walked out.

She crouched to the side, hugged her legs, and buried her face in her knees.

Yan Qingfeng walked over and leaned against the wall behind her.

"Nero won't allow him to win all the time, and he can't win all the time. He needs him to lose a few games so that he can make all the money that those people are putting on him. ”

"He didn't promise him that before, he only needed to finish a few games a day. But because of you, he needs to earn more money for you, and he has to do things for Nero because he is under him. It stands to reason that he can't really be threatened by him, let him do this, and unite with Nero to fake fights, who do you think it is for? ”

"Sooner or later, he's going to die on the field. No one will survive a year here. You look at him now, do you remember what he used to be like? ”

"Say no more." She covered her ears, but she still couldn't hide the cheers that erupted in the boxing ring, she remembered the cold and cold eyes of the man on the high platform, like a beast, on that kind of ground, either kill or kill, sooner or later, Fu Tingyuan would fall there.

Then he was beaten to death by a player.

No matter how good he is, he can't be great forever.

There may be something more powerful than him.

It may have been a mistake.

He will never be able to stand up.

She shuddered at the thought. The injuries on his body were actually because of her.

She remembered that when he first came, he didn't have as many wounds as he did now.

It's just that later, she didn't want to eat instant noodles every day, and in order to improve her food, there were gradually more places on her body to hang colors.

And now, it's even more bruised all over his body.

What she eats here every day is what Fu Tingyuan used her life to exchange.

As soon as Luo Nanchu thought of this, he couldn't stand it.

She doesn't really need to eat well and dress well, she just needs him to be well-dressed.

However, in such a ghost place, even peace is a luxury word.

"Why did he come here?" Luo Nanchu's voice came hoarsely, her face was still buried in her knees, and her voice was dull, "What happened to him in England, what did you do to him?" ”