It's reasonable to operate on a ghost without anesthesia

The underground garage of Xingfu Community was originally an underground garage.

But later, the property management of Xingfu Community felt that it was too worthless to use this place for parking.

After all, there are not many cars in the whole community.

On the contrary, it is very hidden underground and can be used for other things.

Thus, the underground arena was born.

Every few days, a group of ghosts will be selected to fight in the underground arena.

Live or die!

Winners can get generous rewards, and at the same time, they can also accumulate winning streaks.

If you can win ten consecutive victories, you can get the right to live in a house in Xingfu Community.

If you can win [-] consecutive victories, you can get the ownership of that room.

But getting ownership does not mean that the house will always be yours, because you have to participate in the underground ring at least once a week.

Only ghosts who have accumulated a hundred consecutive victories are eligible to leave the underground arena completely.

Therefore, many homeless ghosts come to the underground garage of Xingfu Community just to have a place to live.

But later, as the influence of the underground arena in the entire Qingming City gradually expanded, there were still many ghosts and monsters watching the fun.

Even some ghosts will place bets.

Therefore, placing bets has also become an important income of the Xingfu Community Property Management Association.

At this moment, in the rest room of the underground arena, a bald ghost is resting in his own rest room.

Last week, he had 97 wins!

As long as he wins three consecutive victories in the future, he can get rid of the underground ring.

This is the dream of all ghosts who come to the underground arena.

But he also knew that it was not in the interests of the underground arena for a strong man like himself to leave.

It is said that many strong fighters in the underground arena were beaten to death by other ghosts in the last few battles.

Especially in recent years!
To say that there is no doorway in it, I don't believe it.

Therefore, I have been recharging my energy since last week, and I am waiting for today's game.

In the previous two games, he had already defeated his opponent.

As long as he wins the last game, he can get a paper belt and get free.

The word freedom has been alienated from me for a long time.

It's just that the opponent in the next match will definitely not be easy.

The bald ghost took a deep breath and looked at himself in the mirror that was still bleeding.

At this moment, with a creak, the door was pushed open.

"Mr. Qi, I knew you were here."

A young white-faced ghost with a sunny smile on his face walked in.

Mr. Qi knew him.

"Second Master Bai, I'm going to the ring soon, come to me at this time, what's the matter?"

Second Young Master Bai smiled at Mr. Qi, took out three bottles of medicine from his pocket, and placed them in front of Mr. Qi.

"It's not a big deal. No one is optimistic about you in the next game, but I think you are very strong and will definitely win."

"Although these three bottles are not healing medicines, they are more effective than healing medicines."

"I just hope that you will win the next game! I bet a lot of money on you to win."

Second Young Master Bai said, patted Mr. Qi on the shoulder, and left the rest room.

Mr. Qi frowned slightly, looking at the three bottles of medicine on the table next to him.

Recently, I heard that Second Young Master Bai was secretly selling a potion with incense.

It is said that after taking it, the dark wounds on many ghosts healed a lot.

Some ghosts even recovered from their injuries on the spot after taking it.

Mr. Qi would definitely not believe such words.

How could there be such a miraculous potion in the world.

Especially now that Second Young Master Bai sent him three bottles. If he left the underground arena, it would definitely affect the interests of the Bai family.

Therefore, it is impossible for Second Young Master Bai to want himself to win.

but……

Mr. Qi looked at the wound on his body that was cut open by the opponent with the blade in the previous match, and the blood was still slowly flowing out.

I'm afraid that any player with a [-]-game winning streak can easily beat him now.

Anyway, I can't see the hope of the next victory, so I might as well give it a go!
Thinking of this, Mr. Qi threw three potions into his mouth and crushed them.

……

"Next, it will be the most watched battle of this week, Mr. Qi's battle!"

With the chanting of the game host, the surrounding audience began to get excited.

The Battle of Baisheng has always been the most intense battle.

At the same time, many ghosts also know that in the battle of [-] victories, usually the player who is about to win [-] consecutive victories will also encounter the player who has the most restraint and the most difficult to deal with.

At this moment, countless ghosts are full of this battle.

Many ghosts roared even more.

"The first one to play is Mr. Qi who has just experienced two battles!"

At this moment, the bald-headed Mr. Guiqi was wearing a dark coat and stepped onto the ring.

When many people saw Mr. Qi's appearance, they knew that he must have been seriously injured in the previous two games. They were worried that their wounds would be discovered by their opponents, so they wore dark clothes.

In this way, even if blood flowed out, the other party would not find out where the wound was.

"Didn't you say that you can only challenge once a week? Mr. Qi is injured, why do you continue to challenge?"

A ghost who just came to watch the battle in the underground arena was unclear, and asked the surrounding ghosts.

"Haha... You are new at first glance. Mr. Qi can wait until next week to challenge! But next week, his opponent will probably be stronger and more aimed at him!"

"After all, the organizers of the underground arena don't want such a powerful player to leave."

"So, completing the three-game winning streak at once is the best way."

"Otherwise, giving the ring a week is enough to invite stronger players to deal with him!"

Many ghosts and ghosts around did not understand the doorway, and now they suddenly realized it when they heard this.

But more ghosts realize that Mr. Qi's chances of winning today's battle are extremely small.

Therefore, many ghosts who placed bets placed their bets on Mr. Qi's opponent.

"The other contestant was seriously injured a month ago and just woke up recently——Lu Sheng!"

Many people were surprised when they heard Lu Sheng's name.

Then, all the audience burst into violent cheers!
Lu Sheng!

86 consecutive victories.

Almost all the players who fought against him were killed.

What Lu Sheng is best at is strength.

It is said that Lu Sheng once pulled up a big tree with one hand, and used the big tree as a weapon to sweep away hundreds of ghosts.

At this moment, Lu Sheng stepped onto the ring. His height of nearly three meters and his gnarled muscles added to his aura of tyranny and terror.

"Mr. Qi! I know you are very powerful, but unfortunately, your time is over."

The reason why Mr. Qi wants to complete the three-game winning streak at once today is because he knows that there is no player who can beat him in the underground arena.

Unexpectedly, Lu Sheng recovered from his injury.

"Battle, start—"

As the host announced, Lu Sheng rushed towards Mr. Qi.

And in a luxurious seat behind the surrounding audience, someone was pouring a glass of alcohol-flavored blood for Young Master Bai.

"How are things going?"

Young Master Bai shook his wine glass and asked in a cold voice.

"Master, don't worry, we have prepared a corpse exactly like Mr. Qi's."

"When the game is over, replace Mr. Qi with a dead body."

"Afterwards, we will take good care of Mr. Qi and tell Mr. Qi that you are helping him secretly, young master."

"In this way, with Mr. Yi Qi's character, he will definitely be devoted to you, young master!"

Young Master Bai sneered.

Over the years, relying on this method, I have allowed many powerful ghosts to feign death in the arena, secretly becoming the power I cultivated.

boom!
Following a loud noise from the arena, Young Master Bai sipped the blood in the wine glass and smiled with satisfaction.

"Master! It's not good! Lu Sheng... is dead!"

Young Master Bai waved his hand disapprovingly, it has nothing to do with my Young Master Bai that Lu Sheng died.

Wait... what the hell did you just say! ?