Quick Transmigration: My Host Drags to Heaven

Chapter 188 The God of Learning School Bully 67
After eating, it was already past nine o'clock. Boss Zhou took everyone to the central square, and then entered the three-story Chusheng Fighting Gym on the side of the square.

It's not only three floors, but also a basement, and the fighting game is underground.

It was quite quiet in the Chusheng Fighting Gym, there were no people there, most of them were employees.

They were led to the door of the basement by the service personnel in the fighting gym. The door was tightly closed, and as the door was opened, the hustle and bustle inside came out immediately.

Boss Zhou led his people down. The basement area was very large, and it was decorated into a small arena, with a fighting arena in the middle and stands on the edge.

Qing Chi walked at the end, standing on the steps and taking a look at the closed octagonal arena in the middle. The fighting match has not started yet, and someone is singing on the arena.

The rock and roll was sung, the sound was deafening, the lights in the arena were flickering, and the atmosphere was very high.

Rubbing her ears, she has sensitive facial features, so she doesn't like this kind of overly ear-splitting sound and weird lights.

And there was a smell of sweat in the air.

With his hands in his pockets, Qing Chi's face was not very good-looking.

Everyone also went through a wave of inspections. It is not allowed to bring sharp weapons into the arena here. It is probably related to the rules. It is better to rush to the stage. If you don’t check in advance, what if someone comes to the stage with a knife.

Boss Zhou led his people to find a vacant seat in the stands, looked at the audience, and clicked his tongue: "There are so many people today, I'm afraid we will play all night."

"Hey, boss Zhou is here?" The boss of another fighting gym came over to say hello.

"Hey, Boss Liu came quite early." Boss Zhou also waved his hand to say hello, and then they sat together, and Boss Zhou pulled up his collar, "Why are there so many people today? How high is the bonus mentioned, so enthusiastic?"

"What's the bonus, Chu Sheng's big boss is there, big beauty, aren't these bastards crazy!" Boss Liu pointed.

Qing Chi and the others also looked at the position Boss Liu was pointing at. There was a piece of glass there, but they couldn't see the scene inside clearly. It should be one-way glass.

"No one has seen it." Boss Zhou couldn't see anything.

Boss Liu smiled: "You are late, Mr. Gu showed his face just now. I don't know what stimulated Mr. Gu this time, and the bonus was directly mentioned to 30. These people in our city look amazing, but in fact Few can participate in the competition, and the prize money of 30 is already terrible."

Wen Yan Hai Ge subconsciously looked at Qing Chi, and she seemed to see in her eyes that she was determined to win.

"..." To finish.

30 is enough for Qingchi salted fish for a very long time, so it is even more important to fight for it.

The rock music gradually stopped, and Qing Chi looked at the time, probably it was about to start.

The host walked into the fighting stage with a microphone, and a magnificent voice came from the surrounding speakers:
"All fighters present! The rewards for tonight's fighting match will be increased again!"

"Oh!" The audience exclaimed, and then became quieter, waiting for the supporters to announce the rewards.

"I'm looking forward to it! Let me tell you! The final winner tonight will get Mr. Gu's personal contact information, which will be sent by Mr. Gu himself! Do you want it!"

"One more thing to say quietly, Mr. Gu is single."

Just as the host finished speaking, there was another howl of wolves below.

Qing Chi frowned uncomfortably, her ears felt a little uncomfortable.

But what is this Mr. Gu... he's pretty good at playing.

I always feel that something is wrong, what the hell is sending private contact information?What about that, the family background is not bad after all, don't pick someone from the right family, but find someone who fights?
Those who come to the underground fighting arena to fight for their lives are generally not of good family background.

(End of this chapter)