After they regret their whole lives, I will never die in the training ground

It’s a headache. In short, it’s a very serious headache.

Bai Qingge placed her hands on the table, hiding her head in them, and right in front of her was it.

Sister Qingye, whose eyes are the same; Nie Luandi, who has mosquito coils on her head and looks as if she can't raise her head; and Qing An, whose eyes are filled with cowardice and grievance.

Who knew that what just happened was not a dream at all? No, who knew that Nie Luandi would suddenly act like this? In short, it was not her fault.

Bai Qingge sent the three people away with vague words. Although escaping was shameful, he was really useful.

She stretched and leaned lazily in the boss chair. The skylight and other things had been repaired.

Glancing at the documents on the table that needed to be processed, Bai Qingge covered his head in pain with another dark whimper.

Why do I have to deal with this stuff? I'm already rich and I need to have some fun.

Bai Qingge, who had just recovered from his illness, thought so.

Some people like tall and mighty guard dogs, some people like gentle and cute companion dogs, but she just likes the feeling of raising a dog, the feeling of happiness, and the feeling of being healed.

Looking at the bright red light sign, Bai Qingge, who was wearing black casual clothes, pushed his baseball cap down.

As soon as I opened the door, a 'fashionable' mature woman came in warmly.

"You look unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?" The mature woman came up to him naturally.

Feeling the unusual softness in her arm, a hint of doubt flashed across the mature woman's eyes.

Could it be a?

Before she could confirm, the arm she was holding disappeared without a trace.

"Is it in stock?"

"Of course we do. It depends on what you need, a knight or... a horse?"

This can also be considered a kind of code word to prevent any random person from joining in the fun.

"Horse."

A hint of surprise flashed across the mature woman's eyes. It was actually true. But the 'steeds' trained here only learn to serve men. Did this person come to the wrong place?

But there is no reason for her not to make money that comes to her door.

"It's better to come at the right time than to come at a good time, sir. We are going to hold a gladiatorial contest today. Do you want to join in?"

The mature woman straightened her proud and upright breasts, which was not meant to seduce, but to hint that you should pay the ticket price.

"Take me there." After stuffing a black card into where it should go, the mature woman's face showed shock at first and then surprise. This was a big customer.

"You won't be disappointed." The mature woman took Bai Qingge into an elevator moving downwards.

During this period, she would come here from time to time intentionally or unintentionally. Although she had never served a woman, it was not shameful to make money.

That was the 'Black Gold Card' issued by Jinwu, and the credit points in it all started with 100 million. If she hadn't seen it once by chance, she would have almost missed this big client. After all, she didn't need to come to the underground area.

"Don't keep leaning over here. You smell very strong and I don't like it."

The smile on the mature woman's face froze. She never dreamed that one day a perfume would be the obstacle to her progress.

What a pity, this guy seems to be easy to talk to and generous, unlike those usual rude guys.

The mature woman wanted to try harder, but the elevator had already reached its destination.

It's a different world underground. Unlike the in-depth communication above, where people drink a few glasses of wine to liven up the atmosphere, the fights down there are more brutal and bloody, with fists hitting each other.

"Congratulations to Knight No. 75 for winning the final victory. Base price: 10 credit points."

The crowded place was in a downward cone shape, like a medieval arena.

In the arena at the bottom, the corpses had piled up into a small mountain, but there was only one living person, who was holding on to his body like a victorious knight, standing in the center and being inspected by the audience around him.

This is what goes on behind the scenes at this erotic entertainment venue.

People are treated as consumables and engage in ancient Western knight duels, and only the winner is eligible to be bought.

These children, whose cost is less than 100 yuan, were brought here from a young age to receive "serving" education.

Finally enter the bloody arena to increase your own value in this way.

In the end, it will be sold at a thousand or ten thousand times the cost price.

By the way, the cost price of 100 credit points is the commission paid to the person who brings the child back.

As for where the children came from or whether they have parents at home, it has nothing to do with them. Once they enter here, they are just commodities that cannot control their own destiny and can be picked by anyone.

An evil ghost that devours people in the arena becomes as obedient as a dog in his hands, which greatly satisfies the pleasure of some people.

There were both men and women in the audience, all of them holding up signs in their hands enthusiastically, conducting the most primitive auction activity.

"Please wait for a moment. The horse competition will begin soon."

"God No. 123 bid 180 million. Is there any other God who bids higher?"

"200 million!"

"Oh, this is incredible. God No. 231 bid 200 million. Such a high price is also the honor of this knight. Is there any God who bids higher?"

The final transaction price was 543 million credit points. Bai Qingge narrowed her eyes slightly. Even she couldn't help but feel her heart beating faster when she saw such huge profits.

It’s a pity that I only do legitimate business. I will report this place to the City Lord’s Mansion after I’m done.

Seeing them making money so easily is even more painful than losing money myself. I must report them severely.

"Oh, my supreme gods, the horse showdown is about to begin, let us sound the charge horn for them!"

The host in the flying vehicle was hovering around the arena. He was very good at stirring up the atmosphere. Coupled with the bloody smell hovering in the air, it stimulated everyone's nerves and the atmosphere was pushed to a climax once again.

"Let me take you to the VIP seats. The duel is about to begin."

In fact, the so-called VIP seats are the first three rows, the kind of place where blood can splatter on your body, and this is the kind of primitive sense of violence they want.

"No need, I'll just watch here." Bai Qingge waved her hand to refuse. She didn't like to be splattered with blood.

The bodies in the arena had been cleared away, leaving only sticky, thick blood, proving how many people had died just now.

"Please welcome our No. 1 horse!"

Although he was said to be going on the field, the No. 1 player seemed to be pushed up. He looked timid and fragile. He didn't seem to be there to fight, but rather to seek death.

This was also a deliberate arrangement by the organizers, placing the thin and ugly ones in the front as consumables to warm up the atmosphere.