Gao Wu: I have an attribute panel because of hard work

Even if the three major forces are more able to attract these quasi-warriors to join in the Jinjiang black market, they can also train some quasi-warriors themselves.

But the quantity, a family can have 30 people, it is not bad!

Among them, there were only a dozen or so people who became the red card in the blood battle field. This time, they were basically fully prepared to kill the 'Grand Master'!

As a result...all the food was delivered...

"Great...Teacher!! You are so ruthless!! Pfft!!!"

The Wan family brothers of the fraternity, one spurted blood, and the other crazily called Big Brother, and carried his Big Brother to find someone to treat him.

And in the bloody arena.

In the end, he chose Wen Lin, who used the rejuvenation finger to kill people.

With the perfect level of Yan's body turning method, he flew over the small fighting platform, restrained the fighting method of displaying terrifying power, and pointed one finger at a time.

Kill people!

He gave himself a terrifying fingering, and took a new name called 'Diamond Finger'.

"The Vajra Finger is invincible!"

"Who else!?" Wen Lin was on the stage indifferently, his eyes swept over the audience, the fighting stage was full of corpses, each body was full of blood holes.

After all, it's not always possible to hit the dead spot successfully, right?

Chapter 115 Foresight

The audience was silent.

There was no movement in the preparation room opposite the fighting platform.

Looking at the crowd of people in the silenced audience, Wen Lin was a little disappointed in the courage of these underground forces, and his eyes swept over the corpse again.

Repressed the urge to search.

Forget it, let Deacon Huang send someone to search for the corpse, he is now a master of Huang Zimen anyway.

Besides, the bloody body is too disgusting.

What do you mean you are all moving around!

The only "volunteer" he pressed on his rejuvenation finger didn't move at all, so the experiment went smoothly.

Wen Lin has no expression on his face, but his mental activities are rich.

no way.

He also had to change his mind.

This kind of killing in public, even killing 18 people in a row, was also a shock to him.

Was this the original world?

He stood for more than ten seconds in a masterful manner, and asked who else was there. Of course, no fool responded, and he continued to turn around in a masterful manner.

The moment he turned around, he thought about it.

Do you want to stagger.

Well, forget it.

He really didn't come to fight pornography and crime.

Make money by killing people.

In fact, after the initial killing intent born of anger subsided.

It doesn't make any sense.

Human life is really fragile!

Is it bad to live?

Playing weak fishing and attracting a steady stream of hook biters can alleviate his current economic situation.

But also... quite boring.

He is not a murderous maniac after all...Wen Lin tried his best to be as slow and steady as possible, and walked down the ring without causing misunderstanding, and entered the waiting room for the battle preparation.

The door closed behind him.

Deacon Huang asked eagerly and concernedly: "Is it too much consumption? Are you injured?"

Wen Lin: "..."

"Didn't you see how steady I was walking!?"

Deacon Huang was puzzled at first, and then suddenly said: "Oh, so you are thinking... the little brother of the Grand Master is really far-sighted! I will cooperate with the publicity right away!"

Wen Lin:? ?

Wait, what are you trying to advertise?

"How do you usually deal with the corpses on the stage?" Wen Lin didn't bother to ask about irrelevant matters.

Anyway, the grand master will not exist for a few days.

"Oh, the corpses, those who have relatives and friends will take them away, and the rest will not be claimed. There is an agreement with a medical master before the blood battle field, and someone will carry them."

Deacon Huang looked kind.

But the attitude towards death, corpses, etc. is very indifferent.

Wen Lin wrote down the details he observed, and continued to ask directly without turning a corner: "What about the property on the dead person? What about money, cards, and other things?"

Deacon Huang was stunned.

He'd never dealt with this kind of thing himself.

However, thinking of the habit of the 'Taishi' to calculate and count carefully, he hurriedly added: "All belong to the winner! I will ask someone to sort it out and transfer the money...to your account!"

This is in line with the rules of the blood arena.

Blood fights without rules.

Originally, the winning side would get everything from the dead side.

And normal one-on-one blood fights won't happen, unless a bet is agreed in advance.

"I'm the Crimson Fighting Card now, right? I'm getting a discount on beast meat..."

Wen Lin took out the fighting card from his pocket, put it on the back of his hand, and saw the color of the fighting card change little by little, from light red to dark red.

Then he raised his head and glanced at Deacon Huang.

Deacon Huang: "...I'll make up for the discounted part for you, and it will be recorded together with the aftermath income!"

Wen Lin nodded in satisfaction.

"Happy cooperation!"

Deacon Huang: "... Happy cooperation!"

"When will the twenty crimson cards that need to be played to upgrade the black cards be ready?"

"Actually...to upgrade the heroic black card, you don't have to kill twenty crimson fighters in a row, you just need to challenge one black card fighter successfully!"

The manpower of the underground forces on Jinjiang's side cannot make up this number.

"Can it be done today?"

It is naturally much more convenient to solve the matter once than to go back and come back again.

Deacon Huang wiped off his sweat: "The black card of a fighter-level hero is not a Chinese cabbage... Jin Jiang doesn't have one at the moment, so we have to invite it from other regions..."

"So you're not ready?"

Wen Lin never concealed his disappointment in his eyes.

Deacon Huang didn't explain or distinguish, and nodded with a wry smile: "If I knew that Grand Master, you have mastered it... I would definitely invite black card fighters from other districts to come in advance!"

"Then determine the time?"

"One week, no, within three days! We will definitely invite black card fighters!"

Deacon Huang decided to use some contacts.

However, when it comes to black-card hero-level fighters, he couldn't help reminding the 'grand teacher'.

"Those who become black-card fighters are usually among the quasi-martialists, most of them are practitioners of inherited exercises, and they may even have some other advantages!"

Except for a few that are worn away by time.

No black card fighter is easy to mess with.

Generally, there are existences that can kill ordinary warriors by leapfrogging.

Of course, the ordinary warriors here generally refer to the existence of warriors below the four lines, or the kind of warriors who are in the period of dantian decline.

There is even a record of black-card fighters killing four-striped warriors.

"Is there also a mastery of dark energy?"

"Have!"

Although everyone wants to advance to the warrior as soon as possible.

But it is not without the existence of depressing the level for the purpose.

Similar to the one in front of me.

I'm afraid he already knew about the fight.

Right.

He is also acquainted with two other talented young talents.

One of them possessed inherited exercises and obviously had a history.

It's not surprising to know about Douzhen.

Wen Lin and Deacon Huang chatted for a few more minutes in the battle preparation lounge, and then they walked out at a steady pace and headed towards the quiet room.

Behind them, countless people eased the panic for a while.

Information is flying around through the dark web.

After the battle of 'Grand Master', until the few minutes before he left, his movements, eyes, expressions... oh, the expressions are invisible... were interpreted in detail from various aspects.

As for how to interpret it.

Wen Lin, who had disappeared through the safe passage, didn't care.

He only knew that if he came back within three days, and then set aside another day to enter the battle formation, the status of 'Grand Master' could be retired.

And he!

It is also possible to advance to the rank of martial artist on the surface and solve all the troubles.

Restore his normal and stable life!

Outside the safe passage.

After [-]:[-] in the evening, it was getting dark. Wen Lin walked out of the gate of a two-story building, and closed the door behind him, thinking that the air on the ground was better.

The rain has stopped.

The air is very humid.

Even if it is mixed with some other smells that are not very pleasant.

It is also full of life.

The East District looked like the atmosphere of the old street in his other life, with various small shop signs arranged irregularly.

The people here are in a hurry and have a very real feeling.

Every time I go to the East District, it seems that people have different feelings.

After Wen Lin left the safe passage.

He took off the mask and black robe, and took off the exercise clothes and backpack. After thinking about it, he also took off the hat he was going to put on.

Walking on the street openly.