In the center of the crowd, a boy of about sixteen or seventeen raised his hand while shouting. Then he took out a knife and stroked hard on his wrist!


    Blood gushed out of his wound at once. However, these blood did not drip towards the ground as normal, but began to gather towards the ceiling?!


    Arrow raised his head and found that a blood cell about the size of a person''s head had gathered on the top of the crowd''s head! This blood cell seems to have its own consciousness, constantly sucking the blood gushing from the teenager''s wound, so as to become larger.


    "All right! Heal the wound, next! "


    "No! I can also provide more! I can also provide more blood to the Bumblebee! I have more! "


    "Take it away! Next! "


    The boy''s face had begun to turn pale because of heavy blood loss, but he didn''t want to stop at all. Some people like the staff nearby immediately came to carry the guy away under the command of the commander, then casually smeared some ointment on his wrist that didn''t know what it was, and threw him aside. Then the next fanatic fan came and raised his hand and cut his wrist with a knife.


    Looking at such behavior similar to the cult ceremony, arrow''s eyebrows wrinkled slightly. When he looked back, he saw that dak next to him was also a little uncomfortable.


    But fortunately, not everyone who came forward to donate blood was as rude as cutting his wrist with a knife. Others pierce their fingers with a nearby needle and squeeze out a drop of blood to collect into the blood cell. No one said anything about this behavior. It seems that there is no exact standard for the amount of blood donated.


    It took about ten minutes. Seeing that no one gave blood anymore, the referee opened his arms, laughed and said, "OK! It seems that our Bumblebee players are still worth looking forward to! Now let''s see if he can get enough "gifts" to come back from the land of death and stand on the stage again one day in the future. "


    "Water spirit · blood bath!"


    The blood cell quickly flew to the top of the referee''s head. The original ball now began to spread quickly into a flat liquid. The next moment, the blood splashed on the whole cage like rain.


    The referee in the middle bathed in the blood rain and closed his eyes as if he were enjoying something.


    The boxer lying on the ground was also drenched by the blood rain. Those blood water seemed to have some vitality and began to quickly get into the boxer''s body. The bruises and wounds on his face and body began to recover slowly under the watering of these blood.


    The blood rain lasted for almost a minute. After the blood rain cloud in the air dispersed, the blood in the whole cage seemed to be absorbed and disappeared clean.


    Then, just as the referee was still immersed in the taste of the blood rain, the boxer lying on the ground suddenly trembled. Then, amid the cheers of the onlookers who gave their blood, the boxer slowly got up and looked around with a little confused eyes. But soon he seemed to realize something. Then he stood up and made a muscle gesture to those who were still cheering at him. Then he walked out of the cage amid the screams of the crowd and went back to his own lounge.


    The noisy place finally found a little peace after the two boxers left a little.


    The band in the corner began to play some more relaxed music, so that the audience can go to the bar to buy some food and drink and relax a little, so that they can meet the next battle with fuller emotions.


    As for the bet that keeps opening on the other side... Ello doesn''t have to pay attention. Just a circle of people around, you can know that there is absolutely no lack of oil and water in it.


    Anyway, this is also the capital... This is the chassis of the rich!


    Those businessmen who take advantage of the convenient waterway of the capital urgently need all short and quick spiritual stimulation to vent their anxiety and confusion on the sea. When some formal entertainment facilities can not be satisfied, this black market has become the best pressure relief place.


    Following the music with a little lightness, ello shook his neck a little. When looking at the next dak, the president''s eyes were still looking at the big iron cage over there. Then he lowered his head and touched his wrist.


    "President dak, I didn''t expect you to be interested in this kind of thing, too? Indeed, this pure fist to fist fight is sometimes more ornamental than the battle between adventurers. I can understand the feeling you like, but I suggest you come and see it occasionally, but don''t be fascinated by it. It''s not fun if you get too deep and finally give your blood like those people. "


    Dak shook his head gently and said, "I won''t give blood. I will not allow any ugly scar on my body. "


    Originally, arrow was just a simple suggestion. But who would have thought that President dak suddenly showed such a strong sense of resistance? This made arrow a little curious. He smiled and asked, "in fact, scars... People always have them. In daily life, more or less people always have bumps... "


    "No. For president arrow, injury may be a common thing. But for me, it''s unforgivable. "


    As he spoke, dak lowered his head again, held his wrist tightly, and even squeezed it hard——


    "My father taught me from an early age that it is a shame to let the opponent create a scar on himself when he is far less powerful than his opponent."


    "In addition, although it may be strange to say so, President arrow, you should understand that my face is very precious and can never have any scars and damage."


    Originally, arrow was very fond of the president of dak Guangzhong. After all, she looks so beautiful, and she still looks knowledgeable and reasonable. Although the way of life is somewhat rigid, some good children feel, but there is also a different kind of lovely feeling.


    But after hearing what she said, arrow began to want to smoke himself ten seconds ago.


    Think about it carefully. Why do you think you can see a person completely in only three or four hours? Even if you believe in your eyes, it''s too arbitrary.


    When dak finished, he breathed out slowly. But after waiting for a moment, he seemed to realize that the nearby arrow had no voice, and immediately turned his head and looked at the president of the mermaid song.


    After seeing the flashes in arrow''s eyes, dak seemed to finally realize what kind of emotion he just said. He couldn''t help but breathe out, waved his hand and said in a slightly anxious tone——


    "President arrow, please don''t get me wrong. Could you please listen to me? I emphasize again that I am a man. I wear women''s clothes for special reasons, not because I am a pervert, nor because I am a pervert, so I pay attention to my face like a woman. "


    Now, ello is a little curious. Look at the iron cage. It seems that the next battle is still preparing. It''s also idle. Naturally, it''s nodding: "OK, tell me."


    Dak closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. Then he opened his eyes, stared very seriously into arrow''s eyes and said slowly——


    "My mother is a beauty. At least you can see it from my face. "


    Arrow nodded, and he did not intend to deny the fact. Seeing that arrow''s expression didn''t change much, dak continued after confirming that the president of the mermaid song in front of him would indeed be a good listener——


    "My mother is not only a beauty, but also the daughter of a little aristocrat."


    "In those years, my father had great strength. He fell in love with my mother. But he fell in love with a baron''s lady as a civilian. "


    "Although the Baron himself was not a very powerful man, my mother was trained to marry a nobleman with a higher title, so as to enhance the aristocratic status of my grandfather''s family. But unexpectedly, my mother fell in love with a trivial adventurer - my father. "


    "My grandfather''s family was very angry and tried their best to break up my parents. But unfortunately, my father''s strength... Is really too strong. And at that time, my father had gathered a group of powerful people, and although the little Baron was higher in social status than a civilian like my father, he had no substantive power to prevent my parents from being together. "


    "My mother married my father very smoothly, and her married life may be very happy. However, because my mother violated the interests and traditions of my grandfather''s family, my grandfather''s family expelled my mother from the noble family. So far, my mother has become a civilian. Although my mother always said she didn''t care about this kind of thing, my father seemed to resent it. "


    "Then I was born. My father thought my mother was deprived of the status of nobility because of our father and son. Originally, this matter was just a small seed in my father''s heart. But when I grew up, as my appearance became more and more beautiful, the seed in my father''s heart began to sprout. "