Chapter 120 Rules without rules

The strong taste, the passionate crowd, and the blood-red color are all the eternal main themes in the slave platform.

There is never a shortage of children in mining kilns. Although their lives are thinner than paper, no one can deny their existence.

Now Cao Hanshen is standing on the edge of the wooden platform of the slave fighting platform and looking at the two thin figures intertwined above, the scarred body, as well as the fierce eyes, the ferocious face, and the two life-and-death struggle that can only live one, either you live or the purest tearing of my death.

The slave fighting platform is just a general term for this huge cave. It is divided into many small areas, gold, silver, copper, iron and wood. Among them, the wooden bucket platform is the lowest slave fighting. Anyone can go up to fight without any requirements. Of course, the winner will get one-tenth of the ore.

Mark, as a local snake, can also get one-tenth of it and take out taxes, which is commonplace.

If you want to get more commission and go to a higher slave platform, you have to win more victories. Every time you win ten games in a row and get one, the commission will also rise. As long as you lose one of the ten games, you have to start again.

"Are you the person in charge here?" Cao Hanshen asked the miner sitting on a stone.

"What's the matter? Say it quickly. Get out quickly if you have nothing to do~" The mining slave did not raise his head, his eyes did not move, and he focused on counting the ore on the stone table. Those were gambling.

"I want to compete."

"Competition? Wow ha... That's great. Come on, here, here, just press a fingerprint on it." The miner's face turned red in an instant and his head was congested. He immediately stood up and pushed the grass cold deep into his seat with a smile.

Hearing this, Cao Hanshen immediately pressed a fingerprint on it.

"Come on~, send this kid to the wooden platform." He looked closely at Cao Han's deep detention. When Cao Han's deep detention, the mining slave roared.

Before Cao Han's deep buttocks were warmed, he was caught left and right by the mining slave who came out of nowhere and went to the stage.

So fast? There is no need to discuss the salary or anything, and it is too fast. As soon as you sign, you will "go to work", and "Qinglong" and "White Tiger" will send each other...

"Kid, if you win, you will talk about the reward immediately. If you die, you don't need to talk about anything. Good luck." The mining slave suddenly remembered that he had something to say, and then shouted to the faraway grass cold.

Whether you like it or not, Cao Hanshen has been forcibly pulled to the wooden platform. The two have won or lost before, and the blood on the ground has also been cleaned.

Standing on the stage is almost two concepts from that under the stage, and these are two different worlds. On the stage is a bare and cruel world of the strong.

"Now standing on the stage is a novice, and his opponent has won Ilu twice in a row. It's almost *. If you buy a novice, you will win one for two, and if you buy Iru two, you will get one. Five minutes later, you will get off the game. If you have to *, you have to make a mistake, don't miss it~" The speaker on the stage said impassionedly and with words. Fei, many people who don't want to buy will go* immediately. Of course, they will buy Ilu.

Before, Ilu killed two novices who were similar to the cold grass. They were overrewive, and there were many small ghosts with shallow eyes. The people who died the most on the wooden bucket platform were such people.

Fortunately, a large number of slaves are sent in every few days, or there will be fewer people here.

Cao Han thought deeply, shook his head, muttered softly, and said, "One compensation for two. It seems that I'm still quite hopeful."

"Look, here comes, then Ilu is coming."

"Hm! I like this look. It looks like it's a scar character. It's thanks to me pressing all five pieces of iron ore on him.

"This boy smashed his opponent's head last time. It's quite fierce. Look at this novice, like wood, with a vegetable face. Buy Ilu with me. It's sure to win."

"Well...all right!"

The people around him pointed undisguisedly at Cao Hanshen and Yilu, who was entering the field. Cao Hanshen listened to all the words.

Staring at the side where he won, there were only two pieces of iron ore. Cao Han narrowed his eyes deeply and said to the referee and speaker with a smile, "Oh! Answer brother, can I buy myself to win?"

I was surprised to look at Cao Hanshen. For so long, Cao Hanshen was the first novice to buy himself to win. The previous people were all fighting. Maybe he could really win. The referee had a good impression of Cao Hanshen. At present, he also smiled at Cao Han and said, "Of course, how much do you buy?"

"I'm all pressed!"

The referee gave a secret praise and courage. At the same time, he glanced at the mining slave in charge of the injection. Seeing the latter nodded, the referee said, "I see."

"I'm also completely pressed." As soon as Ilu arrived, he heard Cao Han's deep contempt for himself. That's not bad. At that moment, his face was like frost, and the cold and fierce light stared straight at Cao Hanshen and said, "I'm all under pressure. I've pressed all my commission, plus these two pieces."

After saying that, he took out two pieces of fine iron ore from his body and threw them under the stage. Finally, he shook his eyebrows to Caohan provocatively.

"Cut~"

Seeing that Cao Han Shen turned his head, Ilu spit on Cao Han's back.

"The rules are that there are no rules, and the game begins." The referee stared at the two people concentrated on the field and shouted.

"Kid, I'm going to kill you." Ilu tilted his head and raised his fist deeply at Cao Han.

Squinting his eyes, Cao Han deeply ignored Ilu's fierce eyes and said leisurely, "Ilu, right? Don't worry, I will show mercy."

hu~

A fist shadow flew by, and Illu didn't want to throw a straight fist out fiercely. The target pointed straight at Cao Han's deep head.

"This..." Cao Han's body pressed slightly and turned his head to the right. He wanted to say that this was your strength, but the sound from his ear suffothed Cao Han's deep words back to his stomach.

"Bum~"

Is it successful? Illu smiled. His move was obviously a direct hit, and the dark move of the left hook hit the other party many times, and this time was no exception.

"Impossible..." Ilrun exclaimed and looked at the cold grass with an unthinkable face.

"Pa", "Pa" "Pa"...

The left hand held Ilu's arm steadily. Under his stunned eyes, his eyes were cold and deep. He immediately took a few steps forward and passed by by mistake. When he raised Yilu's right hand, he hit him randomly and slapped him in the face.

The move is not needed at all. This is a fight, which is just a harsh word.

The grass is so cold that it is unforgiving, and it kicks Ilu's vest.

"bang~"

Ilu immediately fell down and ate shit.

"Wow haha..."

The people around were stunned and immediately laughed. The situation changed too fast, but what made the grass cold strange was that the people around them did not seem to worry that Ilu, who had been at a disadvantage, would lose.

Ilu's throat was sweet, and a smell of iron hit his heart. Red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He roared at the grass cold and deep, "I can't forgive you."

Ilu rushed to the cold grass with ferocious eyes, raised his fist and hit it.

"Bang~", "Bang~", "Bang~"

In just a second, Cao Han deeply hit him three times and half squinted. Cao Han looked deeply at Yilu with red eyes one meter away and muttered in his heart, why did this Ilu fight more and more fiercely?

Damn it! This kid is not like a novice at all. Where did it come out... Ilu was more surprised than the grass. The grassy eyes were so poisonous that Yilu's several false moves were seen through.

"Ah~"

Staring at Illu, who still didn't give up, Cao Hanzhen decided to make a fierce move.

"Benlei!"

The right hand held the "thunder" that did not exist, and the cold and deep fist hit Ilu's chest with a trace of shadow. The latter immediately flew back a few steps and finally fell to the ground.

The ugly dragon, who was watching coldly, suddenly condensed his eyes. At the same time, he frowned and sighed softly, "Reckless, really reckless. How can you use this method of cleverness against the enemy? If the strength of the other side is similar, there is no doubt that the depth of grass will be worshipped."

Although the "sword" of Cao Hanshen's just now is powerful, how can it be hostile without a sword? The long "thunder" Qingfeng alone is long enough for the other party to avoid, and Cao Han's hand can't hit the other party.

Cao Han deeply stepped on Ilu's head and slowly increased his strength, saying, "Do you admit defeat?"

"Fuck, stand up and return my ore."

"Daily, didn't you just say that you would win! How can Iru be trampled on the head by a hand?"

The curse immediately boiled up.

"I... I... cough... admitted defeat..." Ilu struggled a few times, but the strength from his head immediately made Ilu burst into tears, and he was weak and begged for mercy.

Hearing the words, Cao Hanshen raised his feet and slowly walked out of the wooden bucket platform. Before leaving, Cao Hanshen did not find Ilu's vicious eyes and the thick murder in the depths of his eyes.

"Bum~"

In the loud noise, there was like the sound of broken bones, and the grass walking on the stage tilted and fell down.

hu~

All the people immediately felt cold and chilled. A man who admitted defeat actually took out a hammer to attack, and inherited the unrelentless power of Cao Han Shen. He swung the hammer at Cao Han's body and smashed it fiercely.

"Nehaha..., I make you crazy, I make you crazy." Illu smiled ferociously on Cao Han deep.

"bang~bang~bang~"

Cao Han deeply gritted his teeth. The deep pain made Cao Han deeply break the corners of his mouth and cast a doubtful and angry look at the referee, as if asking why he had admitted defeat, but why he still tolerated his violence against him.

The referee took a sympathetically and stood aside with a numb expression and said, "The rules are that there are no rules. I have made it very clear that life and death are life and death. There is only life or death on the stage, and there is no victory or loss."

The referee's ruthless words undoubtedly drove Cao Han's deep hope into the abyss. His sympathy for the enemy was cruelty to himself. Cao Han deeply finally realized the true meaning of this sentence.

"Thunder"...?

The grass was so shocked that he couldn't call out the thunder in the spiritual ring. Master, yes, the dragon and snake spiritual ring was originally the master's body, and only he could not take out the contents.

Gras Han turned his head in despair and looked at the ugly dragon floating in the air. There was a trace of begging in his eyes. Cao Han deeply did not want to die.

The ugly dragon shook his head and said in a voice that could only be heard by Cao Han and said, "There are many people here. You can't use the space ring. If you are found, you are still going to die."

The fact is that Cao Hanshen does not have no chance to win back. The other party still has a weakness, as long as Cao Hanshen can hold on.

"Hahaha... Ilu, well done, hammered his head."

"Finally, Iru's 'broken brain'."

With every hammer movement of Ilu, the shouts went up one wave, and all the people were aroused by the blood in their hearts, looking forward to Ilu's third 'broken brain'.