Chapter 68 The Iron Rules of the Arena

Xiaoya's dress tonight is particularly gorgeous. She wears a red low-cut dress, her long black hair and inserts two red bamboo chopsticks to fix it. Her mouth is also bright red lipstick. Her ears are hung with exaggerated jade and gold earrings, plus the dim yellow light of ShowTown. , there is a thick and desolate beauty behind her amazing beauty.

The whole dress makes Xiaoya's fresh and pleasant image, as mature and indifferent as a dusty woman who has gone through many stories, as graceful, as quiet as old wine, and drunk before drinking.

At this time, Ren Jingcheng really admitted that Xiaoya was a 28-year-old woman, not a 20-year-old girl.

She must also have many stories...

Ren Jingcheng stared at Xiaoya and secretly speculated in his heart.

"Sister Xiaoya, why are you wearing this dress?" Ye Xiaoqian was shocked to see Xiaoya's clothes.

"I went to a banquet today. It was very boring. After more than ten minutes, I left. It was too troublesome to run away from home, so I didn't go home to change my clothes." Xiaoya explained.

"Yes, Sister Xiaoya, why did you send me this text message?" Ye Xiaoqian pointed to the text message sent by Xiaoya on her mobile phone and asked curiously.

"Do you know that Li Mingle came from Nanxing District?" Xiaoya said.

"I know!" Ren Jingcheng and Ye Xiaoqian nodded together and replied.

"The relationship between him and Alan is very unusual. He is Alan's cousin. You don't know this!" Xiaoya continued.

"Ah!" Ren Jingcheng and Ye Xiaoqian opened their mouths in surprise and shook their heads together.

"But you can also see that they are very hostile. This involves the interests of Alan's family, so I won't say more. He also has a gathering place like ShowTown in Nanxing District. He came here for a simple purpose today, that is, to smash the scene. Xiaoya paused for a moment and continued to say, "He is the deputy captain of a Tianhe team in Nanxing District. His strength is not bad, but Alang and A Ming on our side can't get on the stage. Usually, I will find a fire engine to deal with such a thing, but I don't know why he can't get through today, so I know I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Do many people come to smash the field?" Ren Jingcheng was stunned when he heard the words and asked curiously. How to listen to Xiaoya's meaning as if this kind of thing often happens.

"Of course." Xiaoya smiled and said, "ShowTown is a place to do business. It's no different from Internet cafes and bars, but it focuses on the theme of WarGame and has a fixed customer base."

"Smashing the field is nothing more than cracking down on our peers. Our business is very good because of the fire engine, but there is no such good luck in other places. The battle characteristics of WarGame determine that smashing the scene becomes the best means of publicity.

"Sister Xiaoya, you mean, Jingcheng has shouldered the honor and disgrace of the whole ShowTown this time!" Ye Xiaoqian turned her head and looked at Ren Jingcheng and said in disbelief.

"It's not only ShowTown, but also the honor and disgrace of the amateur circle in Donghua District." Xiaoya gently raised the corners of her mouth as she spoke, with a smile of conspiracy.

When Ren Jingcheng heard the words, he felt dizzy, like a nine-day Xuanlei falling from the sky, and it was like a dark cloud covering straight down, three souls and six souls came out, and the divine tour was too empty...

"Sister Xiaoya, this pear is so big! I can't carry it on my back..." Ren Jingcheng looked at Xiaoya with a sad face and said.

"If you can't carry it, you have to carry it. Don't bargain. Who made you be Xiao Ou's apprentice! When he left, he handed over the responsibility of the bodyguard to the fire machine. Now you are the only one who is not responsible for the fire machine. Xiaoya stretched out her fingers covered with red nail polish and pointed heavily on Ren Jingcheng's forehead, full of domineeringly.

Ren Jingcheng was deterred by Xiaoya's queen-like momentum and did not dare to say any anti-dialogue. He looked at Ye Xiaoqian with a sad face. Unfortunately, Ye Xiaoqian knew Xiaoya's horror better than Ren Jingcheng. Her head shook like a rattle and did not dare to make a sound.

Fifteen minutes is slow and fast. During this period, Ren Jingcheng tried many times to escape, resist and play with his life. Unfortunately, he was suppressed by Xiaoya and the traitor Ye Xiaoqian, and he had no choice but to face the reality.

Ren Jingcheng dragged Xiaoya and Ye Xiaoqian to the battlefield, and the anger of Li Mingle, who had nowhere to vent in the face of his nostrils and looked up to the sky, all his anger sprayed at him.

Li Mingle, who was feeling a good fantasy about how to trample his opponent and abuse him, suddenly felt a chill on his body, and his hair stood upside down.

There are assassins...

Li Mingle also didn't understand why he suddenly thought of this. Looking in the direction of Ren Jingcheng with his feelings, he saw Ren Jingcheng's eyes red, gritting his teeth, and looked like a wild hungry wolf, as if he wanted to bite a piece of meat on him. Li Mingle subconsciously shrank back and felt that it was inappropriate, which showed that his momentum was too weak. He hurriedly coughed to hide his embarrassment, and straightened his chest. I was not afraid of your virtue.

"Hey, I'm generous. I'll let you pick the map. If you lose, don't say that I didn't give you a chance!" Li Mingle hummed twice and said.

"Okay, then you're welcome!" Ren Jingcheng replied with a sneer.

After saying that, he turned his head and said a word in Xiaoya's ear. Xiaoya took a deep look at Ren Jingcheng, turned around and left. For a moment, only Ren Jingcheng and Li Mingle were left in the preparation area for the battle.

At this time, ShowTown was also boiling, and a group of people shouted like crazy people.

"Bighten him as a Nanxing pig..."

"Come to our territory and overturn him..."

"Fuck boy, you don't want to go back..."

......

Since Alang announced the identity of Li Mingle, this threat and abuse have never stopped, and even excitedly directly took his sleeves around to look for the shadow of Li Mingle, wanting to have a real PK.

Alang looked at the excited crowd with a smile, thinking that even if Li Mingle won later, he would let him take off a few layers of skin and hum.

Xiaoya walked on the stage and saw Alan's stupid appearance. She glanced at him angrily and said a word to A Ming. A Ming nodded and took a few steps to the center of the stage with a microphone.

"Dear audience, the two warriors are ready. The map they chose is the arena." Amin deliberately paused at the end and pulled a long tone.

The audience under this map suddenly became more excited, and the crazy shouts almost lifted the roof off.

The arena, as its name, is a map designed 100% compared to the ancient Roman arena. Such an ordinary battle map has another position in the player's mind. Because of the map characteristics of the arena and the infinite imagination*, players give it another meaning and another name, "Dead Arena".

"Dead Fight" is a player-created gameplay generated during the development of WarGame, but this gameplay has extremely cruel iron rules. The losing party will destroy the data card and quit WarGame from now on, and will no longer come into contact with the game in any form.

Of course, no one can guarantee that the losing party will come into contact with WarGame in the future, and it is impossible for everyone to stare at the loser all the time to see if he has come into contact with the game. The execution of this iron rule depends on the player's consciousness and his self-esteem. In the past few years, no one has destroyed this iron rule. For a long time, the "death fight" has been given the prefix of "sacred" by the player to show that it is as irreviolable as God's will...

"Death fight?!"

Li Mingle looked at Ren Jingcheng with fear and slowly swallowed his saliva. He never expected to hear these two words in the mouth of the white and handsome teenager in front of him.

Ren Jingcheng's eyes drooped slightly, and his staring eyes stared at Li Mingle coldly without saying a word.

"Death fight?!"

Alang was also stunned when he heard the three words "fighting arena". He subconsciously thought that this was a deliberate setting by Li Mingle. He was about to find Li Mingle to settle accounts, but he was stopped by Xiao Ya, who stood beside him.

"Let go of me, Li Mingle, this bastard dares to calculate Xiaojing. Even if my father breaks my leg today, I will teach him a lesson and let him know who is the boss of our Li family!" Aaron gritted his teeth and roared at Xiaoya.

"It's not Li Mingle, it's Xiaojing..." Xiaoya replied.

"What? Is it Xiaojing? Is he crazy? Aaron said in surprise.

"What nonsense? He's not crazy if you're crazy. I think he's a good way!" Xiaoya glanced at Alan and whispered.

"I know, you are crazy!" Aaron pointed to Xiaoya and said.

"Get out of here!" Xiaoya waved her hand and hit A Lang's finger fiercely. "Xiaojing said that since Li Mingle had no intention, he could not be polite to him and killed him in one breath, so that he would not slow down and bite us again. How could he spend so much time with him? What's more, it can also remind those who come to smash the scene if they have nothing to do. Don't be humiliated if you don't have the strength. We can also save it lightly.

"Can Xiaojing's honest child say this?" Aaron raised his disbelief tone, looked at Xiaoya again, and suddenly said, "I see, you taught him all these! Wow, you mutilate the seedlings. Don't be afraid that the fire machine will settle accounts with you!"

"Where is it cool, lie down and don't splash dirty water on me." Xiaoya said angrily, "This is what Xiaojing said. Although he is honest, the child has an idea and is a reliable person at a critical moment. Qianqian's vision is really good. This boyfriend is worth it.

"The vision of the fire machine is not bad..." A Lang was stunned for a long time after listening to Xiaoya's words, and suddenly exhaled a long breath and said meaningfully.

Xiao Ya nodded with a smile and seemed to agree with A Lang's words.

"I think it's a dog that can bite people and doesn't bark!"

Amin, who had been talking to him all the time, suddenly popped up this sentence.

Then, Xiaoya quietly stretched out two white jade fingers, pinched the thick meat around A Ming's waist, and twisted them fiercely.

"Ah..."

In Amin's sad scream, the picture on the big screen changed, and the countdown of the battle appeared in front of everyone.