"Brother, do you want to go down and take a look? It looks like the fighting was quite intense."

Li Tie looked at the octagonal cage in the distance. He couldn't see clearly, but he could vaguely see the two people inside the octagonal cage fighting back and forth.

"Go down and have a look." Li Yu nodded.

There were many people below, and Li Zhengping led two patrol members at the front to clear the way.

Since it was the first time for a gladiatorial arena event to be held, no tickets were charged, and there was no exclusive VIP area for viewing.

Everyone who comes in to watch is treated equally and basically stands to watch.

Li Zhengping and two patrol members walked at the front, squeezing through the people in front and clearing the way for Li Yu and others behind.

"Who are you riding on? Why are you squeezing?"

A tall man was pushed away by a patrol member. He turned his head angrily and pushed the patrol member behind him.

Two patrolmen stared at him.

The tall man saw the guns in the hands of the two patrol members, looked up and saw Li Zhengping behind them.

The expression on his face instantly turned frightened. At this moment, he couldn't stand up straight, and his legs and stomach were shaking.

What did he do? He pushed someone from the patrol team at the trading market!

I'm a fool! I'm a fool! I'm going to die!

He slapped his face twice without hesitation.

A ninety-degree bow,

"Sorry! I didn't see it was you."

Li Zhengping frowned and ignored him. He pointed forward towards the patrol members, indicating that they should go to the front.

Today they were not wearing patrol uniforms, and everyone was watching the people fighting in the octagonal cage, so many people did not recognize them.

But the scene just now suddenly attracted the attention of the surrounding survivors. Many people recognized Li Zhengping and Lao Huang.

Even though the venue was crowded, they still gave way to a road that was two to three meters wide.

With them giving way, it will be much easier for Li Yu and others to go down.

But along the way, the survivors on both sides looked at them in surprise.

Especially Li Yu, who seemed to have the highest status in the center of the crowd.

Many of them don't know Li Yu.

"I know the guy at the front, Captain Li from the patrol team. The guy at the back is Manager Huang from the trading market. Do you know the others?"

"I don't know, but look at the young man in the center. Manager Huang and Captain Li both seem to be very respectful to him, but he looks a little unfamiliar."

"Anyway, they must be high-level people in Oil City. Stay back. We can't afford to offend these people."

...

When Li Yu and the others reached a position five meters away from the Octagon, they stopped.

This is the clearest position to see their fight in the cage, and you can have a more comprehensive view.

Within a radius of three meters, no survivor came close to them.

Several patrol members were distributed around to look after the safety of the city lord Li Yu.

Li Yu was calm and calm, watching the two men fighting in the octagonal cage.

In the octagonal cage, I saw a man with a well-proportioned figure wearing a black vest and a pair of black gloves on his hands. He punched the strong, shirtless, bald man opposite him in the face with a heavy punch.

Blood spurted from the face of the bald man and he fell to the ground.

Before the bald man could get up, the man in the black vest rushed over again.

He kicked the strong man violently in the stomach.

puff!

The bald man spat out a mouthful of blood,

This is not over yet,

The man in the black vest rushed over quickly, put his knee on the strong man's back, controlled the bald man's right hand, and pinned him completely to the ground, unable to move.

The bald head rubbed against the floor, trying to resist, but a sharp pain came from his right hand.

He realized that if he didn't surrender, his arm might be removed.

So he quickly patted the ground with his left hand to express his surrender.

Seeing him slapping the ground, Black Shou loosened his hands and stood up immediately.

Shi Shiran walked to the center of the octagonal cage and waited for someone to open the octagonal cage door.

There are no other messy rules in fighting here, there is only one rule, and that is to determine the winner or loser. No one is allowed to leave the octagonal cage unless the winner or loser is determined.

The ring match was organized by members of the Ax Gang, and the host Fat Hu quickly opened the iron lock on the octagonal cage.

Fat Tiger was quite charming. After he came in, he gave Black Hand a wink, walked up to Black Hand and raised his right hand.

Holding a loudspeaker and shouting: "Black Hand, win!"

"Wuhu! Black Hand!"

"Black Hand!"

"Black Hand!"

"Black Hand!"

For a moment, the entire arena's viewing platform erupted in shouts.

"I just said that Black Hand is the strongest! I bet that he can win the final championship. I bet 3 points. If he can win, I will get 3 points!"

"Not necessarily, that masked man is also very strong. I still think that masked man is awesome!"

"Let me tell you a little tidbit. Do you know who organized this competition?"

"who?"

"Axe Gang!"

"I know!"

"So do you know the relationship between the Ax Gang and the Black Hand?"

"?"

"Black Hand is a member of the Ax Gang. If you think about it, the Ax Gang, as the organizer, can completely operate behind the scenes. Black Hand will definitely win!"

"Haha, you are wrong if you think so. The rules of the octagonal cage are only winning or losing, and the fight is real, unless the masked man is also hired by the Ax Gang."

"Then let's wait and see."

...

In the octagonal cage, the bald man got up on the ground, twisted his right hand, and felt a little lucky in his heart.

Fortunately, he surrendered in time, otherwise his arm would be disabled and it would be difficult to fight in the next game.

It's the semifinals now, and there are four people left.

Work in pairs to determine the winner,

The two winners duel to determine the champion and runner-up.

Two losers duel, the winner is the third runner-up.

From what I saw a few days ago, Black Hand and the masked man were the strongest, but he didn't pay attention to the others at all.

I just wanted to fight the black hand, but I didn't expect the fight to be so miserable.

If I had known that the black hands would be so ruthless, I would have surrendered earlier.

Holding his stomach, the bald man walked off the ring.

Swish, swish, swish!

Two people immediately ran up from below. They brought wet mops and quickly mopped the blood on the ground before running down.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Immediately afterwards, two other ax gang members took dry mops and mopped away the remaining water.

Fat Tiger walked to the center of the octagonal cage with his orchid fingers, looked around with a loudspeaker, and then shouted:

"Next, I'd like to invite Wukong!"

A spotlight shined on the entrance to the Octagon, and a man wearing a Goku mask walked up.

This man wearing a Wukong mask, wearing long clothes and long sleeves, and a black peaked cap on his head, has a mysterious atmosphere.

Fat Tiger twisted his fat hips, walked up to the masked man and smelled his scent, with a smile on his lips.

"So manly..."

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To be continued...