I went crazy in the holographic world

Chapter 190
Xu Shijia Ruoer's fighting speed was too fast, and the fighting process was not exciting at all. The referee's face became darker and darker.

Jia Ruoer would not take care of his mood and stood on the stage waiting for the next round.

Although the referee wanted to make a substitution midway, due to their rules, the winner had to stay on the stage all the time, so he could only announce the start of the next game with a sullen face.

But this time, it was no longer a young man who came up, but a shambling old man.

He seemed to be a little unconscious and was dragged to the stage.

"Go, beat her. If you win, you will have something to eat." The man pushed him onto the stage. After saying this, he ignored him and even gave Garol a provocative look before leaving the stage. , seems to be saying, how should you handle this situation?
Garuol tightened the whip in her hand. She originally thought that the nursing home on the ground was just a cover to cover up the madness underground.

But I didn't expect these people to be so crazy that they would bring these old and unconscious old people here to deal with those thugs who had a winning streak.

If there are really people who are desperate for money, then how can these old people have any chance of living?

After the old man came on stage, when he heard that Jiaruoer had something to eat, he didn't care about anything else, so he rushed towards Jiaruoer.

Naturally, Jia Ruoer would not stand still and be beaten, so he turned sideways and reached the other end of the duel platform.

"If you win, he won't have anything to eat tonight, so do you still want to win?"

The referee walked up to Garol, said this softly, and then returned to the duel stage in the middle.

Jiaruoer looked down at the people sitting not far away. They seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and they were even vaguely looking forward to Jiaruoer's choice.

Should he directly push the old man off the stage and win the final victory tonight, or should he voluntarily admit defeat and hand over the ultimate reward that is within easy reach.

Jia Ruoer closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Is this the rule here?

If so, then there is no need to follow such rules.

Since arriving at this place, Jia Ruoer has been cooperating with them, wanting to see what they will do next, but he did not expect this to be the case.

But now, she doesn't want to play with them anymore.

When Jia Ruoer opened his eyes again, he looked at the group of people sitting on the duel stage watching the show, his eyes were as indifferent as looking at dead things.

People who don't respect other people's lives don't deserve to live in this world.

She jumped off the stage, and everyone thought she was giving up this opportunity.

"Hey, I'd say she'll relent in the end."

"Unlucky, I was so fierce at the beginning, but in the end I just gave up, and I lost 300 million."

"Isn't it just 300 million? I heard that you recently took a big deal with a high rate of return. Do you still care about the 300 million?" The person next to him who won the money said comfortingly.

The man seemed to have thought of these things, drank all the wine in the glass, and laughed.

call out--

The sound of a whip breaking through the air was followed by the sound of the table cracking and the wine on the table scattering to the floor.

Those people were startled by this turn of events. They stood up from their seats and looked at Garol in horror.

Jia Ruoer looked at them with a smile on her face, "What's the matter? Didn't you enjoy it just now?"

That group of people: How can we enjoy it if you are making trouble like this? "What are you doing!" Someone yelled at Jia Ruoer, and then worried that he would be beaten, he shouted: "Come here, what is going on? Didn't you find someone to investigate?"

The person who led Jia Ruoer to the duel stage before immediately stepped forward, "You are crazy, what are you doing! We have signed an agreement, even if you can't get the final reward, but you have won so many games, The money given will not be less, why don’t you apologize quickly.”

Jiaruoer glanced at him speechlessly, "Don't you even check the identity of someone you're looking for?"

"What, what do you mean?" The man was stopped by Jia Ruoer's question, and his head did not turn around for a while.

Jiaruoer didn't want to say too much to him, so he kicked him away. No one here was innocent, so he was not unjustly kicked.

The man didn't expect that he would be beaten. He clutched his stomach, lay on the ground, and shouted at the referee: "Where is she, hurry up and arrest her."

The referee was a little aggrieved by being called out like this. He had already called people at the beginning, but there were relatively few of them here. After the person who had fought with Garol before was kicked off the stage by Garol, No one dared to stop her.

They came here to duel just for money, and they had no affiliation with them. Now they were unwilling to go up, and he couldn't control them.

When those people who were sitting and drinking saw that few people came up to help them, they rolled up their sleeves and raised their hands to wave at Jia Ruoer.

It didn't take much effort for Garol to deal with this group of drunkards who wanted to stay drunk.

They were knocked down in a few strokes.

Mr. Gao's expression did not change from beginning to end. He stayed behind the group of people and did not run away. He just stood there and watched.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Jia Ruoer left him alone first. After cleaning up the others, she walked towards him.

"It's wonderful," he said.

"Really? There are even more exciting ones." Garol replied.

"We'll see." He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, seeming to be satisfied with the current situation.

Jiaruoer glanced at him indifferently, took out the folding fruit knife Xiao Xiao prepared for her from her bag, unfolded it, and pressed it against his chest.

"What color do you think your blood is?" Jia Ruoer asked, then poked it hard.

The fruit knife pierced his clothes and scratched his skin.

Jia Ruoer took out the knife, looked at the red blood on the tip of the knife, and said with some dissatisfaction: "It turned out to be red, I'm really disappointed."

The man didn't seem to feel any pain, and replied happily: "Then what color do you want it to be?"

"Black, doesn't it suit you very well?" Jia Ruoer raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at him.

He seemed satisfied with this answer and chuckled.

"It's not as simple as you think here. You've made a big fuss here, and it's not that easy to get out." Mr. Gao glanced behind Jia Ruo'er, where a group of people were lying in a mess. These were all Jia Ruo'er. Er's masterpiece.

After those people saw Jia Ruoer taking out the knife, they didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of attracting Jia Ruoer's attention, and then explained that here, there was nothing like the previous appearance of trying to please Mr. Gao.

Seeing Mr. Gao looking over, they all lowered their heads and pretended to be scared, trying to make Mr. Gao understand that it was not that they were unwilling to save him, but that they were actually unable to save him.

When the thugs hired here come to support, they will definitely make Garole look good.

(End of this chapter)