Ghost Shelter System

Chai Ziyue pursed her lips and looked at the young man without saying a word.

The young man seemed to be tired from the activity, so he put down his whip and sat across from Chai Ziyue: "Tell me who the Chinese psychic is. How did he give you the right to enter the City of Ten Deaths?"

"dream!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood and water, the boy's body did not return to normal state at all. Blood and water spit out on his face. The boy's eyes twitched and he pulled out the sword.

A ninja came in and stopped the boy's actions.

"Shizhai, the big boss said that we need to find the whereabouts of the Chinese spiritual medium. The Holy Son of Europe has appeared, six divine stars, one of the Holy Son, one of the Yongye people, and one of the Holy See, plus us One in hand, four in total. If the Chinese spiritual medium finds it, then the fifth divine star will be found. We are not in a hurry to control all the divine stars, but after finding the whereabouts of the sixth divine star , is when our church rises.”

"Overseer, I am a warrior! Not a chess piece."

"Then have you felt the power brought to you by the Divine Star?"

"..."

"Don't be anxious. Hibernation is often the safest choice to make mistakes."

The tea set was set out, several bowls of tea were cooked, and the warlord untied Chai Ziyue. In the room on the top floor of the warehouse, through the window, Li Chong could be seen in the cage, preparing for the next round.

"Woman, you have seen that your man is very powerful. He killed Tokissai and defeated me, but he is powerless in front of the big boss. So your fate is to die here."

When the warlord spoke, the tea cup next to him automatically hung in the air. On the futon, a ninja ghost was kneeling. The ghost was cut off at the waist, and the tea flowed out from his waist after drinking it, but it could not stop his enthusiasm for drinking tea.

In the warehouse, the host's grandiose voice sounded, and a string of Japanese words announced the beginning of the fight to the death.

In the stands around the warehouse, the high-rollers were excited. The electronic screens on the wall showed the odds of betting. Li Chong's odds had gone from 1 to 1 to 4 to 1. After several consecutive days of fighting to the death, the odds were exhausted. After all his energy was spent, the dealer, based on calculations, was not optimistic about how likely he was to win.

In the cage, Li Chong looked at his wrists and ankles, feeling bitter in his heart. This instrument of torture, engraved with strange runes, could actually cut off the connection between himself and the Ten Death Seals! Li Chong couldn't get supplies or contact others. Ever since he was caught up by that powerful guy that night, he had become a beast driven to fight.

Frustrated!

"Hey……"

Above the cage, someone called him.

He has big gold teeth and a big gold chain. He is a young man, ugly and vulgar, and people don't want to talk to him at all.

Next to Young Master, there was an interpreter. The translator pushed up his glasses and translated Young Master's words to Li Chong: "I heard that you are a fighter from China. Young Master Ashiya is very optimistic about you and treats you to a meal."

The young man with golden teeth found Li Chong looking up at him in the cage, and proudly presented a box full of large amounts of Japanese yen!

A denomination of 10,000 is a total of 10 wads, which is 1,000,000 yen. When converted, it is 10,000 U.S. dollars!

"We're going to feed the beast!"

After being imprisoned here for three days, Li Chong learned the rules here. In order to win in gambling, high-rollers would give extra meals to the beasts. Extra meals were very expensive, and they were equivalent to buying them directly from the banker.

For 1,000,000 yen, the extra meal in exchange is a piece of salt bread and a glass of water.

When Li Chong saw the money being taken away, he was given a piece of bread and a glass of water that he had never smelled before. He silently picked it up and put it into his mouth.

The bread was very salty and dry. I drank all the water after eating, but it was not enough. My odds changed from 1 to 4 to 1 to 3.

"Hey!" Mr. Big Gold Tooth said a lot while making gestures like drinking water.

The translator said: "Master Ashiya asked you if you still need it? Gamblers who bet 500,000 US dollars have three opportunities to feed."

Li Chong was not pretentious: "I need water!"

The second feeding cost 200,000 U.S. dollars and a glass of water, and the third feeding cost 300,000 U.S. dollars and a glass of water.

A total of 600,000 U.S. dollars, 1 slice of salty bread, and 3 glasses of water. Li Chong had never thought that a glass of water was so expensive. He was rich, but this was the first time he saw someone with too much money.

These three glasses of water were enough for him to survive for another day.

"I want to tell you, young master, thank you. Today, I will let him take full advantage of me. I will not lose."

The translator told the words to Young Master Da Jinya, who shook his head.

"You are a powerful person. I have watched you fight for three days and I admire you! I hope you are alive."

"I will live."

"But I've been to the Kanagawa Demon Sword Hall many times, and no beast will survive to the end. This is a Shura field."

"I will live until the end."

"Why?"

"Someone will save me."

"who?"

In Li Chong's mind, a carefree young man appeared. For some reason, when Li Chong was on the verge of mental collapse several times, he thought of this face.

The young master with golden teeth took off his sunglasses and threw them into the cage.

"Three days ago, your eyes were sharp. Now you are so weak that you are vulnerable. Don't let your opponent see your fatigue."

The sunglasses were cracked but not broken. Li Chong put on the tattered sunglasses and the tiger came out of the cage.

"It's an exciting time again! Today's fighting style is the ladder to hell!"

Each 'beast' is sent to the fighting stage in the middle of the warehouse. It is a round staircase with gasoline poured around it. After a while, these stairs will be ignited. If the opponent is not eliminated within the limited time, everyone will be killed. Burned here!

Young Master Jinya frowned as he looked at today's rules.

It's very unfavorable. Betting on Li Chong has odds.

When betting on other beasts, you can only bet on whether they survive. So based on experience, these people are all going to kill Li Chong.

A bodyguard listened and asked how much the bet was.

Young Master Jinya looked at the box he brought today, took off the rings on his ten fingers and threw them together: "All in!"

…

Once out of the cage, the battle begins.

Round staircase, wheel battle style, the others did not attack each other, they all came towards Li Chong.

Benches, baseball bats, chains, everyone had weapons, and Li Chong could understand what these people said.

"Exorcists from China, die with us!"

"A group of eliminated hosts. If someone points a gun at you, do you have to go out and work for others?"

"Hahahahaha... This is the honor of the top black umbrella mercenaries. As long as we can survive in the Colosseum, we are qualified to gain power, wealth, and freedom! In this world, guns will force us to do things we don't want to do. So what? Only blood can make people grow!"

The concept of the Black Soul Cult has been instilled into low-level people such as the Black Umbrella mercenaries. Li Chong was surprised that these people were all hosts. He was also surprised that these people could not help themselves.

"Curse!"

A female ghost crawled on Li Chong's back, covered in charms, and her nails were scratching all over Li Chong's body.

Those high-rollers couldn't see the ghost, and Li Chongjing's naked upper body suddenly appeared with strange bloodstains!

"It's here again! The blood tiger ghost pattern! Will he still win today?"

The host yelled and noticed that several other people had also changed.

A fierce ghost is coming, 1 pick 7! 19