"This Yang Yue is a little interesting." Jiang Zhixia smiled faintly and said, "Why? Is he the protagonist today?"
The waiter in the private room respectfully said, "Reporting to Eldest Miss, this person is a savage we found in the southern mountain forest. He has lived with wolves since he was young, and the wild nature and murderous aura in his bones just happened to be in line with the rules of our survival game, so we brought him back."
"In that case, his record should be very good, right?" There was still no expression on Jiang Zhixia's face. She raised the corner of her mouth and said with a cold smile, "I don't want the person I like to die like a dog without any dignity in the end."
Hearing this, the waiter immediately lowered his head slightly. It was obvious that he already had a plan in his mind. He was about to go out and whisper. Jiang Zhixia said coldly, "Don't play tricks, or I will use you to test whether his strength is effective."
Since this waiter could be assigned to such a place, he obviously had some skills. Perhaps the manager didn't know much about others, but this waiter with the surname Lin was a traitor of a foreign mercenary organization. Although he didn't dare to say that he was the strongest or the second strongest in this club, he was definitely in the top three. Obviously, Miss Lin had also noticed this.
"Okay." The waiter bowed respectfully and then walked out. The manager waiting at the door asked indifferently, "How is the situation of this Miss?
She is at least at the level of half a step to the Heaven Column. " The waiter surnamed Lin smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know the purpose of her coming this time, but I can be sure that if she really came with other purposes, then our whole club is not necessarily her opponent."
"Then what is the attitude of the young master?" The manager asked indifferently.
"I think the young master means that this girl seems to be the person he wants to pursue, and she seems to be cold to him and has no malice." The waiter surnamed Lin thought for a while and said, "She is a girl. No matter how powerful she is, she can't resist the temptation of love."
The manager and he looked at each other and smiled. Naturally, neither of them expected that when Jiang Zhixia looked at the bloody fighting scene in the field, she didn't even have the slightest bit of pity for Young Master He, who was the most basic human being, let alone love.
"Are these female slaves here to sell their bodies or to do something else?" Jiang Zhixia said with some disgust, "Who fights like this?
Young Master He coughed awkwardly, then said, "Well, isn't this to satisfy the needs of the customers? No one will watch a simple fight. We still have to earn back the ticket money."
At this moment, the scene was not only filled with the smell of blood. As more than a dozen female slaves holding machetes slowly took off their white muslin clothes, revealing their exquisite and alluring bodies, the scene was filled with an alluring atmosphere that made everyone's hormones secrete crazily. Everyone's breathing became heavy.
Young Master He thought that Jiang Zhixia simply hated the feeling of a girl trying to please a man. He didn't know that the young lady he admired had already seen those girls who had their own lives and personalities and could have lived happily for the rest of their lives. When their pretty faces were filled with charm and charm that did not match their age and experience, and when they put their dignity out for others to trample on, the killing intent in her heart towards him, the actual mastermind, was so hot that even if the ice water of the entire North Pole was poured down, it would not be able to cool down at all.
Rather than that, it would be better to send them away as soon as possible. Jiang Zhixia secretly said in her heart. Her beautiful eyes were already looking expectantly at Yang Yue, who was surrounded in the field.
Feeling a very strange gaze, Yang Yue also raised his head and looked at the owner of the gaze. Seeing the extremely complicated expression on the owner of the gaze, Yang Yue actually had an almost strange illusion, as if in the eyes of this unprepossessing girl, there was a feeling of destiny that he had been waiting for.
Feeling the murderous aura of the man in front of them, who was like a black panther, suddenly burning up, the faces of more than a dozen female slaves inevitably showed astonished expressions. "What's going on? Could it be that our Enchantment didn't work at all?
Erhu, come out. " Yang Yue said lightly.
Young Master He, the manager, and the waiter surnamed Lin's mouths immediately began to twitch slightly. Perhaps these female slaves and even Jiang Zhixia didn't know that the most terrifying thing about Yang Yue was not his exquisite fierceness and wild killing skills, but the Erhu he just mentioned.
Er Hu was a Siberian gray wolf that hadn't reached adulthood yet, but he already had the aura of a king that could dominate the snowy plains. His eyes, which flickered with a cold green light, carried a frightening coldness and bloodlust.
The other guests in the stands all let out a burst of exclamations, and many people even began to talk about it. Because this was the first time Yang Yue appeared, he was not particularly well-known. In the eyes of these regular guests, he was far less competitive than the female slaves they liked. Therefore, when they saw that Yang Yue even called a wolf-like animal out to help, they immediately became a little anxious.
"Organizer, what's wrong with your rules? You said it's a one-on-one fight. How can you call an animal out to help?
Yes, if it bites our female slaves, are you going to compensate?
This is simply unfair to the extreme!
How can there be so much fairness and unfairness in this world? " Yang Yue said in a hoarse voice, "On the surface, we are fighting in a chaotic battle, but you should know better than me that in fact, it's just a dozen of you against me. I know that my identity is rejected by you, but it doesn't matter. I don't care about being rejected, but if you say it's unfair, I will be very unhappy.
Whether you are happy or not has nothing to do with us. We only care about the result! " A tyrannical voice sounded in the stands. Yang Yue raised his head lightly, and then said coldly, "Erhu, go."
The person who spoke in the stands only glanced at Yang Yue, and she felt as if her eyes were being stared at by some kind of beast from the prehistoric era. The almost terrifying killing intent and sharpness in those eyes almost made her whole soul tremble.
No one could see Erhu's movements clearly. The moment such a purebred Siberian gray wolf pounced, the extremely crazy, extremely fierce, and extremely cruel killing intent on him pierced the soul of every bystander like a sharp sword that had left its string.
The expressions on the female slaves' faces also became serious. They retreated together and put on a defensive formation. However, what they did not expect was that Yang Yue's figure also moved at the same time!
He did not have a weapon, but everyone who was stunned knew very well that this man himself was a weapon. When he followed behind his closest companion and launched a final attack against the seemingly impossible situation in front of him, he was a peerless weapon that had been sealed for too long. The shackles and confusion on his body had finally been completely torn apart by some mysterious thing. Finally, all the dust on the surface had been swept away, and it bloomed with the unique brilliance of the world in one fell swoop!
The female slave who was stared at by Erhu inexplicably felt an instinctive fear coming from her life. The movement of the machete in her hand to block was only a moment too slow, and Erhu had already closed in on her. His slender gray body drew a sharp and perfect arc in the air. The female slave, who had forgotten all the blocking movements in an instant, fell to the ground in absolute panic.
In just a few seconds, when Erhu raised his head again, everyone gasped in unison. No one cared about whether the female slave was dead or alive, because in this world, no one could survive with their throat bitten off and a beautiful face completely torn apart by sharp claws.
The rich boy on the stage who had already identified the female slave suddenly roared angrily. He was about to stand up and curse loudly when he was shocked by what happened next.
Yang Yue was not the kind of person who could only serve as a foil to his partner. Although he did not have a weapon in his hand, even Jiang Zhixia had a rather strange feeling in her heart when she saw his fist shining with a strange cyan cold light and the murderous aura that could burst out with unimaginable power at any time. In front of this man, there really seemed to be nothing that could stop him.
It was just a punch. The cruelty on the face of the female slave, who was the first target of Yang Yue's attack, instantly turned into disbelief and astonishment. She watched the machete made of fine steel being directly and crudely broken in the most direct and most rudely way under the sound of metal clashing that absolutely could not happen at this time.
She watched the fist shining with the sharpness of metal smashing fiercely between her eyebrows. In such a seemingly long but actually extremely short process, the female slave, who had undergone countless rigorous training, did not even make a single evasive movement before her head was completely smashed.
Looking at the splattering blood and brain matter, the stands once again burst into an uproar. However, for Yang Yue, his massacre had only just begun.
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