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After cleaning it up, the store manager asked his clerk very badly: "How is it, how is it, it's okay." Then he stood with Hayato.

It's like showing off.

It is mainly because the nature of their work determines that they rarely use the skills they learn.

"No, no..." The other clerks shook their heads.

"The temperament of Hayato is not suitable for guarding."

"That's right! There is no such a handsome guard."

“…”

Hayato couldn't help but grin: "Hey, you guys, what about the mission, be more serious."

These people are very promising and have such vision.

The store manager also looked at Hayato and said, "Your temperament is not like a guard." After that, he went into the inner room and took out a set of coarse clothes and sunglasses.

After Hayato changed his clothes, he nodded: "Hayato's temperament is indeed not something that can be covered by a mere old clothes, so I can only make do with it."

Hayato said, "You are bad."

"hey-hey……"

They laughed. This group of ninjas who have been doing missions outside for a long time can always find ways to relieve stress.

Unexpectedly, the arena was actually in a manor of Tang Yin's senior staff. An oversized shed was built in the open air, with a ring in the middle.

Tickets are required for admission, a total of 1,000 taels.

Is it more than one thousand taels?

The price of a detonation talisman may not be anything to ninjas. But a large bowl of ramen is only sixty or seventy taels, so this price just serves as a threshold, keeping ordinary civilians out.

Before and after paying the ticket, when entering the arena, waves of sounds came to my face. Hayato couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a luxury to set up a soundproof barrier."

From this point of view, one thousand taels is really not expensive. More importantly, there are exposed-dressed service girls passing by everywhere in the venue. They carry free drinks and are also responsible for collecting bets from gamblers. For those who take advantage of the situation from time to time, they are robbing the gamblers.

The savage hands, they were laughing and avoided, but instead made them feel itchy.

Not only is it inexpensive, but it is also very cheap.

At this time, two ninjas were fighting on the ring.

How to say it, it looks gorgeous, and every ninjutsu collision causes screams, but it lacks the danger of life and death struggle.

The store manager said: "This is a warm-up match, arranged by the organizer. No one will place a heavy bet, just play and liven up the atmosphere."

Hayato looked at the second floor, where there was a VIP seat, a group of people dressed in luxurious clothes, holding wine glasses, and were high above.

The two ninjas decided to win and lose - their chakra volume did not allow them to continue using gorgeous ninjutsu, so a ninja, "accidentally" was sprayed by fire escape, and "screamed" and lost.

A bearded abbot came on stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, dear guests, the warm-up match is over, let's enter today's highlight..."

At this time, a glass cup was smashed from the VIP seat, and a fat man with a fat heart stood up.

"Stop talking nonsense, start directly, I can't wait. On the 18th, go up." The fat man shouted.

A big man with a mace jumped from the second floor and bent his legs to the ground.

Bang!

The ground shuddered.

There is a number "18" behind the man. He grinned and raised the host's neck and threw him out of the ring. This action made the audience even more crazy.

"This is the Bloody No. 18, and the current record is six wins. His master's bet is a luxurious hot spring in Tang Yin, worth tens of millions."

"Everyone can come on stage to challenge?"

"How is it possible? If you want to go up, you have to offer a bet of equal value."

"Oh, actually, it's just a bet, it's a big bet."

"Yes, it's specially set up for VIP seats. Many business opponents regard this arena as a place to resolve conflicts."

The fat man was very satisfied with the appearance of No. 18. He glanced at a fat man of the same size, but this fat man was a woman, touching the foundation like gray on the wall.

"Do you dare to have a fight, stinky girls!" the fat man shouted, "You won, all my property in Tangyin Village belongs to you, how about it? If you lose, you will be a bitch to be obediently at night, haha

Ha ha……"

The store manager explained: "These two fat men are actually a couple, and they have conflicts every few days. It's just..." As he spoke, an energetic old man jumped onto the ring.

The fat female screamed: "You can bet if you want, but you are afraid you won't succeed!"

The store manager said: "This old man is a teacher of the physical ninja school in Tano Country, and the Fist of the Crane Ryurou." As he said that, he looked at Hayato.

The Hinaga clan is also famous for its soft fist.

"Look at me - what do you do?" Hayato said.

The store manager said: "Although I don't know why Xianheliu Normal University competes for others, the chances of winning are obviously greater. Do you want to take a gamble?"

"Okay." Hayato took out ten thousand taels, "Just listen to you."

"Listen to me," said the store manager, "There are not many intelligence personnel as professional as me. They only look at the surface when they see the outcome. One is a hideous man and the other is a thin old man. Of course, they bought No. 18.

Oh. So the odds of Xianheliu Normal University are very high."

In fact, Hayato is also optimistic about the Sekirifumi Normal School, but the store manager analyzes the information, while Hayato directly observes the body and chakra.

From this perspective, the big man was suppressed by the old man.

As soon as they fought, Xianheliu Normal School easily avoided the big man's mace with its elegant footwork, and then grabbed the flaws to attack.

No. 18 is good at the hardening technique of earth escape. Although he has been attacked many times, he has not been broken.

"It's almost over," Hayato said.

The store manager nodded and agreed: "The normal school's Hezui attacks the same place, and No. 18 can't bear it anymore."

Wow!

The crane beak pecked at No. 18's ribs again, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and half-kneeled on the ground.

"I won." Xianheliu Normal University took a step back, very stylish.

Many of the audiences in the audience cursed, and these were all won by betting on the No. 18.

"Kill him!"

Suddenly someone shouted, and then someone started to echo, and finally turned into a deafening sound.

Kill him!!!

No. 18's face turned pale. Looking back at the master, his life and death are in the master's hands. If the master wants him to live, he can surrender.

"Waste!" The fat man took a sip of wine and pinched the waitress's chest, "Go to die, I've lost so much money, trash..."

No. 18 continued to attack the normal school in despair. After a while, the blood spit out turned black. It was under the attack of the crane's mouth that the liver ruptured. Finally, he lay on the ground motionless.

Dead...

The staff of the arena came on stage, dragged No. 18 like a dead dog, and then mopped the floor and wiped off the blood.

The ring is bright and beautiful again.

The store manager said: "Sir, you should go up and play with the normal school, soft fist against soft fist."

Hayato said: "I think so, but where do you get so many bets?"

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