There's a Madman Sharpening His Knife at Night

Lu Hu entered the Strange Objects Building at noon. When he came out now, the sun was already running out.

The streets are still bustling with people.

Although Lu Hu had been staying in Anyang Fucheng for a while, he still felt a sense of trance every time he saw such a scene.

After seeing the dilapidated and miserable scenes in other areas of Qingzhou, it is difficult for people to believe that Anyang Mansion is also in Qingzhou.

The inside and outside of the city are only separated by a city gate. The gap between the inside and outside is really a world of difference!

He first avoided the flow of people, took off his mask and outer robe in a remote place, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it randomly into the yard of a house.

Then Shi Shiran headed towards Songhe Tower.

When he arrived at the restaurant, although he only had two hundred taels of silver left to sell daggers, he still spent it without restraint. He went up to the second floor and ordered a table of good wine and food. He sat next to the window and drank a lot. Start eating.

The white clouds and blue sky in the dusk blend with each other and appear thin. The faint light towards the evening begins very early, precipitating a silence.

The moment the sunset's silent brilliance spreads out, every bump on the ground is reflected brilliantly.

After Lu Hu had eaten and drank enough, he returned to the inn.

As soon as you enter the room.

Ugh~!

He pulled out the tiger blade hanging on the wall, and the blade came out of its sheath, making a clear sound like a dragon roaring.

“The money has almost been spent by now, it’s time to pay it forward!”

The corners of Lu Hu's mouth curved into a cold arc.

He looked at the blade of the tiger blade and slowly rubbed it with his fingers. His fingers were scratched with blood marks by the blade, but they were immediately repaired.

"My tiger blade has never had a good drink of blood since it was made. Tonight, I will let you drink it!"

As he spoke, Lu Hu's eyes could not help but turn slightly red, and his body revealed a deep murderous intention.

After Lu Hu said this, he put his sword into its sheath, packed up the things in the room, took them with him, turned around and walked out the door.

At this time, he wanted to confirm for the last time the route out of the city he had planned during this period.

People often say that the older you get, the less courage you get.

This sentence is both true and false. People who have been around for a long time are used to seeing unexpected and unexpected things. If nothing happens five or six times, that is lucky. But if you lick blood on the blade for a long time, accidents will eventually happen. day.

Moreover, after killing many people, they all know that life and death are often just a thin line, and the identity of the murderer and the person being killed will often change, so everything is done with utmost care!

Seek defeat first, then win.

Although Lu Hu's strength has greatly increased, his retreat still needs to be clearly determined first. This has nothing to do with his strength.

Lu Hu wandered around the city for a long time. After making sure it was correct, he went straight to the death arena.

This time also happened to be the evening time when the Senluo Club Death Arena began.

When I came to the gate, I saw all kinds of people walking inside talking and laughing with each other.

Lu Hu blended into the crowd and went deeper. At the same time, he kept looking at the surrounding environment with his eyes, silently remembering it in his heart.

After turning left from the previous position of the exquisite bonsai, the real gate of the Death Arena appeared ahead.

The door is high, with thick brick walls on both sides. The door is inlaid with a bronze knocker, giving it a bronze luster.

On both sides of the door were two ferocious stone sculptures of unknown animals, with their mouths wide open, as if they wanted to eat the person who entered the door, exuding a bloody and crazy smell.

Lu Hu followed the flow of people and walked into the door. As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by a main hall. In the middle of the main hall was an entrance passage diagonally downwards, and on both sides were two tall platforms like pawn shops, surrounded by wooden boards and iron railings.

On the wall on the side of the high platform, there are today's Death Fighters, the fights and information about the Death Fighters.

On the high platform on the left, a group of gamblers held money and placed their bets inside.

On the right is the ticket purchase window.

Lu Hu first bought a ticket on the right. A ticket cost two taels of silver!

Difficulty Senluo will be extremely rich. Not to mention the gambling on one side, just this death match ticket can make a lot of money!

After buying the ticket, Lu Hu also looked at the information about the dead fighters on the walls on both sides. He was not an old viewer who had been watching for a long time, so he couldn't judge anything just by looking at the information hanging on the wall.

When Lu Hu looked at it, he was thinking that the information I had at that time should have been hung here.

From being a slave fighting on the stage to being a spectator in the audience, this wonderful feeling of revisiting his old place made Lu Hu sigh with emotion.

He randomly picked a guy he liked and spent all the money he had left on him.

Immediately after entering the venue, walking through a long and dark corridor, the air gradually became turbid, and a familiar smell of blood and sweat began to penetrate the nose.

Walking out of the aisle, the first thing that comes into view is naturally the death fighting platform in the center.

The Death Battle Platform did not undergo any changes, and the ground was still stained with a faint layer of dark red that could not be washed away.

At this time, the Death Fighter had not yet entered the venue, and the spectators were seated at will. Lu Hu chose the seat in the middle and sat down.

Lu Hu looked at the death fighting platform in front of him and couldn't help but press the hilt of the knife hidden on his body with his left hand.

After transforming his strength, he can control the muscles all over his body in subtle ways. There is a knife hidden in his body, and no one can tell any clues about it from the outside.

Lu Hu's heart was full of killing intent, but his face was as calm as water.

As a man in gray clothes flashed into the death arena, the people who were already seated in the arena let out a roar like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

Immediately, the man in gray stretched out his arms and said with a big smile: "I've kept you guys waiting for a long time. Today's fight to the death is about to begin. I believe that many people today are rushing to fight to the death between Poison Dragon Liu Sheng and Black Fist Zhao Chen. , but before the big meal, let us taste a few appetizers, so that the taste of the big meal will be enough. Without further ado, let us start the first side dish, Death Fighter Zhou Yang, Duel Fighter Zheng Shi !”

After the host said this, the sound of iron ropes being pulled was heard, and the two iron gates slowly rose.

With Lu Hu's keen hearing, he heard two heavy footsteps sounding from the passage.

Two young men in their early twenties, with disheveled hair and stained faces, were escorted by men in black from the Senluo Society and appeared!

Although they were two talented warriors, because it was the first match of the day, the surrounding audience still roared.

Let the temperature on the field gradually rise.

This familiar scene caused Lu Hu's blood flow to speed up. He couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly to suppress the violent bloodlust in his heart.

Two combatants take the stage.

clang!

The opening gong rang, and the cheers on the field suddenly exploded, almost knocking down the ceiling!

The two thin figures on the stage immediately collided and became entangled.

There was a muffled sound as the fists hit the flesh, and blood soon began to appear. The blood began to splash around under the impact of the fists and legs!