The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 214 Two, singing or watching? (29)

  Yuan Bei has always believed in Xiang Nan's words.

  Of course, the main reason is that Yu Xiangnan never talked much.

  Up to now, Yuan Bei has always felt that the [Nothing Friend Card] is the most valuable item he has drawn.

   And it can be used on Xiangnan, which is also to carry forward it.

  Others may be superficial brothers, but Yuan Bei also feels that he cannot be described as a "friend".

  Besides his family, only Yu Xiangnan can give Yuan Bei such a feeling of absolute trust.

  Even Zhang Peng and Jia Zhi couldn’t compare.

  Since Yu Xiangnan didn't let him talk, he didn't say anything, anyway, he wasn't going to tell others.

   If you sneakily picked up a big bargain, then you can make a fortune in silence and it's over. How can you go around talking about it.

but…

   "Xiang Nan, why are we here?"

  Yuan Bei looked at the dark area, and looked at the mobile phone that didn't even have a signal. On a dark and gloomy door, there were a few obscure and distorted characters printed on it. He could only make out the general idea:

   "Stage of Ghosts"

  Hearing this name, it doesn't feel like a serious place.

  As soon as he got up early in the morning, Yu Xiangnan dragged him over. After a few space maneuvers, he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, and south, and after the last maneuver, he arrived at this place.

  In a pitch-black place, it feels like Yu Xiangnan is going to sell him directly.

   "That... you'll know when you go in."

  Yu Xiangnan seemed a little embarrassed, but he ignored Yuan Bei's inquiry and took the lead.

   There was no movement, and the door slowly opened. The picture inside was still unclear from the outside, and it looked mysterious and weird.

   "Come on."

  Yuan Bei shrugged his shoulders lightly, since they’re all here, so what’s the point?

   Thought it was impossible for Yu Xiangnan to trick him.

   Then he also plunged headlong into the darkness, slightly dizzy, as if entering a dimensional space, and Yuan Bei was slightly startled.

   Opened their eyes, they had already arrived at the entrance of a building.

  The space outside the building, however, seemed a little quiet, without sound, with a little gloomy cold light, which looked extremely paradoxical, and some white shadows could be seen drifting past from time to time.

   Just one glance made Yuan Bei's heart skip a beat, feeling a little creepy.

  Where is this place?

   Looking at the other two entrances in a blink of an eye, there are not many crowds at this time, only a dozen or so people are slowly entering the three entrances.

   What surprised Yuan Bei was that these people all wore masks.

   Wrapped her face tightly, not revealing a little bit of her breath.

  Yuan Bei and Yu Xiangnan, however, were not wearing masks. In an instant, dozens of eyes focused on them, but it was only for a moment, and they quickly retracted them.

   "You two, are you singing or watching a play?"

  At this time, a voice came, and Yuan Bei looked, and saw a man wearing a red ghost mask standing next to the two of them, bowing his head and asking.

  The breath on the body is weak, and it is hard to tell whether it is strong or weak.

   "Look and sing."

  Yu Xiangnan said lightly, and pointed to Yuan Bei again during the speech: "He sings, there is no troupe."

  The man in the red ghost mask nodded slightly, then turned to look at Yuan Bei, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then he stopped.

   After changing hands, he took out a signboard from somewhere and handed it to Yuan Bei. Yuan Bei subconsciously took it and took a closer look. There was a string of numbers 61123 written on the signboard.

  Yuan Bei was very confused. What does singing and watching opera mean? Let me sing? No troupe?

   Could it be some slang?

  Give me a sign, are you really telling me to go up and sing in a while?

   What the **** is going on!

  Class Yu Xiangnan didn't say a word, and walked in with Yuan Bei directly.

  As soon as he entered the door, the strange feeling became even more serious. The interior of the whole building was like an endless hexagon. Yuan Bei was confused and could only follow Xiangnan closely.

   But there are many more people in it. I saw a lot of people along the way, but without exception, almost all of them wore masks of different colors. They looked like they had entered a strange club.

   "Xiang Nan, why did you bring me in?"

  Yuan Bei said helplessly: "At least let me know where this is, right? I don't mind."

   "You...really don't mind?"

  Yu Xiangnan's eyes lit up.

  He didn't speak for a long time, not to pretend to be a master, in fact, he was also thinking about how to explain this matter to Yuan Bei.

  I have already violated the [Friendship Rule: Don’t Manipulate Your Friends’ Choices], but I watched it on TV. This kind of thing should be considered a surprise, right?

  The man didn't explain anything early in the morning, he just drove the car away, and then gave a light explanation after arriving at the place...

   Isn’t that how it’s played on TV?

"do not mind."

  Yuan Bei is also helpless, he is now more and more familiar with Xiang Nan's careful thinking, so he added this sentence specially.

   Otherwise, it is estimated that this guy can really get to the place awkwardly and drop him, and let others explain it to him.

  You said that you are also a grand master, why are you acting like a child every day?

  The two of them walked tens of meters away between their words, and then passed through a six-square closed gate, but Yuan Bei didn't pay attention, and there were already few people here.

   "Coax!" A huge din came from it, there were roars, shouts, and roars.

  Amidst the hustle and bustle, Yu Xiangnan's faint voice came over.

   "This is the stage."

   "You can think of it as a gymnasium, a gymnasium in the underground world."

  Looking across the top of Xiangnan's head, Yuan Bei set his gaze on the ring in the middle. At this time, the two people on the ring were fighting **** battles.

   It’s not so much a ring, it’s better to say it’s an arena. The stands are crowded with people, and there are those who exclaim and shout, but there are also many quiet people, and everyone wears a mask.

   But Yuan Bei's gaze was fixed on the arena. This place is so familiar, even the bloodstains.

   It was the scene in the [Arena] where he singled out the king, and it was almost completely copied into reality. Just standing here makes people feel a little excited.

  Yuan Bei: "Is this what you call singing?"

  Yu Xiangnan nodded and looked at the two people on the field: "Today is not bad, I met two corners."

  Yuan Bei looked over carefully, but was suddenly startled.

   Two-digit sixth order? !

   This is a figure who is respected as a master outside! Characters who can be summoned by genetic locks!

  In a corner above the arena, there are these words written [Dark Tiger] (Jiaoer) VS [Zhengyi] (Jiaoer).

  Master, is this a role?

   And why do we use the division in operas in this kind of place! It doesn't fit at all!

   "In the stage, the levels are divided into lower, middle, upper, corner, and famous. Each level must go through a hundred victories before it can advance."

"How about it?"

  Yu Xiangnan turned his head and asked, even though the surroundings were noisy, his voice was still clear: "Do you want to sing?"

"Sing!"

  Yuan Bei nodded, looking at the battle of dragons and tigers on the arena with bright eyes, the soul of Wu Chi in his heart seemed to be hooked up, and he felt hot all over.

  (end of this chapter)