Chapter 17 (Part 2)

Not only the violent bear, but almost everyone present did not expect that Qi Ji would have the strength to fight back, and could even defeat the enemy with a single blow.

In fact, even if Qi Ji has an obvious leg advantage compared to other opponents, he is not fully confident that he can directly subdue the violent bear. After all, his current physical condition is really bad, and the difference in strength between the two cannot be considered. Really disparity.

But in the previous rounds of battles, due to the overwhelming situation, the bears had unintentionally let down their vigilance. He never imagined that this thin and weak opponent who seemed to be slaughtered by others would have the ability to fight back, and he was killed by Qi Ji.

Qi Ji coughed again, blood gushing out of his throat, covering every hoarse voice.

He said coldly, "A few seconds."

After his reminder, the referee started the countdown as if he had just remembered. But in fact, this is already taking the form, the violent bear has been unconscious, and naturally it is impossible to stand up within ten seconds.

In the end, Qi Ji won.

The result of the match was read out by the referee in an indifferent tone-if it was in an underground boxing ring, he would be the first to be expelled for his appearance. What the boxing field pursues is excitement, excitement, excitement, and blood. The more hoarse, the more popular it is. But in this exhibition match, the referee's tone was the most in line with the overall atmosphere.

At the end of the game, the audience was still silent. No cheers, no applause, no hysterical roars, just a pair of indifferent eyes, and those eyes that were so sticky that they almost condensed into reality.

Qi Ji clenched his fist, pressed it to his lips and coughed.

His throat was injured, and his body was burning with pain. The injuries he suffered in the boxing finals and Huating's side gate alleys were not clear yet, and new scars were superimposed.

Qi Ji's blood clotting was slow, and he was anemic. He had not fully recovered from the concussion. After a fierce battle, he exhausted all his strength just standing here.

He desperately wanted to leave, but heard the referee say, "Go and change."

This sentence was not on the microphone, only Qi Ji heard it.

Qi Ji frowned, "What?"

The referee has returned to his expressionless face at the beginning of the game, "Change clothes and accept the award."

Qi Ji remembered the medal certificate that Brother Qian said before the match, and if he got this, he would be able to make a clean break with the boxing ring.

Just hold on for the last moment... and everything will be over.

The headache was almost torn apart, and the concussion that failed to heal showed its most terrifying power at this time. The corners of Qi Ji's lips were still stained with blood, but the lips had already lost their color, and the small half of his face outside the mask was as pale as paper.

He followed the lady of manners who stepped forward to the stairs on the side of the stage. There was a simple dressing room. There was not much space, and there was no fitting mirror in it, but it was better than being close to the stage.

The hostess handed over the white championship robe and specifically told him to take off the shirt and put it on again. It's really strange that the white robe is matched with the black sleeveless when boxing. After taking the robe, Qi Ji locked the door of the locker room and took off his shirt.

The black opaque top covered Qi Ji's vision, so he didn't see it, there was a faint reflection from the upper right corner of the wall.

In order to resist the attack of the violent bear, Qi Ji's arm suffered a lot of injuries, which can be seen directly when exposed. Under the cover of his shirt, his flat belly and firm back waist had more bruises, and compared with his fair skin, the visual impact became stronger.

Not only was the injury serious, but the hypersensitivity of Qi Ji's skin had not disappeared. When the top was taken off, a large area of ​​the skin could clearly feel the slight rubbing sensation of the clothes peeling off. couldn't help shivering.

After finally suppressing this strange feeling, Qi Ji faintly heard a slight commotion outside, not knowing what was going on.

The wounds were still aching everywhere, so Qi Ji didn't think about it, and quickly put on his robe.

Fortunately, this championship robe is loose in style and thin in material. It only uses a belt around the waist, so it will not rub against the wound very much.

After finishing his robes, Qi Ji left the locker room.

As a result, he took a few steps and realized that something was wrong.

In order to prevent the effect of the stage from being affected, the lights in the dressing room next to the stage stairwell were deliberately dimmed. Qi Ji didn't take a closer look when he changed his clothes. It was not until he walked into the range of lights on the edge of the stage that he realized that the robe was actually translucent.

This is a material similar to tulle or silk. Although there are some dark lines hidden in the plain white, the concealment is not strong. The inner skin color will still be faintly visible under the robe, and you can even see those when you look closely. Blue and purple scars.

Qi Ji just took off his shirt and boxing straps, and now he only has a pair of shorts and a robe, plus a mask. Being illuminated by the strong light on the stage again is equivalent to half-covering and half-exposing the entire upper body. This feeling is really strange.

He also wore the championship robes before, but those robes were either red or black, and there was no white, let alone this kind of material.

Qi Ji hesitated for a moment, but as soon as he slowed down, he heard the lady of manners behind him say in a sweet voice, "Sir, please come forward to accept the award as soon as possible."

The referee in the center of the stage also turned his head and was looking at him. Qi Ji couldn't, so he could only go forward.

He left immediately after receiving the certificate. He really didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.

It was said to be an award ceremony, but in fact, the atmosphere at the scene was as awkward as during the exhibition competition just now, because the audience still hadn't been aroused by any enthusiasm.

Qi Ji also had no intention of paying attention to this. His physical and mental strength were not enough to support his consumption, and he was really powerless to distract himself.

So he ignored the weird, fiery eyes from the audience.

The prize was brought up by the hostess and handed over to Qi Ji by the judge. Previously, the champion prize of the underground boxing stadium was a gold belt, but this time the prize for the exhibition match was a pair of gold bracelets.

Under the strong light of the stage, the golden bracelet was illuminated with a beautiful light edge. It was a pair of pure gold hollow carved bracelets, about three fingers wide, very gorgeous and delicate. It didn't look like a prize in a fighting competition at all, but more like a luxury brand store on the center booth. Expensive jewelry illuminated 360°.

When Qi Ji, who was troubled by the thin coat, saw the bracelet, he couldn't help frowning.

What made him feel wrong the most was that a thin golden chain was worn between the two bracelets.

Looking at this prize, Qi Ji felt a chill on the back of his neck.

He felt that the bracelet didn't look like a prize in a boxing match, but more like a pair of overly delicate shackles.

The referee picked up the bracelet from the brocade, and under the lights, the golden bracelet shone brightly.

Before Qi Ji hesitated, he put the bracelet on Qi Ji's wrist.

Qi Ji's skin was in a sensitive state, and even though the referee was wearing gloves, he still felt a little discomfort.

But what made him most uncomfortable was the position of the referee and the two hostesses. wonder if it was a coincidence that the three of them happened to form a pinch attack, as if they were guarding the prisoner to prevent him from escaping.

It was not until the bracelet was put on that the referee took a step back, allowing Qi Ji to stand in front of the audience.

The golden bracelet wrapped around the slender white wrist, adding a touch of noble holiness to the boy. The thin chain went around the golden ring on the back of the hand and the ring finger, and fell loosely along the wrist bone, like a golden stream, flowing on the smooth white skin.

The golden light softened the blue and purple scars on the forearm, making the boy look like an innocent and beautiful little prince who is ignorant of the world.

The referee announced again in a toneless voice, "Congratulations to z011 for winning."

There was still no congratulatory atmosphere at the scene, and the referee continued, "Next, start the winner's tour."

Playgrounds are very common in underground boxing stadiums. Although the structure of this banquet hall is different from that of underground boxing stadiums, there is also a walkway extending next to the stage, which runs through the entire auditorium, making it very convenient to play in the stadium.

It's just that the purpose of the post-match tour is to allow the enthusiastic audience to have close contact with the winners they support, to stimulate emotions and arouse the atmosphere. But now, in the face of so many audiences in suits and leather shoes, it is not very reliable to see the distance between the stage and the stage.

Even though Qi Ji felt a little dizzy due to the pain, he also noticed the strangeness of this part of the game. What was even more strange was that the referee also took from the lady of manners a golden bracelet with the same material and design as the pair of gold bracelets. neck ring.

The neck ring was made up of a thin layer of gold foil, with soft and shiny gold chains hanging on both sides. Although it was beautifully designed, it looked like a collar for tying people.

With the pair of gold bracelets, it is like a set of restraints.

This time, Qi Ji didn't continue to endure—the award and the tour were all in exchange for getting a certificate in exchange for the conditions for getting out, but this circle was a completely superfluous requirement. He shook his head directly at the referee "I don't need it."

But as soon as the words came out, Qi Ji realized that his voice was hoarse.

His body was overdrawn too much, and when he defeated the violent bear, he was already at the end of the shot. Now, he even finds it difficult to straighten his back.

But this does not mean that Qi Ji's weakness and fever at the moment is normal.

Qi Ji opened her eyes slightly, her heart beating fast.

The referee in front of him clearly heard Qi Ji's refusal, but he continued to act on a deaf ear. His natural attitude sounded the last alarm bell, Qi Ji subconsciously assumed an attacking posture, and Yu Guang immediately began to find the most suitable escape direction.

He didn't even care about the proof of his escape, he just thought about how to get out of this ghost place with a weird atmosphere everywhere——

But after all, it was too late.

"Zizi—!"

The faint to almost invisible sound of electric current came from the golden bracelet where the brilliance circulated, and only when the outer layer of pure gold was also affected by the electric current did it emit a terrifying electric crackling sound.

From the perspective of others, it is just that the light of the golden ring is more dazzling, and only those who wear it in person can appreciate the cruelty of it.

"Ugh...!!"

Qi Ji bit his lower lip abruptly, so he didn't scream out under the sudden stimulation. The electric current was like a whip, slamming the already extremely sensitive sensory nerves fiercely, and in just an instant, cold sweat soaked through the whole body.

His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his sore eyes were forced to the point of reddening, and tears suddenly fell.

Tears rolled down the white mask, smeared with the blood that had been bitten from the lips, dripped down the chin, and splashed pink stars on the smooth floor. A strong force stuck in Qi Ji's throat with clear finger marks, causing him to lift his fragile and graceful neck like a swan that was slaughtered.

A "click" sound.

The golden collar was firmly wrapped around Qi Ji's fair neck.

The referee's movements were skillful and smooth. He avoided the muffled microphone and gave a cold warning in a voice that only Qi Ji could hear, "Be honest, the collar is also charged."

The cruel electric shock lasted for half a minute, and finally did not stop completely, but kept running at a frequency of five seconds every one minute, completely cutting off Qi Ji's possibility of escape. He was electrocuted all over, and was held up by the two lady manners behind him before he barely fell over, so he was put on a whole set of restraints as he collapsed.

Bracelets, Collars, Body Chains, Leg Rings and Foot Rings.

The golden bondage paired with a loose white gauze is holy and gorgeous, full of alienation, and even more like falling into the world by mistake, not in the mundane world.

The meticulously decorated teenager was finally handcuffed to the large Victor's ottoman, which was lifted high and walked along the high stage that ran through the auditorium.

The few people who lifted the chairs walked steadily, but they were extremely slow, which was enough for every audience to watch the winner who should have raised their heads to greet the cheers.

They turned the usual championship playground into an exhibition.

As they got closer, the evil desires in the audience finally tore through the disguise of politeness and revealed their true colors naked. The sights delivered by all parties were glued to the Yuan champion, and the thin white gauze that fell was like the top of Mount Tai, cruelly rubbing the spine of the young man.

To crush his bones, to wipe out his blood, and make him the most delicate canary.

After walking around the field for a week, the commotion was all over.

The long and almost desperate game finally ended, and Qi Ji was escorted back to the stage, but at this moment, the real despair revealed his hideous face.

The long-disappeared host appeared on the side of the stage with an enthusiastic and loud voice, "Dear guests and audience, the sixth auction item in this field is also one of the highlights of this auction, this 'white mask', It has been shown to you!"

The host's voice resounded throughout the banquet hall, and even the weak and exhausted boy's eyelashes trembled.

The sixth auction item.

Show is complete.

He shivered uncontrollably.

Whether it's the game just now, or the previous exhibition match.

All are just elaborate exhibitions of items before they are put up for auction.

The harsh sound penetrated the eardrum and penetrated straight into the brain—

"Next, is the exciting auction session - who will be the owner of this beautiful mask? Let's wait and see!"

Exciting and dynamic drums sounded, and in the urgent background sound, the host announced the death of a living person loudly.

"The starting price - 100,000!"

The cold sweat and blood blurred the blurred vision. Even so, Qi Ji still tried to open his eyes wide, trying to find a flaw in the tight encirclement.

he can not……

He can't be like this...

He worked so hard for so long, how could he fall here, in this most embarrassing posture.

But Qi Ji was just an ordinary nineteen-year-old boy after all.

He will be in pain, cry, and touch the ceiling of his ability.

He has reached the limit, and there is no way to find vitality and hope, and he only gets a sneer from the referee who is guarding him.

"Don't waste your efforts, auction item No. 6."

The referee's voice was still cold and mechanical, and the only emotion was ridicule.

"You have been drugged since the second round, and every stage of the drug has been in place smoothly. Before today's game, a double dose was added."

These words were broken into flakes, and penetrated into Qi Ji's lips, teeth, nasal cavity, cochlea, and eyes.

Gradually suffocating all his vitality.

In the vast chaos, recent doubts and anomalies are like broken beads, finally connected by this long-hidden dark thread.

Why these days, Qi Ji's skin has become more and more sensitive, and he can't even adapt to being accidentally touched.

Why is there a strange astringency in the mouthguard before the exhibition match?

Why is the body's reaction so strong in a game with a violent bear?

The second game, in terms of time... it was already two months ago.

The referee leaned in, his voice low, almost whispering.

yet deafening.

"You'll like it...you'll be shaking with excitement, begging to continue."

"So many days, such a strong effect. Your body will be more honest than you think."

"You've already been soaked through."