Master Of Martial Arts Has An Advanced Optical Brain Chapter 438: Underground Black Fist

The Toyer Tavern was full of people, and it was full of young men and women who entered the carnival, twisting their bodies crazily with the dancing lights and violent music, and the atmosphere was extremely hot.

Several young girls have even taken off their tops, holding them in their hands and dancing non-stop, completely ignoring the snow-white face on their chests exposed in front of everyone, shaking with their bodies, and even less caring about the projections from the surroundings With scorching eyes, he proudly puffed out his chest, showing his towering pride proudly.

However, in such a frantic atmosphere, there is a corner that has been kept quiet. The passion flowing around in the tavern seems to disappear without a trace as soon as it crashes into this corner.

This small corner, like an iceberg in the flames, looks out of place.

However, when everyone passed by this corner, they automatically avoided to the side, no matter how fanatical they were, they didn't dare to disturb this place in the slightest.

Sitting in this corner, Papa Haskeman glanced at the girls who were naked, showing a sneer.

He is sure that the wine that those **** handed to these girls just now must have added ingredients, and their fate tonight must fall into the hands of those **** and be played well. Then tomorrow morning, I don't know where I will appear naked.

As for whether they will die or live at that time, it will depend on their luck.

Papa Haskeman has seen too many such things, so naturally he would not feel any sympathy for these girls.

Since they dare to come here, they must be mentally prepared to accept this fate.

Papa Haskeman is even less interested in what will happen to those **** who played with them.

This is the sapphire star field, and this is the planet Lepler. There is no such damned state power or such **** laws here.

For the people living here, if they want to live well, they only need their fists to be big enough.

Because Papa Haskeman's fist is big enough, even though he looks out of place sitting here, no one dares to provoke him casually.

The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a young man who looked less than 20 years old walked in.

Papa Haskeman glanced at the new visitor habitually, but he was slightly taken aback, narrowed his eyes, and involuntarily fell on the young man, and began to look at him seriously.

This young man's body is not particularly strong, but he is very well-proportioned. His body and steps don't look special, but if you look closely, you will find that it seems to be maintaining a very special rhythm.

Papa Haskeman deliberately affirmed that if someone wanted to attack him now, he would definitely meet him with the most direct and violent counterattack.

This young man is actually a good warrior!

Papa Haskeman is a bit strange.

Toyer Tavern is most famous for the wine and women here. This little guy who is obviously not yet 20 years old looks a little handsome. It can be seen that he has been well-educated and should be very well-behaved. How could he? come here?

Papa Haskeman even noticed that he was obviously not used to the environment in the tavern after he came in. After looking around, he immediately averted his eyes when he saw the naked upper body girls in the field , actually showed an embarrassed look!

Oh my God! But just seeing a few **** **** with no characteristics at all, he was actually shy!

Papa Haskeman was a little surprised, and looked at the young man amusedly...or it should be said that the boy moved over with difficulty in the crowd, and finally walked directly in front of him.

"Hello." The boy glanced at Papa Haskeman, greeted him politely, hesitated for a moment, and then continued to ask, "Are you Papa Haskeman?"

Papa Haskeman can see all kinds of people in this tavern every day, but such a young and immature rookie like the one in front of him is really rare.

Papa Haskeman was not too surprised to hear that he actually said his name.

It seems that although this boy is obviously visiting for the first time, he has already inquired about the Touryer Tavern in advance and knows of his existence.

"I am. What's the matter? Kid, what do you want me to do?"

Papa Haskeman was a little bored, and now that such a special boy came out, he was really excited.

"If you want to drink, go to the bar and ask for it directly. For the sake of your first visit, you can tell me my name, and I will buy you a drink. If you want to find a woman, there are many over there, as long as You like it, or if you are willing to pay some money, most of the women over there can sleep with you at any time. And there are quite a few little girls who like you, a pretty chick, you don't even need Spend money."

The boy blushed immediately and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I'm not here to drink and... find a woman, I'm here to find you..."

Speaking of which, the boy glanced left and right, moved a little closer, and said in a low voice, "I'm looking for you to apply for boxing."

"Punch?" Papa Haskeman was stunned, and then looked at the boy carefully. Thinking of the observation he had just made when he entered the door, his eyes narrowed. "Who introduced you?"

The boy raised his hands, crossed them together and made a somewhat weird gesture.

Seeing this gesture, Father Haskeman's expression slowed down a little, looked at the boy again, and asked: "Since they introduced you, it's fine, come with me"

Papa Haskeman stood up, waved at the boy, turned around and walked towards the back of the tavern.

The boy obediently followed behind. The two walked out the back door of the tavern, walked a few steps in an extremely secluded alley, and turned around to enter a gate next to it.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a burst of cheers like an explosion, and the sound wave seemed to shake the whole house down.

The outside of the gate looks inconspicuous, but inside it is a huge hollow space almost equivalent to a standard basketball court, with a height of three floors.

The space is surrounded by two floors and rows of seats. It is already full of people at this time, but no one is sitting. Very excited.

In the middle of the space, there is a huge blank field.

In the center of the field, two figures were staggering back and forth, and there was a muffled bang bang bang from time to time, but it was two warriors fighting fiercely.

From the close-up on the big virtual screen above the field, it can be seen that the two men have already been beaten with blood on their faces and scars on their bodies, which shows that the battle is extremely fierce.

Papa Haskeman glanced at the boy beside him, and saw that his gaze was on the center of the field, his expression was extremely calm without any fear or discomfort, and he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Boy, let me ask you again, are you sure you want to participate?" Father Haskeman asked in a deep voice. "Since you found me, you must know the rules here. We will not be responsible for being beaten or even killed here, and no one will be responsible for it, understand?"

"Understood." The boy smiled and nodded.

Papa Haskeman snorted coldly, clicked on a virtual screen, and pushed Chu Boy down in front of him.

"Okay, fill in your personal information."

Seeing that the boy was about to fill in, Father Haskeman reminded him.

"It's better not to use your real name."

"Really?" The boy froze for a moment, thought for a while, and then filled in a line for the name of the profile.

"Virgin 001". (To be continued.)