Chapter 747: Fake human race

Dasai City is not like Ai Rui City, there are not so many colorful and blurred magic lights, nor so many rich nightlife.
A series of luxurious places to enjoy, such as brothels and casinos, are all listed on the list of banned by Dasai City law.
There are only four simple nightlife here: barbecue, drinking, shopping and wrestling.
Needless to say, barbecue, drinking and shopping, fighting is a unique nightlife in Dasai City.
The orcs have more vigor than other races. In order not to waste their boiling blood, they finally finalized the wrestling sport as one of the joyful nightlife projects.
There are many benefits to doing so, not only can prevent crime, but also can effectively curb population growth.
After all, if things like hormones are not consumed, it is easy to cause sexual impulses.
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Although I haven't seen it for more than half a year, the old neighbors of Dasai City are still impressed with me. When they meet, they can't help but say hello and even cordially condolences.
"I'm back, Xiao Yi!" an old neighbor said enthusiastically.
"I'm back" I hurriedly nodded in response, then looked at him up and down, gave him a thumbs up, and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen you, your old man is still so tough and spirited!"
"Hahahaha, your kid is still so good at talking!" He threw away the crutches in his hand while laughing, and did a few bodybuilding moves.
"It's much more comfortable to look at like this" I praised: "Holding a stick in your hand will affect your sturdy and heroic posture, and looking at it will get in the way."
"I’m telling you, what kind of civilized stick is this? It’s a fashion that came from York Seoul not long ago, but after playing it for a few days, I always feel that I feel sick when holding it. I heard you say that today. I looked at it even more awkward!"
Having said that, the old neighbor stomped a few feet severely.
"I'll just say, how can you stalk such a thing like you are like you!" I said hehe.
"Oh, by the way, Xiaoyi, what are you doing?"
Hearing this question, I remembered the theme of this trip, and apologized: "Sorry, old man, I have to buy something to eat. Kagali and the others haven't eaten yet!"
"Go, then" he waved his hand and said, "Kagali is a good girl, old man, I can't delay her from finishing her meal!"
As he said, the old neighbor hummed a little tune and walked away with his hands behind his back.
On the ground, there was only a civilization stick that was not slippery and dirty.
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I was familiar with the road. I found the barbecue shop I had been going to before. The boss was still very enthusiastic. I asked for two catties of barbecue and paid for it, but he gave me another catty as a gift from regular customers.
As the shop was extremely hot, I found a chair by myself and sat at the door looking around.
Dasai City’s barbecue shops are all semi-open, unless there is windy weather, otherwise the door will not be closed all year round, even in winter.
The fragrant barbecue smell and the wanton heat from the fire envelop the passing guests, no matter who they are, they will stop and take a deep breath before passing by the barbecue shop, and then move on.
A dozen meters away from the shop, a group of people gathered around, yelling and shouting for fuel. It is estimated that someone else is wrestling in the street.
An unspeakable nostalgia suddenly appeared in my heart, and I stood up and leaned forward.
To be honest, before leaving Dasai City, I almost all wrestled with the neighbors around the villa. At first I lost a lot, but after finding the skills, I started various victories, and finally, I beat the neighbors invincible. Hand has become the most powerful celebrity in a small area.
With interest in me, I squeezed my feet, looked over the peripheral audience, and looked inside.
On the field, two people are fighting for your life. It can be seen that they are both at the end of the fight, each of them blushes and their necks are thick, they can't even get out of breath, and their four eyes are staring. The Liuyuan is almost catching up with the black cattle.
Of these two people, one is the Goat-Human among the Orcs, and the other is the Human.
The guys of the Goat Race are relatively small and not as strong as the Human Race, but they are better at being skilled and know how to use strength.
Although the fellow of the human race is very powerful, but lacks skills, it is a real, brute force but no skills at all.
I was laughing secretly, when the two wrestling people suddenly changed positions, and I saw a familiar face.
Damn it!
It's you!
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As usual, outsiders are not allowed to interfere and disturb when wrestling, except for cheering, but you must never call out your name.
But I was so surprised that I couldn't stop my mouth: "Fuck it, it's you! Harold!"
That's right, the guy who was wrestling with the Goat Race was the president of the Heroic Guild, Harold.
He was distracted by my shouting, and as a result, he was overthrown to the ground by the Goat Clan guy.
The Goat Clan guy did not directly press on to force Harold to surrender, but took a breath, suddenly stared at me, and said angrily: "Who are you! Don't you know we are wrestling!"
I put my hands together in a hurry, said to him, apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm very sorry!"
The Goat Clan snorted and stopped pursuing it. Instead, he reached out and raised Harolda up, and said, "Come on, let's fight again!"
"No, no," Harold waved his hand again and again, "I really can't beat you, don't think I have more brute force than you, but your skills are a lot stronger than me, and you won't be able to fight. change."
The sheep race's expression was very dissatisfied. He looked around, then suddenly fixed his gaze on my face, and said fiercely: "It's because you interrupted our fight. Come here and replace him with me!"
"Me?" I pointed to myself and looked around.
The eyes of the onlookers shot on my face. Suddenly, someone said: "Huh? Isn't this An Xiaoyi?"
"Haha, really An Xiaoyi!"
"An Xiaoyi, go up and wrestle with him, I want to see if you make any progress!"
Harold in the circle looked at me with a dumbfounded look. Obviously, he didn't know that I was so famous, and the Goatman guy standing next to him was even more dumbfounded. Normally, if the orcs offered to make peace. When the human race fights, there will be a group of people to stop it, afraid of hurting the human race's fragile body, but why is this guy not?
Moreover, there are people who encourage him to fight himself?
What is the situation with this Nima?
I smiled at the dumb-faced Goat-Ren guy with apologetic smiles: "I'm sorry, it affected the fight between you, but I am not sincere, and ah, after a while, you will return to the fight. The bet between you has to be done by yourself, I just want to make up for the loss of the Goat Race brothers because of my mistakes and enjoyment!"
"What!" The Goat Race guy's eyes widened. What does this guy mean? Did he plan to win from the beginning?
The human race and the orc race are wrestling, don't think about how to lose or ashamed, there is still time to think about what will happen after winning?
Hey, this guy must be a fake human race!
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