Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

Chapter 174 Little Bean.

As night falls, more and more people gather in Death Stadium, with all kinds of people wandering around. Of course, those wearing masks are quite conspicuous.

"Hey, hey, hey...Are you guys here for a fashion show?"

"Are you here for the sex fair?"

There were a lot of cold remarks and sarcasm, most of which were mocking Ye Liangqiu and the others. After all, their attire was too ostentatious, and the clothes they were wearing made them look like they didn't look like people who came here often.

A man with colorfully dyed yellow hair, a cigarette dangling from his lips, hugged a flashily dressed woman and walked up to Ye Liangqiu. He looked at her with disdain and casually spat on the ground. "Idiot, do you know that this seat is reserved for me? If you have any sense, get out of the way!"

"Otherwise, you will suffer the consequences today."

His arrogant face was almost about to hit Ye Liangqiu's face, and the people around him, except for a few people like Jie Shiyi, Bing Zhiyang and others who had never seen the world, were a little scared and retreated.

Instead, Feng Le walked forward skillfully, carrying a small bag on his back, his tone full of laughter, "I don't think your name is written in this place, right?"

"Why is it yours?"

The yellow-haired man raised his eyebrows, "Why... do you want to die?"

"I said this position is mine, it's mine. Do I have to let you know?"

Feng Le wanted to say a few more words to him, but at this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder. He turned around and saw that Ye Liangqiu had no expression on his face, and his red eyes in the shadows exuded murderous intent through the mask.

When the yellow-haired man met Ye Liangqiu's eyes, he seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, unable to stop the chill all over his body. He subconsciously took a step back... but he was not forgiving in his words.

"Why, do you want to fight?"

"I..."

Before he could finish his words, Ye Liangqiu had already raised his right leg and burst out with amazing power almost in an instant.

There was a "bang" sound.

Ye Liangqiu kicked the yellow-haired man hard in the stomach with a whip kick. The man's face was distorted. If there was no one beside him to hold him back, he would have knelt on the ground on the spot.

However, after being kicked like that, the yellow-haired man staggered and fell to his knees, starting to retch.

You have to know that the explosive power of the legs and feet of a football player who exercises regularly is terrifying enough.

What's more, for someone like Ye Liangqiu who is famous for his powerful shots, any normal person would fall to the ground with just one kick.

The yellow-haired man was in relatively good health, he just knelt down and retched. If it were the woman next to him, she would probably have called an ambulance.

"Waste." Ye Liangqiu looked at him coldly and said, then looked at everyone, "Our game should be almost over."

"Let's go."

He also knew that he and his companions were too conspicuous. If they sat in the spectator seats, there would inevitably be idiots like this who would come up to them and ask for face. He might as well go directly to the preparation seats, so that he could watch the game up close.

However, everyone shrugged their shoulders when they saw Huangmao's miserable appearance. Everyone knew that Ye Liangqiu dared to fight with other players in front of the whole world, let alone outside.

The somewhat introverted Ice Sheep, wearing a water-blue fox mask, suddenly asked, "Don't we need to know about our opponent in advance?"

“Although this isn’t a formal competition.”

"But... I still think it needs to be discussed... for a moment." Bing Zhiyang's voice became softer as he spoke because he saw everyone's strange looks.

As if discussing this word is a forbidden thing.

Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you.

"Or..." Jie Shiyi was about to speak.

Ma Lang interrupted him and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Just treat me as the core. What's the point of so much coordination?"

"Just get the ball to me and we're guaranteed to win."

"Get lost! Let me do it!" The veins on Lei Shi's cheeks bulged. "Let me defeat these bastards with my sexy football!"

As they spoke, the two men refused to give in to each other and their foreheads were already butting against each other, with fierce looks on their faces.

"Shut up!" Ye Liangqiu snorted coldly, his eyes indifferent. "The ball is a dead object. If you have the guts, just fight on the court. There's no need to argue here."

"There are no rules here."

"It's natural that it's common to steal the ball."

"You should be praying... that you don't get laughed at by those people out there."

"After all, we are the focus now!"

At this moment, a mixed mechanical sound rang out.

"Crimson Team vs. Nameless Team, the game is about to begin, please enter the stadium immediately."

“Otherwise, you will automatically forfeit.”

The Nameless Team is naturally the one Ye Liangqiu mentioned when he signed up...and it is also their team.

Hearing the sound, everyone looked towards the noisy passage not far away, as if they were back to the match with U20 a few days ago, when they also walked out of this kind of passage.

But now it's different.

Ye Liangqiu was still the one walking in front, followed by Shishi Lin with cold eyes, while Feng Le supported his head with both hands and walked in towards the noisy noise with an indifferent look on his face.

The others seemed to hesitate for a second, then followed resolutely.

As they entered the stadium, the entire Death Stadium seemed to quiet down. Countless people looked at these masked figures in confusion, but the next second they burst into thunderous laughter.

"Hahaha...it's actually this group of people? I saw them before, and I thought they were just cosplaying. I didn't expect them to be players?"

"Are you sure you're not here for a fashion show?"

"Can you see the road clearly with the mask on?"

"And that little kid with the bee on his head, are you here to participate in the competition too? Aren't you afraid someone will kick you to death?"

I'm not sure who I'm talking about, but it seems like everyone in this team is over 178 meters tall. Even Fengle is ...

But the one with the little bee mask...there's no need to say who it is. Feng Le's mouth twitched, the person just now was talking about him.

"Little kid?" Ye Liangqiu couldn't help laughing, and immediately met Feng Le's resentful gaze.

"A bunch of idiots." Hearing the mocking voices around him, Ma Lang snorted coldly, "Who is the prey and who is the hunter... Hehe."

At this time, players came out one after another from the opposite preparation channel.

In order to make it shine a little brighter, you can even see a lot of fireworks lighting up in rows.

At this moment, Ma Lang suddenly spoke haltingly.

"Ye Liangqiu, are there any women participating in this competition?"