readx;? The cruise ships on the Moro River sold all passes, and Gu Hanhan and Zheng Wenwen stood on the ferry and waited for about a quarter of an hour for a cruise ship to dock. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info took the river downstream, the sun was shining, the river breeze was cool, and there was a tour guide to explain the scenery along the way. Gu Hanhan and Zheng Wenwen found a seat on the deck, asked for a cold drink, and lay under the big parasol, which was very rare and leisurely.

The cruise ship sailed for more than three hours, traversing five states before finally arriving on the Lower East Side. The mighty waters of the Moro River swirled and stirred here, surging into the Tiber River, merging into a wide expanse of water with no end in sight. A huge circular structure sits right on the water, and it is particularly magnificent at sunset.

The cruise ship slowly entered the harbor along the guidance on both sides of the river, and tourists disembarked one after another, and the wanderers who were waiting for their livelihood swarmed up, and the pier was immediately overcrowded.

As soon as Gu Hanhan and Zheng Wenwen got off the boat, they were surrounded by a group of ragged beggars and children. They were scrawny, dark-skinned, dirty and dirty on their bodies and faces, their heads and eyes were lined with the dark blue of the long-term fast-growing food, and some of them had obvious disabilities and genetic diseases. They stood up, knelt, lying on their stomachs, and lay around Gu Hanhan and Zheng Wenwen, and stretched out their dry hands like reed sticks to them, begging bitterly: "Give me some money, miss, be merciful—"

Their appearance was so pitiful that Zheng Wenwen almost didn't shed tears on the spot. Zheng Wenwen had never been to an alien world before, and the dirty alien had only seen it on the earth's heavenly orbit, and there were no children on the earth's heavenly orbit and it was strictly forbidden to beg, so this was the first time she had seen a beggar child, and she couldn't help but feel pity. She remembered that she still had some Cosmic Coins and Earth Reserve Vouchers in her purse, which she had exchanged when she left Earth on the advice of the trading company to cover the tips of the various waiters sent sporadically during her travels. So he was going to give them all to the beggars and do a good deed. However, as soon as the wallet was taken out, before he could open it, he saw a little beggar with the highest hand in the group of beggars jumping up and down with lightning speed, grabbed Zheng Wenwen's wallet and ran, and the beggars also dispersed together. Zheng Wenwen was stunned on the spot, she didn't have time to react, and when she came back to her senses, the little beggar who grabbed the things had already disappeared, and even the beggar boys who surrounded them scattered in a hurry, and disappeared into the crowd like a fish, and none of them could be found.

There was no one around except to watch the excitement, Zheng Wenwen was so angry that she stomped her feet: "These thieves, bastards, are all juvenile delinquents who should be sent to prison!"

Gu Hanhan was amused in her heart, she could see clearly from the side, the little beggar who grabbed the wallet ran and jumped much more agile than ordinary people, and it was clearly with a little energy. Or he hasn't awakened the energy field and broken through the low-level barriers, but he should be said to be an ability. It's just that such a child with a very good energy performance can run to the Tiber River to be a beggar and rob, I don't know.

Zheng Wenwen on the side has already reported to the police, but the situation is not optimistic, the police on the line did make a record according to the regulations, and also said that the case will be solved as soon as possible. But just listening to the tone of her coping with the errand, she also knew that it was best not to report any hope of solving the case and recovering the stolen goods. She also reminded Zheng Wenwen that there are thieves in the Lower East Side, and they often find all kinds of gangsters' black dens, and they are all outcasts with no identity, so all kinds of criminal cases are frequent, and it is often difficult to solve the case. It means that she should ask for more blessings, and it is better to think that she is unlucky if she loses something, and not to make trouble for the already busy police.

This made Zheng Wenwen angry. "What the hell is this place!" she scolded, "Didn't you say that the Lighthouse Star is safe?!"

"I've never been to the Lower East Side or the Tiber River Gladiatorial Arena, and I've heard that it's a place where space pirates and all sorts of low-level rangers and abilities stay, so it's certain that the security is poor. Gu Hanhan thought for a while and said, "But the beggars around the gladiatorial arena are still robbing, there must be collusion between the police and bandits." Maybe these little beggars are controlled by an underworld gang, there are actually a lot of underworld in this place of Beacon Star, the big one doesn't rob, and the small one doesn't know if he robs or not. As long as there is no big incident, S.H.I.E.L.D. can't control the petty theft!"

She asked: "How much money is, if there is something important, forget it if you don't have it." ”

"It's nothing important, just a few hundred yuan in cash," Zheng Wenwen gritted her teeth, "It's just that this matter is hateful!"

Gu Hanhan smiled and dragged Zheng Wenwen: "Let's go, watch the gladiatorial fight, don't delay the good mood of travel." A few hundred yuan, you just think of it as poverty alleviation, I think those children are yellow and thin, and they may be able to eat a full meal if they rob you. ”

There was an arch bridge from the pier to the gladiatorial arena, and Gu Hanhan pulled his friends to walk up with the tourists. On both sides of the arch bridge, there are many helpers who are looking for a living, some are entourage to lead the way for the guests, some help the gladiators run errands to redeem number plates, and some are usurers, and the guests are like sharks smelling fishy. At the end of the arch bridge are two forks, one leading to the gladiator entrance and one to the ticket office. The ticket office is a platform jutting out of the arena, suspended in the air on one side, where a dense collection of small flying saucers take off and land, sending visitors to their seats. There were no waiters at the ticket office, and visitors could buy tickets and redeem chips on the machines themselves. Many half-grown underage boys, dressed in shirts and vests, chased and wiped the dirt-stained shoes of tourists from the pier below the bridge, and knelt on the edge of the platform to let guests step on their backs to fly saucers in exchange for tips. It's just that because Zheng Wenwen has been black-faced and murderous, no boy dares to come up for a while.

Gu Hanhan looked around and beckoned to a timid looking boy behind the crowd. The boy ran up to her and knelt at her feet. Gu Hanhan pulled out a gold card from the ring, handed it to the boy to redeem the chips, and said that he wanted the best box. The boy took Gu Hanhan's huge amount of cash authorization, jumped up and ran away. Zheng Wenwen was so worried that she was robbed just now, and she couldn't help worrying: "He won't take it and run away, right?"

"No," Gu Hanhan comforted her, "that kid doesn't look like a thief." ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the little boy to rush back, buy VIP box tickets, and exchange for a large handful of golden roses in his arms. Gu Hanhan patted the little boy's head, didn't step on his back, jumped directly on the flying saucer, and pulled Zheng Wenwen and the boy up.

The box that the little boy bought was indeed the best, at the highest point of the gladiatorial arena, and it was right in the middle, with an unobstructed view. There was a gladiatorial fight going on in the arena right now, one was a muscular strong man, and the other was thin and small like a little thin man who hadn't grown up. Both sides are wearing masks, wearing energy control rings on their wrists, and holding energy swords in their hands. The little thin man was like a tanuki, quickly turning over on the water, and stabbed a sword into the heart of the biao man, and the blood flowed out along the energy sword, dripping onto the water, spreading layers of ripples.

The spectators around were excited when they saw the blood, and they threw golden roses from the stands, shouting, "Kill him!"

But the little thin man turned a deaf ear, and pulled out the energy sword with his hand back. The man glanced at the little thin man gratefully, pressed the wound on his chest, rolled over and flew away.

This angered the guests in the stands, who threw down more golden roses and shouted, "Defeat him!"

Immediately, a masked gladiator flew into the water and fought with the little thin man.

Gu Hanhan felt that the little thin man might be a little extraordinary, and he didn't think much about it, so he stretched out his hand and pressed all the chips on him.

"Yo, can this still be gambling?" Zheng Wenwen stretched out her head, but was startled by the number on the chips: "This is too much pressure!"

"It's okay!" Gu Hanhan hugged Zheng Wenwen's shoulder, "Gambling, gambling is a momentum, we will never lose!"

"Yes, we can't lose!" In the chaotic shouts around her, Zheng Wenwen was also hooked up, and looked at the dueling arena with her hands.

I don't know if it's Gu Hanhan's real momentum like a rainbow, the little thin man really understands it. Seven or eight gladiators in a row were beaten down by him one by one. Although Zheng Wenwen can't understand the gladiatorial fight, but the insider looks at the doorway, the layman looks at the excitement, she just looks at the numbers flying around the scene and the betting chips are constantly turning up, which is exciting enough, and the crowd around her shouted together, so excited that she threw the golden rose down.

Gu Hanhan was purely in the fun, sitting on the side, and asked the little boy who was handing in the chips: "What is your name, how old are you, where is your home, and why did you come to the gladiatorial arena?"

The boy was a little shy, and replied with a red face that his name was Fa Cai, that he was eleven years old, and that he was originally a little slave who rented a cosmic ronin on the Lower East Side. This cosmic ronin is an ability person, and he used to go to the gladiatorial arena a lot, and when he had the right opportunity, he would go out of the gladiatorial fight. But in May of this year, the ronin joined an expedition to wander the universe, and because he was a burden, he was released. Although the little boy was freed, he had no master, and he was almost starving to death without food and clothing, but fortunately, he used to come to the gladiatorial arena with the ronin, and knew that he could earn a little tip here, so he did not become a beggar completely.

At this time, the situation in the gladiatorial arena suddenly changed. A gladiator suddenly came out of nowhere, and swung his sword to block the imposing little thin man. Although this gladiator also wore a mask, he was obviously extraordinary, and as soon as he appeared, he attracted Gu Hanhan's attention. His figure is excellent, and the appearance of holding a sword is even more marked, and he stands on the water with a light tap of his toes, which is like a jade tree in the wind, and his noble and handsome temperament is blowing on his face, and he can't even stop the mask. I saw him swing his sword and slash around a few times, and the little thin man burst out on the spot, like a wild little leopard, about to pounce. At the last moment, the energy control ring on the little thin man's wrist suddenly flickered and emitted a piercing beep, indicating that his energy exceeded the alert. The little thin man's figure froze, and then just as he was stunned, the handsome gladiator's long sword was lightly raised, and it had already stopped at the throat of the little thin man.

There were frantic screams from the surrounding stands, countless golden roses were thrown at the gladiators, and many ladies even took off their rings, necklaces, and even threw their corsets down in a fit of rage.