Angel Bena also showed a superb communication skill, the whole banquet is her home field, whether she knows or not, she can talk about two sentences, and she is like a few treasures about the other party's information, which flatters those little slave owners, and her good impression of Angel Bena has greatly improved.

In this regard, Anjibena is also unique, and soon has countless fans, and many slave owners have reached an agreement with Anjibena.

Their gladiators did not execute in the arena unless necessary, and their wounded gladiators could be sent to Anjibena Hospital for medical treatment at a low price.

Angelbena Hospital had the right of first refusal to purchase disabled gladiators from the slave owners.

As for what Anjibena did when she took in so many disabled gladiators, it was not their concern, as long as there were enough benefits, they would even dare to sell their souls, not to mention a group of disabled gladiators who had become useless to them.

"Freeze me, freeze me, freeze me, help me warm up!"

As soon as the guests left, Angel Bena immediately returned to its original shape, the frosted turtledove, trembling, three layers inside and three layers outside, wrapped itself tightly, like a round little white bear, without a trace of grace, stretching her little hand to Sean's body with teeth and claws.

"Stay away from me. Sean looked disgusted and reached out to press Angelbena's little head.

The round Angel Bena appeared to have even shorter hands and feet, and after a struggle, she took advantage of the chaos to insert her little ice-like and cold hand into Sean's armpit.

"It's warm! It's warm! The humanoid stove is better than burning! It's still Sean who is the best for me, Alvilia never warms me!"

Angel Bena's comfortable eyes narrowed into a line, not forgetting to bury her female head of guard.

provoked a burst of eyes from the taciturn female guard.

"To die is to lose face and to suffer sin. ”

Although he half-pushed and half-warmed her hand, Sean did not forget a poisonous taunt.

"Don't toss yourself next time, dress like this, like a fluffy bear, and it's also very cute, we eat by wisdom, not by appearance. ”

"This can't be done!" Angie Bena looked serious, "You can bear the cold, but you must not lose face, I don't know if a woman relies on this face, and she lives for this face?"

"Where did you hear this crookedness?"

"Looks like it came from your diary!"

"Absolutely impossible, I would never record this nonsense in my diary. ”

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, 100 percent sure. ”

"That's what Aunt Elena said!"

"Don't push anything on my mother, though she does have the potential to say something like that!"

"That's not it. Alright, alright, I won't argue with you about this, you just agreed to Sir Starbuck's invitation to his private salon party?"

"No, I just said think about it!"

"I advise you not to participate. ”

"Why?"

"There is something wrong with this man's way of doing things, and he runs private salons, which are notoriously depraved. ”

"Fall is a good thing, at least for men, just take this opportunity to see and learn!"

"Hey...... His kind of depravity, you may not be able to accept it, I heard that he is not only interested in beautiful women, but also in some men, especially those with fine skin and tender meat, young men like you, are also full of interest, from the chat just now, he does have a soft spot for you, if you go somewhere and it is not guaranteed, don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

As she said the last sentence, Angel Bena stared at Sean's ass with a malicious expression.

"Bisexual!" Sean was shocked, especially when he thought that the other party shook hands with him, he scratched his palm intentionally or unintentionally, and involuntarily shivered, and goosebumps fell all over his body.

Sean's atmosphere in his previous life has been relatively open, what lily, brokeback, dink...... All kinds of new ideas emerge in endlessly, whether it is novels or film and television dramas, there are many dabbles, but it may be that the circle of his life is too monotonous and too narrow, and this kind of trendy character has basically not been contacted, or has been contacted, but the other party is secret.

The concept of lily and dink is barely acceptable, and the broken back is a bit incompetent to accept, let alone the more trendy bisexuals.

Speaking of which, Sean has been rejoicing for more than ten years, glad that he is still a man in this life, if the body becomes a woman, but it contains the soul of a big man, how awkward it must be, because people's behavior many times, in addition to self-awareness, body hormones also occupy a very important position.

In the long run, under the nourishment of estrogen, what will your consciousness be distorted?

Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

"Scared, right?" Anjibena smiled evilly, "This person is not as gentlemanly as he appears, he is a very ambitious and ambitious person, the only pity is that he is not from a good background, he is building a different path for himself!"

Sean's eyebrows raised slightly, "You mean, the other party has other plans?"

"Have you ever seen a saint who is single-mindedly for the welfare of others, and who wants nothing for himself? Even if it is a saint propagated by the Holy See, I have not seen a single one alive, all of them are dead. ”

Angie Bena didn't answer Sean's question directly, but said something else.

"Of course, it is also possible that I live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and our gentleman gladiator may be an unborn saint, but this needs to be witnessed by history. ”

"Maybe!" Sean replied ambiguously, but Angel Bena still sounded the alarm for him.

I am neither in my previous life, nor in the Andes Mountains, everyone has their own calculations and careful thoughts, don't be too honest yourself, you don't know if you fall into the pit stupidly, if you let Marshall and Ralph know, they won't laugh off their big teeth.

In other words, it has been nearly a winter since he came out, and he will be spring ploughing in more than a month, and I don't know what the situation is in Tuntian under the auspices of the Eternal Night Legion.

Really calculated, this year is the first year of Tuntian, last year most of the time was spent on reclamation of wasteland and farming, the receipt of staple food is not ideal, and the food is still the old foundation accumulated by the old Bolton of the Bastille.

This year is the most critical year for Tuntian, as long as there is a bumper harvest year this year, the Eternal Night Legion will completely enter a virtuous circle, with the number of Tuntian they have now, the harvest of grain is enough for them to eat for several years.

As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, you don't panic, and you will have a lot of room to move forward.

Otherwise, the Legion of the Eternal Night is in an awkward position.

In just one year, the number of people under their control has nearly doubled, with more than 50,000 soldiers and civilians, and now a large number of Andis mountain people still pour out every day to hear the news - winter is the most difficult day in the mountains.

In addition, the village alliance led by Clayton the Scavenger is also related to the continuous secret movements, after all, they do not have the extra-fast and semi-open smuggling transactions of the Manyu army leader that Sean captured from the Bastille, but in order to compete with the Eternal Night Army, they desperately converge their manpower and expand their power, and they are facing a food crisis not long after the winter of this year.

The village leaders, led by Clayton the Scavenger, came up with a plan to drive a large number of old, weak, sick and disabled people in the direction of the Eternal Night Legion, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

While relieving his own food burden, he also transferred the trouble to the Legion of the Eternal Night.

If the Legion of the Eternal Night does not accept them, the Legion of the Eternal Night's previous slogan of treating all the people of Andes without discrimination will be defeated.

If the Legion of Eternal Night receives it, if it increases its own food burden, the foreign wealth that will be fished from the Bastille will also be counted, and if it is eaten like this, it will not take a year and a half to be eaten up.

The Legion of the Eternal Night seems to have a very close trade relationship with the Manyu Legion, but the outside is loose and the inside is tight, and the amount of food transported in is relatively limited, and even if Patrium is greedy, it is impossible to let go of the limited amount of food and trade with the Legion of the Eternal Night, just as the Legion of the Eternal Night will not trade with each other with real good things - cooperation with caution.

Sean was very quiet, and he had the urge to go back to the mountains to see.

However, the next changes in Solo City diluted Sean's thoughts.

After Angelena's banquet.

The gladiator industry in the entire city of Solo was completely split into two completely different factions.

Slave owners, led by Swendi and Bill, were called radicals, believing that the greatest value of slave gladiators was to squander their blood on the gladiatorial arena to earn money and honor for the slave owners.

Slave owners, led by Starbuck and Angie Bena, are called conservatives, believing that this bloody way is completely unethical, although it will provoke a short-term prosperity of gladiatorial fighting, but it will eventually push the entire gladiatorial industry to the abyss of destruction, and a more gentle gladiatorial way is the real way out for the gladiatorial industry, and they should treat those gladiators more humanely and seek more ways out for them.

A fierce war of words broke out between the two factions, both in public and private.

The radicals scolded the conservatives for being cowardly and incompetent, which is a subversion of the previous rules, and they are digging into the corners of the entire gladiatorial industry, and blindly compromising will only fuel the arrogance of those gladiators, making them more difficult to control and manage.

Conservatives denounced the radicals as cruel and ruthless, turning the arena into a slaughterhouse, which only further exacerbated the tension between the slave owners and the gladiators, who were the main culprits who put the entire industry at stake.

This kind of scolding war, fueled by people with good intentions, not only spread to the streets and alleys, but also reached the ears of those gladiators, which naturally caused an uproar, and many gladiators' emotions became extremely excited.

This sentiment became even more intense as the scolding between the two sides developed into the gladiatorial arena.

Soon there was a peculiar phenomenon in the gladiatorial competition in Solo City.

If conservatives and conservative gladiators collide together, the gladiatorial fight is full of a harmonious atmosphere, which is full of more ornate performances, and even if there are casualties, most of them are accidents, not deliberate.

Once there were casualties, as soon as the game was over, a group of people in white linen robes rushed up, stopped the bleeding, bandaged and bandaged, and rushed to Anjibena Hospital, as long as they did not die on the spot, or were fatally injured, most of them could be saved.

The gladiator competition between the radicals and the radicals is basically the most burning and the most attractive to the audience, because they know that no matter who wins or loses, once the losing side is seriously injured, there will be a execution performance to watch, as long as it is such a match, it is almost full.

If the radical and conservative gladiators collide together, the game is interesting, and once the radical gladiator wins, the opponent will automatically enter the execution process without the vote of the spectators, and vice versa, unless the audience is too loud, the conservative gladiators generally choose to let their opponents go.

What's even more interesting is that in order to carry out their own point of view, those radical gladiators who were seriously wounded, if the slave owners thought that there was no rescue value, in order not to give Angel Bena a chance to hospital, either went up to make up for it themselves, or dragged it back, and then threw it out after he had completely swallowed his breath.

Just as Angie Bena expected, doing so completely poked the lungs of those slave gladiators, and it was not a chance to live.

The slave gladiators were forced into a corner, and the sharp blade hanging above their heads all the time pressed directly against their necks, and the threat of death could be felt at every moment.

This makes many gladiators take risks, since you don't leave me any way to live, then let's die together.

In just a few weeks, several gladiator uprisings broke out, trying to kill the slave owners, and although none of them succeeded, this already shows the seriousness of the problem.

And all these vicious incidents took place among the radicals.

This undoubtedly gives conservatives evidence to support their own theories, and they lash out.

Many radicals also sensed the bad signs, but it was difficult to ride the tiger, so should they bow their heads to those sworn enemies and lowly gladiators and admit their mistakes?

This is wishful thinking.

The radicals can only use more harsh means to control their gladiators, although they also know that this will not solve the problem fundamentally, and can only delay for a while to survive this year's gladiatorial competition.

When the assembled slave owners and gladiators had dispersed and returned to their respective homes, they would slowly put themselves in order to ease the sharp contradictions.

......

Feren Castle.

Like a lion's lair perched above the city of Solo, Duke Borg is the lion king who stands tall above.

The lion king seldom roared of his own, but every aspect of Solo City was in the shadow of his rule.

This can be called a great earthquake in the gladiator industry, he will not be unaware, not only knowing, but also clear, in the spy information in front of his desk.

The development of the whole incident, and the people involved in it, are all on it.

Among them, the names of Swindy, Angie Bena, Patlem, Bill, Starbuck, Conrad, and Don are all on it, and occupy a prominent position.

In particular, Dr. Tang's name was circled three times by a large vermilion pen.

Not only because there is almost a blank about his resume and background, but also because this matter is inextricably linked to him.

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with him anymore, and it's completely turned into a fight between two gladiator slave owner factions, but he and his medical clinic are the trigger for the whole thing, and he runs through it.