While Zhao Hu and Meng Hao were talking, the two of them, under the leadership of the maid, came to the circular audience platform of the underground gladiatorial arena of the Wang family's slave shop, and made two positions on the first floor of the circular audience.

There are 10 floors of the circular audience in the underground gladiatorial arena of the Wang's Slave Shop, with 1,000 posts on each of the first nine floors, and the 10th floor is a box for the use of the Gold and Crystal cards and black* cards of the Wang's Slave Company.

After sitting down on the first floor, Zhao Hu looked towards the gladiatorial arena below, only to see that the gladiatorial arena was empty, only a thousand square meters, and there was a gladiatorial platform made of hard bluestone, which was quietly placed in the center of the gladiatorial arena.

"The gladiatorial fight has not yet begun, and there is nothing to see in the gladiatorial arena!" Meng Hao, who was on the side, saw Zhao Hu set his eyes on the gladiatorial arena and said with a smile.

"Brother Meng, what do I need to do if I want to buy some slaves?" Hearing Meng Hao's words, Zhao Hu smiled slightly and asked softly.

"Brother Zhao, if you want to buy slaves, it's very simple, after the gladiatorial fight is over, there will be a small trade fair in the Wang Slave Guild, you can buy them at the trade fair! Of course, the slaves who can go to the trade fair are relatively good, and the price is very high! If you don't have enough to buy slaves at the fair, you can wander around the Free Slave Market at the Wong Slave House after the fair is over and buy some cheap slaves! Hearing that Zhao Hu wanted to buy slaves, Meng Hao's face showed a faint smile, and he kindly explained to Zhao Hu.

"Brother Meng, what slaves did you buy in the Wang family's slave shop? How does it work? Hearing Meng Hao's words, Zhao Hu knew that he thought he had no money, and he didn't explain, so he smiled slightly and asked Meng Hao.

Although Zhao Hu is very rich and wants to buy some slaves, the premise is that the slaves are obedient and will not fight back, otherwise, there is no point in him buying slaves.

"Our Meng family has purchased a lot of slaves, including deacons of merchant houses who are proficient in commerce, powerful elite guards, handmaidens who are good at serving people, and housekeepers with rich experience. Although the price of these slaves is very expensive, they are very valuable and very useful, and one-third of the wealth of our Meng family comes from these slaves. Hearing Zhao Hu's words, Meng Hao did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and immediately responded loudly.

"Are the slaves of the Wang Clan's slave line really so good?" Hearing Meng Hao's words, Zhao Hu said with some suspicion. He didn't quite believe that the slaves of the Wang family were so good, and they were willing to be driven by others to create so much wealth for the slave owners.

"Of course! If it weren't for the fact that the slaves of the Wang Slave Company were too good and easy to use, how could the slaves of the Wang Slave Company be so expensive! Hearing Zhao Hu's suspicious words, Meng Hao said with an unhappy face, as if the Wang family's slave line was his family.

"Since the slaves of the Wang family's slave line are so good and so easy to use, then I will buy a few more!" As soon as Meng Hao's voice fell, Zhao Hu whispered to himself.

In Zhao Hu's eyes, although Meng Hao likes to show off, the slaves of the Wang family's slave line are still very good and reliable, otherwise he would not be so applauded by the Wang family's slave company. Zhao Hu is about to become a nobleman of the Ultron Empire, with a territory of his own, and when he officially needs a large number of talents to assist.

Talents are not so easy to find, especially loyal talents, so the business of the Wang slave shop will be very good, and Zhao Hu also wants to buy some slaves from the Wang slave shop to assist him in managing the territory.

If it weren't for the fear that his identity, strength and wealth would not match at all, Zhao Hu really wanted to sweep away the excellent slaves of the Wang family's slave line and have a large number of talents at once!

Of course, it's impossible! If it was really so much, in a few days, Zhao Hu would be killed and robbed of his wealth.

"Brother Zhao, how much money do you have on you now?" Hearing Zhao Hu's muttering to himself, Meng Hao looked at Zhao Hu with a curious look on his face and asked.

For Zhao Hu, Meng Hao is still very curious, Zhao Hu only has the strength of a third-level warrior, and he has made great contributions, it is possible to be given the status of a nobleman, and he has also been taken care of by his Lao Tzu, which makes Zhao Hu's identity full of mystery.

If it weren't for Meng Hao's determination that Zhao Hu was not a child of a certain big family, he would definitely think that Zhao Hu was a child of a certain big family, otherwise, a third-level warrior could make great contributions in a short war without a background and be given the status of a nobleman!

In fact, Zhao Hu really didn't have any background, the reason why he was given the status of a nobleman was not because his contribution in the war was great, but because the golden general statue and golden rune he found were very important, and they were a very big credit.

"Not much, not much, only 50 million gold coins! It can't be compared with Brother Meng! Zhao Hu shook his head lightly and said with a helpless expression.

"Fifty million gold coins!" As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, Meng Hao's face immediately froze, and he looked at Zhao Hu with an incredible expression, as if Zhao Hu was a monster.

Fifty million gold coins! That's a lot of money! He is the eldest son of the Meng family, and he only has more than one million gold coins! The silver card in his hand was completely used by him to hold garlic from Meng Tang. Zhao Hu, a third-level warrior with no background, actually had 50 million gold coins, and moreover, this made Meng Hao very speechless.

"Brother Zhao, where did you get so many gold coins? Of course, if it's inconvenient, don't talk about it! Meng Hao slowly regained his composure, looked at Zhao Hu with a curious look on his face and asked.

"Nothing is inconvenient! I robbed a city of its wealth during the war, and I found a treasure trove outside the city, so I had a fortune of 50 million gold coins! Zhao Hu said with a calm face.

Zhao Hu was going to buy some slaves in the Wang family's slave shop, and wanted to buy some other items in the imperial capital, so it was impossible to avoid Meng Hao's ears and eyes, so he told him about some of his money, so that he could be mentally prepared, so as not to be suspicious at that time. At the same time, Zhao Hu's source of wealth, Zhao Hu also made up a good reason!

After all, during the war, it is still very simple to get rich! After 10,000 years of peace, every city in the Ultron Empire contains a lot of wealth, and a mere 50 million gold coins is nothing!

"Brother Zhao, you cow!" Hearing Zhao Hu's explanation, Meng Hao's face showed a look of amazement, and he gave a thumbs up.

War money is easy to earn, but if you want to earn 50 million gold coins, it is still very difficult for a third-level warrior, Zhao Hu can get 50 million gold coins, which is inseparable from his ability and luck.

When Zhao Huzheng didn't know how to respond to Meng Hao's praise, a big man wearing black shorts, shirtless, bulging muscles, and full of explosive power, slowly walked to the gladiatorial platform.

"Caesar, a fourth-level warrior, is born with divine powers, and has a record of tearing a fifth-level warrior alive!" A loud voice came from above the gladiatorial arena and clearly reached the ears of every guest in the gladiatorial arena.

As soon as the loud voice fell, a big man in silver armor and holding a sharp sword slowly climbed onto the gladiatorial arena and stood opposite Caesar, staring at Caesar thirty meters away with wide eyes.

"Laborious, a fourth-level warrior, proficient in swordsmanship, and has a record of slashing a fifth-level warrior with a sword!" A loud voice sounded above the arena, clearly reaching the ears of everyone in the arena.

"A spar megaphone is installed above the gladiatorial arena, and the voice of the person in charge of the gladiatorial arena will reach our ears through the loudspeaker!" Meng Hao pointed to the top of the gladiatorial arena and introduced Zhao Hu.

"Caesar fought hard, who will be the final victor? Give everyone a quarter of an hour to bet, and everyone can bet to their heart's content! A loud voice sounded in the gladiatorial arena once, and it was clearly heard in everyone's ears.

At the same time, a beautiful maid wearing a white silk dress, snow-white skin looming, and a pretty face, holding a betting machine, walked to the audience and let the guests on the audience place bet freely.

Soon, a handsome maid wearing a silk dress, with snow-white skin looming, walked up to Meng Hao and Zhao Hu, and asked in a soft voice, "Do the two gentlemen bet?" ”

"Brother Zhao, this maid is good, she is still a virgin, do you want to buy it!" Looking at the maid in front of him, Meng Hao did not immediately bet, but looked at Zhao Hu beside him with a smile on his face and said.

As soon as Meng Hao's voice fell, the maid in front of him had a happy face, and looked at Zhao Hu with expectant eyes, as if he very much hoped that Zhao Hu would buy it.

"These maids can be bought too?" Zhao Hu did not immediately veto, but asked with a curious expression.

"Of course! These maids were all trained maids of the Wang slave house, and they were very valuable, and they were asked to serve the guests just to sell them! These maids are counted from the first appearance of the guests, and if they cannot be sold within three months, they will be sent to the imperial capital or other big cities to pick up customers, and they don't know how many guests they have to receive every day, which is extremely miserable! So, if you need it, consider buying this maid! Hearing Zhao Hu's question, Meng Hao nodded lightly.

As soon as Meng Hao's voice fell, the maid in front of him looked at Zhao Hu with pitiful and expectant eyes, very eager that Zhao Hu could buy him.