The arena was more like a circular pigsty, small, dirty, with slippery walls that were three feet high, and the walls were covered with dried blood, scratches, and explosions, the same as what Zhao Ji saw in front of the door. The people above formed a circle, watching the upcoming fight below from top to bottom, Zhao Ji nervously squeezed into the crowd and found a position - in order to survive, they needed to observe other people's moves, so as not to be killed in the same way next time, like a wild martial arts conference.

The arena has two doors for human access, one for the entrance and one for the exit. When the man walked in, he was a big man, with heavy body hair, like a bear, his face was red, his upper body was tied only with a dirty towel, and his lower body was pulled with a pair of slippers, although it was the middle of winter, but he looked very hot; the other was a short, thin man, black and thin like a quail, with pointed features, a protruding mouth, and his front teeth exposed, and he was bent on his back, panting and shivering.

Zhao Ji found that he recognized this short man. Some time ago, he was just identified as the one who tried to assassinate the emperor, and it was he who instructed people to launch a surprise attack on the emperor when he was studying, and the reason seemed to be the discussion of the impermanence of the guards at the banquet. It's not a good thing to be drunk for too long and too deeply.

Zhao Ji came back to his senses and saw that a third person had appeared in the scene.

The man was dressed in armor, armed up and down, with a hood on his head, a face armor, and phoenix wings and eyebrows, a collar around his neck, and a shoulder on his shoulder, covering his arms, his arms, his breastplate, his belly, his waist, his skirt, his legs, and his boots.

Zhao Ji looked at it and thought to himself, this man was inevitably overburdened, he himself had never seen Wang Liefeng wearing armor a few times - it must not be so bulky, he looked like a living terracotta warrior, hard.

Zhao Ji casually found someone and asked, "Why did three people go in at once?"

A little man next to him replied: "You ask the man in armor? He is the warden! Every time, I have to watch two people fight the whole time, and if I really run into anyone, only if he says who wins, will win!"

Zhao Ji was a little puzzled: "My friend also said that winning does not necessarily mean killing people, but it is difficult to survive if you lose." Why?"

The little man said, "You'll know when you see it later." ”

Once inside, the two doors were slammed shut by the jailers on either side, and the bell buzzed like a bell, echoing through the arena, and the thin man staggered two steps.

The man in armor shouted: "Let's talk about the rules first, the winner will have a chicken to eat, and the loser will die!"

The roar penetrated into his ears, shocking Zhao Ji so much that he didn't come back in one breath, beating his chest and began to cough.

Immediately afterward, he took out a roast chicken from a snakeskin bag he had brought with him. The roast chicken was still hot and exuding a rich aroma, and he waved a huge roast chicken in his hand, and everyone looked at the roast chicken with a gurgling throat. The two people in the arena had green eyes and bloodshot heads.

"Want to eat, win, be full!" The man in armor put the roast chicken back in the bag, put his hand in the air, and pointed high, "Okay, let's start!"

I saw the tall man rush towards the short, thin man, and unexpectedly, he swung a fist into his face, and if he was hit, his skull would be shattered!

The thin man stared at his movements, and with a strange cry in his mouth, like a bird, he jumped up, jumped high and high onto the shoulders of the strong man, and then a somersault fell behind him. The strong man was startled and immediately turned around, but he turned behind him and could not see the person in front of him, only the armor in the afterglow—the warden stood there observing, motionless.

The little man whispered at him, "I didn't expect this little quail to be quite nimble!"

Zhao Ji snorted and said, "No, he almost killed my brother, and it took more than half a year before he was discovered and put here." ”

The little man said strangely: "Little brother, who is your brother, kill him and put him here?"

My brother is the emperor, and this matter is indeed worth showing off, but Zhao Ji thought about it and felt that it was too embarrassing for his brother, so he thought about it and said with a smile: "Killing people has to pay for their lives, isn't it?"

"yes. ”

"Then my brother is a nobleman, wouldn't death be enough to atone for his sins if he killed him? He is just a commoner who passed the imperial examination, and the heads of the whole family are handed over together, which is not enough to kill a county lord, right?"

The little man suddenly realized: "Isn't it! I was just bribed to let me assassinate that Duan Wang, but I didn't even know who he was, and before the assassination was successful, I was arrested here." But I don't regret it! The assassination succeeded in 2 million taels, and in the case of failure, there were 1 million taels, and the 1 million taels of silver that I exchanged for my life were enough for my ancestors to have no worries about food and clothing. ”

"Oh, there's such a thing. Zhao Ji asked with interest, "Who asked you to assassinate?"

"Hey, it's all here anyway, I'm going to die, so I'll tell you secretly. The little man said, "It's Zhao Li, the king of Shen! Although he is the prince, he is really ruthless! He sent his men to order me, and asked me to draw the deed." ”

Zhao Ji sighed: "I really didn't expect it-"

"You think I'm wronged, don't you?"

"Well, you're missing a million taels. Zhao Ji looked at the situation below and was slightly nervous.

The thin man moved quickly, hissing sharply in his mouth, and ran around the tall man in a circle.

The tall man couldn't see his opponent for a long time, and he was a little anxious, and he howled angrily: "Come out!" This howl was really like a beast, if it was in normal times, it was enough to frighten people's hearts and bones;

Suddenly, there was a "snort", and someone in the crowd exclaimed quietly.

The light is dim, but the sword is bright.

The sound of the knife, which they hadn't heard for too long, heard it again, somewhat familiar, followed by shock.

Knives, where did the knives come from?

In this deep hell that you have come to several times, how did you bring the knife?

But the warden did not say that knives were not allowed;

It's also a skill to be able to bring!

The snort was the sound of a thin man's knife stabbing into the tall man's chest.

The tip of a knife emerged from the tall man's chest, and then pulled out with a pop.