The two sides that seemed to have a huge disparity in strength did not distinguish the winner for a long time, and the weaker side kept dodging the fatal blows, and despite the large and small wounds on his body, he always fought tenaciously against the lion, and even tried to kill it!

For if the lion does not die, then he can only die. And he certainly didn't want to die.

It is precisely because of this that this fight has something to watch. The audience doesn't like people who are too weak, so it's easy to be killed all at once, so what's the point of seeing?

Now that's when they feel their blood boiling!

Every time they saw the person in the field dodging the blow of life and death, they would let out an earth-shattering cry, and their chests were stirring, and they felt glad that the person had escaped death, as if they had escaped again and again.

At the same time, however, they paradoxically hoped that the lion would bite the man to death, and that they would see the real carnage and rage, and that their excitement could only be calmed by the blazing blood.

Madness and tyranny, death and struggle, despair and victory, these are the main themes of this underground Colosseum.

Jiang Rong didn't pay much attention to it, took a quick look at her and continued to follow Feihe.

In the underground cage of the Colosseum, from left to right and from top to bottom, there are huge iron cages, each of which holds more than a dozen people, ranging in age from a few years to a teenager, and it can be said that they are still children.

It's just that most of them have lost the innocence and purity of children in their eyes, replaced by numbness and despair of life and the future, as well as indifference to the things around them. The only thing they have to do is to live.

Suddenly, the door of the cage opened, and a middle-aged man who looked like a steward walked in with a string of children.

Why is it a "string"?

For on that long rope there were children tied at intervals, and they were like copper coins strung together.

The man walked to a small iron cage, took out a bunch of keys from his waist to open the iron cage, and pushed all the children and teenagers behind him inside.

After more than a dozen children entered, they each found their own place and shrank up, and one of them, two or three years old, stood in place with a look of ignorance and curiosity. It was Jiang Yu who disappeared overnight and did not return.

He looked left and right, not feeling terrified, but curiously looking around. After seeing enough for a while, he raised his feet and walked inside, but he walked to a young man who was alone in a corner, and sat down next to him.

The young man raised his eyes and glanced at him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, maybe he was surprised that someone was not afraid that he would dare to come in front of him, right? But more often than not.

Because he was born with a pair of green eyes, which are very different from ordinary people, he has been regarded as a monster since he was a child, whether it is a child or an adult, as soon as he sees his eyes, he immediately stays away from him, as if he is some kind of flood beast.

What's more, some people directly beat him up without asking the reason, saying that it was to eliminate harm for the people and kill him, a demon. Just because he gave birth to a pair of green eyes.

But his life is big, no matter what, he can't die, whether he is seriously injured by someone, or he has a high fever and burns all over his body, God didn't take him away, but let him grow to such a big point.

He was even quite glad to be caught here, although he was still inevitably looked at with strange eyes, but it was much better than outside, and he still had something to eat every day.

So he didn't want to resist and run away at all, and it was better to stay here than to go out and be bullied.

Disgusted or frightened by the other children in the same cage, he didn't care at all, but was happy that no one came to compete with him.

But how can this little guy dare to come to his side? Isn't he afraid of himself? The boy couldn't help but think about it.

Jiang Yu really wasn't afraid of him, and he didn't think he was any different from himself, didn't he have a pair of eyes, a nose and a mouth? What is there to be afraid of?

Leaning on the green-eyed boy to sit down in the corner, Jiang Yu felt bored, and moved around as if there was a spring under his buttocks.

He got up and walked to the iron gate, and when he tried to get out, he found that he could not shake the iron lock.

He finally realized the fact that he seemed to be locked up here and could no longer get out! Then won't he never see Sister A-Niang and Brother Ping again? And if Daddy brings back the little wolf cub, he won't be able to play with it?

Jiang Yu suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and he cried out as soon as he "wow", and kept crying: "I want to go home...... Whining...... I want a mother...... Hiccup, Sister ......"

Xu was infected by his crying, and there were movements in other cages one after another, and many people cried along with him.

Suddenly, the cries inside were continuous, and the middle-aged steward who had brought them in just now ran in and roared, "What are you crying about?" What to cry about! Cry again, I'll throw you all into the cage! ”

Those cries were cut off all of a sudden, as if they had suddenly pressed the pause button, and only one cry continued, and that was our little Jiang Yu, he didn't care what kind of beast cage or not! He's just going to cry, who told these bad guys to lock him up! Who told them not to give him home!

His cry was even louder, so loud and crisp, penetrating that it shook so much that people's eardrums were about to burst. Jiang Yu usually doesn't like to cry, but once he cries, it's an earth-shattering!

The steward felt a buzzing in his head, and his ears were filled with the magic sound.

He rushed to Jiang Yu at once, and yelled at him through the iron cage: "Shut up!" Do you hear that?! Cry again—" He paused suddenly, for the threat he had just made seemed to be useless to this little boy at all.

When he was embarrassed, a small guy outside ran in, approached him and whispered, "Steward Wu, the son is here!" ”

"What childe?" Wu Zhencai reacted after speaking, his eyes widened suddenly, and his face showed a little panic and surprise.

"Why don't you go and entertain you? Let's go, don't make Childe unhappy! Saying that, he was going to go outside, and it didn't matter if Jiang Yu cried or not.

"Hey, Steward Wu, Gongzi said that he wants to watch people fight beasts." The little guy shouted at him from behind.

"Fighting beasts? Isn't there a fighting beast ahead? The three-story box has been reserved for the son. Didn't anyone take Childe there? Wu Zhen's face sank a little.

The little guy hurriedly explained: "Then where can it! The little ones are eager to serve their sons well. But ......"

Wu Zhen slapped the little guy's head and shouted, "What are you doing?" Tell me something! ”

The little guy glanced at the iron cage next to him, approached Wu Zhen and said, "Childe said that the fighting beasts outside are boring, he is tired of seeing them, and asked us to get some fresh tricks." ”

"Fresh tricks?" Wu Zhen is in trouble, what new tricks can the fighting beast have? Isn't it just a man and a beast going up to fight and kill?

After crying for a while, Jiang Yu's energy has decreased, and his voice has become much hoarse, and he can no longer howl loudly. But he's a good boy with persistence, even if it's a little quieter, it doesn't matter, he just can't stop.

His voice was heard throughout the iron cage prison.

Wu Zhenzheng was upset, thinking about it, and when he heard his endless crying, he blurted out: "Cry again, cry again and drag you out to fight the beast!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Zhen's eyes lit up, hey, this idea is so wow! Isn't Childe tired of watching the fighting beasts of adult men? This time he let this little doll fight the beast, and it must be very interesting.

Wow, that's it!

Wu Zhen immediately said to the little guy: "Go, get ready, and ask these stinky boys to perform a beast fight for the son today." ”

The little guy's head shrank, and a trace of unbearability flashed across his face, "Steward Wu, this, it's not big, right?" How old are these kids, can they survive a round? Don't just go up and let the beast bite you to death. At that time, it will be ruined Childe's interest. ”

"Well, you have a point." Wu Zhen's gaze wandered around the iron cage where Jiang Yu was, and said, "In this way, release everything in this cage, and everyone will be given a dagger." As for the beasts, they picked the thin ones in the beast cage with poor strength, and only let one out first, and if the son was able to see it, he would slowly increase the number. ”

The stewards said so, and the little guy was helpless, so he had to go down and prepare.

There is not only a large public Colosseum in the front, but also a small Colosseum in the back, which is reserved for a few people or private individuals.

After all, there are always some people who like to flaunt their uniqueness, thinking that if they watch it with those ordinary people, they will not lose their own identity. So those small private Colosseums are just for these people.

At this moment, on the corridor on the third floor, a young man in a green robe was leaning on a chaise longue, playing with a jade pendant boringly in his hand, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. A pair of narrow eyes drooped slightly, and his gaze fell on him carelessly.

In front of him was a table with all kinds of rare and delicate melons and fruits, as well as wine.

Behind him stood a guard in ink, with his hands on his chest, his face was calm and indifferent, and his aura was almost nothing. In fact, his martial arts have been accomplished, and he is almost in the realm of transformation.

He simply stood there, and there was an aura of Yue Zhi Yuan, and the situation in all directions was already under his control. As long as anyone makes the slightest move, he will be killed by one blow without mercy.

Not far away, there was a fat white-clothed blue-clothed steward with crossed hands. He wiped his forehead with his hand from time to time, peeking at the young man in green clothes, looking a little nervous.

This person is the head of the Colosseum, the chief steward, and his name is Zhou Fu.

He kept muttering in his heart, why didn't he come yet? What the hell is Wu Zhen doing?