The Broken Brothers walked to the center of the arena with short swords in hand, and the two of them had a faint smile on their faces, they did not sacrifice their lives like the others, but stood face to face and played a popular game that ordinary people had played, rock-paper-scissors.

The brothers raised their right hands at the same time, clenched their fists and shouted softly, "One ...... Two...... Three. The two fists fell, a rock, a scissors, the two smiled slightly, and slowly clenched their fists and raised.

The spectators in the stands were dumbfounded, there had never been such a strange thing since there was a game of death brave, the expected cannibalism turned into a game of fisting, and an elderly rich man dressed as a Roman nobleman was unhappy, and immediately questioned the old Ivan sitting on the side.

"My old friend, I'm here to watch the Death Hero game, look at those two idiots on the field, what are they doing? Is it a waste of everyone's time? ”

Facing the questioning, old Ivan smiled and asked: "Dear Morgan, they are brothers, it is difficult to swing a butcher's knife at their own brothers, isn't it good to see too many bloody killings and see how brothers choose life and death?" ”

The rich man named Morgan frowned and muttered for a few seconds, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Ivan, you are a cunning old fox, but the reason you said moved me. ”

Old Ivan squinted his eyes and said: "I'm not an old fox, I'm a businessman, I prefer you to call me a banker, I don't know which of the two brothers you bought?" ”

Morgan shook his head and said, "Actually, I didn't plan to buy any of them in the first place, and I won't buy them now, I'm going to save the money for the next one, because I know Uriel will win money for me." ”

Old Ivan sighed softly and said, "It turns out that you are the real old fox, it seems that I am going to lose money this time!" ”

Morgan smiled and said: "You are the person who doesn't care about money in the world, and my win over you is like walking around the nine cows and plucking a little fart hair." ”

Old Ivan shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile: "Okay, I also hope that Uriel can win, it doesn't matter if you lose a little money." ”

Morgan suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the gladiatorial arena, and said loudly, "Do it." ”

The twin brothers in the gladiatorial arena ended their guessing fists and hugged each other tightly, one of them unarmoured, and the other plunged the short sword in his hand deep into the brother's chest.

A sword pierces the heart, accurate. Piercing the atrium and penetrating the back, the person who was stabbed barely struggled, and life disappeared in an instant in the short-term pain, and the Broken Corpse Brothers' familiarity with the structure of the human body was no less than that of any experienced physician.

The dead are still, the living are trembling, and the pain of killing one's fellow brother can only be experienced by the living. The spectators in the stands saw a special gladiatorial fight, brutal and helpless.

The crimes committed by the corpse brothers are not redeemable, but their lives are also only once, and the rich people in the stands do not have much emotion, tasting delicious food and wine and waiting for the next gladiatorial fight to begin.

The corpse was removed, the blood left behind drenched into the sand, and the brief calm gave the indifferent rich a chance to bet, and a waiter came to old Ivan with a laptop in his hand, whispered something, and gave it to him.

Old Ivan checked the computer, his brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, lowered his voice and said a few words to the waiter, and the corners of his mouth hooked a shallow arc.

Dennis's eyes flashed with two strange lights, and he turned sideways and gestured to Jim White behind him, beckoning someone over and whispering a few words in his ear.

Jim Huai nodded and turned to leave, and after a while, he brought a girl dressed in the costume of an ancient Roman noble, this girl was none other than Nie Xiaoman, who was in the same room with Ye Fei.

"Come and sit." Dennis beckoned Nie Xiaoman to sit beside him, stretched out his hand and handed over a glass of red wine, and said with a smile: "He will play soon, this time his opponent is very strong, whether he can defeat the opponent depends on your cousin." ”

Nie Xiaoman bit his upper lip with his lower teeth, a worried expression appeared on his face, and asked in a low voice, "How can I express myself so that he can defeat his opponent?" Her current fate has been firmly tied to that little man named Ye Fei, and she is willing to do anything if she can let the little man defeat her opponent.

Dennis smiled and said: "It's very simple, you can cheer for him, just let him see you, if he wins, you can go back to the prison together, if he loses, he will die in the gladiatorial arena, and you don't have to go back." ”

Nie Xiaoman looked at the gladiatorial arena below, smiled sadly and said, "Okay, if he dies, I'll jump from here." After speaking, she reached out and took the red wine glass and sat quietly on the side, her pretty face slightly pale.

Old Ivan heard the conversation between the two, turned his head and squinted at Nie Xiaoman, then turned his head to look at Morgan on the side, and said with a light smile: "Old friend, hurry up and place a bet, the gladiatorial fight is about to start." ”

Morgan tilted his head and said, "Do you want to lose money to me?" I wonder if the next 10 billion dollars will be too stingy? ”

Old Ivan nodded seriously and said, "I can answer you very clearly, as the master of the Morgan family, this number is very stingy. ”

Morgan picked up a glass of juice and shook it gently, and said casually: "Then add a little bit, 50 billion, and call someone to come and bet!" ”

Old Ivan smiled faintly and said: "It seems that you are still too stingy, money is not brought in life or death, why don't I give you half of the property, how about you ask someone to issue an amnesty tomorrow?" ”

Morgan shook the juice glass in his hand, shook his head and said, "Old friend, I am also a businessman, I was and will be, if you are willing to hand over ninety-eight percent of your property, I think Your Excellency the President will be happy to issue an amnesty." ”

Old Ivan narrowed his eyes and stopped talking, he didn't calculate how much property he had, but he knew that even if he handed over 98% of his property, he would not be able to get an amnesty, and people wanted everything, including his old life.

The gate of the fence clattered open, and then a rapid sound of horses' hooves sounded, and out of the fence ran out of a sturdy black horse, and immediately sat a black-armored knight with a spear, he rode around the field with great speed, and pulled the reins with one hand, and the horse neighed for a long time, and the front hooves were erected, and the knight stood still on the horse, he was one of the four angels, Uriel, although he had won two chances to be free, but he voluntarily chose to give up.

The other fence gate had already been opened, but the people inside had not come out for a long time, Nie Xiaoman's eyes were fixed on the direction of the fence gate, her small mouth opened slightly, and her cheers were all held in her throat.

Two minutes later, a figure slowly stepped out of the fence gate, his feet heavy with each step, and the yellow sand rising from the edge of his boot with each step.