Hua Zixuan's words angered the 5,000 spectators at the scene.

The mood in the audience became more and more angry, at first throwing things, and then someone began to climb over the guardrail and rush towards the ring, "Kill them!"

Gasol glared at Hua Zixuan, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Hua Zixuan: "You said you want me to make things bigger?"

Gasol looked helpless, "I asked you to provoke the Silver Kettle and the Storm so that they can compete with us, why are you provoking the audience?"

Hua Zixuan: "You didn't say it earlier!"

Wu Ling in the audience shouted, "You three fools, if you don't run quickly, these five thousand people will beat you into pulp!"

Hua Zixuan and the three of them hurriedly jumped out of the ring, and together with Wu Ling, fled towards the exit.

Drop a few spectators along the road.

Escape from the gladiatorial arena, chase a group of spectators behind, and "kill the evil slave of Andromeda......"

The four Andromedas ran away without looking back.

In the corner of the gladiatorial arena, Kato Philao had a look of resentment, he was going to see how Andromeda was repaired, but he didn't expect to win.

He asked the 'slave chief' Yoichi Yamada beside him, "Adolf's assassination team won't do anything for us, I'll let you find another assassination team, have you done it?"

Yoichi Yamada: "This ...... It's not easy to do, I don't know why, other assassination groups don't take this mission. ”

Philo Kato twisted a black beard on his lips, "A bunch of cowards." That's just us, it's been so long, and if I kill them again, it's not a post-game revenge. ”

The four of Andromeda ran desperately, turning a few alleys and then a few alleys, and finally they couldn't hear the shouts of the audience.

Wu Ling in front asked, "Zixuan, have you gotten rid of them?"

Hua Zixuan: "No one is chasing after you!"

Wu Ling gasped for breath, "Stop and rest......!"

Everyone stopped.

Wu Ling took out a black cloth bag, which contained energy crystals, and said, "You all come here!"

Wu Ling was afraid that the light of the energy crystal would attract attention, so he didn't take it out.

Hua Zixuan and the three of them caressed the crystal through the cloth pocket, and their physical strength quickly recovered.

Wu Ling: "Zixuan, you don't have anything wrong with your brain, why are you provoking the audience?"

Hua Zixuan was about to answer, but Wu Wei rushed and said: "Dad, don't complain about Zixuan, it's Gasol who taught him to say this, and I saw it on the side." ”

Gasol jumped up, "Hey, Wei'er, why do you talk to Zixuan, did I teach him to provoke the audience?"

Wu Wei snorted coldly, "You taught him to make things bigger, and only when he makes them big can there be hype value, he listens to you very much, isn't the matter big enough now?"

Gasol: "I ......"

Wu Ling: "Okay, stop arguing. This is not necessarily a bad thing. Anyway, our reputation must have gone out, whether it's good or bad, read tomorrow's newspaper. ”

Gasol: "We don't think we had dinner." ”

Wu Ling rolled his eyes, put away the black cloth pocket, and said, "I don't know that firewood and rice are expensive, I can't earn a share of the tickets for a copper coin, and there are three mouths waiting to eat!" He took the lead in walking, "Let's go!"

"Where?"

"New Martian restaurant, eat steak. Although I didn't get a share of the tickets, I still won the battle, which is a good start. Go celebrate it. ”

Hua Zixuan, Gasol, and Wu Wei: "Oye, eat steak!"

The family walked with laughter and laughter, "......"

The new Martian restaurant, which is not particularly busy today, has six tables and two more free.

Wu Ling and the four of them entered the inside, and they still sat against the bar.

They greeted the thick-armed punk, "Hey, punk!"

The thick-armed punk didn't seem to be very happy today, and just smiled at the four of them, "What to eat, guys?"

Wu Ling: "Four minced meat steaks." He asked Gasol again, "Do you want some more?"

Gasol: "Of course, I want a glass of beaded ciqueur. ”

Hua Zixuan: "I also want beaded fruit wine!"

Wu Ling: "Then two more glasses of beaded fruit wine and ...... Two glasses of wild wine. ”

Thick-armed punk turned to prepare.

Hua Zixuan saw Mai Li, the little girl with cigarettes, sitting on the side of the bar, picking at her fingernails idly.

Hua Zixuan: "Mai Li, bring us two cigarettes!"

Wu Ling glanced at Hua Zixuan, he asked for things casually without the permission of the master, and the master was not very satisfied.

Mai Li quickly rolled two cigarettes and sent them over.

Hua Zixuan asked Mai Li, "How old are you?"

Miley has blonde hair, freckles on her face, and is on the thin side, "Fourteen years old." ”

Hua Zixuan: "Three years younger than my sister." What's your relationship with Cyberpunk?"

Miley: "I'm his slave. ”

"What about your parents?"

"My parents died on the ship to Mars, and it was the punk owner who bought me. ”

Hua Zixuan: "Do you roll cigarettes here every day?"

Miley nodded.

Hua Zixuan: "The business of the restaurant doesn't seem to be very busy today?"

"Yes, business is always bad when the owner is unhappy. ”

Hua Zixuan smiled, "This is amazing. Why is your master in a bad mood?"

Miley shook her head, "I don't know. ”

Mai Li stays in the restaurant every day and works boringly, which makes her whole person seem very dull.

Someone asks for a cigarette, and Miley walks away.

Rough-armed punk came back with a wine glass, "Your wine!"

Hua Zixuan lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said to the thick-armed punk, "Punk, what's wrong with you?"

Thick-armed punk let out a sigh, "Di Meng is retiring." ”

Di Meng, the first servant of the constellation of Cedar. Last season torn tendon and went to Earth for treatment. In the first race of the season, the tendon was torn again.

Gasol: "What does it matter to you that Di Meng retires?"

Thick-armed punk: "I'm a fan of him, he's the only active servant I admire." ”

Wu Wei: "I like him too. ”

Rough-armed punk: "He deserves everyone's respect." ”

Hua Zixuan asked Di Meng, "Why do you like Di Meng, is it because he is very powerful?"

Thick-armed punk: "Yes, he's very good! His fighting skills are pleasing to the eye, and the Servant Tournament he participated in was the highest at the box office." And also...... His chivalrous courage, he has never killed a person in the field of war servants. And also...... He's a great leader, he's always turned the tide when the team is in the toughest of times, and he's led the team to two Copa del Facto Winners......"

Wu Wei tilted her head, her face full of admiration, "I admire his 'Luohan Boxing' the most, it's simply amazing......"

Hua Zixuan: "Di Meng was so powerful by you, it's a pity that I haven't seen him." ”

Thick-armed punk: "It's not easy to see him, tomorrow at half past two in the afternoon, there will be his retirement farewell party in the gladiatorial arena, if you want to see him, you can go there." ”

Hua Zixuan: "Gladiatorial Arena?"

"Probably not. ”

Hua Zixuan: "I'll go." ”

Wu Ling said to Hua Zixuan: "Don't even think about going, tomorrow at half past two, you are sweating and training!"

Thick-armed punk: "Wu Ling, you should let the children listen to what Di Meng has to say, it will benefit a lot." ”

Wu Wei: "That's right, Dad, let's go and hear Di Meng's opinion." ”

Wu Ling shook his head helplessly, obviously acquiescing, "Huh...... When you are on stage, no matter how beautiful it is, there is always a moment of curtain call. ”

The steak was served, and the thick arm punk gave Gasol the portion of the sauce with more sauce.

Wu Ling: "Eat quickly, go home early to rest when you are full, and continue devil training tomorrow." ”

When Hua Zixuan, Gasol, and Wu Wei heard the word devil, they all complained bitterly.

After eating, when I got home, the oil lamp was on in the house, and Li Wei was drawing drawings under the lamp.

He was very attentive, and it was only after everyone was in the house that he realized that someone was coming.

Everyone gathered around Li Wei, "What are you drawing?"

Li Wei sorted out the drawings, "It's some tools for mining ore, and with these tools, it's much easier to mine ore." ”

Wu Ling smiled contemptuously, "Mining ore, you can't do it alone." ”

Li Wei: "So...... Dude, I need you to give me the first start-up capital, I'm going to buy a few slaves first. ”

Wu Ling hesitated.

Li Wei smiled flatteringly, "Brother, you promised me that after you finish the game with the Baolaixing team, you will invest in me." ”

Wu Ling looked embarrassed, "I thought that this game would have a bit of a box office share, but I didn't expect there to be none." How much money do you need?"

"At least sixty gold coins. ”

"Sixty gold coins!" Wu Ling looked a bit like a miser, "Do you need so much?"

Li Wei: "This is already the most conservative estimate, I need to buy ten slaves to mine stone for me, each slave averages 3 gold coins, and their slave clothing, I also need to buy a few carts to transport the ore back, the carts are expensive, I still need to forge mining tools, I still have ......"

"Alright!" Wu Ling said, "These things you said, sixty gold coins are indeed not enough. Can...... I'm not going to invest in you.

I still have a total of 91 gold coins now, and after giving you 60, I have 31 left. I still have to raise a team to play games, and 31 gold coins is not enough. I'm a man with a short life, and I can't wait for your 'fattening plan', no matter how good it is, so I'm not going to invest in anything that doesn't benefit me. ”

Li Wei hurriedly said: "Brother, please!"

Wu Ling was very resolute, "Don't say it, it's impossible!"

Hua Zixuan: "Dad, I think you should support the doctor." It's enough for us to keep 31 coins, because we'll have a box office split for the next game. ”

Wu Ling: "Zixuan, who told you that there will be a box office score in the next game?"

Hua Zixuan: "I ......"

Wu Ling: "I just want to use the little time left in my life to try to see my daughter, hoping to get her forgiveness, please don't make trouble for me." ”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.

Wu Ling: "Okay, let's go and rest." ”

Wu Ling said and walked outside the house.

"Daddy......" Hua Zixuan shouted softly.

"Huh?" Wu Ling stopped, turned around, and looked at Hua Zixuan.

Hua Zixuan: "Give the doctor a chance, he deliberately committed a crime to come to Mars, he is a man with dreams, if you don't help him, no one can help him." ”

Wu Ling turned around and walked away, "I'm not a philanthropist, I'm just a selfish bad old man!"

Hua Zixuan shouted at Wu Ling's back: "Dad, while helping others fulfill their dreams, they are also paving the way for their own dreams!"

I heard Wu Ling's disdainful voice coming from the courtyard, "Damn, don't use this old-fashioned chicken soup for the soul to coax me, go to sleep, get up early tomorrow to train!"