For three days, not a drop of water entered, from the beginning of the angry roar, to now there is no speech, Liu An is also the same as the slave who came in here before, without speaking, just lying quietly, without spending a trace of physical strength.

It's not just the body that torments people, it's also the spirit! The first time he killed someone, Liu An had a heavy psychological burden, especially when he was locked up in such a quiet place, and he always couldn't help but think of the dead clothes of the stiff man.

From the very beginning, Liu An was very depressed in his heart, but now he is no longer affected by it, and it can be said that his heart is a lot stronger.

Now, all we have to do is to do nothing, we can't spend the slightest bit of physical strength, and if we don't have food, if we move around, we may not be able to survive the day we get out.

"It's been three days! Can't sleep tonight! Liu An muttered to himself.

He felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more erratic, and a sense of crisis that he could not wake up if he fell asleep became clearer and clearer, and he could only force himself not to sleep.

But if you don't sleep and stay up all night, can you survive it? At this point, Liu An didn't have a little confidence: "Click! ”

There was a sound of the door opening outside, in other words, Liu An might have looked forward to it two days ago, whether he had let himself out, but today, he was in no mood to look at it again.

Basically, when the door is opened, there are slaves who have committed crimes coming in, or there are slaves who have been tortured to the point of being almost released and released, and they have only been in for three days, so it is impossible to release themselves.

"Click!"

There was another sound of the door opening, the sound was very clear, as if it was his own single room, Liu An couldn't help grinning, what kind of hunger he was! It's all hallucinating!

Not only was the sound of the door opening, but even the footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if someone had really entered their private room! Although Liu An didn't want to believe that someone really came in, he still had some expectations subconsciously.

It was difficult to get up and look, but I hope it will not be another empty joy.

"Yo! This kid can still move, and he has been locked up for a few days? Someone asked.

"This guy was only locked up for three days." One person replied.

The voice of the answer, Liu An was a little familiar, and after thinking about it, it turned out to be the main person who locked himself in this place!

Listening to the voices of the two, Liu An's hope is gone, are these two here to release themselves? Liu An really wanted to believe it, but he really couldn't believe it, and he probably came to fix himself again!

I'm all in this miserable shape, how else can I fix it?

"I really don't understand what the owner thinks, he actually let the slaves imprisoned here participate in gladiatorial fights, what kind of starvation is this, let them go, isn't it sent to death?"

"If you understand, it's not a small matter, how can we understand the owner's thoughts."

The two were talking, and Liu Anxin moved! Gladiator tryouts are about to begin? That's not right! I've only been locked up for three days? How did it start? It stands to reason that we will have to wait for more than 20 days!

"Hey, boy, can you still move? If you can move, follow us quickly, and if you can't move, you will be locked up for a few more days. ”

Suddenly, the voice of the principal interrupted Liu An's thoughts, and he hurriedly said, "I can move!" ”

The tone was a little weak, but it didn't affect his movements, and he quickly stood up, perhaps because he had been lying down for too long, and he didn't stand firm for a while, and lay down again.

Liu An was worried that the two principals would not let him go out because of this, and he stood up again because of the pain.

The two principals glanced at Liu An, and couldn't help but smile, laughing very strangely, they had never seen each other, and they were so active in sending them to death.

You must know that gladiator gladiatorial fights are all ruthless among slaves! Liu An's small body, if he hadn't been hungry for a few days, he might still have a little hope, and now, except for sending him to death, he doesn't know how to describe it.

……

……

The gladiator fight was in a large square, full of people, and if you counted, there must be at least a thousand people!

Along the way, Liu An listened to the conversation between the two principals and learned some useful content.

The gladiators of the stone field were originally for the owner of the stone field to watch, and later more and more people watched, and gradually, the gladiator fights of the Dingfeng stone field became another business of the Dingfeng stone field, that is, gambling!

There's nothing more exciting than a life-and-death fight, and nothing is more exciting than a burst of blood! Every time you play, the amount of outside bets is scary!

No one is worried about cheating, gladiatorial fights are endless, and no one wants to die.

As for the reason for the early selection this year, it is because there will be more recruits today, and the competition cycle will be much larger, and the purpose is to allow the fighters to bring benefits to the stone field as much as possible.

……

Directly in front of the square, a platform was set up, on which there was a middle-aged fat man with a big belly, and his passionate speech was spitting, which was that excited, but unfortunately Liu An didn't listen to a word.

I was hungry for three days, I was weak, I stood in the square, I was unspeakably uncomfortable, dizzy, I don't know how long I can last! If you continue, you will be dizzy.

Fortunately, the middle-aged fat man spoke about the same, and finally said loudly to the slaves: "Fight!" Knock down the people around you and stain the whole venue with blood! Our gladiators can only stand to the end, not fallen slaves! ”

After saying that, the fat man found a place to sit and watch this scuffle!

The slaves below were already a little impatient, and as soon as the words fell, they each looked for their own target.

Liu An has already figured out the rules of the selection, the first game is a scuffle, about 100 people will be selected from thousands of people, and there is only one end for the loser, that is, he is killed, injured and disabled by the winner!

In the first scene, Liu An was not worried, because he was also a slave leader in the stone field, and no other slave would come to provoke him.

Not only Liu An is like this, but also the other slave leaders, the first scene has nothing to do with them, just watch it, this one, they are the audience!

This is also the advantage of taking the younger brother, reducing unnecessary battles and reducing the chance of injury.

The scuffle begins! The slave who was standing honestly suddenly attacked his side at this moment!

Liu An felt a little tired and was about to find a place to sit for a while, suddenly! I didn't stand firm for a while, and bent down to stabilize my center of gravity.

patted his little chest and said, "Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough, otherwise I would definitely fall!" ”

"Yo! Boy, you reacted fast enough, brother didn't hurt you this time. ”

Just when Liu An was rejoicing, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from behind him, and when he turned to look, he saw a slave looking at him, his eyes were like looking at prey, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

This person Liu An didn't have the slightest impression, he shouldn't be a slave leader, but this guy actually attacked himself! What Liu An hates the most is a sneak attack!

"Despicable!" Liu An said, his tone still weak.

It should be a shocking sound, but at this moment, it seems to be a little like a weak moaning/groaning.

"Boy, you actually call me mean? Just like you, if I don't sneak attack, I can play you to death! Believe it or not? The other party said, and hooked his finger to Liu An.

looks like a bamboo in his chest, full of provocation.