"We are not murderers!! ...... We are not murderers!! ...... We are not murderers!! ......”

The slaves raised their arms and roared, and the waves of anger rushed through the audience, making the people who were there take their breath away. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Badilo frowned slightly, and said to the guards beside him: "A group of guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead, let them see some blood." ”

The guards answered, only to see him wave his right hand, and the patrolling guards immediately bent their bows and arrows towards the center of the arena, waiting for an order to start the killing mode.

But with a wave of his hand, Badiro turned his head and looked at Bais with a puzzled expression, and said, "Lord Bais, do you have any brilliant ideas?" ”

Bais glanced at Badillo and said, "Our goal has been achieved, there is no need to waste so much manpower, I think you should know that the battleship needs to rely on people to paddle to advance, and these slaves should be classified as war slaves." ”

Badillo reminded, "Lord Bais, you have invested a thousand gold coins in the blue team. ”

"I know what you're trying to say," Bys said in a deep voice, "1,000 gold coins is a small amount for me, and the decision to gamble was only temporary, but the gambling money to participate in this competitive event is tens of thousands of gold coins, and many people may hate this decision I made." Bais looked at Jing Ling in the center of the field, and said, "But I appreciate this group of people, their determination to defend humanity cannot be measured by money. ”

Badillo followed Bais's gaze to Jing Ling in the center of the field, and he suggested, "This slave can't be kept. ”

"Why?" Baiss raised an eyebrow.

"Lord Bais, this slave is trying to remove the servility of the rest of the slaves, and I don't think that's a good thing." Badillo said.

"And what are you going to do with him?" Byss asked.

"I think it's better to do this—" Badillo made a neck wiping motion.

Bais scoffed, "My dear Badillo, what is it that would kill an upright, righteous slave? ”

Badillo blushed at what Bais said, but he continued to advise: "It is true that you should not kill a slave of good character, but if the slave tries to instigate a riot, then the subordinate thinks that it should be done as soon as possible to prevent future troubles." ”

"How did you tell that this slave was going to start a riot?" Bais said as he looked sideways at Badillo.

"Uh...... Lord Bais, I think he has established prestige among the slaves, and usually the next step of these prestige people is to start a riot, and these are all traceable, as evidenced by the case of Luo Tianqi forty years ago. ”

Bais pointed to Jing Ling under the field and laughed: "Compare him with Luo Tianqi, you really look up to him." ”

Badilo kneaded his hands and said with a smile: "The subordinate is just making an analogy, as for how to deal with him, it is up to you to decide." ”

"I think it's better to give him back his freedom, so he won't have a chance to rebel against the slaves." After Baiss finished speaking, he nodded with satisfaction, and said, "That's it, you are ready to sign his free official document." ”

As soon as Bais finished speaking, a cold wind blew not far away, and Bais was stunned to feel this sudden cold wind, as if he heard the sound of the fight of the Jin Ge Iron Horse in it. ”

"Maybe it's a delusion." Bys shook his head, disapproving.

But he didn't know how serious the consequences of this decision he made today would be, one day in the future, when the 130,000 Nolan soldiers were slaughtered by the Chinese Dragon Army, a generation of heroes Bais would stand on the tower of the ice city, looking at the burning ice city, and end his glorious life with the Xuantie sword in his hand.

Jing Ling in the center of the arena raised his eyes to look at the dignitaries on the VIP stage, he knew that it was these magnates who decided the life and death of his group, and just when he was shocked by the guards' bows and arrows, a middle-aged man on the VIP stage waved his hand to stop the guards' attack. Then the middle-aged man exchanged words with a fat man next to him for a while, and finally saw two guards on the VIP stage walking in his direction.

"Big Brother ......" Looking at the two guards who were gradually approaching, Lin Yan said worriedly.

"Let's do what we need to do." Jing Ling looked helpless.

I saw that the two guards motioned for Jing Ling to come to their side, and one of the guards said in a flat tone, "Lord Bais wants to meet you, come with us." ”

Lord Bais? Jing Ling looked puzzled, but still followed the two guards to the VIP stage, and those audience began to talk about this situation, some people said that what was waiting for Jing Ling was hanging, some said that it was the five horses splitting the corpse, and some said that it was because Lord Baisi had a good bite recently, and maybe it was not necessary to let Jing Ling be his male pet.

But no matter how the audience guessed, they only whispered, after all, any decision and dignity of the Holy See could not be commented on and trampled on, otherwise they would be imprisoned.

Jing Ling came to the VIP stage, and the two guards leading the way in front of him motioned for him to kneel, and then stood sideways, always on the lookout for Jing Ling's every move.

Jing Ling knelt down and looked up at the middle-aged man on the main seat, he was wearing a gorgeous gold-patterned blue robe, his brown-red curly hair looked like the loose hair of a lion, and his whole body exuded a compelling majesty, Jing Ling expected that the middle-aged man in front of him must be a person in a high position.

When Jing Ling looked at Bais, the latter was also looking at him. In the eyes of Bais, this young slave had an unusually cold face, which was the so-called face of the heart, which also showed that he was a rare general.

Especially when he saw that there was no panic in those black eyes, Baiss added to the speculation in his heart, and at this moment he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: it would be nice if he was white, it's a pity, it's a pity.

The two looked at each other, and Badillo frowned and scolded, "Damn slave, how dare you blaspheme Lord Bais." ”

As soon as Badilo finished speaking, the two guards standing in front of Jing Ling immediately drew their swords at their waists, but Bais hurriedly waved his hand to stop him: "What are you going to do!" ”

The two guards were stopped by Bais from behind and looked at each other one at a time.

"Lord Bais, this cheap slave dares to look at you without shying away from it, this is already a capital crime." Badero pointed at Jing Ling and scolded.

"And how will my reputation be restored after you execute him?" Byss asked.

"Uh...... Dare to ask what your subordinates have done to ruin your adult's reputation? Badillo said in horror.

"I said I would release him, if you kill him, won't it make me untrustworthy!" Bys snapped.

Free me!? Kyungling looked at Bais in disbelief.

And Badilo is forehead is cold sweat, the minds of these big people are really not easy to guess at all, under careful consideration, Badilo chose to be silent, bowing his head and looking respectful.

Bais snorted coldly, and then looked at Jing Ling, a look of appreciation appeared in his brown pupils, and he approved: "You have the most lacking sense of justice in this world, may Photon bless you with a safe life, now, I announce that you will be dissolved from your slave status and let you regain your freedom." ”

"Thank you, sir!" Badilo said to the stunned Jing Ling.

"Oh, Lord Xie." Jing Ling beat a spirit, and then bowed down to Baisi, while Badilo said unhappily: "What kind of thank-you gift is this?" You should kiss Mistress Byth's shoes. ”

Fuck your uncle, Jing Ling scolded in his heart. But he still kissed Bais's shoes after weighing it, and said silently in his heart: You dead fat man, when Lao Tzu's wings are stiff one day, I must let you drink my footwater.

But Badilo didn't know that Jing Ling was cursing himself in his heart, so he said to Bais with a flattering face: "Lord Bais, since the athletic meeting was not successful, do you want to move to the cold house to rest for a while?" ”

"It's okay, it's a little tiring after a day's journey." Bais stretched, then stood up and said, "Let's go, Badillo." ”

After all the dignitaries left the arena, the spectators also left, and from time to time there was a burst of boos and invective.

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