Let's talk about liquidating people's financial resources.

In each tournament, the organizers who make a lot of money will give a percentage of the ticket and gambling proceeds to the winner, who will win cheers and favors in addition to a large sum of money.

To the delight of the audience, but also to the fear of the other liquidators

The other liquidators who participated in the competition could only receive a small symbolic amount of money to comfort the death of their gladiators, but in reality this money could not even afford a decent prisoner of war. This is how capital is exploited from the many to the few.

In order to get the most gold out of the audience's wallet, some gladiatorial competitions are actually designed with a "script" at the beginning.

The liquidators and the organizers operated the whole gladiatorial competition, decided the life and death of each gladiator, and used dramatic "exhibition matches" to create one topic after another, just to attract attention, so that more people would willingly take out the gold coins in their money bags for their favorite gladiators, or simply just let them hold the gambling game to maximize profits!

That's all there is to the relationship between the Liquidator and the Gladiator, after Elise makes a good bet for the Liquidator to leave, Jeno sees that the walls of the arena are full, but the game has not yet started, and no one has come to preside, as if waiting for someone to enter.

Looking at Elise's inexplicable expression, Jeno comforted her: "Don't worry, you must be the most profitable one today, you are the richest woman in the entire arena." ”

"Why are you so sure? Could it be that there are people in this arena with you? Elise was still baffled, in fact she was a little confused when Jeno was clamoring to come to the Clearing Arena.

Just to see Draven's axe show? I'm afraid it's not that simple.

"Can't men have a sixth sense?" Jeno shrugged.

Suddenly, he felt the gaze around him change, and the eyes of the audience turned to the entrance!

Jeno also looked over, only to see a figure suddenly appear in the darkness at the entrance.

"Do you hear that? Death is knocking at the door! ”

The figure kept knocking on the wall of the entrance with the iron weapon in his hand, making a clanging sound, and then with a rustic explanation, it suddenly detonated the audience!

"Roar! De-Le-Vin! ”

"I'm dripping turtles, this is too pretending!" Jeno was so shocked by the sudden overbearing aura that his jaw almost dropped, but fortunately he followed Elise's advice and didn't go out to the street to find snacks, otherwise he would have to squirt out what he was chewing in his mouth.

"Welcome to the Delai Alliance!"

He continued to look intently, only to see the figure shout, and then stepped out of the shadows to reveal his true face under the gaze of everyone.

Jeno didn't even know how to describe this Dravin, because he was too eye-catching everywhere, full of grooves all over his body, and full of stalks when he opened his mouth, the kind of person who would be killed by fire if he was the first to put him on the battlefield.

If you have to distinguish between priorities and priorities, then the most eye-catching thing is the two throwing axes that spin at high speed on his hands.

Delevingne's nimble hands were like the bearings of a helicopter, and he slammed the two axes into the airtight, like two propellers, as if if he threw away one of the axes, the whole person would spiral into the sky on the spot.

Draven wore a waistcoat and arm guards, and his arms and face showed sharp and brutal red tattoos, which looked like terrible blood marks from the claws of wild beasts from a distance. But the iron-blooded tough guy temperament that he had finally created was ruined by the obscene and murderous smile he hung on his face.

When he laughed, the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose were raised high, and the two long whiskers above the corners of his mouth lined the already serious nasolabial folds of the old elders, coupled with the dancing eyebrows, sharp eyes, a mouthful of big white teeth, and the sharp broken hair and soft and flowing ponytail hooped up with gold hoops, completely ruined his identity and personality.

Neither the temperament of a nobleman nor the majesty of a soldier, the whole world killed Matt, and Jeno was about to vomit.

But Jeno knew that these were just a means for him to show off his presence and sensationalize, and it has to be said that Draven had already got what he wanted - his image had penetrated into the human form and was also fanatically sought after by a certain group of people.

Behind his lewd smile, he is actually not stupid, he has even taken a stake in the most profitable arena in the empire at his feet, and brings rolling wealth to the arena by running his own description, as long as there is a duel in which he appears, the arena will be full.

There is an elder brother who is in charge of the strongest army in Noxus as a backer, and he is famous, and he doesn't have to worry about finding a wife if he looks ugly, because this is an excessive strength that is respected, and it is not okay to eat with his face. And Darius, who cares about his brother's life very much, is outside the battlefield, and often matches his war stonemasons Tamara and Delevingne, but Delevingne does not appreciate it, and often quarrels with Tamara, who has a wild personality and a hot body, and just wants to be a happy bachelor.

Jeno watched as Delevingne passed behind him brandishing his twin axes and walked to the Feng Shui throne, saying an introductory remark as he went, prolonging his own name and sparking another round of cheers.

"Good afternoon, folks, I am the host of this game, because the steak I ate at noon was too hard and a little stuffy, wasting some time!"

"Draven is the host here! No wonder the game never started, it turned out that everyone was waiting for Delevingne to arrive, this card is big enough. Jeno felt that he should be impressed with Draven, this man didn't seem to be as tough as he thought.

"Since I'm quite late, in order to save time, we won't say much about the opening remarks and some of the nonsense that follows. Coming directly to the part that the audience is most concerned about, today's winner will receive a magical enchanted weapon in addition to a large amount of gold coins as usual! Rejoice! ”

"Roar!"

Amid waves of cheers, Draven came to the throne, took the broken sword from the wall, and held it up with one hand for everyone to see.

Jeno couldn't help but be surprised that the organizers actually used Ruiwen's weapon as a prize. Another fact that surprised him was that Draven actually lifted the broken sword with ease, and he had clearly seen a wrestler who needed a lot of effort to pick up the broken sword.

This Delevingne is not simple.

"That's it! That's the end of the nonsense. Punch and dry fast! Don't cut down all enemies without stopping! He took a deep breath, pointed the broken sword forward, and shouted, "Let's go up!" ”

PS: Although I have known for a long time that there will be such a day sooner or later, when it does come, that feeling is still very subtle.

That's right, I'm talking about the new hero, Senna.

While looking at CG, I was not surprised to see Lucian's gun cut in half by a hammerstone. I wasn't surprised to see Lucian break the lantern and release Senna. But seeing Senna pull out a large gun from the black mist, I was on the spot.

This Nima took out the holy spear in the black fog, and he didn't talk about the Basic Law! You have this shot, why don't you just kill the hammerstone!

For the first time, I felt the difficulty of the same author.。

Senna has been written to death in this book, and the ending is to fly with Lucian, but the fists are alive again.

Is there finally a stain on the book that violates the premise?

Regarding Senna's plot, this book has not been changed in any way, and that's fine.

Wait for the next book to set the plot according to the latest settings.

Alas......

Life is not easy, the cat sighs.

"Bookmark for easy reading"