The carriage drove into Nassau at night, and finally stopped in front of Zhang Heng and Anne's residence.

Zhang Heng and Billy carried the black gladiator above into the house and temporarily placed it in the empty room of the farmer's son, while Anne got out of the car halfway to the doctor.

Billy and Zhang Heng chatted for a while, and saw that the time was not too early to leave.

After that, Zhang Heng returned to Marvin's room, the black gladiator closed his eyes tightly, lying motionless on the bed, no different from when he was buried in the dirt pit, if it weren't for the faint breathing, people couldn't help but suspect that he was dead, the blood on his face had now congealed into lumps, and it looked even more hideous.

Zhang Heng moved a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed, and then spoke, "I have to admit that you are indeed very talented in pretending to be unconscious. ”

His words fell, but there was no response in the hut, and the black gladiator on the bed still had his eyes closed, and he fell into a coma.

"Don't you wonder how I found out?"

Zhang Heng seemed to be talking to himself, "At that time, everyone in the banquet hall was attracted by the fight between the two of you on the stage, only I happened to be observing the surroundings, and one thing that aroused my interest was that I found that whenever you were attacked, there were some black female slaves who would be very nervous, at first I thought they were worried about their compatriots, but then I found that when you fought back against your opponent, their expressions would relax again."

"So I started to realize that they were just worried about you, and the funny thing is that when you were completely knocked out, they showed a look of unbearability, but there seemed to be a faint expectation, and their looks confused me a little, until then everyone thought you were dead, and you suddenly turned into a victory and killed your opponent in an almost impossible situation, and they didn't seem to be very surprised, which also made me can't help but have a thought - did they know that this was going to happen?"

Zhang Heng paused, "The battle that happened on the stage tonight was actually carefully choreographed by you, you wanted to escape from that manor, so you chose to hide your strength, and deliberately suffered such serious injuries in the battle, because you know how they used to deal with those worthless wounded, and the two people who were responsible for burying you under that coffee tree are obviously also your companions, so they will be a little helpless when I spend money to buy you, because this is different from the situation you planned." ”

This time, when Zhang Heng's words fell again, the black gladiator who looked extremely weak on the bed finally reacted, he jumped up, without any warning, and suddenly pounced on Zhang Heng beside him, and the two huge palms were about to choke the latter's throat.

However, the next moment, his movements stopped in mid-air, because he saw the short musket in Zhang Heng's hand.

"I have no ill will towards you, on the contrary, you should be glad that you met me tonight, according to your original plan, even if you can hide from the overseer, it will be difficult to slip out of the gate under the nose of the guard, and even if you manage to escape the gate in the end, that area is almost all plantations, and your appearance is too conspicuous to escape at all."

The black gladiator did not give up his vigilance when he heard this, and said coldly, "So this is how you release your kindness, pointing a gun at me?" ”

Hearing the black gladiator speak, Zhang Heng also breathed a sigh of relief, he was most worried that the former could not speak English, because unlike those black female slaves who were trained as handmaidens, the black slaves who were trained to be gladiators did not need to master too many words, and their masters only needed them to show their animal nature, so they often did not bother to let them learn the local language.

At this time, almost every tribe in Africa had its own native language, and it was often impossible for tribes to communicate with each other, and if the black gladiators could only speak the language of their own tribe, it would be very difficult for the two sides to communicate.

"I've seen what your arms can do before, and I don't want to be strangled just yet." Zhang Heng said, "Whether you believe it or not, it was just an accident that I saved you, and I didn't plan to plot anything from you, I originally planned to let you go after treating your injuries, but I was a little worried that you would break the neck of the doctor who treated you for a while, so I had to talk to you in advance." ”

"We may come from backward places, but we are not beasts." The black gladiator replied, the hostility in his eyes slightly lessened.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Heng put away the short musket in his hand, "In short, you are free now, you can choose to stay and let the doctor treat your wounds, if you leave in a hurry, the door is always open." ”

Zhang Heng didn't lie, he saved the black gladiator was indeed just by chance, although he saw the latter's purpose of wanting to escape from the manor, but this matter had nothing to do with him, he didn't have any intention of interfering at first, until he happened to meet the latter when he was buried, so he helped the other party.

The black gladiator's gaze was still full of suspicion when he looked at Zhang Heng, he stood up and walked all the way to the door, but the latter was still silent behind him.

Zhang Heng didn't even pay attention to the direction he left, but after a few minutes, the figure of the black gladiator walked back from the darkness.

"Rakutua."

"Oh, is that your name?"

"No, that's the name of the man I killed today, the strongest warrior of our tribe and my best friend."

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, showing surprise for the first time tonight, "He's also a participant in your escape plan?" ”

The black gladiator nodded, a deep sadness appeared on his face, "Yes, the biggest difficulty in this plan is to control the injury, I have to make my injuries look serious enough, but not to really let me die, the line between this is difficult to grasp, if the person who fights me tonight is not Rakutua, I may be directly killed, and I can't wait for the opportunity to turn defeat into victory." ”

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but feel a little curious, he could tug at the heartstrings of many female slaves, and let the warriors of the tribe die for him, and other people were also cooperating with his escape plan.

"My name is Laeri, and I come from a large tribe of tens of thousands of people, and my father was the chief of the tribe, but since those cunning slave traders came to my hometown, it has completely changed our lives."