Thursday.

It has been four days since last Sunday's exciting battle in every sense, and what the whole city never expected was that today, on weekdays, there would be even more exciting dramas!

"Let's welcome today's unlucky bastards, from the unknown world, the heir of the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, the powerful and incomparable avenger, Hei no Hayashi!!"

"By the way, we didn't know until today that in another mysterious world, the most powerful swordsmanship actually has to be cut off to be cultivated!"

There was a lot of boos and whistles in the arena, and the strange men who were tied up were escorted into the arena by several stout slaves.

"You, you-"

"Such a great shame, be prepared to repay it with your life!!"

But after all, no one could understand what he said, and the response that Lin Pingzhi could get was only more enthusiastic boos.

Yes, in order to maximize the effect of the show, Lin Pingzhi did not wear pants when he was tied into the arena...

There is no male symbol, and instead of being displayed in public, there is only a hideous wound scar, and a foul-smelling excretory vent that is not tightly closed after losing the outer sphincter.

The palace punishment, also known as the corrupt punishment, is not without reason.

Not to mention this kind of self-proclaimed and decent martial arts person, even if it is the father-in-law of Dongchang, he must be secretive about it, at this time, this behavior of the arena organizer is equivalent to winning attention, and completely tearing up people's most disgusting, foul-smelling and unsightly rotten scars, which is extremely good...

"I just want to make people look up to the sky and smile."

Sitting in the highest VIP box with the best view, the goblet in Xue Qiong's hand shook gently, and the aged wine inside sparkled with brilliant color, which made people feel intoxicated.

"It's good if you appreciate it." A young man with blond hair and a face like a lion walked up to him with his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "How, the city's signature entertainment?" ”

Faced with this "big businessman from the West Coast", even the top person in charge of the Colosseum in New Santa Fe, one of the city's most powerful people, the blonde youth needs to show a little basic courtesy.

Especially in front of that oversized pearl, which weighs two pounds... Although for Xue Qiong, to make this spherical item, which is mainly composed of calcium carbonate and has no practical value, only needs to eat a few more meals of crayfish with shells.

"But it's still not fun enough." Xue Qiong said a bad comment mercilessly.

“What？！”

"Don't get excited." Xue Qiong pressed her hand, and her face that didn't belong to her was still calm, "Sam, I don't have any opinion on the surprise show you prepared for me, and I believe that you have done your best... But what I'm saying isn't interesting enough, it's about you as a person. ”

“… I hope you have a suitable reason. ”

"I could give a lot of reasons, but would you accept it? No, if you want to see it, you don't need anyone to tell you, you will only see the reason, the reason, the reason, the reason. ”

"What do you mean?"

Xue Qiong's words were foggy, which made the blonde young man crook his neck, but he still took a sip of red wine and looked down with Xue Qiong's gaze.

"People like you and I know how difficult it is to convince someone, especially to get him to change what he has been insisting on..."

Sam's eyes rolled.

"What have I always insisted on? Virtue, family, honor, and duty to the citizens...", he smiled, "after all, it is my job to provide the best entertainment in the city." ”

But at this time, Xue Qiong closed his mouth.

Sam's puzzled eyes met him, and after a dozen seconds of silence, the young lion finally spoke, "I warn you, Uncle Renard has been so gracious to me. ”

Xue Qiong spread her hands, "Look, I didn't say anything, you found the problem yourself... You're a lot more interesting than you used to be. ”

“……”

"You're a very organized person, like the one who's playing now... Wow, so spicy today? ”

"Everyone knows that while she's the biggest star of the new Santa Fe, even though she's a symbol of endless honor and excitement... But for the operator of a gladiatorial arena, keeping her is a surefire deal. ”

"Whether it's the loss of money on a winning gladiator, or the anxiety of never being able to see the next profit point for another gladiator... She is a real negative asset. ”

"But you didn't. You've even disposed of a couple of idiots who wanted to do something to her... Hands and feet in every sense of the word. ”

Sam straightened his collar and said righteously, "Please don't continue to speculate here. It is my duty to maintain the honor of the arena. ”

But his expression was so real, it was too real to be real.

So Xue Qiong can continue: "Although I can also see that as long as there is a match with Ke Aisha present, whether it is the rising ticket price or the drinks and melon seeds sold in the full seats, you will be able to maintain a basic balance of payments... But, this really doesn't look like what a rational person would do. ”

"Especially since she's in the limelight right now, even overshadowing the arena itself. If she dies unexpectedly in some upset battle, and the new champion who was crowned to the altar at that time is actually just luck... Then for a long time to come, you and all your men, the entire staff of the Colosseum, will have to eat chaff. ”

Sam scoffed, "Don't forget, if she loses, we'll make enough money to squander all of us into the next century." ”

"Do you dare?"

"Huh?!"

"The people who come to see the gladiatorial fights are the most energetic people, and they are used to putting all their net worth on Ke Aisha and earning a little pocket money every once in a while... You've scraped them all, and the city won't change soon? ”

"At the end of the day, it's the result of letting her reputation rise unchecked."

“……”

"Under her reputation, even if the spectators were just guts of waste, if the one who defeated Koaisha, the new champion, whether a pewter spearhead or not, showed even the slightest flaw in any game, against any opponent, he would be spit on like a rat in the gutter... No, the poor champion doesn't really need to show any flaws at all, these laymen will make their eyes blemishes. ”

"At that point, the suspicion of match-fixing will completely destroy the honor of your new Santa Fe City Colosseum, which you regard as a part of your life."

"But, you are a rational person, it is impossible not to see this."

"In addition, I also heard that your relationship with Mrs. Zun is actually quite good, so it is even more impossible to defend another woman for no reason... Especially a very beautiful woman who has a lot to do with you. ”

Xue Qiong's admiring gaze glanced at Poison Island Tsunza, but he didn't look at it for too long, because he didn't want to be noticed by her yet.

"So if I were you, Ke Aisha would have lost a long time ago, even if it was really half a beat slower, she would have died of food poisoning outside of the battle, or retired or married, in short, silently disappeared into the legend..."

"When you do this, whether it's your money, your honor, your fame, or your family, you're going to be roasted on the fire."

Sam placed the goblet on the low table wrapped in a velvet tablecloth because he was afraid that he would crush it.

The cup was exquisite, but it wasn't worth much in his eyes... What Sam cares about is not losing his demeanor and momentum.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"To sum up, you don't really want to make money at all, and you don't even want the others."

"As for whether you are clear-minded, or if you can't get it at all... How much of the arena's revenue should be handed over to the municipal treasury? Seventy percent? Probably? It won't be ninety percent, right? ”

"Don't talk about it." Sam rubbed his eyebrows.

But at this point, how could Xue Qiong keep her mouth shut, "As for your own image, to be precise, you want to use the point of 'not making money' to label yourself as 'more than virtuous and incompetent' in the eyes of some people... Oh, you're in luck, and you'll get a '' as well. ”

"In order to make myself not a threat in the eyes of others."

"If I'm not mistaken, every time you get angry and kill someone for Ke Aisha, you're actually cleaning up those two-minded fools under you? Especially the one a few days ago..."

"Koaisha just killed a cook. But you... A lot of the bookkeepers have been killed, right? ”

"Say no more!!"

Sam's emotions spiral out of control.

With his high-pitched voice, several figures flashed out of the shadows, but he waved his hand, "All stand down!" ”

"What is the purpose of saying so much??"

"Actually, I just want to say that you have put up with it too much. Especially since your Uncle Renard is so busy right now that he doesn't even have the heart to care about you. Xue Qiong shrugged, "But you still give up the vitality of many young people because of your own insecurity, which is very boring." ”

"You're not a businessman at all, are you... Well, what do you want to do? Or rather, what exactly do you want me to do? ”

"I said you'd do it?"

"It depends, of course."

"Then what's the use of what I said." Xue Qiong's gaze was still focused on the battle in the gladiatorial arena, "It's better to take a good look." ”

"Look..."

Following Xue Qiong's gaze, condescendingly, looking down at the battlefield that he was extremely familiar with, and then looked at Xue Qiong, he understood something a little in his heart.

Xue Qiong nodded, "Actually, if you're a little stupid, if I say so much today, you won't be able to get out of here alive, right?" To prevent me from rambling around? ”

"......" Xue Qiong is indeed right, in Sam's eyes at this time, whether this guy is a temptation from his Uncle Renard or the spokesperson of a mysterious force, choosing to kill at this time is the next strategy.

So he finally gave up asking questions about Xue Qiong herself, "New Santa Fe... What will happen? ”

"You don't need to know what's going to happen here."

"You just have to prioritize yourself and your own people whenever anything happens."

"As you say, it depends."

"For you, for yourself." Xue Qiong finally turned around, looked Sam in the eye, and accented the last two words.

In the face of this gaze, even if he has secretly cultivated for many years, his combat power is not invincible, but he is also the top in the current city, and he thinks that even if he jumps off the field now, he can fight Sam back and forth with "Ke Aisha"... was also provoked into a cold sweat.

It's not for the strength that can be seen at a glance on the person in front of him, and it seems that he can only match him, but in his eyes, there are other indescribable things...