Boda only felt that he had poured three sips of wine, but he did not calm down his pounding heart, he sat in his room with a big sword, and his mind was just thinking about the words of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy just now.

For a while, he felt that this young man was too suspicious and must be killed, but after another moment, he felt that this young man must not be killed, and if he killed him, he would definitely regret it.

The emotions that tossed and turned in his heart were so tossed and turned that he couldn't make up his mind at all, and at that moment, someone outside came to report that this young man named Ahab wanted to see him. 、

To be honest, he didn't want to see this boy at all at this moment, it was really this boy who gave him a feeling that he could see through everything, and this feeling made him feel unhappy at all.

However, he did not hesitate to let the young man named Ahab be brought up.

The inside of the house is obviously much more comfortable than the outside.

In the night, the warm firewood burned in the room, so that Ding Zhu's already frozen body also came alive, she twisted her wrist, and sat comfortably by the fire.

Just now, Boda asked people to take off the rope that bound him, and Ding Zhu, who had finally regained her freedom, was in a better mood, so she didn't go around in circles with Boda, and directly put forward her request.

Boda thought the situation was too weird, and he gave it to a slave who had slipped back, not only was he surprisingly good, but he also knew all his secrets, and most importantly, she wanted to join his team? What exactly does he want to do?

Is it the Emperor who has already discovered their traces? So set a trap for them to jump? If that's the case, you shouldn't let a gladiator come, you must know that most gladiators don't become gladiators voluntarily, after all, no one wants to tie life and death to an aristocratic entertainment, wouldn't it be too stupid to put a gladiator who obviously has a grudge against the nobility?

However, if this is not a trap, why does this young man's steps seem to be carefully designed, so that he can't even find the slightest mistake.

Boda had never been so eager to know the answer to a mystery, but no matter what he thought, all he got was more confusion.

"Why come and join us?"

"It's simple, your goal is the same as mine." Ding Zhu didn't mind saying his purpose: "You want Marcus to die, and I am like this too, no matter what our reason is, no matter what our identity is, as long as our goals are the same, then we should be friends." ”

"May I ask why you want Marcus dead?" The firelight then plated Boda's face with an orange glow, which made the murderous aura on his body seem much lighter.

"The reason is simple, he killed my whole family, so I intend to take revenge."

Boda was still looking at Ding Candle, and after watching it for a long time, he suddenly said, "Was your family originally a nobleman?" ”

Ding Zhu didn't answer again, and she was silent.

No one is a fool in this world, Ding Candle can see through Boda's secret, and naturally Boda can also find almost the right answer from Ding Candle's words.

Sometimes silence is the best answer, and when Ding Candle fell silent, Boda knew he had guessed correctly.

Marcus is a very suspicious king, probably because he suffered too much loss when he fought for the throne, he actually did not have complete trust in anyone, this suspicion, let him kill a large number of old nobles after ten years on the throne, and raised a lot of new nobles loyal to him, so to speak, within ten years, the top nobles in the empire have basically been replaced.

The aristocracy is not the same as the common people at the bottom, they are intertwined, and even if they seem to kill the whole family, you never know where there are still lingering and waiting avengers in the corner.

The young man in front of him, whether in terms of conversation and temperament, to his skills, is not something that ordinary low-level people can do, but if his identity is replaced by a descendant of the nobles who have been killed by Marcus, then everything makes sense.

"I can't fully trust you." After thinking carefully for a while, Boda also opened up and said: "Your appearance is too unexpected, too coincidental, I never believe that this is a coincidence in the world, in my opinion, all coincidences are just intentional, so, although you say very reasonable, I still can't trust it." ”

This is normal, if the positions of the two are reversed, Ding Zhu feels that he can't trust such an unknown person.

"But there's no way I'm going to let you go." Boda touched his chin in his thick beard and looked a little weird: "However, we can't let you join us." ”、

Hehe, big brother, you tease me, I've finished saying everything, what do you want me to do?

Rolling his eyes, Ding Zhu pulled the corners of his mouth and asked, "Do you have any conditions?" ”

It seems very pleasant to talk to Ding Candle and to be a good person, and it seems that it is far easier to talk to such a person than to talk to those who are not Taoist.

"You are a slave of the sacrificial wine Aph, then you should be familiar with Aph, you go and kill him, bring back his head, and I will let you join our organization."

For Boda, the sacrificial wine Yafu is not a big deal, and it doesn't matter if he kills or not, but if he can prove the determination of the young man in front of him with this, it doesn't matter if he kills him.

Ding Zhu nodded in agreement, and by the way, he added another sentence: "Who are you going to let go with me?" ”

Bodahaha laughed, and he said that he liked to talk to smart people, and before he could open his mouth, the other party had already thought of all the things he could think of.

He snapped his fingers, and then a young man walked in from outside the tent, although he was wearing ordinary clothes, but Ding Zhu could still see his identity at a glance, this was the archer who wanted to kill him that morning.

"You go with him." Boda said to the archer, "Look at him, kill Yaph the sacrificial wine, and then bring back Yaph's head and him, and if he has any condition, then kill him without asking why." ”

The archer's slender eyes slid over Ding Candle's body, his lips hooked, and then, she heard the archer's voice, sparkling like a spring water in a winter night: "No problem. ”()

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