Zero is a mysterious person, and Alice doesn't know what he is responsible for in the Death Tower, as if everything in the Tower is related to him. The people in the Fighting Skill Tower knew the rules about this tower, and he knew it best.

"Mr. Satan, you're not the first person to come here to buy death row inmates, they pay a lot of money, but I can only regret to tell them that the Fighting Tower is not a killer organization", Zero handed him a glass of red wine as usual.

There are only two kinds of people who can easily refuse money, one is not a lover of money, and the other is someone who has enough money themselves, and it is clear that the Fighting Tower belongs to the latter.

Roger didn't refuse his red wine this time, it had a charming fishy sweetness in his throat, and although Zero couldn't see the expression under his mask, he knew it well.

"Intoxicating wine, huh?",

Roger nodded: "Here, getting drunk is a dangerous thing",

Zero waved his hand noncommittally: "The Death Fighting Tower is the ideal kingdom of heaven for the strong, there is no legal control, there is no boring doctrine, and the victorious can get everything, money, women, power, honor, and endless freedom",

His words were full of **, what the Death Fighting Tower can provide that no one can refuse, of course, the premise is to have enough strength.

He wears a mask, in order not to reveal his heart?

Roger said: "The victor can dispose of the defeated at will, whether it is an open game or a private fight, right?",

"Of course, but if you meet an idiot who would rather die than give in, it will be a headache", Zero sipped the red wine in his glass, and drank three sips, but it didn't add up to as much as Roger's sip.

Roger stood up: "Please arrange a match for me, the time is tomorrow at noon",

"Mr. Satan, the Fighting Tower will only be scheduled between 12 a.m. and 6 a.m., which is what the people in the tower often call 'six hours of death'",

"Then tomorrow at twelve o'clock",

Deliberately pretending not to know the rules here, so that he could make sure that Zero would not connect Satan and Roger.

Roger didn't stay any longer, chose a room on the first floor, installed a mechanism on the door, opened the black box and took out the bald boy, put the golden knife in his sleeve into the box, and replaced it with a shortcut iron knife that had just been made, and he took out another box of silver thread just in case.

He wrapped the bald boy in a yellow silk cloth and covered his left hand completely, and he went upstairs with Alice's pass in such a strange look.

Roger has not fought Alice, but he knows that Alice's physical skills are stronger than his own, and if he uses a puppet, he is sure to win against Alice, and then uses Alice's strength as a reference, and the ten floors below are his "safe floors".

He had also fought Dorog, and his arm tingled as his golden knife slashed the whip. In fact, even if Dorog didn't wave his whip at him yesterday, he would find fault and provoke him to make a move to assess his strength, and for Dorog, of course, Roger would further test him to correctly assess his strength.

But now, Roger needs to do some foreshadowing.

Roger strolled to the third floor, where there was not the slightest danger to him, and it was just eleven o'clock, and the hour before the "Six Hours of Death" was usually a time for people to relax. Roger walked leisurely on the third floor, this floor was no different from the first, but the prisoner's rank was obviously higher than the first, and he walked to the third door on the left, and from this door came the sound of women and men laughing.

The men inside laughed and swore foul language, and the women flattered, both of them immersed in a cloud of sensuality, unaware that Roger had poked the dagger into the lock.

There was a soft sound, and the door opened just as the man was about to reach the peak of bliss, and Roger, who was wearing a mask, opened the door and looked at the men and women who were exercising vigorously on the bed inside.

The man was lying on the **naked body with all his muscles,** but he saw Roger who broke through the door, but she was not afraid, but boldly threw a wink at Roger.

The men of this place do not hurt **.

The muscular man also got up from his ** body and looked at Roger, his square-shaped face with a sinister smile.

Roger looked at the ** of the whole body ** and said, "You go out",

** glanced at him charmingly and picked up the clothes next to the bed, but the man grabbed her and smiled fiercely: "Slut, sit well, see how I clean up this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky", he clenched his fists and pounced on him with laughter.

Roger pulled the silver thread to open the puppet mechanism, and a short arrow flew out of the silk cloth and shot at the man, he was defenseless, and the short arrow pierced directly into his shoulder, from the front shoulder, and the back shoulder came out, and it was all at once cold.

The pain in the heart made the man angry, his face turned red, but this small space was the best place for him to exert himself, only two steps rushed to Roger's side, a tyrannical punch hit the head, Roger lightly avoided his fist, the short knife in his left hand slashed his wrist, and at the same time the right hand pulled the silver line and shot two more short arrows, and the square-faced man immediately became a blood gourd.

In order to prevent him from screaming, Roger stepped forward and pinched his jaw and twisted it hard, removing his chin, and the crackling sound of "click" was creepy.

Now, the room was quiet, and Roger easily subdued the cube-face**, and the poor ** couldn't even scream when Roger put a short knife against his neck.

** also did not make a sound, this situation is not uncommon here, she said in a voice full of **, "Sir, do you need Misha to serve you?, a man who has just fought should enjoy a woman's warm and wet body as a reward?",

Roger punches Cube Face** and walks to the table and grabs the silver coin and throws it to Misha, making a "whoosh" sound on the plank bed.

"Get out," he said coldly.

Misha glanced at him with some resentment, and hurried out with only a few thin clothes.

Roger then closed the door and woke up Cube Face**.

"From now on, I ask you to answer, you don't need superfluous words, understand?",

Although the cube face ** is angry, he knows the difference in strength between the two, and it is good to be able to pick up a life when someone breaks into the Death Fighting Tower, he has backbone, but the backbone in the Death Fighting Skill Tower is worthless, and he will not die for something like backbone.

He looked at Roger and nodded.

Roger snapped his chin together again and asked, "Name",

"Agley, hell, you bastard",

"Peng", Roger punched him in the eye, knocking him out of the eye.

"Again, I ask you to answer, no need for nonsense",

Aglay covered his eyes and looked at him hatefully, but nodded anyway.

"You need to go out with me?", he didn't ask Zero because he didn't want to arouse his suspicions

Aglai tilted his head and spat at the mouth, scolding, "You know the rules here, except for the damn 'six hours of death', you can only go out once a week, but there are restrictions, you can't do anything outside that violates the teachings and local laws",

Roger smiled under the mask.

"Now, you have no such limitation, your life belongs to me", he stood up, "you are going with me to rob the gold of the Turi family, a lot of gold".