Andy Whitefield tore off the boxing gloves with his teeth, then loosened the handguards, lowered his head and picked up a pistol to protect his chest:

"I have long felt that this boxing match is wrong, it turns out that you Valstas are behind the trouble!"

Agent Walter's smile was a little eerie: "Hehe, Mr. Champion, there is no enmity between us, why be so vigilant." ”

In the face of more than thirty heavily armed Valsta Imperial agents, Andy Whitefield was still undaunted:

"There is a way that it is not profitable to be early, so that Empress Valstad will not show favor to me, a slave, for no reason, and she wants to use the slave's rebellion to deal with King Solan and the Voodoo Church, yes or no?"

Agent Walter and his colleagues looked at each other:

"Hey, we really didn't choose the wrong person, Mr. Andy is big and wise, and he can see what is going on at a glance."

Andy puffed up his chest and said solemnly:

"Although I have many grievances against the Solan royal family and the slavery system, this land is still my homeland after all, and I will never bow down to you gringos who engage in conspiracies!"

"What are you going to do, then, to continue to make cattle and horses for slave owners, and then ask for their alms?"

"I am free, I will never wear any more shackles, and not only that, but for the rest of my life, I will fight bloodily for a great cause, against the tyranny of the king, and against the miserable Voodoo Church, to the last breath!"

"Hmph, don't blame me for pouring cold water on you, Mr. Andy,

With your unorganized and undisciplined rabble, you can't shake the foundation of slavery that has existed for thousands of years, and your little spark will not be formed, and it will soon be extinguished by the Wang ** team who came to suppress it.

If you want to be truly free, there is only one way to cooperate with us! ”

"What if I don't want to cooperate?"

"Then you can give it a try."

The agents became restless, blood dripping from their swords onto the stone floor, and the muzzles of the black holes emitting green smoke, and the survivors present felt the murderous aura that permeated their surroundings and were too frightened to speak.

Andy shrugged and said:

"Truth be told, I don't like you arrogant varstas at all, but now it seems that I have no other choice." He shook his head helplessly, a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Walter stretched out his hand: "Then can I understand it this way, you agreed to cooperate?" ”

"Gringo, do whatever you like, anyway, Lao Tzu must act according to his own wishes, starting with the liberation of the slaves in this courtyard."

Refusing to shake hands with the agents, ignoring the presence of these armed men, Andy retrieved a bunch of keys from the corpse and opened the heavy shackles that were attached to the slave girl's ankles:

"Good boy, you're free, I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Vera." The girl said with tears in her eyes.

"Kid, why did you help me just now?"

"I'm clumsy, I'm always beaten and scolded by my master, only you are willing to speak for me, and the other ...... Thank you for always taking care of Big Grant, if only he were still around...... Hey......"

"Grant......" Andy suddenly had an epiphany: "Now, kid, you're the great white shark guy...... Daughter? No, that fat man is not married, is it an illegitimate daughter?"

The girl blushed: "It's my sister." ”

"No wonder, you both have hooked noses, and you also have a North Asian mainland accent, so it turns out to be a family." Andy nodded and said, "Vera, do you know how your brother died?" ”

"Beheaded by the opponent in a gladiatorial match......"

"No, child, they lied to you, your brother was betrayed to a voodoo priest by that bastard slave owner, Batitas, and he was dissected and sacrificed to the evil gods."

The girl lowered her head, and big tears fell on the stone floor,

"Farewell...... I would rather not know, my brother is my last relative, I have no support, I really don't know how to live. ”

"You've got me now, Vera."

Andy hugged the girl, picked up a blood-stained stabbing sword and handed it to her, then looked at the trembling Lord Bartitas:

"Take this, slaughter that fat pig, and avenge your brother, just aim at the throat and push it gently, it's very simple."

The girl's fair, thin arms trembled:

"No...... No...... I hate him...... But I can't do it......"

"Vera, look at this fat pig face, think about what atrocities he has done to your family, I want you to come out loud!"

The bayonet sword in the girl's hand kept swinging, and snot and tears poured out in unison:

"We lost our parents early, and my brother and I fled to the mountains to hide from our debts, but we were still caught, and we couldn't afford to pay the money, so we were reduced to slaves......

My brother was chosen as a gladiator because of his size, and he lived a life of licking blood from the knife, and I was weak enough to do some handymen, and I was whipped and insulted every time, and I couldn't see any hope of living, and I thought about suicide, but I was found out by the lord and stopped,

He...... I am his property, and I have the right to die only if I am drained of value......"

At this point, the girl couldn't cry anymore, and the stabbing sword in her hand fell to the Lin with a "bell".

The other slaves present, as well as the Valstad agents, were all moved, glaring angrily at the slave owner.

"Good boy, cry if you want to, it's better to release it."

Andy gently stroked the girl's long, unkempt blonde hair, then bent down to pick up the stabbing sword and walk towards the slave owner.

Lord Batitas howled like an animal to be slaughtered:

"No...... No...... Please! Andy, I treat you well, I am the one who has achieved your great cause of defending the title! I paid for you to become a big star! You can't be ungrateful! ”

"Yes, that's right, thank you for the cultivation." Andy said coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes:

"You used freedom as bait to lure me into fighting to the death, and when you used it, you kicked me into the dungeon like discarding a rag and waited for death, if it weren't for the trap set by these foreign agents, I would have been dead."

The head of the Imperial Secret Service, Walter, slapped him in the face:

"Go, gladiator, do what you have to do, and we'll be there to help." He then turned his head and commanded his men:

"Brother agents, take out the lock-picking tools and remove the shackles from the slaves, I want only free men in this yard."

Facing the gladiator champion who was holding a sharp blade and pressing every step, Lord Bartitas was terrified:

"Nope! Stay back! I'll give you all my possessions! Please spare me......"

The slave owner's desperate words suddenly stopped, the cold blade pierced the throat, and then simply pulled it out, and the huge fat body collapsed with a bang, spasmed a few times, and then stopped moving.

A dark-skinned, sturdy slave spat at the slave owner's corpse, then walked up to Andy and knelt down:

"You are too cheap for him, and gave him such a happy death, Mr. Champion, I am willing to follow you and fight to the death for the liberation of others!"

The other slaves in the courtyard followed suit, swearing allegiance to Andy, but there were exceptions,

A high-ranking civilian slave in a black tuxedo refused to bend his knees and scolded: "Great rebellion! The following is a crime! Look what good you've done, you bitch! ”

Several agents raised their guns at the man, and Walter waved his hand and motioned for his men to relax: "Don't shoot, this is a good test, and see how our leader of the uprising defends the matter." ”

Andy glared angrily at the high-ranking civilian slave:

"Old Dick, I am not surprised that you said such things, after all, you old fellow has been kneeling for too long to know how to stand!"

The civilian slave was not afraid, and scolded: "Bastard, Lord Battitas treats you well, but you killed him, you ungrateful white-eyed wolf!" ”

Andy scoffed at this:

"Hmph, I think he's treating you well, old Dick."

"Lao Tzu eats with his brain, but he is not like you martial artists who don't seek progress!

He promised to give me a pension after I turned 60, so that I could enjoy my old age in peace, but you ruined it all! ”

"Shameless lie, that's how he lied to me in the first place."

The old slave was still stubborn: "That's because you don't want to work hard!"

Our host is generous, and he usually treats me very well! Never put a shackle on me! ”

"Poor old Dick, you are so grateful, pathetic, and hateful that you are content to be a slave, to be oppressed and exploited all your life!"

Andy waved his hand in the direction of the exit:

"Let's go now, old fellow, but remember, if we meet again, I'll not be polite!"

Old Dick was still babbling and cursing, and ran out of the yard.

Andy Whitefield not only showed a strong will to pursue freedom, but also showed tolerance and patience, which the other slaves all secretly admired and strengthened their determination to follow him.

"Looks like we've chosen the right person, and this gladiator champion is the best leader of the uprising." Agent Walter exclaimed. Then he commanded his subordinates:

"Inform the sniper sentry outside and kill the old man."

One of the killers whispered, "Sir, we can't let the outside world know of our existence, we must sweep the ground clean." ”

Valter nodded, "Of course I know, apart from the gladiator and his followers, the rest of the courtyard is killed. ”

Andy Whitefield climbed into the ring and shouted to the dozens of slaves who were following him:

"Brothers and sisters! Since we have chosen this path, we must go on without rebellion, so that those guys who are high above can see our strength!

Follow me into the Blood Arena and rescue all the gladiators and other slaves along the way, and our ranks will continue to grow, and our wrath will set the city on fire!

For the sake of freedom, rush! ”

Andy jumped out of the ring, holding a pistol in his left hand and a bayonet sword in his right hand.

"Follow our champions! For freedom! ”

The crowd was fully mobilized, and they all picked up weapons from the ground and rushed out of the courtyard with their leader. ”

Agent Walter pulled out his pocket watch and looked at the time:

"The Nemesis plan is going well, and at 16:31, the slave revolt officially began, and the people who notified us began to act, and the show began."

After five o'clock, the ranks of the slave rebels quickly expanded to tens of thousands of people, and under the leadership of the gladiator champion Andy, they began to attack the municipal building.

Imperial agents hiding in the streets began to wreak havoc, alarm bells rang throughout the city, gunfire continued, buildings on fire everywhere in the city center, and the streets were filled with running and screaming crowds.