"Haha, who said we are just slaves?" Long Yunfeng said helplessly, but his eyes never left Napa Mo's body.
"No. 87, who is he?" The old man couldn't help but pointed at Long Yunfeng and asked.
"He is No. 320, the same type as us." The young man replied.
"Haha, you look a little strange." The old man smiled happily at Long Yunfeng, but he felt that Long Yunfeng had a strange feeling to him, but he couldn't put it in words.
"Of course, I'm new here." Long Yunfeng replied.
"Hey~ Newcomers will have to endure hardships." The old man shook his head helplessly. As soon as he got up, he was startled: "Huh? Why doesn't my body hurt?"
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" the young man asked doubtfully.
"I was in so much pain yesterday that I could hardly stand up. Why am I fine now? It's really strange." The old man looked surprised.
"Isn't that good? You can work hard today." The young man joked.
"Haha, that's right." The old man smiled slightly.
At this time, everyone in the entire slave area was forced to get up from their deep sleep, and they became energetic as usual.
The fat man came in with a group of city troops in a swaggering manner and said loudly: "Okay, let's get to work when everything is ready. But I want to remind you that due to time constraints, we all have to work overnight. If
If any of you dare to be lazy, be careful of the whip in my hand."
Hearing the words of the fat man, everyone was frightened and looked gloomy. Not to mention working all night, or even after a whole day, they almost collapsed.
"Okay! Come with me, if you behave well, you will have porridge to eat!" said the fat man.
“There’s porridge to eat!”
Everyone's eyes lit up. There was no doubt that this porridge was like a tempting delicacy, and everyone cheered up.
Long Yunfeng was stunned, clenched his fists secretly, and said fiercely: "Don't worry, everything you will eat in the future will be delicacies from the mountains and the sea!"
Immediately, all the slaves followed the fat man and his group towards the other side of the slave area.
However, what Long Yunfeng didn't expect was that there were so many slaves hidden in this small slave area. In total, there were probably four to five thousand slaves.
Yes, if Long Yunfeng wants to save these four or five thousand slaves, it is very simple, but what happens after he rescues them? Are they still as cowardly as before? Therefore, Long Yunfeng is looking for a suitable opportunity now.
If those slaves are stimulated to have a sense of resistance, the effect will be different.
After all, in this huge magical continent, the places where slaves are owned are not just in the commercial city, but all over the entire continent. If he can make good use of it, Long Yunfeng will have an extremely huge power.
power.
Just as he was thinking about it, Long Yunfeng followed the crowd out of the slave area and arrived at a very grand place.
It was like a huge building, more than fifty meters high, in the shape of a ring, but there were thousands of city troops guarding it, and there were no other people passing by. This shows what kind of place this place is.
special.
"What on earth is this place?" Long Yunfeng wondered in his heart.
Until, when he walked in, Long Yunfeng was shocked.
The huge and magnificent building in front of us is like a gladiatorial arena in ancient Rome. It is built in a circle and can be subdivided into several small levels. Each level is separated by a corresponding pair of dark holes.
High, it seems it should be this
At the entrance to the arena, each floor is divided into steps, which should be for people to sit on. Under the building, there is a circular place of almost 200 meters, where there are several small holes.
But the entrance to the cave is just like a dog hole.
Seeing this, Long Yunfeng finally figured out why this building existed.
Unexpectedly, the social class in this other world is still so primitive. Needless to say, this arena is an entertainment point for the nobles. Just like in ancient Rome, slaves were allowed to duel in the arena and even kill prey.
, which almost always involves the lives of slaves in exchange for the pleasure of those nobles.
After all, in this prosperous commercial city, if there was a arena for entertainment, it would definitely be very popular.
It can be seen how sad the fate of these slaves is. The value of their lives is only to provide entertainment for those nobles. And this huge arena has cost the lives of many slaves.
Thinking of this, Long Yunfeng could not help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.
"Okay! Everyone can start working, and try to complete the work here within ten days!" the fat man began to shout.
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but start to complain.
This arena is only more than half complete, but if you want to complete it within ten days, it is simply impossible. If you work day and night, it may be okay, but most of the slaves here will be exhausted.
.
"Aren't you going to kill us?" A strong slave finally couldn't help shouting.
"Huh?" The fat man's face darkened, and he turned to the slave. He couldn't help but hold the whip in his hand tightly, and walked over slowly.
The slave was shocked and finally felt that he had spoken too much and had gotten into trouble. He knelt down and begged: "Master, Master, it's me. I said the wrong thing. I will work hard and work hard."
job!"
"Too late!"
The whip in the fat man's hand swung hard and hit the slave directly in the face with a snap.
With a cry of pain, the slave fell down directly, leaving a clear blood mark directly under his face.
However, the fat man did not let the slave go. Instead, he continued to rush forward and slapped the slave hard on the body while cursing angrily: "Beast! You despicable dog! I will beat you to death."
!”
Snap! Snap!~~ There were loud sounds, and the slave was whipped hard on the exposed skin. The slave was rolling on the ground in pain, screaming, but he had no ability to resist at all.
The surrounding slaves were frightened into silence. After all, this was not the first time this happened. However, if the beating continued like this, the slave would be beaten to death.
Long Yunfeng's face darkened, and he secretly flashed the Daoli Light in his hand, just as he was about to take action.
Suddenly, a very fast figure flashed in front of the obese man and grabbed the obese man's wrist as he was about to strike.
That's right, it's Bamo.
Everyone was shocked, and the obese man was also stunned. He turned around and looked at Bama coldly, and asked in a deep voice: "Bama, what do you mean?"
"If the beating continues, he will die!" Bamo said coldly.
"Huh, if you die, you will die, just a humble slave!" The fat man deliberately raised his voice, obviously to remind all the slaves present.
However, after Ba Mo heard this, the anger in his body was like a volcano erupting. He glared at the fat man angrily, exuding a murderous aggression.
The fat man was frightened, but relying on the power behind him, he still raised his chest and shouted without fear: "What? What do you want to do? Don't forget, you are just a slave. If you dare to touch me,
The city lord will definitely kill you!"
Nabamo was so angry that he was half-dead, but he still endured it and said coldly: "I think my value will be higher than a fat guy like you, and I don't know who the city lord will kill. Don't say I didn't warn you.
You don’t want to touch anyone, and you can’t afford it if it delays the great construction project!”
The obese man was so angry that he blushed, put away his whip, and said fiercely: "Okay, I don't have to touch them, but in ten days, the construction of the arena must be completed!"
"Okay! You can go, just leave it to me!" Bama said.
"Let's go!" The fat man snorted coldly, and left the arena with his entourage.
After the fat man left, Bama couldn't help but look at the slave, shook his head helplessly, and said loudly: "Okay, brothers, it's time to work!"
Bama's words were indeed more authoritative. With one sound, everyone gathered their strength and started working.
But Long Yunfeng's eyes never left Bamo. Just when Bamo was about to get angry, Long Yunfeng actually felt a powerful force hidden in Bamo's body. It was obvious that he had reached the holy realm.
level.
However, Long Yunfeng couldn't figure out why Bama had such weird means to hide his strength so deeply.
Fortunately, Ba Mo is on the side of the slaves, which means that the hope of Long Yunfeng's plan to be implemented is getting bigger and bigger.
Because the scope of this arena is so large, several people are required to move up the boulders between each staircase. Undoubtedly, this is a difficult job, especially under the scorching sun, when the sweat has already
His whole body was covered with rain, and his naked upper back was red from the scorching sun.
Relatively speaking, these hard work can still be overcome on the first day, but the young man and the old man seem to be a bit hard, so Long Yunfeng specially selected a group with the young man and them, secretly transporting power, greatly reducing their burden.
And I am getting more and more relaxed, and I no longer feel tired at the end of the day.
This has happened recently.
In the City Lord's Mansion, in the City Lord's Hall.
The fat man who owned the slave actually barged in and was shocked when he saw Ultra and Kuangzhan there.
"Rolf? Why are you here?" Otto asked.
The fat man regained his composure and talked about today's events as if to provoke discord. Only then did he feel happy.
After hearing this, Otto thought for a while and then said: "Well, you can go down now."
Luo Fu was stunned for a moment, but seeing that the face of the city lord was not very good, he was secretly proud of himself, so he bowed respectfully and retreated.
After leaving, Kuangzhan narrowed his eyes and asked Ott: "City Lord, how much do you know about this slave named Bamo?"
Ott replied: "This Bamo was born as a slave. He has been here for almost five years. He enjoys a certain status among the slaves and has helped me a lot here. I think he should have no problem, not to mention he is just a slave."
He's just a junior Sword Emperor, he can't make any noise."
"Yes." Kuangzhan nodded and said cautiously: "After all, this Bama was born as a slave. I should be more careful in the future. By the way, I need to practice in seclusion during this period. Maybe I will break through.
, I’ll leave it to you, City Lord, to worry about the gladiatorial arena.”
"Breakthrough?" Otto was startled and cupped his hands and said: "Haha, then congratulations to the crazy clan leader, your strength has improved a step further."
"Humph, my third brother was killed! I must find the murderer! This is the most important thing about guarding the gate!" Kuizhan's face was gloomy, his eyes filled with anger.
Don't forget, more than half a year ago, a large branch of the Kuangzhan family in the mercenary city was completely destroyed, causing serious damage to the entire huge business of the Kuangzhan family.