Although the majority of the audience was filled with anger and disappointment, there were also some who were happy.
"Yo yo yo! Let me just say, I knew this kid wouldn't lose."
The weirdo in black robes proudly crossed his arms and stood at the entrance of the aisle, talking to himself.
"Thanks to my foresight, I gave him the book. It turned out to be the right person! Did he actually learn those secret techniques in such a short period of time? It seems that he has really inherited his power! Young man."
It seems that continued observation and cultivation are necessary.
Mayena thought so, before she attracted attention in this outfit, she walked into the passage and left the arena.
Sitting on the highest seat of the great arena was a tall, well-dressed man. He was surrounded by many black-armored iron guards, showing his identity as Baron Feng Ze, the Lord of Iron Feather City.
Baron Feng Ze's expression was as serious as ever, like a statue cast from steel.
Is this actually the case?
Baron Feng Ze frowned in thought and raised the corners of his mouth in a subtle arc.
It seems that there is no need to tamper with the tiger man's food. This boy can defeat this stubborn tiger man by his own ability.
That damn Khajiit has won too much. Every time her competition is arranged in the arena, she will lose money. But she does have some popularity and ability. It is like a lamb bone that has been cooked several times and is tasteless.
It's a pity that as a money-making tool, she has almost lost its value.
It is indeed right to let this monster from the Rhine laboratory deal with this tiger man. As long as he can win, it doesn't matter even if he kills the tiger man. Anyway, he will have one more star in the big arena, and this will not happen in the gambling game.
A dumping situation.
Now that the monster has won, and the tiger man has suffered a defeat, both guys have survived, and at the same time retaining the two cash cows of the big arena is of course the most ideal situation.
but......
However, when Baron Feng Ze thought about the imperfections this time, his brows furrowed deeply again, the curvature of the corners of his mouth calmed down, and his broad forehead tightened again.
But the problem lies in the handling of the result. For these two idiots to end up in this way will damage the credibility accumulated by the Colosseum over the years.
Although the current Colosseum is gradually becoming an ordinary entertainment project and its economic contribution to Tieyu City is not high, the Colosseum is the characteristic of Tieyu City after all. Without the Colosseum to attract customers, the slave trade
and the tourism economy will be greatly reduced...
"really......"
Lan Ji, who was wearing a blue shawl, was sitting in the VIP seat near Feng Ze. She pretended to be staring at the field, but in fact she was quietly watching Feng Ze's situation with her peripheral vision.
She was very familiar with Feng Ze, a man who had been dealing with him for sixteen years. Even if Feng Ze just frowned and raised his hand, Lan Ji could guess his thoughts.
The arrangement of this match was somewhat unusual. Lanji noticed a problem when she found out that this match was actually about a boy and the ever-winning champion.
The black-haired boy, Verus Yehuo, whose birth time, place, race, family tree, etc. are unknown. When he entered Iron Feather City as a slave, he was put into the prison without any training.
Among the roster of gladiators in the arena, this is the first special case in the twenty years since the new slavery system was established in Iron Feather City.
Facts have proved that Verus Yehuo possesses amazing fighting talent. Although his specific age is unknown, it can be inferred that he is no more than fourteen years old. He became a gladiator at such an age, and undoubtedly broke the ranks of Iron Feather City.
Records of the fighting arena.
Gladiators require both strength and skill, and most of the gladiators in Iron Feather City are prisoners of war captured in wars between various countries, and almost all gladiators are professional warriors who have received five or more years of combat training.
This young man, who is only fourteen years old, is still in the middle of the pack among these people, but this is just an estimate of his basic values. In terms of actual combat performance, this young man has an unusually rich fighting experience and an endless stream of
His methods have allowed him to step into the ranks of first-class gladiators.
After saying goodbye to the boy, Lan Ji once again looked up the information about the boy and kept it in her mind. In fact, she had paid attention to this human boy with black hair and black eyes earlier and used her intelligence network
Investigate it.
But after investigating in as much detail as possible, Lan Ji discovered that the boy's background was a complete mystery. She only knew that the boy was sent to Iron Feather City as an ordinary slave, but children of this age were sold to Iron Feather City as slaves.
Not uncommon.
In this world where laws are not strict, it is very possible for such an inexperienced boy to be trafficked into slavery without a proper family discipline.
However, it is impossible for an ordinary young man to gain immediate attention in Iron Feather City. After all, there are still 237 underage slaves like young men living in Iron Feather City under whips and shackles.
Except for the unique features of black hair and black eyes, this boy is not much different from other underage slaves.
He will be directly transferred to the Gladiator Arena, which must have the intention of the top management of Tieyu City, and the special case of the boy requires the approval of Feng Ze, the lord of Tieyu City.
Since this young man became a special case when he came to Tieyu City, it means that Feng Ze must have known about the young man's existence and had prepared a place for him before he came.
Of course, these are just Lan Ji's inferences. She has not found any actual evidence to prove the relationship between the boy and Feng Ze.
It wasn't until... three days ago that she saw Feng Ze's close confidant Wu Gang calling out the boy's name, that she was sure that the boy was a "chess piece" in Feng Ze's hands.
Moreover, this "chess piece" has not been completely controlled by Feng Ze, otherwise Wu Gang would not have made things difficult for him.
Lan Ji knew that Wu Gang, the number two man in Iron Feather City, would not be too busy to take care of a street fight. So that scary man must have wanted to cause trouble to tame the unruly "wolf" of the young man.
Candied dates and big sticks have always been Wu Gang's specialty.
Lanji believed that even if she didn't come forward, the boy's life would still be safe. Wu Gang would definitely let him go, but Lana would definitely become a victim. So she didn't come out to save the boy's life, but to protect him.
His own employees, by the way, transferred the favor of Wu Gang to sell the boy to himself.
And this game about teenagers was probably carefully planned.
Lan Ji believed in her intuition as a woman, but she would not believe it entirely. She knew that her always sharp intuition would occasionally go wrong, and there must be some clues to support her speculation before Lan Ji would firm up her idea.
Feng Ze's performance just now confirmed her guess. Feng Ze is not easy to show his emotions. However, during this game, Feng Ze turned the cane in his hand three times, took out his pocket watch twice, and called his guards
Once, this was enough to prove that Feng Ze was nervous about something.
Lan Ji is aware of the fighting power of Bai Feng, a tiger tribe, and Feng Ze cannot be unaware of it. She knows that the strength of this female tiger tribe is higher than that of a teenager. If Feng Ze cares about Bai Feng's victory, he will not be so nervous.
That is to say, the result that Feng Ze longed for was actually that boy's victory.
Although Lan Ji is not a fighter or a judge, she can also see that the full-scale battle between the two sides seems a bit subtle, and the result is also surprising.
Was there any manipulation done?
Lan Ji knew that Feng Ze didn't like to take risks. Even if this man wanted to bet, he would definitely put the chips of victory on his side. However, there were not enough clues in front of her, so she could not figure out what Feng Ze had done.
In this case, Lanji turned her thoughts to other issues:
What benefit does that young man's victory bring to Feng Ze?
There are obviously many candidates to interrupt the tiger-man Bai Feng's winning streak. Why did you choose this boy?
Where did the young man's mysterious power and sophisticated fighting skills come from?
...
No, all the clues are broken when it comes to that young man.
Lanji found that she had to put her doubts to rest after pointing the finger at the boy. After all, she knew nothing about the boy's true past.
If you want to know more, you must find this young man.
Lanji's eyes were fixed on the young man who was being carried on a stretcher on the field, and her intuition told her that if she could establish a good relationship with this young man, she would definitely gain unexpected rewards.
"Miss Lanji!"
Just when the boy and the tiger man were being sent off on stretchers by the mature slaves, an almost naked young woman wearing light gauze clothes ran towards Lan Ji's position. However, she was still more than ten steps away from Lan Ji.
He was stopped by the guards.
"Um?"
Lan Ji knew that the visitor was a prostitute from her own shop. She didn't even have time to change her clothes and came to see her wearing the clothes in the shop. She must have something urgent to do, so she immediately got up from her seat.
"What's wrong? Lanji."
Feng Ze, who was sitting in the upper seat, frowned and asked Lan Ji, who suddenly stood up: "Aren't you going to stay and continue watching the performance? Or do you have other guests?"
"How could it be? My lord, you have always been my only guest."
Lan Ji bowed to Feng Ze with a very respectful expression.
"'Spring of Huansha' seems to have something that I need to deal with. Please allow me to leave first."
Feng Ze glanced at the prostitute who was stopped by the guards and said:
"If you really have something to do, please leave first..."
"Thank you, sir...uh?"
When Lan Ji was about to lower her head to thank her, a hard and cold cane lifted her chin.
"But you will come to my mansion tonight, right?"
Feng Ze slowly moved the cane down until it touched Lan Ji's collarbone. He used the rough end of the cane to leave a red mark on the smooth skin.
"You haven't been here for so long that I almost forgot your smell. You know, I don't like unfamiliar things."
Feng Ze's aggressive eyes looked back and forth on Lan Ji's slim figure, and finally returned to Lan Ji's aqua blue eyes.
Lan Ji had the same smile on her face as always, and she replied humbly: "I understand, sir, this is my honor."
"Then let's go."
"yes."
When Feng Ze took back his cane, Lan Ji bowed to Feng Ze again before turning around and leaving.
Baron Feng Ze looked meaningfully at Lan Ji's retreating figure, his slightly narrowed eyes a little cold.
"This woman has been your slave for a long time, but you don't seem to trust her very much."
A tall black-armored guard next to Feng Ze took off his iron mask. This man was Wu Gang, the commander of Tieyu City.
Feng Ze rubbed his eyelids and said: "Women like to hide their thoughts so deeply that no one can see them. At least...that's what they think."
"Oh, you are a self-righteous woman? A pebble can't make any waves."
Wu Gang snorted and didn't take it seriously.
"Even if a pebble gets into your eyes, it will feel uncomfortable. It should be removed when it's time to remove it."
Feng Ze looked at the dim sky above his head and smiled. There was a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow in this man's rare smile.
"you mean......?"
Wu Gang gestured with his fingers on the side of his neck.
"It's not time yet."
Feng Ze shook his head and turned his eyes to the direction Lan Ji left.
"Then when should we wait? I can't wait."
The eyes of Wu Gang, the cruel executioner, shone with excitement.
"Wait until she...shows her weakness."
Feng Ze looked at Lan Ji who was talking to the prostitute, then he raised his hand and crushed a reptile at his feet with the dark cane.
Did you notice something after all?
Lan Ji, who seemed to turn around and leave the table calmly, had sweat on her palms. She knew that Feng Ze was testing her just now.
However, Feng Ze did not find any evidence. Otherwise, based on the man's suspicion, the fact that the woman in bed with him had a sharp hairpin could be evidence that she was sentenced to hanging.
So this man was just doubting her with an instinct that was almost like a beast. He had doubted her for twelve full years. From the day this man took complete control of Iron Feather City, he never trusted her.
No matter how much she flattered her, she made her body look as lowly as a pig or a dog to show that she had surrendered physically and mentally. This man still never let down his guard, because he always thought that he was acting, and he always thought that he could not
Putting aside his hatred, he always thought that he wanted to kill him all the time.
And this...is indeed true.
No matter how superb and selfless his acting skills are, he can't completely cover up the resentment that has penetrated deep into his bones.
Eyes are the windows to the soul. Lan Ji rarely looks at Feng Ze because she is afraid that her eyes will have the murderous intent that is like falling into an ice cellar. This is an unavoidable emotion whenever she thinks of this damn man.
For this reason, she once spent two hours in front of the mirror every day pondering her demeanor and expression, so that her every move and smile inadvertently would be so perfect.
So when Feng Ze looked into his own eyes just now, he would not see the "hate" he wanted, because at that moment she only saw in her eyes the "loyalty" that a dog has for its master.
"Gentlemen, your wives would like you to behave accordingly."
The appearance of Lan Ji, a graceful and brightly dressed woman, caused the men around her who were whistling to the anxious prostitute to involuntarily close their mouths and retreat to the side. The originally crowded passage immediately became wider.
Ignoring the awed or passionate gazes of the people around her, Lan Ji walked directly towards the prostitute and asked: "Maryet, did something happen to the prostitute?"
"Miss Lanji!!"
When the prostitute named Mary Ye saw Lan Ji, she rushed towards her as if she was seeing a savior. When the guards saw that Lan Ji had arrived, they did not dare to stop her and allowed the prostitute to pass by. Lan Ji first
The petite girl held her in her arms and asked softly: "Did something happen? Don't be nervous. Speak slowly."
Mary Ye threw herself into Lanji's arms and choked up her voice and said: "Miss Lanji! La, Lana, she..."