The visitor from the underground boxing are wearing a black robe and a cold face, like a human-shaped snake: "Your daughter is still our VIP. We have prepared a separate room for her, which is very safe and secret. Well, you know that is not the key. We care about the specific processing results of these bills. Lord Knight, 163,000 gold beads is not a small number. We have a lot of secret information in Maca City, including your actual ability to pay. I personally feel deeply sympathetic to the various changes that your family has encountered. However, you have to pay back the money if you owe debts. Otherwise, I don't mind turning a noble lady into a female slave, especially a thirteen-year-old young chicken. She is very beautiful and can be sold at a very high price at the first night."

The huge group of creditors soon disappeared in front of Barth. The poor knights had no idea when these guys left. They ran out of the dirtyest position underground like a group of damn ghosts, and disappeared silently. Nothing was left except for the evil voices and sneers that were lingering in their minds, and the terrifying threats that actually existed.

Barth felt the cold as if he was in an ice cellar. He was not a cruel and cruel person. Both his wife and his children were very important and unneglected family members. Well, his wife and daughter were forced to engage in prostitution, and his son was played with by others and then subjected to surgery to pick up customers. These things were chilling just by thinking about them. What's more, those creditors mentioned Barth's parents and parents-in-law, as well as various relatives and friends in their words... They all said that money is the biggest trigger that drives the devil, and nearly 300,000 gold coins are enough for them to do some crazy and cruel things. After all, in the face of profits and gold coins, morality and friendship are bastards. Anyway, it's your debt you owe me, and your family's nothing to do?

He had to ask for help, otherwise Barth felt that his family would be safe for no second.

Of course, Baron Sorant, his master, was the first candidate for help. However, Barth quickly removed him. After following the Baron for so long, he knew very well that if it was only a few thousand gold bars' debt, the Baron would be willing to help. However, the number exceeded 50,000, and Baron could not continue to smile. Maybe he would become the main patron to patronize his wife, son and daughter. After all, playing with a knight's family is rare. Barth's wife is also very beautiful and is an absolute beauty.

As for others, they don’t think about it. They just like to add insults, and no one will do anything to help in time. It’s not that Knight Barth has a bad reputation, but that the account is too big. Just like an acquaintance on Earth who owes tens of millions of dollars to borrow money from you, you will always hesitate with various excuses. After all, this kind of loan is equivalent to throwing money into the water, and it is a bottomless pit.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, Bart, with a sad face, knocked on Meng Qi's door.

Although Meng Qi's slender beard on his lips looked annoying, he was a warm-hearted businessman. After listening to Barth's appeal patiently, he directly asked someone to bring a large box full of gold coins and said extremely generously: "If you need it, take it. If it is not enough, don't be polite, we are all neighbors and friends."

Bart, who was so grateful, did not notice at all, and the huge debt was transferred to Meng Qi.

On the night when he was reunited with his wife and children, Bart held a banquet at home to entertain Meng Qi. The banquet was very sumptuous. Bart took out the good wine he had collected for a long time. When only Meng Qi and the half-drunk Knight were left on the table, Meng Qi made a request with a smile.

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Even though we are friends, your difficulties are my problem."

Meng Qi's request was not excessive, but only asked the Knight Barth to use his power to replace the guards of the weapons management room of the Gladiator Camp with a deaf and blind old man.

Barth's wine was completely awake.

"This, this is absolutely not possible, absolutely not possible"

Before he finished speaking, Barth suddenly remembered another thing. He stood up from the dining table with a "whirl" and stared at Meng Qi with a terrifying and fierce look. He let out a deep and hoarse roar in his throat: "Wait, why did you make such a request? Who are you?"

Meng Qi slowly finished drinking the wine in the cup, turned his eyes to the panicked Barth, and slowly combed the beard on his lips with his fingers, saying slowly: "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you owed me a lot of money. A huge sum of nearly 300,000 gold shells, people from jewelry stores, brothels, and underground casinos can testify that I helped you pay off the debt. Now, I have sent the loan note to the Merchant Guild for filing. The best way to settle the matter is to pay off the money as soon as possible. Otherwise, the monthly interest alone will be as high as 600 gold shells."

Yes, there is interest.

Bart suddenly felt a clear mind. He finally remembered that last month, his wife had mentioned that Meng Qi invited her to pick jewelry at several jewelry stores. His son also said that Meng Qishu took him shopping. He was thirsty on the way and rested in a shop with many beautiful women. His daughter also told him that Meng Qishu took him out to see goldfish, but he didn't see goldfish, but saw a man fighting in a place. There were many small white squares (teeths) flying out of his mouth, and the other was pulled out of his butt with a long strap (intestine).

Barth didn't care about these words at the time. He didn't think that the jewelry store had the courage to deceive his women with fakes. His son's outing experience was just a normal trip. As for what his daughter said, it should be occasional fights on the street, which was not surprising.

Now that I think about it, the problems are all related to each other, and it is Meng Qi, a bastard who brought his family onto the pirate ship.

Meng Qi took out a document that had been prepared and placed it on the table. With the unique cunning smile of the merchant, he raised a finger and shook it in front of Barth with pride: "This is the payment book of five thousand gold shells. It has my signature on it. As long as I do what I just said according to my requirements, I will exempt you from the same amount of debt principal. Remember, it is principal, not interest. You should act faster. I hope you can hear good news before noon tomorrow. The interest cycle is calculated in "days" and delayed until tomorrow night. If the interest is doubled, there will be no such thing as repaying the principal."

Maybe because I felt that your tone of speaking was a bit aggressive, Meng Qi quickly changed to another face. He picked up the wine on the dining table, poured the cup for Barth, and patiently persuaded him: "Look at the best in everything. I always keep my word and say how much is. Just a few hundred thousand gold shells are actually nothing. Of course, I did this entirely because of the friendship between you and me. Don't worry, what I want you to do will definitely not exceed your authority. It will not attract anyone's attention."

Barth is certainly not a fool to be the Baron's confidant knight. He felt his heart full of anger of being deceived, and he took a few steps back and stared at Meng Qi with a flame-filled gaze: "With your ability, it is not difficult to get a weapon. Why take over the weapons warehouse in the prison slave camp? What are you thinking?"

“I’m serving a great man.”

Meng Qi did not hide his intentions: "Maybe you didn't realize that the world is changing. Do you always want to be a knight? Have you never thought about becoming the new Lord of Maca? Don't you want to be a king? Do you plan to be a dog under Baron Sorant for the rest of your life? Don't forget that guy is cruel and ruthless. Maybe one day he will turn you into a slave, and you won't even have time to cry."

Barth felt his whole body trembling. He supported the wall behind him so that he would not fall, his voice became hoarse and incredible: "You, you... do you actually want to rebel?"

"No, no, no"

Meng Qi smiled and corrected the mistake in Barth's words: "It is not a rebellion, but a reasonable way to transform this despicable and dirty world. Dear friend, you should learn to look at all this with a new perspective. Don't you think this world is full of too many unreasonable phenomena? Don't you think you should stand at a higher position and get more benefits? You are extremely smart, brave and kind, and you should become a hero in the eyes, not a little reptile under the feet of aristocrats. Open your eyes and take a look,

Just a few hundred thousand gold bar debts are enough to be destroyed. Well, you didn’t ask Baron Sorant for help, this is a wise choice. Of course he will not pay you a bill, but will only turn you into a slave. And what about me? I gave you the opportunity to repay your debts and also the opportunity to become a higher-level person. Reiterate that this is a kind of cooperation, a contract to pay off each other’s debts. I will ask you to do ten things for me according to different specifications. As long as it is completed, I will return the bill to you immediately."

Before Barth answered, Mengqi had already added first: "In addition, the contract can also add additional parts. You can choose to be our people, or get paid from me in the form of continuing to help us. Please note that the price I offer is very high, and you can own hundreds of thousands of huge property, even millions or tens of millions in a short period of time. Of course, it is up to you."

The silent Barth heard the hidden meaning in Meng Qi's words.

You can not accept the conditions, otherwise the debt of 300,000 Jinbei will have the effect as it should be, turning your family into a slave.

Of course, Barth could also choose to report to Baron Sorant. But now he had no evidence at all. Mengqi's request was to replace the administrator of the weapon warehouse. He could claim that this was to make a profit from the bad, or some kind of high-sounding excuse that was convincing. With that huge loan note in hand, no one would believe himself, and he would only think that everything he did was reasonable.

Reporting is an extremely unwise choice. There is no benefit in not only turning your whole family into slavery faster

Bart was completely silent, while Meng Qi was waiting patiently for his answer. For a moment, the room returned to silence, and only Meng Qi sipped the wine in the glass from time to time, making a sound of indecentness, making people feel thumping.

The Baron rubbed his eyes in disbelief and opened them, making sure he was not wrong. It was indeed a hand-woven rope ladder. It looked very strong, with the feet of the arm on both sides as thick as the feet of the arm. The thing was tied firmly to the stands seat and threw it into the bottom of the arena more than ten meters deep. It was grabbed by a tall gladiator. Another gladiator had already carried the round shield on his shoulder, biting the dagger in his mouth, and crawling up with excitement.

"This, what's going on?"

Just as Baron Sorant asked, two rope ladders were thrown into the field from different directions. The guys who threw the rope ladders were several burly and strong men. They quickly took off their robes, took out weapons from the picnic basket that was supposed to be full of food, and chopped at other audience members who were unknown. The order immediately became chaotic, and screams quickly overwhelmed the cheers. The gladiators on the field quickly climbed into the audience and joined the slaughter. They used their shields to smash the audience's heads alive, cut off the audience's hands and feet with short swords, threw their dying bodies upwards, roaring wildly in the blood and minced flesh, and grinned.

You don't need to carry weapons when watching a performance in the arena. There are armed soldiers who are guarding tightly, as well as the baron's personal guards. But no one expected that things would become such an uncontrollable miserable situation now.

"Guards, call the guards in"

Baron Sorant suddenly pushed away the chair and stood up, loudly giving orders, but received no response. When he came to his senses, he found that the throats of the two guards behind him had been cut off. Knight Barth stood more than three meters away from him, and used a white cloth to wipe the blood on the dagger.

There were no guards. Through the high walls of the arena, the Baron clearly heard screams and wails from the street outside, as well as the terrifying sound of metal sharp objects slashing on the human body.

The baron's face turned pale. He reached out to hold the hilt of the sword and asked in a cold tone: "All this is yours? Do you want to rebel?"

Bart smiled treacherously and rushed forward with an extremely rapid speed. Before the Baron could react, the sharp short sword had cut off his right arm, and the sword blade turned around and stabbed into the Baron's chest diagonally.

The hard blade entered the body, which felt more real and terrifying than ever. The dying Baron Sorant's eyes were filled with horror and shock. This horror was far beyond his acceptable range.
Chapter completed!