"Hey!"

Boyens received the order, and his sword and shield were already hungry. Zhang Hu'en took the middle long sword handed over by the housekeeper at Yan Tu's instructions. This was a special sword for gladiator. The blade was sharp, thin in front, wide in the middle, and narrow in the back, which was conducive to chopping and puncture, and was lighter in the hand.

He played a sword flower and made a standard fighting pose - hedging, while Boyens and the other two mercenaries did not take this competition seriously at all. Their actors did not even undergo professional fighting training, but only had equipment and a brute force. Perhaps in their minds, they won no matter how they fought.

"Oh, Boyens, chop off his head."

"Claudio, don't be weak."

The four people's invitation attracted the attention of the mercenaries. They whistled around the duel arena, chatting and spanking. Boyens and the other three greeted their companions in a slutty manner. Zhang Hu'en had tightened his posture and moved closer to them.

"careful!"

Boyenste shield blocked Zhang Hu'en's slash. When he was about to mock the slave's overestimation, a huge force rushed towards his chest. Zhang Hu'en squeezed into his chest and knocked him out with his shoulders. He slashed the coming mercenary sword with his backhand, slashed the mercenary's sword to the ground, and punched the mercenary's face with a punch. He saw him rolling 720° and falling five meters away.

The remaining mercenary expressions had frozen. Zhang Hu'en's figure slowly walked towards him like a giant bear. The sword and shield in his hand were trembling, and his trembling legs could not stop retreating.

"Okay, Menseus, no need to compare."

Yantu made a statement to stop Zhang Hu'en's actions. Although the mercenaries hired from the Mercenary Guild were fucked, they were not as good as paper as they are now. Yantu looked down on these mercenaries from the bottom of his heart, and did not give the mercenary captain a good look. He just told them to retreat and leave Zhang Hu'en alone.

"Tell me, what are your requirements?"

"Semir, my wife."

"In whose hands?"

"I just saw her at the dock, and she was carrying cargo on that boat."

Following the direction of Zhang Hu'en's finger, Yan Tu saw a flag with a blood-red black man's logo.

"That's Wimbleco's ship, he's very greedy. Without 100 Jinsu, he won't let anyone go."

"I'll leave my life to you."

"Is your life valuable?"

"My life is not worth a lot of money, but my life can bring you a lot of money!"

"I'm not a gladiator, and I have no intention of throwing Jin Su into that bottomless arena in the near future."

"Master, you just need to bet on me, no one will think that the money is too much."

Yantu thought about it for half a minute and said:

"I can help you redeem your wife, but I can't reunite you couples. It's just temporary, because you are destined to be sold by me. A gladiator slave who doesn't even have freedom can't protect his family at all, unless you can become an existence separated from the gladiator group like the three great gods of war."

"I will, Master, since I have been given the name Menseus by my master, I will fight like Menseus, and all the enemies who stand in my path of freedom will be torn apart by the weapons in my hands."

"Hope so."

Zhang Hu'en was taken down, and Yan Tu ordered the butler to negotiate with the butler of Wimbleco. The butler had a lot of discussion about such a business that was indifferent and said:

"Just a slave, is it worth it for adults?"

The butler's expression was full of disdain. Such a slave who was like a cargo dared to ask his master for help. He could not imagine any territory in the October dynasty. Only the barbaric Donghai people dared to be so arrogant. When he spent 100 Jinsu and countless saliva to redeem the petite and poor Laclas woman from Wimbleco, he complained to Yantu in dissatisfaction.

"A gladiator who is ready for war has made an ancestor oath to me. I think he has already worth the 100 Jinsu. Are you Semir Menseus's wife?"

Fan Mengqi's expression was very confused. She originally thought she would die on the big ship with a terrifying flag. The increasingly harsh supervisors had been to their cellar for two consecutive days to drag their sisters away. Fortunately, the supervisors had a relatively high vision and specialized in picking tall and tall sisters with tall breasts. They didn't have much interest in a little lamb like her, but those sailors with red eyes were different. Fan Mengqi had a premonition that if she continued to stay on this ship, she would sooner or later become a meal for the people of Xihai.

The protection of the ancestors was everywhere. A more kind-looking man from Xihai took her away from the demon ship and took her to his new master. Although this new master showed a fierce look like the old master, he had a kind of reserve and pride that only Laclas nobles could see, unlike those vulgar people in Xihai who only knew how to kill and traitor.

"My...master, my name is Semir. I don't know any Menseus?"

"Oh, I got him a name. He is very tall. Does he have a hairstyle? Alas, you Laclas have all kinds of hairstyles. Okay, come and see if that's your husband?"

Fan Mengqi walked to the earthen slope and looked at the slaves who were ready to go down the slope. Among the many messy slaves, a very tall figure looked back here like a crane standing out in the flock. A kind of warmth flashed in his clear eyes. She shouted out a name in Lukalus's earthen language. Two lines of hot tears gushed out like clear springs and slid down her cheeks.

"Your husband is an amazing warrior. I believe he will become a gladiator who will be popular throughout the October dynasty. He asked me to redeem you and gave me a promise that if he can break the stagnant waters of the gladiator world for 10 years and become a gladiator who surpasses the god of war, he will be qualified as a free man, and then he will buy you back from my hands."

Fan Mengqi didn't know what to say. She knew her situation and the best treatment of Laklas female slaves would not be a free person. If her husband could obtain identity in the arena of the Xihai people, he could redeem himself from his master as a free person. This is probably the best ending for Laklas.

However, she also knew that the legendary gladiators were all people who had their heads tied to their belts to fight for their lives. She didn't want her husband to waste his life for an illusory and unlimited goal.

"Sir, please return me to the owner of that ship. Don't let my husband become a gladiator, even if you let him work hard at the mine."

Yantu's heart trembled slightly. He originally thought that the Laclas were nothing but savage and ignorance, and he didn't expect that he could also witness the so-called true love in the mouth of the minstrel. However, he was never a person with fragile emotions. He threw out the heroic plot in his mind and said:

"You are my slave now and cannot make any requests to me. I will arrange you to my housekeeper and make you a maid. You should thank your husband. If it weren't for him, you would only become a bed slave that anyone can play with."

A pigeon flew over Yantu's head, which gave him an ominous premonition. The flying pigeon was a common trick used by the Laclas people. The October dynasty bought many slaves from them who raised pigeons and falcons and built an intelligence agency called "spider web".

Chai Veras, the chief general of the inner court, was a genuine Laclas native. It is said that he was a favorite minister of the Platinum Emperor. He was not allowed to return to the country for the rest of his life because the emperor sent his easy-going team to the West Sea.

Chaivilas, who was resentful, immediately served as his ancestor's oath to Ou Langjie III, and built a spider web, becoming the first "Black Widow". At the same time, he was praised by Ou Langjie III as the "three major think tanks of the dynasty" as famous as Torres and Delanschneider. Chaivilas was mainly responsible for the East China Sea strategy, provoking the relationship between the three empires of the East China Sea, and providing advice for the great unified plan for the dynasty to the east.

"Hurry, hurry up, speed up the loading speed!"

Yantu walked down the hillside and began to yell at several housekeepers that there were eight large barges he brought this time, and it took dozens of times to transport goods back and forth to pull all the goods to Ruby Bay. It would be too long to dream, but it would change later. He was unwilling to lose all his money, so he had to ask everyone to board the ship in advance.

"Sir, something happened!"

The chief butler rushed over from the Hongfeng Port Port Authority in a hurry, followed by the gloomy Redfeng Port Guard Zagogis and the Port Authority Director Fetrafa.

"Sir Yantu, your fleet cannot leave Hongfeng Harbor for the time being!"

Zagogis's words hit Yantu's heart like a heavy hammer, but Yantu still pretended to be extremely calm on the surface:

"Why, our people violate the laws of your country?"

"No."

(Bad, you killed twelve city guards in the City of Gold. Killing you ten times is not enough, but the new deputy general clearly stated in the letter that he would not be punished, otherwise he would have to let you, the unscrupulous merchants taste the taste of the evil shark water prison.)

Zagogis is not a general with rich expressions and good at acting. His stiff indifference and constant cramping turn made Fetrafa next to him feel very uncomfortable.

“That’s because we carried contraband or did not pay the tariff?”

Fetrafa's attitude is more embarrassing than Zagogis. After all, he is a pure October dynasty citizen and is just a gilded person to Laklas as a helper. His status is simply a joke in the face of the serious Noz-led agent.

"Sir, all the procedures are complete, but the General wants to discuss a business with the Lord. Please wait for a while."

"What business is it that our noble general must negotiate with us little merchants?"

"It's not that I would like to talk to you, but that our noble vice-general wants to talk to you."

"Deputy General, I don't know any deputy general, Bateman, are your poor old ears deaf? I told you to tell someone to load you, but you are lazy here. Do you want me to cut your ears and drink?"

The poor chief general Bateman came back to his senses with cleverness and began to scold the supervisors who stopped commanding. The entire dock immediately became bustling again. Seeing that Yantu didn't even pee at all, the other merchants also saw the way and quickly ordered their subordinates to speed up the transfer of their property back to the Marui continent.

"Yantu, you will pay the price for what you do!" rs
Chapter completed!