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Latest website: Han Wanghuo didn't wait too long, that is, five or six minutes later, a woman walked into this small shop selling private wine.

Yan Miao raised his right hand and gestured:

"Here."

Han Wanghuo followed, seeing the appearance of the person who came.

She is very young, she seems to be about twenty years old, short, should be less than one meter six, facial features, not beautiful, nor ugly, with a unique softness of the gray people.

After the first glance, Han Wanghuo noticed that the woman's complexion was not very good, her body was slender and thin, and she felt that she was not healthy enough due to disease.

She has short hair and a tanned skin. She is wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of blue denim trousers on her legs, and brown shoes.

This set is obviously scoured from the ruins of the old world city. There are no patches or cracks, but it is very old.

The visitor walked to Yan Miao, who was opposite Han Wanghuo, and sat down slowly.

From the state of walking, Han Wangjuo couldn't see that she was terminally ill.

At the same time, he also found that the woman was bulging with a pistol around her waist.

"Introduce." Yan Miao said with a smile, "Zeng Duo, volunteer organ donor, haha, I don't know if it is his real name, and I don't need to know, it's just a code name anyway."

He immediately said to Zeng Duo:

"Lao Han, he only reported his last name, but didn't say his name. I was also very embarrassed, so I can only call it that way.

"Everyone is dusty, don't be too formal."

"Hello." Zeng Duo nodded to Han Wanghuo.

Han Wang received the same action:

"Hello there."

"Would you like something to drink? The private wine here is very good. The owner used to be the winemaker of a noble manor." Yan Miao was active in the atmosphere, as if he was actually arranging a blind date. "Haha, of course it was not my treat. Am I such a generous person?"

"Forget it." Zeng Duo paused and said again, "I don't drink."

"Let me please." Han Wanghuo thought that the girl opposite would not live long, and felt sorry for the same illness.

Anyway, he had been a sheriff at the smuggling node of Redstone Set for so long, and he also saved a lot of supplies, so he was relatively well-off.

Zeng Duo shook his head again:

"I hate it if I don't drink.

"It's a waste of food, and many people on the dusty soil are hungry."

Yan Miao sighed:

"Why bother? These grains won't reach their hands, so it's better to comfort our stomachs.

"You are saving money for Lao Han."

He ended the topic with regret and said to Han Wanghuo:

"Zeng Duo is willing to donate her heart to you, but she needs a high salary."

Zeng Duo nodded next to him, indicating that there was no problem with what Yan Miao said.

She thought for a moment and added:

"If you are not at ease, afraid that I will not fulfill the contract and run away secretly, then from now on, I will be by your side and under your watch."

Han Wangyu's messy and ferocious eyebrows moved:

"Aren't you afraid that I will find a chance to knock you out and get you to the clinic? This way you don't even need to pay for it."

"Ha, you are such a good person to remind her." Yan Miao smiled and shook his head, looking like he hates iron for not making steel.

Zeng Duo replied calmly:

"I still have enough self-protection ability."

Han Wangcuo took a breath, spit out slowly, looked into her eyes and said:

"Go ahead, what's the requirement?"

Zeng Duo answered calmly:

"Save a small town."

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The highest arena, in the noble box.

Seeing General Focas leading a group of people in, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong only glanced at them, and then withdrew their gazes so as not to attract the other's attention and be discerned.

Focas didn't care about them either, just swept around randomly, entered his own room, and sat down.

Shang Jian Yao looked over there and said with regret:

"Dukas is not here."

He was referring to the city defense major who was obsessed with muscles.

"Cassirer didn't come either." Jiang Baimian nodded, "They are officers of the city defense army, not Focas's personal bodyguards, and they cannot follow at any time."

Long Yuehong originally wanted to ask Shang Jian Yao why he regretted Dukas not coming, but thinking of his servant status, he forcibly closed his mouth.

Fortunately, Jiang Baimian "helped" him and asked:

"Why, do you want to use your present appearance and wrestle with him once?"

Shang Jianyao cast his gaze on the arena below, and shook his head earnestly:

"No, I want him to pull his wrists with you now.

"If he fails to recognize you, he will feel that he has lost to women twice in a row, and he will definitely be hit hard. He will no longer be superstitious about muscles and look down on women with less exaggerated muscles.

"You are so kind..." Jiang Baimian didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing for Dukas.

Then, she nodded invisibly, and muttered to herself:

"Without Dukas and Cassirer, General Focas is still surrounded by guards and no bodyguards... This shows that he has confidence in his own strength..."

While they were talking, another nobleman brought his servants and bodyguards into the box one after another.

About ten minutes later, Long Yue's red eyes lit up, and he saw one of the two major goals of this initial city trip:

Ole's grandson Marcus!

He is not very similar to his cousin Avia. The hair color is yellow instead of gold. The eyes are light blue, the nose is sharp, the lips are thick, and the face is slightly horizontally developed. The overall image is very ordinary, only about 1.85 meters tall. Can be handed.

When he walked, Marcus always had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. When he didn't look at each other, he even looked dark.

"It seems that the temper is not too good, maybe the environment is too depressive." Jiang Baimian tried his best to suppress his voice and commented in a low voice.

As descendants of Ole, although Marcus and Avia received a lot of preferential treatment and strict protection, they were also vigilant. They could neither enter the army nor become veterans. Without a say, it's like a pet being raised up.

Anyone who is a little ambitious and wants to make something is very depressing in such an environment.

Shang Jianyao immediately put forward suggestions:

"The old world entertainment materials should be arranged for him."

"Not everyone is addicted to this, and some prefer to do something in reality." Jiang Baimian retracted his gaze and stopped looking at Marcus, lest he would be noticed by the strong man who secretly protected the descendant of Ole.

Of course, during this process, Shang Jianyao deliberately made eye contact with Marcus in accordance with the pre-arranged plan.

He nodded lightly as a greeting.

This is mainly for getting a familiar face.

Marcus nodded politely, as if facing other nobles.

He was not surprised by the strangeness of Shang Jianyao. After two or three generations of reproduction, coupled with the continuous flow of military aristocrats, the number of people in the upper class of the "primary city" is not a lot, unless it is usually mixed in a circle, or both parties The parents are prominent and high-status, and the children of the nobles look normal to each other.

This does not count the existence of a large number of illegitimate children.

Of course, once the family pedigree is reported, they will still know who the child is.

After not looking at Marcus anymore, Jiang Baimian glanced at the four bodyguards he was carrying without a trace.

They are tall and strong, wearing a black suit, and sunglasses on the bridge of their noses, making it impossible to see where they are being examined.

This was so professional that Jiang Baimian suspected that there were no awakened, deformed or transformed people among them, but ordinary bodyguards used to show that everything was normal.

As for the strong in the dark, she didn't find a trace for the time being.

Not long after Marcus took his seat, the gates on both sides of the arena opened, revealing the situation behind the iron fence.

On the right hand side of the noble box is today's gladiator. He is usually locked in a room behind the iron fence and exists only for competitions.

He is a man from the Red River, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with short golden hair, wearing leather armor, a shield in one hand, and a spear in the other, as if he had just returned from the classical era.

The gladiator had a thick beard on his face, and his eyes revealed obvious anger and aggrievedness.

According to the propaganda materials before the game, Jiang Baimian knew that he was originally a citizen, brave in combat and had a promising future. Unfortunately, in one operation, he violated the order of the noble officer and caused the loss of the team, was arrested and sentenced and became a slave.

Later, he took the initiative to apply to be a gladiator, wanting to use his life to gain freedom.

This time, his opponent was an aberrant creature ~www.readwn.com~ Even if she only looked from a distance, Long Yuehong felt the powerful pressure of that creature.

This is a black tiger that is a circle bigger than its kind. It has two heads around its neck, and it growls like a threat.

Bang, bang, bang!

Most of the spectators in the arena slapped the special armrests of the seats, creating a drum-like movement.

The atmosphere became warm all at once.

Jiang Baimian noticed that Marcus was also beating, he was very enthusiastic, and seemed to be immersed in it.

At this moment, a nobleman picked up the cup and took a drink.

Suddenly, he choked and coughed again and again.

This was not a big event at first, but the nobleman couldn't stop as soon as he coughed, his face flushed quickly, his body bent, and he fell to the ground.