The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun laughed immediately. It turned out that this business was still done by Han people. Daxia had been developing vigorously in recent years. These businessmen would be wherever there were business opportunities.

"My dear brother, if you do this business, aren't you afraid that the Persian Empire will be breached?" He suddenly spoke, smiling and as friendly as a commoner.

"The Persian Empire was destroyed? My dear little brother, how can you say that? You are a Han Chinese, but our emperor is here in person! Hundreds of thousands of troops are stationed here, how could it be destroyed?"

"Do you think those Western bastards can defeat His Majesty?" The person who spoke was the businessman who accepted the bet. He was about thirty years old, with small eyes and a thin face, a typical businessman image.

As he spoke, he and his men straightened their backs, looking very proud.

Hearing this, Qin Yun and Old Feng smiled at each other.

"What you said makes sense. Are there many Han people here?"

The merchant probably rarely saw people from the Central Plains, so he stopped to chat for a while: "Not many, not many, most merchants come here."

"Our imperial court's Commerce Department supports us in doing business here and provides protection. Although we don't bully Westerners, Westerners should not try to bully us either."

"Little brother, judging from your accent, you are from the imperial capital?"

Qin Yun smiled again: "It is indeed from the imperial capital."

"Hahaha, what a coincidence, me too." As he said that, he suddenly moved closer to Qin Yun with a cautious look on his face.

Many Jinyiwei were about to take action, but were stopped by Qin Yun's eyes.

The merchant approached and whispered, "Brother, we are all Han Chinese. We won't cheat you when we go out. Don't buy this ticket. It's a scam!"

"If you want to play, just buy the next one. There's a woman named Elizabeth. You can't go wrong if you buy her!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun was stunned. How could this pig-killing scam appear so quickly in this era?

He didn't like this kind of existence at first, but then he thought that the current Western order was chaotic and could not be managed without unity, so he temporarily gave up some ideas.

"Okay, brother, thank you very much."

"But these burly Western warriors can't beat a tiger. Can a woman do it?" Qin Yun asked curiously and found a seat to sit down casually.

The surroundings were filled with the revelry and shouting of Westerners, and the warriors and beasts in the field had both been released from their cages.

With just one glance, Qin Yun knew that Andre could not win. He had many wounds on his body, moved slowly, and there was fear in the depths of his pupils.

When dealing with this extremely ferocious tiger weighing several hundred kilograms, once a person becomes afraid, there is almost no chance of winning.

"Little brother, you don't understand this, right?"

"This Elizabeth's full name is Elizabeth Orson. She is a descendant of the former Persian nobility. Since she was sold here, she has been slaughtered. Last time, she used her legs to break the head of an adult leopard!" The merchant's eyes flashed with a trace of solemnity.

Hearing this, Qin Yun was shocked and blurted out "Fuck!". Even Old Feng looked suspicious.

"Are you sure you broke it with your legs?" Qin Yun couldn't believe it. How many years of practice would it take to do this?

"Sure! No matter whether it's a beast or a warrior, no one has ever won against her. She is extremely popular in this arena. Someone offered five thousand taels of gold to buy her, but the owner wouldn't sell her!" said the merchant with envy.

Hearing this, Qin Yun felt a sudden chill on his neck. How could there be such a powerful general in the world?

That was an adult leopard, almost second only to tigers and lions. The key point is that it was killed by a woman, which is outrageous!

"Interesting, interesting." He said twice in succession. Looking at the bloody scenes in the arena, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

The war situation is now tense, and the six Western countries have joined forces to cause him a lot of trouble. Actions such as infiltration and espionage have almost come to a halt, and the difference in skin color makes these tasks difficult to accomplish.

But what if it were a group of fierce Westerners?

Just as he was thinking about it, a heart-wrenching scream came from the arena. The warrior who had won seven battles was eaten alive by a tiger. It was an extremely bloody scene.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of Westerners in the audience burst into cursing and throwing things!

Obviously, most of them lost, it was a real pig-killing scam.

The owner of the arena didn't want the warrior to win, and he didn't treat his injuries at all.

"Well, it's about to start, little brother, do you want to place a bet? I guarantee you will win!" said the businessman cryptically.

"Haha, no need. Just go and do your own thing. I'll just watch the fun." Qin Yun said with a smile. His mind was no longer on who would win.

"Okay, I won't force you to do anything. Just enjoy yourself, little brother. You can come to me if you need anything!" Although the businessman was a little cunning, he was still friendly to the Han people.

Qin Yun nodded, and the businessman left. If he knew Qin Yun's identity, he would probably be so scared that his legs would go weak. How dare he call himself "brother"!

"I want it, I want Elizabeth, three hundred taels of gold!"

"You are crazy, how dare you serve others? Look at the tiger just now, did she win?"

"And the one going into battle this time is a lion!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place was in chaos.

Obviously, the tragic death of the warrior just now made them dare not bet on anyone to win again, even though everyone had heard of Elizabeth and everyone knew how powerful she was.

But leopards and lions are two different things!

"Forget it, I'll buy a lion to eat Elizabeth!"

"I'll buy it too!"

"I'll bet twenty night-shining pearls!"

"I'll give you a piece of good farmland!"

"..."

The sound of bets was everywhere, the rules seemed to be very broad, anything could be bet, and someone would come to estimate the value when the money was settled.

"The Westerners sitting on the top floor should be the owners of these slaves, right?" Qin Yun suddenly said.

Elder Feng took a look and said, "Your Majesty, that's right, but they are all subject to the constraints of the owner of this arena."

"And the owner of this arena is none other than Guy Dowan, who has been wanting to see you for some time."

Hearing this, Qin Yun raised his eyebrows. What a coincidence?

This Gaydowan was a businessman who rose rapidly after the fall of Persia. He was cunning and very good at flattery. He tried time and again to curry favor with him and get on his good side.

For this purpose, he could even send his own wife out, but Murong Shunhua happened to see it that time. She was so angry that her face turned black. She had the man beaten up for more than ten thousand yuan and kicked him out.

Thinking about it now, Qin Yun felt a little upset. That woman was indeed white! She was blonde and had blue eyes, and her waist and hips were scary big.

"Well, let's take a look at this Elizabeth showdown first."

"If it's good, let that guy come to see me." His eyes were shining, and he seemed to have a plan.