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Yan looked at Biao, and suddenly understood the expression in his eyes, he had taken a fancy to the great white wolf!

"What's the matter, how can I understand the expression of the beast, could it be that it was influenced by Helian Uro?" Yan looked at Biao in surprise, Biao looked at the wolf, and the wolf looked at everything.

The atmosphere fell into an inexplicable and mysterious situation.

"What's going on?" Probably because the army didn't do anything, some bold people began to ask questions.

"What is the origin of this boy from a foreign land? Even the Wuwei Army was alarmed..."

"Isn't it? Scary to death..."

"That wolf is called Shuangya, the number one guard with claws in front of the imperial court, but how could it stand in front of the gladiators..."

"Wait, there are no guards with claws, I have only heard of guards with knives."

"I don't know. I heard it from my eldest brother who is an official in the palace, or the king of Xiliang personally sealed it."

"..."

There are more and more comments from you and me, and the whole Colosseum began to buzz, like a hornet's nest.

In fact, there is no need for these people to ask questions, the old man and Buluhan are also beating drums in their hearts, what's going on?What the hell happened?Wu Weiying and Jinayali would condescend to come here.

In the corner not far from the old man and Burhan stood a few tall men. They wore gray cloth robes that covered the insteps of their feet, and their hoods half covered their faces. They all hid their crossbows, and when they saw the army coming, they moved the crossbows and arrows under the seats, and then dispersed in a hurry, mixing with the general audience.

This time they wanted to take advantage of the chaos to shoot and kill the King of Xiliang, but they didn't expect the army to come suddenly, who leaked the news or...the fact is uncertain, so they had to stop and look for an opportunity to assassinate next time.

The young man in the lead stared at the King of Xiliang behind the iron bars, and was so angry that his fists were about to burst, but he still didn't make a move, and pulled his hood tightly to cover his entire face.

"I don't know if the general is here, what advice do you have?" The old man felt that he could no longer be "quiet" and should assume the attitude of the boss of the fighting beast battalion, so he stood in front and asked Jinayali below loudly. .

The old man didn't want to go down because he was afraid that if something happened, the gladiators around him would still be able to protect him.

"What did you say?" After thinking about it, Jinayali put on a posture that could not hear clearly, and poked her finger forward, "Come down and talk."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and countless pairs of eyes stared at him. If he didn't go down because of stage fright, no one in the fighting beast camp would listen to him in the future.

The old man had no choice but to clear his throat: "Get out of the way."

The people in front stepped aside one after another, and the old man walked down the auditorium step by step, and came to Jinayali with a livid face.

"Losang." Jinayali smiled and said, "How are you doing these days?"

It's been a long time since anyone called the old man by his name directly. One reason was that he didn't dare, and the other reason was flattery, so everyone called him "Boss".

"Thanks to the general, everything in the fighting beast camp is still the same." The old man smiled and put on a big man's airs, but he didn't know that the beast fighters onlookers were thinking: Luo Sang is old and bent over Yes, it's time for Bruno to be in charge.

Bruno was even more complacent, watching this unexpected good show.

"It can't be better if everything remains the same." Jinayali smiled, then pointed to Yan in the middle of the court and asked Luosang, "Did this foreigner win this game?"

"Uh, this..."

"what happened?"

"That Biao gave up fighting for some reason, so..."

"According to the rules of the Beast Battalion, as long as the beast no longer has fighting power, it is considered a victory, isn't it?" Jinayali asked.

"Having said that, it no longer has combat power, and generally refers to death." Luosang said, "There has never been a victory without a fight."

"You said you won without a fight." Jinayali smiled even wider, "Then there's nothing else to say."

"This..." Luo Sang swallowed, "Yes, he won."

The full house gamblers immediately clicked their tongues of dissatisfaction, and some whispered cursing liars.

"What's your little money? Our beast battalion is suffering from losses," Luosang couldn't help muttering, "I'm the banker."

Luo Sang was in the dealership, and it was obvious that Yan would die, so he set the odds extremely high, hoping that everyone would buy Yan to win, so as to make a fortune.

But I didn't expect these senior gamblers to know that the stranger offended Bruhan, and they couldn't even buy weapons, so how could they fight beasts?So they concentrated heavily on betting that the stranger would lose just before the opening.

Yan wins right now, and the gamblers lost all their principal, all of them are furious, thinking that the Beast Camp is making a fake game, deliberately fooling them, and Luo Sang actually lost a lot of money, because he has to pay those who bought a foreign land. The man who wins.

"Since you are willing to admit it, then it's easy to say." Jinayali stretched out her hand, and she was actually holding a lot of blue cloth strips, all of which had the stamp of the fighting beast camp.

"This is..." Luo Sang was stunned, his face turned pale. What he thought in his heart was to admit the debt first and then act badly, and let people assassinate those who bought Yan to win. He would not seriously lose his family fortune.

"Your Majesty bought it and he won, twenty times." Jinayali smiled, "I am here to get the bonus on behalf of you."

"Oh my God!" Everyone was shocked. They thought that the Beast Camp was a fraud and wanted to take advantage of the upset, but it didn't. The biggest winner was actually the King of Xiliang!

"I, I..." Luosang was sweating profusely, no matter how reluctant he was at this juncture, he did not dare to say "no" to Wu Weiying and Jinayali.

He still can't make things difficult for Yan, just now he has used his brains to kill Yan in public, and accuse him of cheating, so that the match can be canceled, those gamblers are also happy to see this result, but right now there is the king's bet, they Even a single hair of Yan couldn't move.

"Usman bet me to win?" Seeing this scene, Yan blinked his eyes twice, and couldn't believe it like everyone else, "Is he trying to upset?"

No matter what Xiliang King was thinking, Yan was still relieved.

In fact, he also expected that it would be a tough battle at the end of the game.Neither Bruhan nor the gamblers on the field would like to see him win, and would definitely do everything possible to make him lose or make the game countless, but Yan didn't expect the army to come, let alone Usman. Bet, but also bet on yourself to win.

"Did I help him earn a lot of money?" Yan frowned, no wonder this wolf wanted to support himself, it turned out that he was Usman's cash cow.

"This guy is really cunning." Yan thought, already beating Usman to pieces in his heart.

"Please hurry up!" Jinayali urged Luosang, "I still have something to do."

"Okay..." Luosang raised his hand and signaled him to go down and get the money. At this moment, he seemed to be ten years older again.

Yan stood there with his arms folded, suddenly wondering how much money he had won for Usman?

At about a moment, [-] gladiators appeared under the leadership of Abna, carrying wooden boxes half a person's height, and there were [-] in total.

They put down the box, all looked distraught and anxious, and all looked at Luosang.

Jinayali walked to the side of the box and lifted a box cover with the scabbard in his hand. The sunlight stained the dead horseshoe gold inside.

Layers of vibrant colors, golden and particularly dazzling.

"Very good." Jinayali nodded, "Take them all."

The two teams of soldiers lined up and went to the box to take over from the gladiators and lifted the box.

Jinayali walked in front of Yan, raised her chin and said, "Foreigner, Your Majesty is very optimistic about your next match, keep going."

"Heh," Yan raised his brows, mockingly said, "Nine out of ten bets, you'd better advise your majesty to accept it, lest you lose all your wealth."

"Stranger, you are so considerate of your majesty, your majesty must be very happy to know." Jinayali also nodded at Yan.

"How could I..." Yan immediately protested, but quickly stopped talking, pursing his lips in annoyance.

Seeing that she let Yan's "iron face" fail, Jinayali was in a good mood, but her work was not finished yet.

"I'll take this buffalo with me." Jinayali pointed at the ligers on the ground and said.

"How is this possible? This is our beast battalion..." Luo Sang stopped him, and he still hoped to sell this beast. This fur can be worth a lot of money.

"The princess of the Yinyue tribe unfortunately lost a pet while hunting. It is said that it is a rare liger. This general is ordered by the king to find her pet for the princess," Jinayali said, "If this pet Biao does not belong to the princess, I will send it back later."

The Yinyue tribe is a very wealthy tribe. The patriarch had friendship with Luosang. Seeing that it was the princess's pet, Luosang couldn't stop him. In a word, this is the princess's appearance.

Therefore, he could only watch as Jinayali took away the money and Biao.

The white wolf withdrew with the army, as if he was reluctant to part with Yan when he left, he turned his head three times at every step, seeing Yan's hair standing on end.

Luo Sang had nothing to do with Yan for the time being, so he asked him to retire, but after a while, Yan would have a second match, this time Yan caused him a blood loss, and he would not let Yan get better next time.

The gamblers in the room will not make it easy for Yan.

If it was said that when Yan entered the field, everyone's eyes were eager for him to lose, then when he left the field, everyone's eyes were even more ferocious, they simply wished that he could be torn to pieces.

Yan sighed deeply, the Colosseum really is not easy to play.

This time, he has made countless enemies.

But... Yan still felt a little grateful to Usman in his heart, no matter what his purpose was, he did "safeguard" himself once.

Just like that time when he gave himself the king's money.

"He...couldn't be really helping me?" Yan thought, walking towards the smiling Helen Uro.

"Yan!" Just as Yan walked through the iron gate and wanted to say hello to Helen Uro, Ilya jumped out first!

"Where have you been?" Yan asked Ilya, he hadn't seen him since the start of the game, and only Helian Uro stayed here.

"He went to place a bet." Helian Uro said.

"Ah?" Yan stared at Ilya, "You bet too?"

"correct."

"Will you bet on me?"

"This..." Ilya nodded with a smile, "Yes."

Yan suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, stretched out his hand to fuck Ilya's belt, Ilya dodged left and right, but still couldn't escape Yan's hand, and pulled out the two cloths hidden in the belt.

"Red, blue." Yan looked at the cloth, "Did you bet on both?"

"Yan, don't be angry, I only have this little money from my own house, so naturally I have to save some money." Ilya smiled apologetically.

"I'm not angry. I think you're really smart to buy both." Yan tutted, "My odds are so big, if I win, you'll make a fortune. Even if I lose, at that odds Come on, you can pocket a little money. All the people here are not as smart as you, Ilya."

"Seeing you praise me so much, I'm really embarrassed." Ilya scratched her hair with a smile.

Yan returned the cloth to him, and then asked Helian Wuluo: "What about you? Did you place a bet too?"

"I didn't." Helian Uro smiled, "I was just looking at you, but I didn't have time."

"Good brother!" Yan patted Helian Uro on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "At least you still have some humanity. By the way, did you see that wolf just now?"

"Shuangfang?" Ilya blurted out, "That's the White Wolf King from Goddess Peak."

Yan suddenly looked at Ilya, then smiled slightly: "So it's called Shuangfang?"

"That's right, it's the name your majesty gave it. It sounds nice, right? The snow-like white teeth are so handsome."

Yan smiled faintly, but there was a hole in his heart.

"Let's go, let's go have a big meal." Ilya won a lot of money and was in a good mood, "I'm treating you today!"

"You guys go first, I want to rest for a while." Yan rubbed his shoulders and said in a deep voice, "I want to take a bath."

Just now he dodged rolling around in the arena, covered in dust.

"Alright." Seeing Yan's disheveled appearance, Ilya said, "Then Helian Uro and I..."

"Go by yourself, I'm not hungry yet." Helian Uro refused him, and urged him with his eyes, "Go quickly."

"Oh! Good." Ilya thought that the Lord wanted to be alone with Yan, so she hurried away.

Yan returned to the camp, and said to Helian Wuluo who was following closely behind him: "Please help me make a pot of hot tea."

"Okay." Helian Uro nodded. There was still a pot of clear spring water in his tent, so he went back to fetch water.

Yan walked to the side of the cistern. In the past, he would use a bucket to lift water to take a shower, but this time Yan suddenly jumped into it, and with a plop, his whole body sank.

"Ilya is Usman's man..." Yan opened his eyes at the bottom of the pool, looking at the dark green moss and broken gravel, he was sure again in his heart that Ilya was Usman's eyeliner.

If Ilya was really just a peddler of jute branches, how could he be so clear about the great white wolf next to the King of Xiliang?They even know that it was named by the King of Xiliang himself.

And when Ilya talked about Frostfang, it was like talking about a familiar pet, not a wolf that everyone feared.

No wonder Usman can always "help" himself in time, because Ilya is tipping off the news, he looks like a close friend like Saha, but he has another purpose.

"The prosperity of the world is all for profit; the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit..." Yan recalled the words that Grand Master Wen said when he was studying in Guozixue when he was a child.He knew since he was a child that almost all interactions between people are "purposeful", and everything is for self-interest, only his emperor brother will not do this.

He has always wanted to be like Brother Huang, treat people purely with sincerity, and make friends with sincerity, but why was he deceived again.

"Am I too stupid?" Yan asked himself.Otherwise, how could he be fooled again and again, and they were all fooled by Usman.