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Chapter 77 The Arena

"I only know that there are cockfights and cricket fights, but I don't know that there are people who play this kind of game." An Xiu'er kept secret about this: "When people compete with each other, they will definitely be injured. If someone dies, what should be counted? How could anyone agree? Come and be this strongman."

Zhang Zhenan sighed softly, and spit out three words: "For money."

"Money?" An Xiu'er was a little puzzled: "Is money more important than my own life?" As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to be able to understand again, and said in a low voice: "Yes, there are always those who will Involuntary."

"Okay, don't worry about the spring and autumn, it has nothing to do with you and me anyway." Zhang Zhenan stretched out his arms to hug her, and said, "Let's go."

The two were about to leave, but they didn't know if they were hitting the exciting part, and there were cheers. An Xiu'er was very curious, and she seemed to be attracted by something suddenly, unable to move forward. Legs, she wanted to go in and have a look.

"Do you want to see it?" Seeing that she refused to leave, Zhang Zhenan asked, and seeing that she did not deny it, he said, "If you want to see it, then let's go in and have a look, maybe the scene will be bloody, you Then you have to hold back."

"Bloody, how bloody will it be?" An Xiu'er asked curiously.

"Every arena is different. Some of them use those large beasts, starve them for a few days, and then release them. These animals are extremely hungry, so they will naturally launch violent attacks. Sometimes a gladiatorial fight is over. , Often the viscera of the ferocious beast fell all over the ground, and the victorious beast was also dripping with blood, and sometimes even gnawed the flesh and blood of the loser on the spot, which was very terrifying."

"Then what if it's a human?" An Xiu'er couldn't help asking.

Zhang Zhen'an led her to the arena, and said: "If it's a human, it's natural that you won't eat its flesh raw. Generally, it's a victory if you beat him until he can't get up."

"That's not bad." An Xiu'er nodded, seeing that Zhang Zhenan had already paid the people in the arena, she didn't say much, just followed him into the arena.

Once inside, there were bursts of shouts inside, and the audience inside seemed to be crazy. They kept cheering for the warriors in the arena. The side they gambled on was defeated, and they yelled and cursed.

To An Xiuer's surprise, there were many women's screams in it, and she instantly regained her balance, and said, "There are women too."

"Many rich ladies and ladies have nothing to do, and they like to come to the arena to have fun." Zhang Zhen'an's voice was light, with some sarcasm, those ladies who usually behaved decently and generously, but here, they were blushing and cheering. , there is no image at all.

However, when someone looked at them, they would return to that indifferent state, put on their own airs, sit in the VIP seats, and look superior.

Zhang Zhen'an didn't expect that there would be an arena in this small county town. It seems that the world is becoming more and more chaotic, and this kind of unhealthy trend has long spread to the people.

Of course, all of this had nothing to do with him, he just carefully protected An Xiu'er, led her through the crowd, and came to a stand.

The stands are full of people who, like them, spent a small amount of money to come in to watch the excitement. There are no seats, but the sight line here is considered excellent, so you can see clearly.

There are seats in the inner court, where you can sit and watch. The people in the front row sit there, and there are little maids serving tea and water.

In the middle is a booth with iron bars around it, like an iron cage. Inside, there are two shirtless men who are fighting with each other, and the fight is in full swing.

No wonder these people watched with great interest, but An Xiu'er was worried about these two gladiators, she was afraid that they would get hurt, even though she also knew that it was impossible to stand in the arena without getting hurt.

It's just that when the person on the opposite side raised a fist and swung towards the other person, she covered her eyes and couldn't bear to look any more, but in the end she couldn't help opening her fingers, and seeing the person on the opposite side would make one's fist block it.

The faces of the two warriors were covered with protective masks made of iron. An Xiu'er couldn't see their faces clearly, but when the person on the opposite side blocked the fist, the audience in the arena gave out a lot of shouts, and kept shouting this Gladiator's name: "The Iron Tower! The Iron Tower!"

An Xiu'er felt a little excited when she heard the shouts of the people around her, and said with a smile, "Is this man called an iron tower? It looks like he is quite tall, and he really looks a bit like an iron tower."

"You don't dare to look at it, but you still want to avoid it. It's really contradictory." Zhang Zhenan couldn't help laughing at her behavior of covering her eyes just now.

"I'm afraid of seeing that bloody scene all of a sudden." An Xiu'er said, and continued to watch.

Nowadays, people don't have any entertainment activities, and An Xiu'er has never seen this kind of performance. The two gladiators didn't wear any weapons, they were just bare-handed. One punch came and the other punched. There was a beauty of strength.

An Xiu'er felt that it was not good for her to stand on the stands and watch like this, but she couldn't help but look at it. Without it, the performances of these people were really wonderful, so exciting that it kept tugging at her heartstrings. I want to know who wins and who loses.

Zhang Zhenan originally planned to let her come in and take a look, and then leave. Who knew that she would stare at the arena without blinking, and cover her eyes when she encountered fear. He knew she was watching secretly through the cracks of her hands, so I've always been curious as to how this method of covering the eyes would work.

He has no interest in this kind of arena fighting. He always feels that people are not beasts. It is too inhuman to base one's happiness on the pain of others. A man should live a life even if he doesn't say he is a prince or minister. more dignified.

However, the gladiators in these arenas may not think so, perhaps they are also happy to enjoy the moment of victory and the cheers of the people, especially those beautiful women who are usually high above, cheering for them at this moment and casting approving glances , Their high-pitched and melodious voices can easily stimulate men's hormones, probably only then do they feel that they have enjoyed the supreme glory.

Some gladiators came to participate in the gladiator on their own initiative, so that they can get money. Most of the gladiators are hercules raised by big families. These big families get money through the arena, which also proves that The strength of your own family.

As if their own gladiators won, they could add face to their family. For example, if there was a conflict between the youths of the two families, instead of fighting in a dignified way, they would send their own gladiators to fight, so as to This is to protect their face and honor.

And what about the failed gladiators?Not to mention the bruises all over their bodies, what awaited them when they went back was also the master's cold eyes and other people's ridicule.

A failed gladiator cannot be valued by the master, only continuous victories will make people respect a little.

The gladiatorial fight that An Xiu'er watched was not very bloody, it was just bare-handed. Although the strength of the two gladiators was not particularly strong, everyone watched it very exciting.

An Xiu'er stood there until she saw the end. She also thought it was very exciting, and even felt that she saw a different world. She never knew that there was such an arena, and she had never been here before.

"The strong man named Iron Tower won." She said to Zhang Zhen'an with some excitement: "I just thought he would win, but I didn't expect him to win, it's awesome!"

"Well, you have a good eye, do you want to watch another one?" Seeing her excited look, Zhang Zhenan felt that she should be reluctant to leave.

"It's getting late today, and it's enough to watch one show. Let's go back first." Unexpectedly, An Xiu'er rejected Zhang Zhenan's proposal. Although she wanted to watch it, she had to consider the actual situation. After one game, it will definitely be dark when we go back.

"Okay." Zhang Zhenan nodded.

The iron gate was opened, and the fallen losers were carried down. The victorious gladiator had an indifferent expression. He seemed indifferent to the cheers of the crowd. He just took off the mask covering his head lightly and took it with him. The waiter in the arena handed over a bowl of spirits, drank a couple of sips, then wiped the blood and sweat off his face, turned around and left the small field.

However, at this moment, An Xiu'er was petrified in place, she felt as if she saw a familiar face, but when she looked again, that person had already turned around and walked off the arena, to the backstage.

An Xiu'er turned around quickly, wanting to go around to look for this person, but Zhang Zhen'an grabbed her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to see my elder brother." An Xiu'er said urgently.

"Where is it?" Zhang Zhenan asked.

"It's that gladiator just now!" An Xiu'er became even more anxious, and said, "Brother, he is obviously doing such a dangerous thing, how can he say that he is working in a restaurant?"

When watching other people before, she was just watching the show from the perspective of a bystander, but when this person became her relative, she was so worried that she was so anxious that she almost cried. This job is not a good job. Work, maybe it will be injured at any time, and it will be carried down just like the person he defeated.

An Xiu'er didn't dare to imagine how her beloved elder brother would be carried down, she was a little anxious and wanted to go backstage, to make sure if she had admitted the wrong person, although the chance of admitting the wrong person was extremely small.

Seeing her running back anxiously, Zhang Zhenan didn't say a word, but just accompanied her to look for it. The two walked to the backstage, and the gatekeeper blocked their way, "Sorry, if you want to watch the show, please go to the front, here is Where gladiators rest."

"I want to find someone." An Xiu'er said anxiously.

(End of this chapter)