"Why are all the participants in it now wearing masks?"

Being escorted by a detained car, Zhang Xi came outside the Colosseum and looked at the surroundings as lively as usual. It seemed that the things that happened before had long been forgotten. As long as the sad past did not happen to him, it would soon be diluted by joy.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

"My slap, I lost again! Bastard, trash!"

Various sounds came from the stands, truly reflecting the "wonderful" competition being held in the Colosseum.

"Is this really a family? I don't go into the whole door?"

Zhang Xi complained, his tone full of mockery.

He was not angry. He would make money by making profits in this way. In the past, he would have had the same resistance in the future. Yi Shishuang, Fengshuang City, and the Colosseum would follow in the footsteps of the previous generation of city lords.

This time, he will not take this action to kill.

He had no reason to do this. The purpose of coming here this time was to find Yi Shishuang to settle the previous accounts.

By the way, when I heard about the Colosseum, I followed me curiously and took a look.

He was escorted by several soldiers and came to the registration office.

The gambling official looked up numbly and asked a little tired:

"Name?"

"Yi Shishuang's father."

"What did you say? Be honest with me."

Zhang Xi's answer aroused strong dissatisfaction among the guards, and the two soldiers on the left and right pressed him on the table with their hands.

"Name?"

The gambling officer seemed to have become accustomed to such a scene and asked again.

"The master of Yi Shishuang."

"Or, Yi Shishuang's husband?"

Zhang Xi replied cynically, without any fear of being escorted by two soldiers.

"groove!"

Several soldiers were angry. Yi Shishuang was not only the existence of the city lord, but also an extraordinary existence. Their loyalty and certain admiration hidden in their hearts made them not allow anyone to defile her, even if they were just a temporary verbal pleasure.

clang!

The sword was unsheathed and wanted to cut it off.

"I thought about it. If I get injured or die, the gambling game will not be opened. I am a death row prisoner. If it affects your money again, what if I can play three games and be killed by you before the game, how much income will you lose?"

Zhang Xi did not resist. If they really attacked themselves, with the difference between his strength and theirs, the moment the sword was cut down, it could be considered as taking action in advance, which would ensure that there was no mistake.

He knew the inside story of the Colosseum well, and he didn't need to take action at all. He just needed to tell them the interests of the Colosseum and tell them that their swords could not be cut off again.

"What crime did he commit?"

The fatigue on the gambling official's face disappeared. At this point, even if he was tired, he was shocked by the series of big moves and completely lost his sleepiness.

"The bandits slaughtered the village and took on about dozens of lives."

One of the soldiers hurriedly told Zhang Xi about the crime committed by him and asked the gambling officer to make a judgment on it.

If it really causes serious economic losses, they can't afford to lose the little savings of just a few of them.

“Does it alone?”

The gambling official raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

"yes."

Another soldier calmed down and answered this purpose on purpose.

It is their fault for something happening here.

But if something happens in the Colosseum, Zhang Xi deserves his own sin and lacks ability.

"Then, I'll arrange for him a flower-picking thief. Similarly, he also bears dozens of lives."

The gambling officer gave several soldiers a look of confidence, and they were all working under Yi Shishuang. He understood that his own people must stand on the same line as his own people.

Similarly, for him, Yi Shishuang is also an existence that cannot be slandered.

Since Zhang Xi was so dirty and the things she committed were equally bad, he arranged for a criminal who was just as rude to Lord Yi as he did, so that they could use evil to control evil.

"Okay." Several soldiers were given the promise and let it go, and their breath was relieved.

"My opponent is a prisoner?"

Zhang Xi looked up in confusion and asked.

This is not the same as his previous understanding.

In the previous Colosseum, the contestants were either brave men who needed money, slavery, or chess beasts, and he had never met a prisoner.

Whether it is the enemy's prisoner or enslavement, there is still a certain difference from the prisoner. Especially when he heard about the identity of the prisoner, he asked suspiciously: "Why would the thief take on dozens of lives?"

"Because none of the women who have been defiled by him can survive."

The gambling officer replied coldly.

"Did you all commit suicide?"

Zhang Xi asked tentatively.

"It was death on the spot." The gambling official said sarcastically. Obviously, he regarded Zhang Xi as the same person as the flower-picking thief.

Telling out the evil deeds of the flower-picking thief can make Zhang Xi scared.

Let him experience fear in fear, this is the punishment that these bad guys should "enjoy".

"Enjoy it."

Several soldiers escorted Zhang Xi to the Hou Zhanzhan.

"Are they all prisoners?"

When he arrived at Hou Zhanzhan, Zhang Xi found that this place was different from the previous way of waiting on his own, then calling it a name, or the slave fell in the form of a cage, and then cutting off the ropes on the cage and letting the slave fall directly into it.

The Hou Zhanzhan District is very large, and there are many iron cages here.

In front of the iron cage, there are soldiers' handles.

In the iron cage, all the people who were imprisoned were wearing prisoners' clothes and wearing bracelets and anklets like him. Some prisoners even wrote the word "death prisoner".

Another similarity is that on their faces, likewise, they all wear masks.

mask?

Why do you still put masks on them?

"No, every one here is a prisoner."

The soldier explained to Zhang Xi without fear of trouble, even though he was through the mask, he could probably feel Zhang Xi's shock.

On his face, he was relaxed and proud: No matter how crazy you were outside, you were rude before, but now you knew you were scared? Unfortunately, it was too late. If you had cooperated long ago and be honest, there wouldn't be so many things.

"What can they get if they win?"

Zhang Xicai didn't care what the soldiers were thinking, he just wanted to know whether such a change was a small change in the Colosseum or a reform.

"Current sentence." The soldier replied.

Zhang Xi frowned and pointed at the death row prisoner in front: "Then, can a death row prisoner like that, can a sentence be reduced?"

"right."

The soldier gave a positive answer.

"Doesn't this mean that the stronger the ability, the more you will be unrestrained?"

Zhang Xi believes that there are loopholes. Perhaps for some people who accidentally make mistakes, this is an opportunity. But if the evil people who really deserve punishment are released together, more innocent people will be injured.
Chapter completed!