Han Wanghuo didn't wait too long. In just five or six minutes, a woman walked into this small shop selling private brewing.

Yan Miao raised his right hand and signaled:

"Here."

Han Wanghuo looked over and saw clearly the appearance of the visitor.

She is very young and looks about twenty years old. She is short and should not be 1.6 meters tall. Her facial features are not beautiful or ugly, and she has the unique softness of a mortal.

After the first glance, Han Wanghou noticed that the woman's face was not very good, her body was slender and thin, giving people a feeling that she was not healthy enough in her body.

She had short hair, her skin was sunburned into wheat, she wore a black short-sleeved T-shirt, her legs were covered with blue denim trousers, and her feet were wearing brown big-headed shoes.

This set is obviously drawn from the ruins of the old world city, with no patches or cracks, but very old.

The visitor walked to Yan Miao, opposite Han Wanghou, and sat down slowly.

From the walking state, Han Wanghuo could not tell that she was terminally ill.

At the same time, he also found that the woman had a bulging waist and should have a pistol hidden.

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

He immediately said to Zeng Duo:

"Old Han, he only claimed his last name and did not say his name. I was in a dilemma, so I could only call him that.

"Everyone is a dirt man, don't be too reserved."

"Hello." Zeng Duo nodded to Han Wanghou.

Han Wang got the same action:

"Hello."

"Do you want some drinks? The private brewing here is very good. The boss used to be the winemaker at a certain noble manor." Yan Miao was active in the atmosphere, as if he was really planning a blind date, "Haha, of course I wasn't treating you, am I such a generous person?"

"Then forget it." Zeng Duo paused and said, "I won't drink."

"I'll ask." Han Wanghou thought that the girl opposite would not live long, and he felt a little sympathetic.

Anyway, he has been a sheriff in the smuggling node of Redstone, which has been in the redstone game for so long, and has saved a lot of supplies and is quite affordable.

Zeng Duo shook his head again:

“I hate it if I don’t drink.

"It's too wasteful of food, and many people on the dust are hungry."

Yan Miao sighed:

"Why? These foods cannot reach their hands, so it's better to comfort our stomachs and intestines.

"You are saving money for Lao Han."

He ended the topic with regret and told Han Wang:

"Zeng Duo is willing to donate his heart to you, but she needs a good reward."

Zeng Duo nodded beside him, saying that Yan Miao was right there.

She thought for a while and added:

"If you are worried and are 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 gaze."

Han Wanghuo's chaotic and ferocious eyebrows moved:

"Aren't you afraid that I will find an opportunity to knock you out and get you to the clinic? This way, you don't even need to pay for the compensation."

"Ha, you are such a good person, you actually reminded her." Yan Miao laughed and shook his head, looking as if he was disappointed.

Zeng Duo replied calmly:

“I still have enough self-protection.”

Han Wanghu took a breath, vomited slowly, and looked into her eyes and said:

"Say it, what are the requirements?"

Zeng Duo replied frankly:

“Save a town.”

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The highest arena, in the noble private room.

Seeing General Focas leading a group of people in, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong just glanced at him and withdrew their gaze so as not to attract the other party's attention and be seen.

Forcas didn't care about them either, but just glanced around casually, entered his own room and sat down.

Shang Jianyao looked over there and said with regret:

"Dukas didn't come."

He refers to the muscle-obsessed major of the City Defense Forces.

"Casil didn't come either." Jiang Baimian nodded, "They are officers of the City Defense Forces, not Fokas's personal bodyguard, and it is impossible for them to follow at any time."

Long Yuehong originally wanted to ask Shang Jianyao why he regretted that Dukas did not come, but when he thought of his servant, he forced his mouth to shut up.

Fortunately, Jiang Baimian asked:

"Why, you want to use your current appearance to make a move with him?"

Shang Jianyao turned his gaze to the arena below, shook his head seriously and said:

"No, I want him to play 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 greatly hit. He will no longer be superstitious about muscles and look down on women whose muscles are not so exaggerated."

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

Then, she nodded invisibly and said to herself:

"Without Ducas and Casil, General Focas is still surrounded by guards and bodyguards... This shows that he is very confident in his strength..."

As they spoke, another nobleman brought servants and bodyguards into the private room.

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

Aure's grandson Marcus!

He doesn't look very much like his cousin Avia. His hair color is yellow rather than gold, his eyes are light blue, his nose is pointed, his lips are thick, his face shape is slightly horizontal, and his overall image is very ordinary, and he can only show off his height of about 1.85 meters.

While walking, Marcus always had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. When he didn't look at him, he even looked sinister.

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

As descendants of Aure, although Marcus and Avia received a lot of preferential treatment and strict protection, they were also highly vigilant. They could neither enter the army nor become veterans. They had almost no say in various affairs of the "Original City", just like pets raised.

Anyone who has a little ambition and wants to achieve something will have a very depressing environment.

Shang Jianyao immediately made a suggestion:

"He should be arranged with old world entertainment information."

"Not everyone will be addicted to this, and some prefer to make a difference in reality." Jiang Baimian retracted his gaze and stopped looking at Marcus, so as not to be noticed by the strong man who secretly protected this descendant of Aure.

Of course, during this process, Shang Jianyao deliberately had eye contact with Marcus according to the pre-arranged plan.

He nodded slightly, saying hello.

This is mainly to make you familiar with me.

Marcus nodded politely, as if facing other nobles.

He was not surprised by Shang Jianyao's strangeness. After all, after two or three generations of reproduction, and the continuous military achievements of nobles, the number of people in the upper class of "First City" was not even small, unless they were usually in the same circle, or both parties had prominent parents and high status, it was normal for the children of nobles to have a face to each other.

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

Of course, once they report the family genealogy, they will still know that this is someone's child.

After stopping looking at Marcus, Jiang Baimian glanced at the four bodyguards he brought without a trace.

They are tall and strong, wearing black suits, and sunglasses are all on the bridge of their noses, making it impossible to tell where they are looking at.

This was too professional, which made Jiang Baimian suspect that there were no awakened people, distorted people or transformed people among them, and they were just ordinary bodyguards who were normal.

As for the strong man in the dark, she has not found any trace yet.

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 the room behind the iron fence and exists only for competition.

He was a Red River native, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with short golden hair, 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 showed obvious anger and frustration.

According to the pre-match publicity materials, Jiang Baimian knew that he was originally a citizen, with a brave fight and a bright future. Unfortunately, in an operation, he violated the orders of the noble officers, causing losses to the team, and was arrested and sentenced to become a slave.

Afterwards, he took the initiative to apply to be a gladiator, hoping to gain freedom with his life.

This time, his opponent is an aberrant creature.

Even if he just looked from a distance, Long Yuehong felt the powerful oppression of the creature.

This is a black tiger that is a circle bigger than its kind. It has two heads on its neck and makes a terrifying low growl.

Bang, bang, bang!

Most of the spectators in the arena slapped the specially made seat armrests, creating drum-like movements.

The atmosphere suddenly became warm.

Jiang Baimian noticed that Marcus was also slapped, acting very enthusiastically, as if he had been immersed in it.

At this moment, a nobleman picked up his cup and drank a sip of water.

Suddenly, he choked and coughed repeatedly.
Chapter completed!