Chapter 1387: Gladiator Arena

"Thank you."

The merchant called Ausilige expressed his thanks, though he did not know why these two Longyan men always affectionately greeted his father and mother.

Perhaps it was a custom over in Longyan...

However, every time they offered the greeting, Ausilige could feel the affection in their tone.

Wan Shang and Fang Dalong returned the courtesy, then asked, "Why are you here?"

Upon hearing this, an unspeakable hidden trouble appeared on Ausilige's face; he had been driven here by his old man.

This was a rather peripheral area of the French region.

And there was no business to be done.

There were not even many good-looking French beauties.

Recalling what his old man said when telling him to go out and see the world: "If you brat can't make something of yourself out there, I'll kick your ass hard with my leather shoe!"

Thinking of this, Ausilige shuddered violently.

"My old man told me to come out and see the world, to prepare to do some big business."

Hearing this grand ambition, Wan Shang looked at Ausilige's round body; he couldn't even see his own toes when looking down.

His face was so fat that his eyes were almost invisible.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy's father was the Agent for America in France, Wan Shang would not want to deal with such a person at all.

Just at this moment, Ausilige leaned over, revealing a rather lewd expression.

Ausilige chuckled and said, "My two dearest friends, although there is nothing fun or good-looking here, I have discovered a new thing here. Would you like to come and see?"

Wan Shang and Fang Dalong exchanged glances; undoubtedly, if they wanted to complete Qingyang's mission as quickly as possible, the person before them was their best choice.

He had a background at home, and the person himself was a bit stupid.

It couldn't be more suitable.

"Alright, sorry to trouble you, brother."

Upon hearing this, Ausilige's eyes lit up immediately; he came over and squeezed between the two, wrapping his arms around their shoulders and saying excitedly, "Why be so polite? My business still depends on you two taking care of it."

As he spoke, Ausilige led them both to a tavern.

The tavern was hidden in a secluded corner, and one had to wear a mask when entering.

Wan Shang and Fang Dalong frowned slightly, sensing a trace of restless emotion; the air here was actually permeated with the smell of blood.

Just at this moment, there was a flash of light ahead, and Ausilige leaned in and whispered, "This is a new project I just developed here recently. See how you like it."

"Don't forget to give me some feedback later."

Wan Shang and Fang Dalong did not answer; they passed through the dark passage and arrived at the bright spot. Looking at the scene before them, Wan Shang and Fang Dalong were suddenly too astonished to speak.

This was an enclosed Gladiator Arena; in the center of the huge stage, two people wearing almost nothing but strips of cloth were slaughtering each other.

Every collision between them would incite roars and angry shouts from the people in the arena.

Reveling in this bloody feast.

"How is it?" Ausilige grinned.

Wan Shang and Fang Dalong's expressions changed; they stared at this smiling Ausilige, but because they were wearing masks, it was impossible to tell how gloomy their faces had become.

The two did not know what to say for a long time, and in the end, they offered no comment at all.

But this made Ausilige think that the two were frightened by his "sound."

He then excitedly said to the two of them, "Those who come here to compete are either death-row prisoners or those Indians. Let me tell you, to make these customers look satisfied..."

"I tell those who are doomed that as long as they win the match, they have a chance to survive."

Wan Shang asked in a deep voice, "Then has anyone survived so far?"

Ausilige looked at Wan Shang with disdain and sneered, "Brother Wan Shang, how could you think..."

"... that anyone could survive?"

"I can guarantee you this: absolutely no one will ever leave here alive!"

As if showing off his own intelligence, Ausilige excitedly said to the two, "You probably don't know, in order to make these prisoners fight to the death, although I tell them they have a chance to live if they win..."

"I even tell them that as long as they win ten matches in a row, they can gain their freedom."

"But, they can only accept endless fighting; it is impossible for anyone to leave here alive to this day."

Just at this moment, both death-row prisoners on the stage launched a fatal blow at their opponents.

Suddenly, blood splattered everywhere, and the cheers in the arena reached their peak; Lichate Ershi laughed wildly upon seeing this scene.

Wan Shang and Fang Dalong's expressions were extremely heavy, even though the two people fighting in the arena were Indians.

But this situation made it hard for Wan Shang and Fang Dalong not to be moved; they stared at Ausilige, anger burning in their eyes.

This brainless fat man was still as disgusting as ever!

"See that? Both of those people think they can win if they just win one more match, so both of them will fight with all their might."

"But look."

Wan Shang and Fang Dalong followed Ausilige's finger and looked over; in a dark corner, a wisp of faint smoke rose.

If no one pointed it out, it would be impossible to see.

"Understand now? It's impossible for anyone to leave here alive!"

At this moment, Wan Shang and Fang Dalong both realized: this damn fat man is truly... damn it!

To keep these gladiators from stopping, he actually fired black shots!

The loser was quickly cleared out of the Gladiator Arena, and at this time, the referee announced the second group to enter the arena.

"Roar!"

Seeing the people who entered the arena, Wan Shang and Fang Dalong's eyes suddenly changed, and monstrous anger filled their hearts.

A girl with a Longyan face had actually been brought onto the stage, with heavy shackles on her hands and feet.

Yet his opponent was a French death-row inmate, a man with a sturdy build.

"Ausilige, you actually dare to put our Longyan people in there!" Wanshang shouted in a deep voice.

His fists could not help but want to move, to punch Ausilige's head until it exploded!

Ausilige turned his head to look at the furious Wanshang and said indifferently, "Brother Wanshang, I said that the people here are all death-row inmates and Indians."

"That little girl is a death-row inmate," Ausilige said airily, then turned his head back to look at the arena.

He said with a somewhat crazed expression, "Don't you think that such a collision between absolute strength and absolute weakness will produce a lot of fun?"

"Look at those people, how happily they are shouting."

"The piles of silver and gold in their hands will all enter my pockets amidst these cheers."

"Damn it!" Wanshang spat out a national curse and went up, ready to throw a punch.

But at this moment, his body was held back; Wanshang looked over to see Fang Dalong staring at him, shaking his head as if to say not to be impulsive.

After glancing at the dueling arena, Fang Dalong walked out and looked at this disgusting fat man, smiling, "Ausilige, stop this farce, I have a Method to make you earn even more money."