It All Starts with the Wizard

Roman is looking at Man Niu, and Man Niu is also looking at Roman. In the end, Man Niu was the first to speak. Time is precious, and it will be his turn to play immediately. It is not a problem for him to win the game, just like Tornado Quincy. A small physique is not worthy of tickling him, but before that, he also wants to see what this young man who has a simple background wants to talk to him?

"This... uh... aristocratic grandfather? I don't know why you are looking for someone like me?"

Bull's voice was the same as his appearance, it sounded muffled, and there was a buzzing feeling when it sounded in the room.

Roman smiled, still did not speak, and continued to look at Barren Bull with scrutiny eyes. His eyes made him very uncomfortable, as if he was picking goods. Although as a gladiator, he was still an excellent gladiator. I think I'm used to this kind of look, but it doesn't mean that anyone can look at him with this kind of look in front of him.

Man Niu's eyes became dangerous. Considering that the identity of this young man might not be simple, he still patiently increased his tone and asked again. After all, there are many people in this world who can kill him without relying on their own force. Someone is here, otherwise he wouldn't come to the gladiator business.

"Do you want to bribe me?

Hearing these words, Roman smiled, and he asked back:

"Can you be bought?"

"Of course not?"

"Then you still ask?"

Man Niu became angry. He is not a type of speech, and these short words are about to exhaust his patience. He twisted his body, and the whole person became agitated, and the wooden chair under him sounded out. The crunching voice seemed overwhelmed, and there seemed to be an urge to get up.

Roman is very satisfied with his performance, he just wants to make him feel impatient, feel irritated, so that the shot will be extra cruel after a while, isn't it?

Roman asked again:

"Manniu, how much can you get for a game here?"

Man Niu glared at him and said reluctantly:

"It depends on who the opponent is and the bet placed by the guest..."

Roman interrupted him directly:

"Just talk about this one."

"Thirty gold coins!"

Man Niu became more upset.

After Luo Man listened, he directly stretched out five fingers, and Man Niu looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what it meant.

"Five hundred, I will give you five hundred gold coins."

Manniu's copper bell-like eyes glared round again. You must know that five hundred gold coins are not a small amount. He has seen the most outrageous guests want to buy himself, and only offered a high price of two hundred gold coins, you know, Once Man Niu agreed, then he could say goodbye to his life.

"What do you want me to do?"

He still couldn't help asking.

Roman retracted his finger, then leaned on his cane and said softly:

"My requirement is very simple. Use the most cruel method you can think of to kill your opponent in the next match, the whirlwind or something. The bloodier the process, the more cruel the better. The key is to make him awake to death. , Understand?"

Man Niu looked at Roman in a little surprised. It wasn't that this request was too difficult. On the contrary, this request was simply a breeze for him. This person seemed to have come to give him money specially, and he couldn't help but start to doubt it. stand up.

"You have hatred with him?"

"He made you green?"

"You made him green?"

Roman's eyes twitched, and he glanced at the hourglass next to him. The sand on it was about to bottom out, and the extremely exaggerated shout came from outside.

Roman asked with an impatient look:

"Your time is running out. My request is very simple. How are you thinking about it?"

Man Niu gritted his teeth, and finally asked:

"How do I trust you?"

Hey, Roman left a bag of gold coins on the table, and he weighed it up. There were thirty or forty coins.

"This is a deposit. When you kill him, I will give you back."

Man Niu patted his chest immediately and said:

"No problem, I'll take this job. Just wait for a good show!"

After that, the hourglass has completely bottomed out, and there are cheers and thunderous applause outside. It seems that the attention of this game is still quite high.

Leaving Barman Bull’s lounge, Roman took the attendant back to the second floor stand. At this time, there were more people on the stand, and the atmosphere became lively and annoying again, but the corner where Fatty Kim was lying was still empty. It's right, and it looks like he's not awake yet.

A few guests complained to the attendants. There was a dead person lying on the second floor. Why didn't you deal with it quickly? It should be stinking for a while.

The attendant who was ordered by Roman to take care of Fatty Jin was explaining with a smile on his face, but he was still unwilling to move Fatty Jin's body. What a joke, this is all money!

He saw Roman come back with a relieved expression on his face. He ran all the way and reported the situation to Roman. Roman threw two gold coins to him. The attendant bowed joyfully and walked away. Others saw Roman's clothes. , Watching his bold shots, didn't dare to make trouble anymore, all returned to the stands to watch the game below.

Roman sat back next to Fatty Jin, and followed the situation below.

The enthusiastic commentator roared hoarsely:

"Next, welcome everyone to play for a long time! The **** embracer, the meat grinder, the most feared player in the death arena, currently has a record of 47 wins and zero losses, from the coldest Bradrick Icefield. Wild Bull-Ampton!!!"

Then the cage on the side of the arena was slowly opened ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The strong figure of the bull appeared in the audience's field of vision. Immediately, someone took the lead and began to call the name of the bull, which immediately caused the audience to resonate.

"Ampton! Ampton! Ampton..."

Roman looked at the reaction below, thinking that this bull should be the signboard of this arena, and he was relieved a lot.

Then, the host changed his style and began to introduce the next opponent:

"So, who will be so unlucky and become the next unlucky ghost to die under Barman Bull? Let us pray for him, please, Quincy like a whirlwind!"

After listening to this introduction, Roman understands. Compared with the many titles of Barman Bull, this Quincy is too unskilled. It seems that he has come up to die. It should be to continue to hold the undefeated sign of Barman Bull.

Quincy walked out from the other side of the arena with a black line on his face, and there was a boo in the audience. He was originally a small well-known popular player, and he usually has many supporters. For Niu, his mass foundation is much worse. Under the influence of such an atmosphere, even the spectators who were biased towards him started to cheer along with the people around him.