v3 Chapter 107： Everyone loves Sisnatus

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"Everyone loves Sisnatus, the women scream for him, the men applaud him, that guy is an out-of-the-box legend, and I remember the final curtain show, the seat of Victor Arena was full, one vote Difficult to find, his name wafted all over Rome, and he appeared in the limelight, his blond hair fluttering, like the incarnation of the **** of war, Mars, with one enemy six, one sword, one enemy The answer fell, and the rest of the opponent could only tremble under his authority ... "Marcruz said of the excitement and couldn't help but dance.

The person in charge of the school had to speak out to remind the middle-aged Romans who were immersed in good memories. "But my master, even the great hero, will grow old one day. Sisnatus is no exception. I do n’t He denied that he was indeed a very good gladiator when he was young, even ... it can be said that he was the best gladiator in Rome, but after he became famous, he started to empty his body, and we arranged for him to sell tickets. Too many battles, beyond the speed of his physical recovery. With the increase of his age, his strength declines very much. The first two championships are not a problem, but for the third championship, we did make some arrangements on the battle schedule. , And the last curtain call, we all know that those six opponents are just names ... "

"Enough." Marcruz dissatisfied. "Damn, of course I know what the truth looks like. I don't need you to remind me, remember your identity, Gabi!"

"Sorry, my master." The head of the school immediately fell to his knees.

"I do n’t care about the true strength of Sisnatus. As long as he can make money for me, since Sisnatus retired, my business is not as good as before. The city ’s gladiator school is not only ours. The old **** of Saiyan dreamed of riding on my neck. I heard that he didn't know where to buy a great Thrace. The guy has won 11 or 12 games in a row. Now the ladies Both Miss and Miss ran to see the stinking Thracian, and we need to find a way to reverse the disadvantage. "Marcruz said.

"I'll do my best."

"No, no, this is not the answer I want, I'll say it again," Marcruz almost literally said, "I need the next Sinatus! Now! Now! I don't care what you do, whatever Is it through training or some magic that made me this **** Germanic man the next Sisnatus. "

The middle-aged Romans sat down on the seat after speaking these words, his chest was constantly undulating, failed to get the answer he wanted, making him look a little angry.

The two slave women next to him rubbed his chest, and one poured wine for him, but as a result, he threw the wine glass to the ground with a wave of his hand, and the blood-stained liquor splattered and spilled. It's all over.

And after being so disturbed by Marcruz, there is no desire to review it anymore. To the person in charge of the school, "Go here today. I have invested in these newcomers as you said. This is a lot. Money, do you know how I accumulated the net worth that appeared in, because I never trade at a loss, so I will give you 50 days, plus, 50 days later, when I ask you the same question again, in order to Hello, I hope I can get the answer I want. "

"Yes, my master." The school principal knelt on the ground like this.

When Marcruz stood up again with the help of a slave girl and was about to leave, a strange voice suddenly sounded.

"Uh ... can you give me some time, master, I have a few words to say to you, it won't be too long."

"Huh?" Marcruz turned his head, frowning as he saw Varo come out of the crowd, "boy, you better have a good reason, because I'm in a bad mood."

Varo heard that his scalp was tingling for a while. Of course, he also knew that Marcruz was in a bad mood, but Marcruz generally didn't care much about preparing gladiators. I'm afraid it will be the day of the assessment.

"Allow me to introduce myself first," Varo gritted.

Marcruz raised his chin. "Say it."

"I'm Varo, an antique dealer in Xunzi Street ..." Varo said he paused here, expecting to see a similarly surprised expression on Marcruz's face.

But the latter just casually said, "What then?" It seemed that he had never heard Varo's name.

Varolo was a little disappointed, but quickly cleared up and continued, "I think your people may have made a mistake when they bought me. I have excellent business skills, especially in the antique industry. , My father is a very well-known antique merchant, and I am the same. I just heard you say that you hope to make more money, then I think I am the talent you need, as long as you can invest in me Money, I can use my talents ... "

But his words were interrupted by Marcruz before he finished saying, "Let me ask you a question, Val, if you can really make money as you claim, why would you stand here?"

There was a laughter among the slaves, and Varo's face turned red. "It was an accident. I invested in a business other than antiques, and then my partner met a thief unfortunately. I had to pay a big loss. Money ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It all explains ... "Marcruz nodded.

"Everything makes sense?" Varo puzzled.

"Nothing, I know your situation, I will find someone to verify what you say, but before that, focus on the things in front of me, and help me train well, okay, Val? "

"Actually my name is Varo ... Also, my people in Xunzi Street know that it is easy to just pull a person and ask."

"Are you teaching me how to do things, Val?" Marcruz lowered his face and rubbed the emerald ring with his index finger, impatiently.

"No, master." Varo bowed his head.

"Very well, like I said, I already know what you are saying. Someone will inform you when the result comes. Do your own thing and wait patiently." Marcruz said no more and ignored the tile. Luo, his figure disappeared from the balcony.

Until then, the person in charge of the kneeling school stood up from the ground. He glanced at Varo first, and his look was strange, like looking at a roasted suckling pig on a shelf, with a touch of sympathy. .

Varo was also somewhat inexplicable. Although he felt that he had not been able to exchange for investment immediately, he basically got the results he wanted. Not surprisingly, his days at the Gladiator School had already entered the countdown, as long as Mark Ruth is not stupid. After checking his identity, he will soon be taken out of here and let him do what he does best, so when he returns to the team, he rushes to Zhang Hengxing, "I succeeded. "

However, Zhang Heng didn't have any congratulations. He just said, "If the life in the country is really as bad as you said, I think you better consider taking the next training seriously." I have 48 a day. The latest chapters come in hours: