The Ross Arena is a majestic circular building. It follows the color system of the Chahan Empire, which was mainly light beige. At the same time, it also adds a lot of dark walnut and blue as decoration. The overall look has a strong The sense of space gives people a powerful shock.
Perhaps because of the large area of the venue, the sky above the arena was not designed as a helmet-style dome structure as usual, but was open.
At the same time, on the top of the high wall behind the stands, there are seven towers dotted around. This careful consideration and the giant stone arches connecting the towers make the entire arena look like a tower that can never be captured. The castle is like a mysterious crown that no one can control.
"It's really, really big!" The fat man looked out for a long time in the preparation hall on the first floor and finally sighed.
Everyone didn't expect Mr. Mai's description to be so down-to-earth, and they all laughed.
"Isn't it big?" Fatty asked confusedly, not knowing why they were laughing, which immediately led to a burst of even bigger laughter.
Everyone's originally quite nervous mood was relieved by this.
At this time, two other teams slowly walked in, led by several attendants.
Different from the various attires on Fatty's side, the attires of these two teams are relatively neat.
The official team representing Ulan were all dressed in black. Although there was only a yellow and blue short halberd logo embroidered on the left chest, it looked very eye-catching.
Their leader was an elegant lady in her forties, but at the moment she had a slightly arrogant sneer on her charming face.
"Go crazy! Go crazy! You will cry sometimes!" Fatty muttered in his heart, but the expression on his face was indescribably humble and even flattering.
The other team was wearing fitted leather jackets, and they all wore masks. They looked very smart and capable, but the team was led by a middle-aged uncle with a sad face. Among the group of people, he was the only one who showed his true face.
This person is thin, with droopy eyebrows, dark eyes in deep eye sockets, and the downturned corners of his mouth. He does not look like he is here to participate in a battle, but rather like he is here to hide from debts. .
"Oops! Did the Hemei family owner forget to pay the deposit? Why does the leader of the team look so poor?!" The fat man muttered in his heart.
"They should be members of the 'Juke' mercenary group. This organization currently ranks first in the industry. Most of its members are from the Yin Erpu Alliance. The leader looks like the legendary 'Mr. Kucha', a high-level poison-type Master, a very troublesome person!" Qiu Dun introduced in a low voice next to the fat man.
"Ha! Fortunately, the Juke Mercenary Group is a helper invited by the Hemei family, otherwise today's level would be really sad!" Although the fat man had already obtained general information about the Juke Mercenary Group from the old man, Tingqiu couldn't help but There was a bit of fear in Dun's tone, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
At this time, Sulf came to the scene leisurely and gave a brief introduction to each other for the three teams.
"Let the drawing begin now!" he said, and called his men to bring a square box.
"According to the rules this time, you have to fight first, and the winner can compete with the government team." Sulph said slowly, pointing to the "Leather Team" and the "Fat Man Team".
"Don't we have to play three games first? Why did we change it to one? No one notified us in advance! Isn't this unfair?!" Mr. Kucha asked with a frown. He originally had a sad look on his face, but now The frown on his eyebrows makes him look even more bitter and angry.
"Today's battle is always said to be three games in total! There are two stones in this wooden box. Selecting the red side can determine the way of the battle. Your two teams will win or lose in one round. This way you can save your energy and avoid time delay. It takes too long! After that, the winner can use the remaining two methods to compete with the government team. However, who comes first among the two methods will need to be drawn again to decide! If you have any objections, please You can withdraw from the competition!" Surf said with a cold face and explained unceremoniously.
"Alas! You get people's money and do things with them. How can you just quit if you want to quit? What I said is unfair is just for my opponent! If the outcome of a game is determined, wouldn't it be No suspense anymore?!" Kucha said with a sigh, but the meaning in his words was incredible.
This time, before it was Sulf's turn to speak, the fat man put his arm around Mr. Kucha's shoulders and praised: "Brother! As soon as I saw you, I knew that you are a true hero with no righteousness! On such an occasion, You can actually think about your opponent, you are like this!"
Mr. Mai gave a thumbs up and continued: "Actually! I also think this arrangement is very unfair. Ordinarily, no matter how strong we are, we are at most a non-governmental organization, so how can we challenge the official? So, it should be It's up to us to fight against the government teams separately! Needless to say, those who lose should go away, and those who win, either directly become the champions, or we have another round! What do you think? Since we two Now that we have unified our opinions, let’s go and talk to the host together?”
"Hmph! Since I, Vera, have led the team here today, I am not afraid of any challenge! If you want to fight with us separately, just come over here!" The female boss of the Ulan team looks very quiet, but when she speaks, she is fierce If it failed, the atmosphere at the scene immediately became tense.
"Hey! Ms. Vera is so generous, she is indeed a woman, a hero, a hero! Since she agreed, Mr. Sulph, what do you think?" the fat man asked with a smile.
For him, the reason why Hemei did not cancel the mission assigned to the Juke Mercenary Group was naturally to increase the chance of winning tonight's rescue operation. Of course, the premise of all this is to avoid fighting between family members.
Fatty even thought before that if the rules of the battle cannot be changed, then it would be more appropriate for his side to withdraw directly! That way, the mercenary group and the government troops could have a lively fight, and he could take the opportunity to secretly rescue people. It was precisely because he had made up his mind early that he was able to maintain a calm demeanor from beginning to end.
The fat man, who thought the conspiracy had succeeded and was glowing with excitement, was rejoicing when he heard Ku Cha say dejectedly: "I don't agree with Mr. Mai's suggestion! In fact, I just want to have more fights with them!"
As soon as he said this, the fat man suddenly felt cold sweat all over his body. A bad premonition arose in his heart. He frowned slightly and asked: "Mr. Kucha, what does this mean? Isn't my idea the best for you and me?" ? Could it be that your purpose is not just to save people?"
"Haha!" Kucha showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and slowly explained: "You are indeed unparalleled in your wits, and you can tell at once! We are mercenaries, and since what we are selling is life, we can only recognize it in our eyes. Money. Therefore, in order to maximize the efficiency of making money, we took on two tasks at the same time. One is of course to rescue those prisoners, and the other is to take your heads! We want to earn both of these two cents. ah!"
Staring at the fat man who was stunned on the spot, there was a hint of ridicule in Kucha's dull eyes, and he continued: "Master Mai, Lord Mai, don't you know, your heads are very valuable, each head is worth three One hundred thousand gold dollars, and yours is as high as one million! So, if you can only fight one game, I can only earn 2.2 million gold dollars at most! Alas! ! Can’t you understand the difficulties of those of us who work hard?”
