The handsome gladiator stands in the middle of the water with a victor's posture. He is undoubtedly more handsome and charming. =乐=文=Novel. The audience, especially the female audience, cheered and screamed at astonishing levels - they had long disliked the little skinny guy who had won seventeen or eighteen games in a row. It's not your fault that you have a bad appearance and have a stunted bean sprout look, but it's your fault that you go to the arena to enjoy the cheers! Of course, the winner must be tall and handsome like the god Apollo to please them more. Go away, bean sprouts, go away!
As a result, they screamed even more crazily and rushed to the edge of the stands, leaning out half of their bodies and waving to the gladiators desperately.
The gladiator looked around, bowed slightly to thank the female friends who had invited him so enthusiastically, and then made a feint circle with his sword in the air, so that the golden roses that had been thrown down by the crazy audience and sank to the bottom of the water broke through one after another. It emerged from the water, flew and circled in the night sky, twisted into a firework-like flower, and flew towards the stands.
The huge golden rose bouquet, with its brilliant brilliance, rose to the highest level like a meteor from the sky, and then slowly landed in front of the Gu Hanhan stand. The screams of the women around him could almost pierce the sky. In the cheers, the gladiator jumped onto the center of the bouquet, threw down the mask covering his face, and revealed a beautiful and handsome face with a slutty look. The handsome face is revealed. He smiled slightly, then stretched out his hand to Gu Hanhan, his voice was beautiful and magnetic: "Beautiful lady, can you give these flowers to you?"
Zheng Wenwen was obviously dazzled by the gladiator's handsome face. She was so excited beside her that she kept encouraging her: "Promise him, Han Han, promise him!"
Gu Hanhan had already had doubts about this gladiator when he first jumped off the field. At this time, he saw his face under the mask, listened to the tone of his voice, and saw his beautiful body under the perfect burst of super power. She even concluded that he was a "good" young man from a noble family with super powers, so he didn't answer him at all, let alone pay attention to him, and dragged Zheng Wenwen away.
The screaming had stopped long ago, and the crowd in the stands made a roar, like a cauldron exploding. Some laughed, some sympathized, and some cursed on his behalf, but the rejected gladiator himself seemed fine. He spread his hands to express regret, then rolled up the golden roses and flew away like a gust of wind.
…
Gu Hanhan held his head high and just walked forward. After walking out of the Tiber Arena and onto the streets of the Lower East Side, seeing no one catching up, he slowly slowed down and let go of Zheng Wenwen.
Zheng Wenwen hadn't fully woken up from her infatuation, and she kept complaining to Gu Hanhan: "Why did you run away? Such a handsome guy is so romantic. Even if you don't want to have a one-night stand with him, just chat and enjoy it." It was so much fun to tease a handsome guy, but how could he just leave without saying a word! What a pity that such a dreamy scene, like a fairy tale, was ruined by you!"
"You also said it was a fantasy like a fairy tale, and dream talk and fairy tales are both fake. Since you don't plan to have anything with her, it's best to ignore her in the first place and don't tease her." Gu Han Han said, "Good-looking men are very fragile. If they are not good, they will be teased to death."
She said: "This is called keeping oneself clean, respecting ghosts and gods and staying away from them——"
"Keep yourself clean?" Zheng Wenwen suddenly burst into laughter, "You are so knowledgeable in your words!"
Even Gu Hanhan was amused by the words he came up with. He held Zheng Wenwen and laughed more and more.
When the noisy sound came, Gu Hanhan raised his head and realized that the night market in the Lower East District was just ahead. The market is brightly lit, with shops standing close together in a winding row, and there are people setting up stalls everywhere, making the entire market almost full. There were people wearing all kinds of clothes, and there was a lot of people everywhere, and it was full of the atmosphere of a marketplace like human fireworks.
"Let's go shopping!" she said. "I heard that the market in the Lower East Side is famous. There are also food stalls selling late-night snacks."
Zheng Wenwen was still thinking about being robbed by a little beggar, so she stayed away from the market. She looked around and hesitated: "There won't be any thieves, right?"
Gu Hanhan immediately laughed: "Hasn't your wallet been robbed? You don't have to be afraid of thieves!"
"Then you still have money?" Zheng Wenwen was laughed at by Gu Hanhan and became angry. She retorted on the spot, "Why go to the night market if you don't have money?"
As they were talking, they heard someone calling them from behind. Looking back, it was the little boy who exchanged chips for them in the duel field chasing after them.
The little boy ran out of breath and handed the previous cash authorization card to Gu Hanhan: "Miss, I will cash back the rest of your money."
Of course, all the chips had been lost, but the golden roses exchanged at the beginning were not thrown away. The little boy threw them away and chased them for several streets before catching up with Gu Hanhan and the others.
"Good boy," Gu Hanhan stroked the boy's hair, "You can keep these." Then he continued walking forward.
"Miss--"
Gu Hanhan turned around and found that the little boy was standing there timidly and did not leave with the money, so he had to stop.
"What?" she asked.
When Gu Hanhan asked him this question, the little boy suddenly became at a loss and stammered, unable to speak a word. He was nervous for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage under Gu Hanhan's gentle gaze. He ran over, knelt down at Gu Hanhan's feet, and raised the card with both hands.
"I don't want money," he said. "Please buy me, miss. I'll make a good slave. I can do anything, I'm not a burden at all——"
Gu Hanhan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but try to figure out the boy. The boy raised his head, his big eyes shining with hope. But Gu Hanhan still pushed him back cruelly.
"Take your money and do something you want to do. Children, don't always think about who you can be a slave to and you will have enough to eat." She said, "Slaves are everywhere, just three or five coins. buy one."
"Oh, if you really don't know what you want to do, then you can go to this person first-"
Gu Hanhan thought about it again, took the card and wrote a few words on the back, and then gave it back to the little boy: "Norman, the chairman of the Jurgen Uchi Foundation, he is also a deacon of the Angel Order, you are here You can find him in both places. He should be able to help you introduce a school that meets your needs, if you are willing to go to school and learn something-"
After saying that, she walked towards another road away from the Lower East Side Night Market.
Zheng Wenwen looked at Gu Hanhan who put his hands in the pockets on both sides of his body and walked farther and farther, and then looked at the little boy who was kneeling on the ground blankly holding a cash card with a few words written by Gu Hanhan. He walked quickly. Go over and catch up with Gu Hanhan.
"Aren't you going to go to the night market anymore?" she asked.
Gu Hanhan put his hand in his pocket and patted his side hard twice: "I have no money. I don't have any money in my pocket, so why go to the market?"
"Ah..." Zheng Wenwen raised her head and shouted, "It's so boring!"
"I said it was to watch a duel, but it turned out that the handsome swordsman stepped on the golden rose auspicious clouds and came to beg for sex. You refused, and the cute young lady came to your door and begged to keep you. You said it was to go to the night market, but it turned out that even the steel pendants were gone. There’s not one left. I said, we won’t just walk back together, right?”
"In short, today's tour was a failure!" she said, "We really shouldn't have listened to you and came to visit the Moro River. If we had known earlier, we should have signed up to participate in the banquet and garden experience at the Paradise Island Manor!"
"I won't let you go back, you complainer." Gu Hanhan said.
They happened to turn around a road, and an airship was parked on the corner of the street. It was the same one they took before.
Zheng Wenwen was surprised: "How did they come here? Have you called them? When did this happen? Why don't I have any memory at all?"
"Well, I think they must have guessed. After all, there are not many roads out of the Lower East Side market - but maybe they have installed bugs on us."
The door of the airship was open and the gangway had been lowered. Several male servants rushed down with thin cloaks and put them on them to prevent the heavy wind from the river in the middle of the night from freezing them. Then they were surrounded by male servants and boarded the airship.
As soon as he entered the door, Gu Hanhan pointed at Zheng Wenwen and said to Gal: "We were complained by this lady, Mr. Gal. She said that the itinerary we arranged today was very boring, and it was far less interesting than going to the banquet at the noble manor."
"Yes," Gal lowered his head and said, "Arrangements will be made immediately."
"Are we going now?" Zheng Wenwen looked at the time and asked doubtfully, "It's already late at night, it's almost 10 o'clock standard time, but the garden party is in the afternoon, and the opening time written on the tour time is 11 o'clock standard time —15 o’clock, otherwise we’d better go tomorrow—”
Gu Hanhan smiled and put his arm around Zheng Wenwen's shoulders, "There will always be a manor in the afternoon. The sun on the lighthouse star can never set. The people of the Acropolis call this living day by day -"
…
At the same time, the little thin man who had just been defeated by the handsome gladiator who finally took away all the roses also silently left the arena of the Tiber River. He walked dejectedly on the streets of the Lower East Side, and the mask on his face was taken off. It was the young master who had just recognized his ancestor in the Normanby family.
The three or five men who jumped into the airship and ran out of the sacred mountain with him all surrounded him, trying to comfort him with all kinds of talk. One of the sturdy men put an arm as thick as a thigh around his neck, and said with a breath of wine: "Danboy, don't be sad, victory or defeat is a common thing for soldiers! Besides, it's not your fault, fuck/him / Damn, that pretty boy is obviously cheating. How could he win if he didn’t lie to you about his energy super alert? This is in the arena. In the universe, let’s fight. You have already ripped off his head and used it as a cannon! "
However, the little skinny man still couldn't feel happy, and it was obvious that the sadness had not passed yet.
The sturdy man was about to persuade him again, but suddenly a huge chaos came from far and near, and a pot of boiling water exploded. Armed combat boats were hovering overhead, energy nets were coming from all directions, and security joint defense teams armed with energy weapons were outflanking from a few blocks away. The criminals who usually harbored filth and evil in the Lower East Side were driven out of their rat holes, and fled forward like a flood bursting through the embankments.
"City management! Armed police! And SHIELD! Fuck, clear the streets!"
The sturdy man threw away Egg Boy and jumped up to run away. The other men, all experienced men, immediately scattered and ran away separately. Danzi also turned around, rushed out and disappeared into the vast night sky while the energy network encirclement was not completed.
However, the intensity of the street clearing this time clearly exceeded their expectations, and SHIELD frantically dispatched six high-level ability users in one go. As a result, no one in the group escaped except Danzi. They all suffered an unreasonable disaster and were captured alive. When the urban management officer put the energy handcuffs on, the sturdy man suddenly reacted: "Fuck him, I have an ID card. I am now a member of the Nobiman family in Acropolis. Why should I run away!"
