In the dark and closed basement, the only ray of light comes from the gap in the stone slab above the head, and the moonlight penetrates through the narrow gap into the prison-like basement.

There was a unique smell of decay, moldy and bad smell in the basement, but the people lying on the ground didn't care, or they couldn't worry about it.

Link, the leader of the prison, sat against the wall on the ground covered with a shallow layer of thatch. Listening to the sound of his subordinates' breathing, he felt a little irritated.

As a pirate who advocates freedom, he has reason to be dissatisfied with the world of this grass egg.

Who could have imagined that the reason they were caught in a business without a capital transaction at sea was that they did not have a "business license"?

God, are the people in the New World so advanced in their thinking? Are pirates considered legitimate professions?

This is simply an insult to the profession of pirates!

Fortunately, as a time traveler, Link is still within his ability to accept it.

Immediately afterwards, Link and his group were sold to the manager of the arena by the warden of Fengyu City, and only used five silver snake coins.

Not only does it avoid the cost of providing food, it alleviates the living environment of increasingly crowded prisoners, but it also earns a sum of income.

As for the verdict to hang these pirates after 15 days, the warden of Fengyu City proved to Link the independence of justice and law enforcement with practical actions.

In this way, Link didn't know whether he should be glad, but he fell into the arena and would fight for his freedom as a gladiator.

Manager Harvey of the Arena personally promised Link that as long as their group could win five consecutive games in the Arena, they would be free.

Freedom, such a desirable and moving word, only when you lose it can you know how to cherish it.

Tomorrow is the first fight, and Link suppresses all kinds of emotions in his heart and falls into a deep sleep.

"Boss, it's time to eat!"

I don’t know how long I slept, but Link opened his eyes and Tony under him held a tray, which contained two pieces of black or yellow.

I took it and took a big bite, chewed it in clean water for a while before I realized that I was eating bread.

There is nothing to be so cute. After traveling for more than half a year, Link was the main one who had eaten dried dried fish. He could only bite it in water for a day and a night, and the taste was still steep.

After eating in a few seconds, Link's eyes were slightly sunken and he stared at his subordinates.

After a night of adaptation, his eyes could barely see objects in a dim environment.

"All old brothers are all, I know everyone is very frustrated when they are arrested."

Link and his group were arrested when they were selling stolen goods in a tavern on the shore. I don’t know who reported it. At that time, there were many enemies and we were few and had no weapons in our hands, so we had to surrender.

"Today is the first game. If we win five games, we can leave this ghost place! We all cheer up!"

"Boss, can that old man care about the number of words?"

The question was Kenneth, one of the five people under Link, a strong man of about 1.9 meters, and his signature was his big bald head.

When Link heard this, he remembered the manager of the Gladiator Harvey, an old man with silver hair on his back, dressed in a well-decorated manner, and liked to hold a civilized stick, and leaned against the nobles everywhere.

Speak slowly and give people a sense of convincingness.

"It would be fine if he keeps his word, if he plays tricks with me..."

Link looked at his men, with muscles and tendons, tall and strong. He knew his men's strength well and knew that they could be called human-shaped tyrannosaurus.

"If you want me to tell me, just wait and grab a few axes and chop those guards over in a few seconds!"

The person who answered the conversation was another subordinate, Tony, who was impatient, and he would chop people up and fuck the other side.

"After killing them, rush directly to the port and grab a boat and run away."

Tony spread his hands: "After I say it, who agrees and who object?"

After hearing this, Link kicked him directly. Tony didn't dare to hide, and was kicked to the point.

"Of course I just suggest, haha." Tony patted his butt and said embarrassedly.

"It's all because you drank too much wine that day and all fell down. Otherwise, how could you be caught by a weak chicken like the city guards?"

Another subordinate, "Honest Man", Jon spoke, and after that, everyone stared at him. Indeed, Jon was like drinking, lustful, gambling, and was the most honest subordinate in the team.

"You just want to win five games in a row? Haha, a group of sea dogs want to be gladiators too!"

Suddenly, provocation came from a distance. Link Xunsheng looked at it and it turned out to be another group of people in the "cell" next door.

The person who spoke was a scarred man with a beard and had no care for a long time.

There were three thugs with their upper bodies standing behind them, and their upper bodies were flying and phoenixes. They were tattooed with no idea what they were tattooed.

Link stood up and stood facing the scar-faced man, and everyone under him also stood up. The relaxed and joking atmosphere just now disappeared.

The basement floor is only two meters high. After standing up, Link and his party almost faced the ceiling, which was full of pressure.

At this time, the door at the basement exit suddenly made a "click" and the door was opened from the outside.

Without looking at the door, Link stared at the scar-faced man: "I hope you can meet me alive."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the gate.

Jon and Kenneth also walked out coldly while staring at Scarface. Tony sneered and made a "throat cut" gesture at him.

"Who is afraid of who!" The scarred man felt very oppressed for some reason and swallowed his mouth and whispered.

"Boss, what did you just say?" The thug behind him waited for Link and his party to go out before he dared to ask.

"Tell me! Tell me about your mother's figure! Why didn't you just talk? I've lost all my face!"

The scarred man suddenly became angry and slapped his subordinates a few times. The thugs covered their faces with grievances and dared not speak.

"Your first game is going on at noon, and there is still some time to prepare." As soon as he left the door, a young man in a black robe looked like a steward, said to Link.

Link walked out of the basement and saw the dazzling sunshine. He ignored the young manager, opened his arms, hugged the sun, and felt the temperature of the sun with satisfaction.

"Get up early in the morning and embrace the sun!"

The subordinates were not surprised, they were scattered and moved their bodies.

The young black robed steward seemed a little humiliated by the ignorance and shouted: "My time is precious. I don't have time to listen to you nonsense. If you are ready, tell me!"

There are two fully armed guards behind the young manager. Perhaps this is the confidence he has when facing Link and his party.

The guards held a single metal foreskin round shield in their left hand and a two-meter-long wooden spear in their right hand, a hair-tip metal spear head, and a matte finish, which was very particular.

The guard and the young manager were in a suffocating manner, and he used his right arm armor to hit the shield to warn everyone opposite him.

"Hey, are your arm armor real?"

At some point, "Honest Man" Jon went around to the right hand of a guard and reached out to the arm armor on his wrist.

The guard was still stunned, unable to tell whether Jon was approaching or wanted to rebel.

With a crisp sound of "click", the iron arm armor was deformed by Jon's hands.

The young manager who saw this scene was visible to the naked eye, Zhang Da raised his eyes, "You, you..." and couldn't say the complete words.

‘Is this going to riot? What should I do? Can’t escape? Is this guy still human? Mom!’

In an instant, the young manager thought a lot.

The other person involved was much more decisive and screamed with a "wail". He realized that the crisp sound might have caused a fracture in his arm.

"Hey, it's not made of stainless steel, it will be deformed as soon as you pinch it."

The "honest man" Jon, who was still regretting, was a little panicked when he heard the guard's screams. After all, he didn't do it on purpose.

"Don't be afraid, I'll make it back for you!"

Jon hurriedly grabbed the deformed edge of the arm armor with his hands, but after being pinched and deformed, the iron arm armor was stuck into the guard's arm. It was quite difficult to restore the arm armor to its shape without hurting him.

Jon thought about ending this mess as soon as possible. He gritted his teeth and pinched both sides of his arm armor with his hands. The blue veins on his forehead were revealed. He broke it hard and it was done!

"Ah!" The unlucky guard screamed again.

"Ah, this..." Jon touched his head a little embarrassed.

The arm armor was broken back, but it might have been too hard and deformed again. The poor guard's arm was bent and drooping after being visible to the naked eye.

All this happened too quickly, from the young manager shouting loudly to the unlucky guard's arm bent twice, only a few dozen seconds.

After hearing what the young manager said, Link leaned against the wall, basking in the sun, closed his eyes and resting, and by the way, he was thinking about which bad guy reported his "unlicensed" piracy.

When he stood up, he saw only the young manager and a guard holding another unconscious guard, staggering back towards them, looking in a panic.

The design of the arena makes the basement only connect to the center of the arena and cannot leave directly, so the three young managers retreated to the side of the arena and shouted to their companions to let them drop the hanging basket and hang them up.

Link felt inexplicably and picked up the spear on the ground: "I don't even want weapons?"

He weighed the weight of the spear with his hands and threw it aside.

Only the 'honest man' Jon chased them and said unclear words like "It will be fine in a hundred days", and the venue was filled with joy for a moment.

Time is slowly walking, and there is a huge hourglass combination on the side of the arena to record time.

It was noon soon, and many spectators came to the arena, with a stand that could accommodate thousands of people, with an attendance rate of almost half.

Soon, a fully armed guard even wearing armor came to remind Link and his group to enter the venue.

When he arrived at the stadium, Link felt that the arena was about half the size of a standard football field, surrounded by wooden fences, which were three meters high.

The basement is facing the stand in a private room style, which should be a VIP seat.

In order to accommodate as many spectators as possible, the stands on both sides use long benches and no ceiling.

There was also a group of people standing in the area below the box seat, 'It should be the opponent of today'.

Link pinched his hands and expanded his shoulders.

"Then prepare to start!"
Chapter completed!