Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 430

The Ross Arena is a circular grand building, which follows the color base of the Chahan Empire with light beige as the main body, and at the same time adds a lot of dark walnut and blue as decorations. The overall look has a strong A sense of space and a powerful shock.

Perhaps due to the large area of ​​the arena, the sky above the arena was not designed as a helmet-like 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 intention and the giant stone arches connecting the towers make the whole arena look like a city that can never be captured. The castle is like a crown full of mystery that no one can control.

"Really, it's really big!" Fatty 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 burst into laughter.

"Isn't it big?" Fatty didn't know why they were laughing, and asked in a daze, and then there was a burst of louder laughter.

Everyone's already tense mood was relieved by this.

At this time, under the leadership of several attendants, the other two teams also walked in slowly.

Different from Fatty's colorful attire, the attire of these two teams is relatively neater.

All the official Ulan teams were dressed in black outfits. Although there was only a yellow and blue halberd logo embroidered on the left chest, it was very eye-catching.

Their leader was a lady in her forties with elegant manners, but at the moment she was wearing a slightly arrogant sneer on a cheek that still had charm.

"Crazy! Crazy! There are times when you cry!" the fat man said in his heart, but the expression on his face was indescribably humble and even flattering.

The other team was dressed in well-fitting leather jackets, all of them wore masks, and looked very smart and capable, but the leader of the team was a middle-aged uncle with a sad face.Among the group, he was the only one who showed his true face.

This person is thin, with drooping eyebrows, darkened eyes set in deep eye sockets, and with the corners of his mouth curved up and down, he doesn't look like he is here to participate in the battle, but rather to avoid debts.

"Oh! Did Patriarch Hemei forget to pay the deposit? Why does this uncle, the team leader, look so poor?!" The fat man murmured in his heart.

"They should be members of the 'Guke' mercenary group. This organization is currently ranked number one in the industry, and most of its members are from the Irp Alliance. The leader is very similar to the legendary 'Mr. Bitter Tea', a poisonous A high-ranking apostle, a very tricky person!" Qiu Dun introduced in a low voice next to the fat man.

"Ha! Fortunately, the Juke Mercenary Group is the helper invited by Patriarch Hemei, otherwise today's test would be really sad!" Although the fat man had already obtained the general information about the Juke Mercenary Corps from the old man, he heard Qiu There was a bit of fear in Dun's tone, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoiced.

At this time, Surf came to the scene leisurely and gave a brief introduction to each other for the three teams.

"Start drawing lots now!" He said, and he called his subordinates to bring a square box.

"According to the rules this time, you have to play a match first, and the winner can compete with the government team." Surf said slowly, pointing to the "leather team" and "fat team".

"Don't you want to play three games first? Why did you change it to one? No one notified us in advance! Isn't this fair?!" Mr. Kucha asked with a frown. When the eyebrows are tightened, it looks even more bitter and bitter.

"Today's battle is always talking about a total of three games! There are two stones in this wooden box, and the one who chooses the red one can determine the way of the battle. You two teams will win or lose in one game, so that you can save your energy and avoid time delays. It’s too long! After that, the winner can use the remaining two methods to compete with the government team. However, which of the two methods will come first will need to be decided by drawing lots again at that time! If you have any objections, Dear You can withdraw from the game!" Su Erfu explained with a cold face, unceremoniously.

"Hey! Get people's money and do things with people. How can you not count your words, and quit if you want to quit? What I said is unfair, but only for my opponent! If the outcome is determined in one game, isn't it There is no suspense?!" Kucha said with a sigh, but the meaning in the words was amazing.

This time, before it was Surf's turn to speak, the fat man hugged Mr. Kucha's shoulder and praised: "Brother! I knew you were a true hero when I saw you! On this occasion, You can actually think about your opponent, you really are like this!"

Mr. Mai held up a thumb, and continued: "Actually! I also think this arrangement is very unfair. Normally, no matter how strong we are, we are at most a non-governmental organization, so how can we challenge the government? Therefore, it should be It’s right for us to fight against the government’s teams separately! Needless to say, if you lose, you should get out, and if you win, you will either be the champion directly, or you will fight again! What do you think? After unifying the opinions, let's go talk with 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 against us separately, just come here!" The female boss of the Ulan team looked very quiet, but when she spoke, she was fierce. If it didn't work, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

"Hey! Ms. Vera is bold, she really is a hero, a hero! Since she agrees, Mr. Surf, what do you think?" the fat man asked with a smile.

For him, the reason why Hemei didn't let Herme revoke the mission assigned to the guest mercenary group was naturally because he wanted to increase the chances of winning for tonight's rescue operation.Of course, the premise of all this is to avoid fighting among your own family members first.

Fatty even thought before that if the rules of the battle cannot be changed, then it would be more appropriate for his side to quit directly!In that way, the mercenary group and the government army would have a lively fight, and he could take the opportunity to save people secretly.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 plot had succeeded and was blushing with excitement, was happy, but he heard Kucha say dejectedly: "I didn't agree with this Mr. Mai's suggestion! I actually just want to fight them a few more times!"

As soon as this remark came out, the fat man suddenly felt cold and sweaty all over his body. A bad premonition rose in his heart, and he frowned slightly and asked, "Mr. Kucha, what do you mean by this? Isn't my idea the best for you and me?" ? Could it be that your purpose is not just to save people?"

"Hehe!" Kucha showed a smile uglier than crying, and slowly explained: "You are indeed unparalleled in wisdom and tricks, you can see through it! We are mercenaries, since we sell our lives, we can only recognize them in our eyes. Money. Therefore, in order to maximize the efficiency of earning 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 these two cents what!"

Staring at the fat man who was stunned on the spot, there was a trace of sarcasm in Kucha's gloomy eyes, and he continued: "Mr. Mai, Mr. Mai, you don't know that your heads are very valuable, and each head costs 30 yuan. 220 McCann gold dollars, and yours is as high as a million! So, do the math, if I can only play one game, I can only earn [-] million gold dollars at most! Alas! You can’t Can you understand the difficulties of us hard-working people?"

　Fatty: This battle is not easy!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)