Interstellar arena

Liu Fei just glanced at the roaring Manny, wiped the moonlight lightly in his hand, then bent down and inserted it into the scabbard on his leg.

"You have a knife... are you the one who killed the roe-headed rat?" The girl discovered Liu Fei's scimitar at this time, her eyes widened suddenly, her pupils shrank like pinholes, and there was a look of surprise on her face. She didn't Thinking that Liu Fei actually had a knife, she, who was smart in Bingxue, immediately thought of the death of the roe-headed mouse.

"Yes, sister, he killed it, his knife is fast..." Wei Xiong said hehe.

"Why did you kill the roe-headed rat?" Manni's eyes, like pools of autumn water, were fixed on Liu Fei's face.

"Kill him, and all the charges will be cleared." Liu Fei straightened his back slowly, and glanced at the fiery sky in the distance. At this time, the chaos seemed to have gradually subsided.

"..."

The girl was slightly taken aback, and the expression on her face slowed down. Obviously, she also thought of this problem. The key person for all the accusations is on the roe-headed mouse. He is like an important part of a precision instrument. If he is missing , the entire chain of evidence will not be established.

Immediately, the three of them discussed and agreed to leave this dangerous place. Now that the roe-headed rat is dead, although Wei Xiong is temporarily safe, in fact, Wei Xiong is not safe, but has become more dangerous. The danger comes from Wei Chongyang's fans, so now, Wei Xiong's danger comes from the officials.

No one knew Liu Fei, but that didn't mean that Wei Xiong would be exonerated, because when Liu Fei violently wounded his character and killed the roe-headed rat, many witnesses saw that Liu Fei left with Wei Xiong.

"You and I go to see Mr. Wei, you must apologize!"

"Sister..." Wei Xiong immediately lowered his head.

"We must go!" The girl clenched her silver teeth and gave Wei Xiong a hard look.

"All right……"

Wei Xiong's eyes fell on Liu Fei, and he was relieved to see that Liu Fei did not object.

In fact, Liu Fei has no sense of crisis at the moment. Wei Jiaji has a complex terrain and a large population. Those policemen with only cold weapons can't keep him at all. What he is worried about are the gladiator cavalry. However, according to the information provided by Wei Xiong It shows that there are only 200 gladiator cavalry in Weijiaji, and all of them have died in the swamp.

The three of them shuttled through the complicated alleyways of Weijiaji under the cover of night. The pedestrians and businessmen on the street were silent and empty, and the rubbish was floating and whirling in the air with the strong wind, which looked extraordinarily lethargic.

After walking for about three kilometers, the three finally arrived at their destination: a huge off-white tent.

The tent is huge, covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters, standing in the night, like a magnificent old castle, but after entering, Liu Fei found that this majestic tent is much bigger than Wei Xiong's dilapidated tent. It's not much better, there are traces of mending everywhere, and some places are obviously decayed, like an old man standing tremblingly in the night.

"Whose tent is this?"

Liu Fei stopped approaching the tent. Although it was only in the hazy night, Liu Fei still saw the extraordinaryness of this tent. It was definitely not an ordinary people's tent. Compared with the surrounding tents, it was majestic and tall. , The workmanship is also very particular, and some patterns are exquisite and delicate.

It is a palace, if there is any difference from a palace, the only difference is that this palace is a bit dilapidated.

"Mr. Wei's. Mr. Wei was originally a high-ranking official in Utopia City, with a wealthy family. Because of his political discord with the authorities, he was relegated to Weijiaji as the mayor. Squeezed out, and finally, demoted to the ranks of the common people, and repeatedly imprisoned for inciting the people to propose political reforms...”

That's it!

The doubts in Liu Fei's mind suddenly cleared up. No wonder Wei Chongyang's thoughts were so open-minded. He must have come into contact with some governing concepts about fairness, justice and freedom when he was in Utopia City in his early years.

Suddenly, Liu Fei felt a little admiration spontaneously.

Anyone who abandons his own glory and wealth for the sake of the ideals of the people and strives for his whole life is worthy of admiration!

While thinking, the three walked into the huge tent.

The moment he walked into the tent, Liu Fei couldn't help being taken aback. Inside the tent, there were densely packed crowds, at least hundreds of them. What was strange was that hundreds of people didn't make a sound. Everyone stood quietly and looked in one direction, their eyes extremely pious.

Following his gaze, he saw Wei Chongyang sitting quietly in front of a wooden table. A white candle was burning on the wooden table. The candle emitted an orange light, bringing a bit of warmth to the suffocatingly quiet tent. .

The moment Liu Fei's eyes fell on Wei Chongyang's face, Wei Chongyang raised his head and looked at Liu Fei across the obstacles.

"You came."

Wei Chongyang beckoned to Liu Fei, the crowd surged and immediately gave way to a passage.

At that moment, Liu Fei felt a kind of surging pressure. At this time, Liu Fei realized that the old man in front of him had an astonishing appeal, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as "a crowd of followers with a wave of arms".

Inexplicably, at this time, Liu Fei had an urge to kill someone. This old man was more dangerous than anyone else. Tens of thousands of people were chasing after him, Liu Fei took a deep breath, and slowly walked in front of Wei Chongyang. Across the table, the orange-red candlelight flickered, and the old man's eyes became unfathomable.

"Please sit down."

Liu Fei sat down slowly, and faced the old man across the table.

"Why did you kill the roe-headed rat?" The old man asked the question that Manny had asked.

"Kill him, so you won't die." Liu Fei looked calm on the surface, but his muscles were tense. Although he didn't look back, he sensed the extremely dangerous aura coming from around him. He was surrounded by a group of people. Kong Wu's powerful people surrounded him, and as long as he made the slightest movement, the people behind would violently attack and hurt others.

"Do you know what kind of consequences your recklessness caused?" The old man put his hands on the table and gently rubbed the edge of the table. This action reminded Liu Fei of a sentence said by the soldering iron head, "some Big people, when talking to people, use body language to adjust the atmosphere, or to create pressure on the opponent."

Undoubtedly, the action of the old man rubbing against the wooden table was to relax Liu Fei, not to create psychological pressure on Liu Fei. The way to create pressure was to tap the table in a slow rhythm, or to be motionless, rather than to be slow and disorderly. friction.

Liu Fei didn't answer, he knew that the old man would give the answer.

"Three policemen and 300 residents of Weijiaji died because of the turmoil you created. Moreover, the number of residents arrested has exceeded [-]. At present, the police are still searching from house to house. I believe that soon, The police will come here, what do you think about this?" The old man said in a calm manner.

"Do you have a zoo here?" Liu Fei asked without answering.

"There is no Weijiaji, but there is in Utopia City." The old man answered Liu Fei's inexplicable question.

"Well, there are two ways to watch the beast. At present, the safest way is to watch the beast in a cage."

"Is there another one?" The old man's heart moved.

"Put yourself in a cage and watch."

"I would like to hear more about it!" The old man felt that he was just a little bit close to grabbing something, and his originally serious expression became eager.

"You imagine beasts of prey as rights, and audiences as citizens of a utopian republic."

"I get it, I get it...if it doesn't cage power, power will cage us..."

The old man stood up slowly, and his straight back became slightly bent, as if he had aged a lot in an instant. He understood this truth, but he never imagined rights as beasts.

There is no evidence that the beast will walk into the cage by itself!