About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

And just when Liu Ji was thinking about all this, Yuan spoke.

"Grandpa, I feel like there's something delicious in it..." he muttered quietly.

"No, no, you're already a grown man. Can you stop thinking about eating randomly all day long?" Liu Ji rolled his eyes. "Isn't the broth delicious?"

"No, how should I put it," Yuan scratched his head, "It just feels like that hotel. There seems to be a lot of delicious food."

"Same as in the hotel?" Liu Ji blinked, turned to the dwarf and asked, "Does this arena also provide catering services?"

"Ah, of course food will be sold, there are so many people after all," the dwarf replied, "But you are here to discuss business, right? Is it appropriate to eat?"

"Isn't it appropriate? I thought that since we are here, the host should prepare a banquet to welcome us," Liu Ji touched his chin.

"Then, it depends on whether your business is big enough," the dwarf said, stopping.

Liu Ji looked up and realized that while everyone was talking, they had already arrived at the bottom of the Colosseum.

Entering through the outer doorway and walking up the closed spiral staircase to the top floor, the dwarf led everyone to a gorgeous wooden door.

Standing at the door was a strong man about the same height as Yuan, with a scimitar on his waist. He was shirtless and looked rather sinister.

Seeing everyone coming to the door, he first looked at Yuan, then looked down at the dwarf and asked, "Hao Bing? Is this the business you are talking about?"

"Yes, you should tell Brother Fante," said the dwarf Hao Bing.

"Let me ask first," the strong man said, turning around and entering the door.

After about dozens of seconds, he opened the door again and walked out. He stood by the door again and said, "I'm sorry, you may have to wait for a while. Brother, it's not convenient for him now."

"Wait a while?" Hao Bing frowned, "How long?"

"One or two hours, or three or four hours, who knows," the strong man shrugged.

"Huh? Are you so arrogant?" Yayin raised an eyebrow.

"This is not a place for a girl like you to talk too much," the strong man glanced at Yayin contemptuously.

Yayin frowned and said in a deep voice: "Sorry, we don't have time to waste. Get out of the way. Let's go in now."

"Huh? I said it's inconvenient, don't you understand?" The strong man glared, "Or do you want to find trouble?"

"I told you to get out of the way," Yayin took a step forward without any politeness.

"Hey! You don't understand people, do you?" The strong man glared, raised his right fist, and shook it in a demonstration.

However, at the next moment, following a brief incantation, a rock from the ceiling fell instantly, and a brick was lifted from the air and hit his head, causing his whole body to fall to the ground.

"This! How dare you!" Hao Bing was immediately startled, "He is from Fante!"

"Oh, so what?" Yayin raised a brow, "You have also seen that the buildings here are in some disrepair. He was knocked over by a ceiling tile. What does it have to do with me?"

With that said, Yayin pulled away Hao Bing who was blocking the way and pushed open the gorgeous door.

As soon as she entered the door, she heard a voice with a hint of evil laughter.

"The word is very big, you have to bear with it..."

Looking face to face, I saw a bloated man with big gold rings on his hands and an exaggerated gold chain as thick as a thumb hanging around his neck. He was sitting on the sofa with no pants on, hanging a tall toothpick, and a similar man. Young women without pants hugging each other.

His right hand held the woman's waist, and his left hand held a spherical tobacco bottle. His eyes were blurred, and he slowly breathed red mist from his mouth.

Next to him, there were many women who were also wearing no pants, serving him nearby, bringing him tea and water, scrubbing the floor, and placing and controlling wine bottles.

Seeing this shocking scene, Yayin's brows immediately furrowed.

"Is this the business partner you introduced to me?" She couldn't help but frown and glanced at Hao Bing behind her with disdain.

"I..." Hao Bing looked at this scene and was speechless for a moment.

Although he knew what kind of person Fante was, he had already said hello in advance today that he would come to discuss business, so how could he still...

Tsk.

It can only be said that maybe Fante didn't take him seriously from the beginning.

At the same time, Liu Ji and Yuan also walked in.

As a potato, Yuan didn't react much to these scenes, while Liu Ji was stunned by it.

"Damn it, is this the Colosseum or a brothel?" Liu Ji's mouth twitched crazily, "Couldn't the person you introduced be the golden lottery brother?"

"I, you, no, you want to die! He understands!" Hao Bing cursed in a low voice.

At this moment, Fante, whose eyes were blurred, finally turned around. He looked Yayin up and down, and then showed an evil smile: "Oh, not bad, this age is young enough, I like it, come on, come here quickly …”

Yayin's eyes suddenly widened.

In an instant, Liu Ji seemed to hear six different voices speaking in Yayin's mouth at eight times the speed. A complex black magic circle instantly appeared behind and above Yayin's head, and then, dark lightning flashed towards Yayin. Fante blasted out, directly sending him flying out and hitting his head under the wine cabinet at the back. With a burst of shattering glass bottles and the crackling sound of lightning, the whole room was instantly in a mess.

"Fuck..." Liu Ji immediately made a universal cry to express his feelings.

Hao Bing was stunned, and the next moment, he turned around and ran out, shouting "Oh my god" and "I'm going to die".

Just when Liu Ji was wondering why he was running, suddenly, from the broken wine cabinet, accompanied by a roar, Fant lifted the debris on his head and leaned out.

The gold chain around his neck floated, the ring on his hand lit up, golden light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body was surrounded by golden lightning.

Exhaling a red mist, he stared at Ya Yin and asked in a low roar: "Where the hell did you come from? Are you looking for death?"

"Oh, sorry, I came here to talk business," Ya Yin put down the wand and curled her lips, "but you are so disgusting, I couldn't help it."

"Fuck you!" Fant roared, and the whole person turned into a ball of lightning and slammed into Ya Yin.

However, at the same time, a circle of magic circles around Ya Yin lit up, and invisible shackles instantly surrounded the lightning from all directions, locking it in mid-air in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Liu Ji had flashed in front of him.

Although he didn't know why they suddenly started fighting when they were obviously here to discuss business, but since Ya Yin had already made a move, he naturally didn't care so much, and punched the lightning in the air.

With a bang, the ball of lightning instantly exploded, revealing Fan Te hiding in the middle.

At that moment, Liu Ji could feel that his punch was off.

The constantly changing lightning obviously interfered with his judgment of the volume. This punch didn't hit the person at all, and only hit the outer layer of lightning.

At the same time, Fan Te seemed to have expected this, and showed a wicked smile.

The next moment, a toothpick-shaped concentrated lightning appeared on his fingertips.

He stabbed the fingertips fiercely, and instantly pierced into Liu Ji's body.

The next moment, countless lightning bolts burst out of Liu Ji's body and flowed wildly around him.

"Hum, hum, ah ah ah ah ah!"

Liu Ji sang the Three Hum Sutra in a very cooperative manner.

Then, he closed his mouth, with sparks and lightning all over his body, lowered his head calmly, and looked at Fante.

Fante was still proud when he heard Liu Ji's scream at first, but now he was stunned by Liu Ji's calm look.

"You, why are you not afraid of electricity?" he murmured.

"Because I'm insulated," Liu Ji said, and punched him in the head.

This punch hit him hard.

165. Two-in-one I often help some people who are lazy, please take off your clothes.

Liu Ji had to admit that his control of strength was still not up to standard.

Just now he felt that he had restrained his strength enough, but who knew that he was still killed by this guy's punch.

But unexpectedly, there was no commotion. The man standing at the door just came in and took a look, then stood back to his original position.

Liu Ji had thought that he was this man's younger brother, but now it seems that he is not the right person.

As for the dwarf who led the way before, he was completely scared away, and his figure could not be seen.

And the naked women who were originally in the room just ran out in the chaos, leaving only Liu Ji and the other two in the huge private room and a mess.

"Tsk, this guy is too vulnerable," Liu Ji kicked the dead body with his foot, feeling helpless, "I feel that the punch I just gave would not kill even the lowest-level dog team soldiers, right?"

"The dog team is also a regular army, these hooligans can't compare with them," Ya Yin walked up and pulled the curtain next to her to cover the eye-catching corpse, "Don't underestimate the dog team. In fact, if it weren't for the situation where their individual combat power was overwhelming, their combat power was enough to eat up ordinary army soldiers twice their number. They are fearless and well-equipped."

Liu Ji scratched his head and felt that it seemed to make sense.

Let's not talk about anything else, just talking about the cloak, in this world where long-range attacks, even bows and arrows, have to be enchanted to be competitive, their magic-free cloak on the battlefield is not much worse than the medieval plate armor, and that thing is not as bulky as plate armor.

"Then let's..." Liu Ji was halfway through his words, and suddenly, there was a tsunami of cheers from the side.

Turning his head, Liu Ji discovered that the window where Ya Yin had just pulled down the curtains had revealed an empty window that could see the stadium.

Out of curiosity, Liu Ji walked to the window and looked down.

Because of the cheers just now, he thought that some awesome gladiator had just won the game, or killed a monster, but when he really saw the scene below, he was dumbfounded.

In the circular arena, there was only a roaring beast and three desperately fleeing duelists, as well as a corpse that had been bitten into pieces.

In this situation, where did the cheers come from?

The people sitting on both sides were all well-dressed...

It’s not that they were dressed too well, but compared to the people Liu Ji and others met on the way here, what they wore was really called clothes.

Moreover, compared to those lifeless walking corpses, the people here all have clear eyes and brows, holding the tickets in their hands high, roaring, shouting, their blood boiling, and staring at the scene below with wide eyes.

If you look closely, you can see that a few of them are cursing at the people below, looking like a frustrated loser.

At this moment, another accident happened. One of the gladiators accidentally sprained his ankle on the uneven ground while running away. Although he adjusted himself back instantly, it can be seen that because of the ankle injury, his speed and body coordination dropped a level instantly.

The cunning monster did not miss this detail, and instantly determined the target and began to chase the gladiator.

Although the gladiator struggled with all his strength, in this small cage, facing a beast that was several times stronger than himself, how could he run away?

After dodging the beast's attacks several times, he was finally hit on the thigh by the giant claw.

The sharp claws cut like a scimitar, and his thigh and waist were instantly bleeding.

The deep wound that could be seen to the bone instantly took away his ability to move.

Then, he could only watch the fangs of the giant beast enlarge in his sight, and then bite off his head.

The crowd once again erupted in cheers like a tsunami.

This time the cheers were more enthusiastic than the last time, but the overall momentum was a little smaller.

Liu Ji clearly saw that another part of the people did not cheer this time, but joined the ranks of the frustrated losers and gamblers.

"Hmm... So that's it, betting on who will survive to the end," Liu Ji sighed, "Sure enough, the people sent here are used to die for these people to see and let them have fun."

"Disgusting," Ya Yin frowned and said.

"Indeed," Liu Ji nodded.

"Alas..." Ya Yin sighed, turned around and said, "Forget it, don't look at it, it's disgusting, let's go."

"No, since we are here, I feel uncomfortable staying in such a place," Liu Ji said.

"What do you think?" Ya Yin asked, turning her head, "You should know that if things get out of hand, it will be bad for us."

"I know, but it will definitely get out of hand," Liu Ji said, "but I have a way to hide us."

"What way?" Ya Yin asked.

"Well, this is not easy to explain. Let's do this," Liu Ji said, "Uh, you teach me a few words of the common language, just tell me how to pronounce it..."

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Afternoon.

At the entrance of the betting station, an old man with a turban, pale skin and a skinny figure staggered to catch up with the queue.

He was full of alcohol, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and looked drunk. He walked staggeringly. If it weren't for the fact that his clothes were made of high-quality workmanship, I'm afraid the casino security would have already driven him out as an ordinary drunkard.

However, in fact, his behavior was no different from that of an ordinary drunkard. As soon as he entered the team, he immediately leaned on the back of the person in front of him, and was immediately pushed away and scolded.

Unexpectedly, he was not angry after being scolded. He just stood there shakily, even with a silly smile on his face. After a while, he even suddenly stopped the person who scolded him, mumbling something vaguely while trying to pour wine into the person's mouth.

The man wanted to push the drunkard away quickly, but he suddenly found that the drunkard was so strong that his hand was as immovable as concrete. He struggled for a long time, and the drunkard poured two sips of strong wine before he finally broke free.

As soon as he broke free, the man didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and he didn't line up. He pointed at the drunkard and cursed, while shrinking and going to the end of the line, which was considered bad luck.

When other people saw this scene, they also avoided it, and kept several body positions in front and behind the drunkard, for fear of getting involved with him.