69 The troll who came to the door (first update, four updates today)

High-level slaves have never lived much better in history than ordinary people.

For example, a high-level gladiator, a slave who can win a lot of gold coins for his master is a chicken that lays golden eggs in various senses. Will the slave owner whip, oppress, or even kill them for no reason? Only ghosts can. Sometimes such slaves can even enjoy the same kind of slaves as their masters, and even enjoy better treatment in the arena.

In fact, as long as you are a gladiator, it basically means you have entered the national civil service level treatment, with specific jobs every month, with bonus bonuses for winning the game, professional surgeons, massage doctors and cosmeticians (many ladies like this tone). There are even exclusive personnel who give you some desires - yes, these are true. If you are in Rome, after you win several victories, you will even specially reward you with a small shrine you believe in (regardless of whether it is a Roman god or not).

Therefore, many ordinary citizens began to yearn for the life of gladiators, and even many nobles volunteered to participate in this activity - of course, they did not necessarily have to sell themselves, but also in the form of contractual battles. So... will the gladiator die? What a joke? It is not the kind of gladiator who really wants to see blood. The sacred gladiator will not let their people die because of one failure. In general, it is nothing but three things.

As for female slaves not easily becoming gladiators (but there are many weird ones), their value lies in their bodies (no difference from men).

If you are a beautiful female slave, you will be trained at a very young age. This is also true in ancient China. The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are like ladies from a family, but they are actually prostitutes - just very high-level prostitutes.

It is obvious that the goblin in front of Li Wei now regarded Li Wei as his master and as a prisoner - and the kind of prisoner who needs to be offered up.

"I said...the green-skinned short."

Li Wei looked at the goblin in front of him in entanglement and said, "Speak without leaving any room for himself? - If you have nothing to do, just leave quickly."

"That's it! - I Ultrarant? Who is the sharp blade?" The goblin looked up at Levi, as if he was regarded as a compliment - the green-skinned dwarf said nothing in his ears: "Buying and trading always focuses on mutual benefit - 15,000 gold coins, tall Mr. Undead, don't hesitate anymore. Even the black market transactions between Stormwind and Orgrimmar will definitely not be higher than this price! Look, if you want-"

"I mean, do you have a pot here?"

"?"

"—If there is, I will stew you; if there is no, I will bake you——I will widen your golden dog eyes and look at it! How come this m looks like a female slave?——And, I am the Death Knight, not a tall undead."

The magic circle of death and withering rose from the ground, and the dazzling blood-red marks a creepy light - it also looks so gorgeous and colorful under the scorching sun.

The same bad ones were the goblin who was talking to him, and the troll bodyguard who had just seen something bad or was about to escape or rushed up.

All the chemical reactions arose on the body, turning into a pool of flesh, mud, blood.

"Tsk, I feel that my temper has become worse and worse recently. It is hard to say that it is not Long Aotian's fate if this continues."

Li Wei took a deep breath - even dead people need to breathe.

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"We want to have a meal, too."

“We have life, too.”

“Our lives are precious, and we hate racists very much.”

A group of trolls stood in front of Li Wei, and it looked like they were chatting with Li Wei. But it was obvious that they were not here to chat about family matters, because they were carrying all kinds of guys.

The troll who was taught by Li Wei was like Li Wei, just like the elders looking at the younger generation - Li Wei is now living in the best hotel in the arena. Of course, this is better to be relatively speaking. Although it is only one floor and it is a stone building, it is said that after special treatment of medicine, there are absolutely no insects or mice here. This is enough - on the stone stool opposite the stone table in his stone room, Mr. Troll, who bent over and was taller than Li Wei, talked about social security issues for a long time with him.

"Yeah, yeah, you're right."

Li Wei nodded and said, "No rules can be achieved without a circle, but - why do you ask me this question? Want to discuss life with me?"

"Of course not, I just want to say to this undead gentleman." The troll was very polite, and there was a big gap between it and the ogre that Li Wei thought: "Sir, for violating the local public security regulations - you were arrested."

"Oh, I'll say it earlier." Li Wei suddenly realized and held down the difficult br beside him: "Okay, I won't cause you any trouble, I'll leave now."

As he said that, Li Wei raised his legs and was about to leave.

"Crazy."

The troll warriors all provoked their weapons and pointed them at Li Wei, a small thirty-square-meter house, so they naturally couldn't get in so many trolls. In fact, the entire hotel was surrounded.

"Don't leave as long as you want, otherwise we will not be able to get over the face, right?" The troll leader was still very polite: "I don't know what you think, but I hope that Mr. Dead understands that - Gulabashi Arena is not a place where you want to come and go as long as you want. In Stranglethorn Valley, as long as there are trolls, then Gulabashi Arena has some say. Especially - my Zugli? King is still a little famous-"

Jin is a surname that can only be used by the troll leader, but Li Wei has lost expectations for this blue skin that is two meters tall.

"Ah, what do you think you should do?" Li Wei asked, "Aren't there just a few human traffickers dead? I don't think it's all."

"Yes, yes, yes, nothing - but, goblin venture capital firms have opinions." The troll named Zugli? King shook his head and sighed: "They are our big customers and often invest in a lot of things. As a large enterprise throughout Azeroth, I think I shouldn't mess with them."

"Oh... So that's it." Li Wei realized this time, and immediately, a smile appeared on the pale face of the undead.

The troll laughed was very upset.

"Even in another world, you have to fight for your father and backstage. You didn't say it earlier." Li Wei said, taking out his backstage.

"brush!"

A dark long sword, shrouded in the red halo of death, was pulled out.

If you look closely, it is not a red halo, but two red balls are constantly surrounding the tip of the sword, just like a greedy snake chasing the snake with its head biting.

Looking closely, it was not a red ball - the ball was not fast - but two red skeletons!

"This is my backstage."

Facing the group of trolls who had already drawn their knife on the opposite side, Li Wei didn't plan to say anything: "Did you see clearly?"

"See clearly—" Zurg King obviously only stayed in the south: "But, what is this?"

"The exclusive item of the Death Knight - the Talisman Sword." Li Wei said lightly: "My backstage is the Lich King - how about it? Are you scared?"

boom!

In an instant, it seemed like the pot was blown up. Even Zulge Jin seemed to understand now - yes, from the moment I checked the accident site, I felt that the evil spirit was so heavy that it was not in line with common sense. Now it seems that it was the evil talisman that was done? Yes, the undead seemed to be using the talisman weapon-

What would be the one that can use talisman weapons? Azeroth has many answers for you to choose from: Death Knight, Death Knight, Death Knight.

"——But we are now separated from the Lich King, otherwise I wouldn't have listened to your ink here." After Li Wei ran halfway across the troll, he pretended to be: "I am now from the Black Knights - goblins and so on. The so-called goblin venture capital company is just a cloud. As long as we wave our hand-"

Li Wei followed Zhuge's appearance and waved his hand: "Even if it is their headquarters in the Secret Blue Island, we can let them be wiped out!"

"Catch it! All of them are arrested--these guys are talking nonsense!"

Zurg Jinxian, he seemed to be no longer a cannon fodder at the forefront. Of course, he knew what would happen if the guy in front of him was the Death Knight. But - he was betting.

Li Wei sighed—he only planned to sleep here, but his confused itinerary was disrupted. It seemed that he could only kill the trolls in front of him and quickly headed to the trolls' airship to set sail—

However, at that moment, Li Wei was stunned.

So much so that he even forgot to stop the br beside him, who had already flew over and kicked out the trolls who were rushing towards Levi - and kicked out from the marble wall.

"Wait - let's use the easiest way to solve the problem."

Li Wei blocked the sword of Zurg Jin, who was about to kill the shocked sword, and said with a smile: "After all, it seems that the troll in front of him has surrendered to the ancestor of the tribe - then, there is no need for us to cause any unpleasantness before going to Orgrimmar... Hey, although we are disdainful, we can solve it with the old method - we, gladiator."

Tsk, I don’t believe that there are any non-top elite B N in this world who can fight against me.

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Chapter completed!