Chapter 228: Leopard Qi Ying

"Ao..."

Meng Hu, who had recovered his consciousness, naturally couldn't help but be imprisoned. He immediately struggled wildly with his arms. When the two guards rushed over after hearing the news, they saw that the muscles on Meng Hu's arms were already tilted, and the veins like earthworms were crawled on it. The ancient skin seemed to be full of explosive power, and the shackles that held his limbs were also pulled and squeaked. The iron chains that locked the shackles were also tightened. Although the iron chains were as thick as arms, they seemed to be broken.

The two guards suddenly became nervous. Although they were not soldiers of the empire, they had heard of the reputation of tigers and knew the power of tigers. They thought that if the iron chain on the edge was really broken by the tiger, then the first one was the two brothers. At that moment, one of the guards began to roar in panic: "Come on, come on, come on..."

Before the guard finished yelling a word, he felt his throat being pinched. The second half of the words suddenly stopped and could not shout out again.

Two figures hidden in the wide black robe had appeared behind the two guards at some point. One of the black robe stretched out his dry right hand, and his fingers that looked so dry that they were powerless, pinching the guard's throat and lifting it up without any effort. The guard was also a seven-foot-tall man, weighing at least 200 pounds, but in the hands of the thin black robe, it seemed like a scarecrow.

"What are you calling? The iron chain is made of fine iron and cannot be broken."

Just as the guard was about to die, the thin man in black robe suddenly let go of his five fingers, and the guard's body fell heavily back to the ground. He struggled to turn over and sit up and then he retching for a while before he gradually recovered his breathing. At this time, the guard next to him woke up as if he was dreaming. He wanted to come to help, but he did not dare to act rashly. He could only look at the two men in black robe who suddenly appeared tremblingly.

The man in black robe snorted lightly and ordered in a hoarse voice: "Go outside and wait, and no one is allowed to come in for half an hour."

The two guards were relieved and walked sideways around the two men in black robe, heading out of the prison room.

At this time, Meng Hu had stopped struggling meaninglessly. As the man in black said, the iron chains that locked his limbs were indeed made of fine iron. Even when he was full of energy, he might not be able to break it. What's more, he hasn't eaten for many days now. With his only pitiful physical strength, he doesn't have to think about it anymore. No matter how hard he struggles, he will just waste his energy.

"sand."

The man in black robe who had just pinched the guard suddenly lifted the black robe on his body, revealing an old and dry face.

Meng Hu glanced at it and didn't recognize it, but this man was obviously a martial arts master. Although his face looked old and dry, his every move did not have the old posture that the elderly should have. Instead, he gave people a full sense of vitality. Obviously, this man had this outer leopard because he had practiced some special martial arts. Just like a person who practiced iron-headed skills all year round, his head would become big and square.

Almost at the same time, the man in black robe next to him also lifted up the black cloak covering his body, but he was a majestic and handsome young man, but the heroic face of the young man seemed a little distorted at this time, and his bright eyes also showed a heart-pounding vicious look. When he looked at Meng Hu, he was like a poisonous snake who discovered a delicious prey, showing ferocious appearance.

"Han Feng!" Meng Hu felt cold in his heart, "It's you?"

This year was indeed Han Feng. The eldest grandson of Han Shuo, the former chief senator of the Senate who had already stepped down, was also a hard-core suitor to Princess Chaoxia Meng Yan. At the cocktail party of the Yan Palace, the two had a dirty fight, but at that time Meng Hu was an imperial hero and a guest of honor for King Yan Meng Ke. But now Meng Hu has become a traitor to the empire and a prisoner.

"Meng Hu, didn't expect it?" Han Feng said with a grim smile, "I didn't expect you to be today, did you?"

Meng Hu curled his lips and ignored Han Feng again. However, looking at Han Feng's expression and listening to his tone, Meng Hu knew what he was doing today. Although Meng Hu has become a prisoner and has heavy shackles on his limbs, he is not born to be slaughtered. He will never sit and wait for death until the last moment. Therefore, although Meng Hu has no reaction on the surface, he is already accumulating strength in secret.

Seeing that Meng Hu did not respond, Han Feng couldn't help but groaned, and then said, "Meng Hu, Meng Hu, I think about how glorious you were in the Yan Prince's Mansion and how arrogant you were. But now? Are you arrogant, let me show you a little arrogant? Believe it or not, I will kick your egg off and feed it to the dog? Hey, don't you not believe it, you shouldn't be snatching a woman with me! What is Princess Han Xia's identity? How can you be worthy of this little guy? Bah!"

Han Feng said that, feeling that he was not relieved enough, so he immediately kicked Meng Hu in the crotch.

Meng Hu was waiting for this moment. His feet suddenly weighed up. Han Fengfei kicked him in vain. His toes suddenly kicked the hard bluestone wall. Han Feng suddenly snorted and was about to retract his right foot. It was too late. Meng Hu's legs were separated and he tightened his legs. He clamped Han Feng's right foot and left with force. Han Feng suddenly felt a powerful force coming from his legs. His right foot was pinched and felt a severe pain, as if he was about to be crushed. He couldn't stand his foot anymore and screamed and crashed into the bluestone wall next to him.

The man with dry black robe guarding next to him suddenly changed his face. He shouted softly and was too late to rescue him. After Meng Hu turned Han Feng to the right, he turned his right foot very skillfully and stepped on Han Feng. Although Meng Hu's limbs were locked by shackles and iron chains, it only limited his range of movement. When his body was pressed against the bluestone wall, his limbs still had a certain range of movement, so he easily controlled Han Feng, the ignorant playboy.

"Click!"

Meng Hu stepped heavily on Han Feng's throat, and Han Feng's neck bone suddenly made a crisp sound. The man with dry black robe was shocked and dared not act rashly. He hurriedly reached out and shouted: "Stop, don't hurt my young master!"

At this point, the man in the dry black robe did not dare to persuade him no matter how much he relied on his martial arts. After all, Han Feng was stepped on by others. Meng Hu only needed a little force to his toes, and Han Feng immediately had a broken neck and his bones and died on the spot.

Meng Hu stopped Han Feng and had no interest in quarrel with Han Feng. He immediately ordered the man with black robe to say, "It is not difficult for your young master to survive. Go and go to the guards outside to find the key. As long as you find the key and untied the shackles on the general's hands and feet, I will swear in the name of the Goddess of Light and never hurt your young master a hair!"

The man in the dry black robe said coldly: "Do you think I am a fool? You are a traitor of the Empire. If I really let you go, I will be an traitor of the Empire immediately. Don't say that my young master will not survive, even the entire Han family will have to be in trouble!"

Meng Hu was no longer willing to say more nonsense to this man with dry black robe, and said very coldly: "I count to three. If I count to three, you don't go to find the key, then the general will immediately break the kid's neck, one...two..."

When counting "two", Meng Hu's eyes had already revealed a strong murderous intent. When his right foot exerted a little force, Han Feng's neck bone made another giggling sound, as if he could not bear this powerful force at any time. Poor Han Feng was stepped on his throat, and he wanted to struggle but couldn't exert force, and he could only wait for the arrival of the god of death in fear.

"Wait a moment!"

Just when Meng Hu was about to count to "three", the man in the dry black robe finally couldn't hold on anymore and hurriedly reached out and shouted, "I'm going to find you the key now, and then go!"

After saying that, the man with dry black robe turned around and rushed toward the outside of the cell. However, less than two seconds after the man with black robe walked out of the cell, he suddenly returned to the cell. Meng Hu suddenly looked up and found that the man with dry black robe was not walking back, but flew back, and seemed to have been kicked back to the cell with one kick. He first hit the wall made of bluestone heavily, and then slid to the ground against the wall. From beginning to end, the man with dry black robe could not make a sound. After sliding to the ground, he twitched a few times and then stopped moving. Obviously, he was dead to death.

Under Meng Hu's cold eyes, three figures wrapped in a black cloak walked in slowly.

Meng Hu's pupils suddenly began to shrink and he said in a deep voice: "Shi Miyuan!?"

The man shook his hand and threw the cloak on his body, and said with a smirk: "Hehe, I am worthy of being the brave general Meng Hu, who is unrivaled in the world. His scheming is even more profound. He can still create miracles in such a desperate situation. If I come a little late, I might be really going to be escaped. It's a pity, it's a pity, you, Meng Hu, are not lucky, but in the end you can't escape from the palm of your master."

Meng Hu relaxed his right leg slightly, and Han Feng, who was trampled on the ground, screamed: "Save me, save me, save me..."

After only letting Han Feng shout half a word, Meng Hu stepped on Han Feng's throat and shouted grimly: "Shi Miyuan, aren't you afraid that I will kill Han Feng? Han Feng is the eldest grandson of the chief veteran Han said. He really dies at the feet of this general. If you look back and see Han, you are afraid that it is not easy to explain, right?"

"Hahaha..." Shi Miyuan suddenly laughed to the sky, "Meng Hu, you are a figure, but you actually used Han Feng as a pig to threaten my master? Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, Han said that he is no longer a chief senator. Now the chief senator of the Senate is my master, so if you want to kill Han Feng, just kill him, and I will never stop him."

Meng Hu couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. He stepped on this foot, and hesitated for a moment.

Shi Miyuan smiled sinisterly and turned around and ordered the two attendants behind him, "General Meng Hu actually hesitated. It's really disappointing. Well, you can help him solve this problem."

Two servants wearing black cloaks raised their hands at the same time when they heard this, and a cold light flashed.

Before Meng Hu could react, the sound of sharp blades and flesh had already sounded from under his feet. When he looked down quickly, he saw that two crossbow arrows had been inserted into the vital points of Han Feng's vest. Judging from the position, these two crossbow arrows probably penetrated Han Feng's heart. Even if the goddess of light descended, Han Feng, the young man, was afraid that he would not be able to survive. Meng Hu let go of his right foot, Han Feng struggled as if he wanted to turn over and sit up, but in the end he fell back to the ground, and then twitched for a few times and there was no sound.

Meng Hu was so anxious that Shi Miyuan was indeed a ruthless character in his killing decision. Han Feng was Han’s favorite eldest grandson. The Han family was also a famous family in the empire. Although the power was not as big as the Ye family, it had a great influence in the Senate. However, Shi Miyuan actually killed him as soon as he said he wanted to kill, without even blinking his eyebrows, as if he was killing a trivial mouse.

Shi Miyuan seemed to have guessed Meng Hu's shock and said in a slight smile: "Meng Hu, you don't need to be surprised. Although my master has some methods, he dare not kill Han Feng for no reason. After all, my master's foundation in Luojing is still shallow, and Fan Buye cannot get along with such a big family as the Han family. However, if someone quarrels, the situation will be different. How could this kind of good thing that can take the opportunity to weaken the strength of the Han family and also blame you? Anyway, Meng Hu, you are already in prison, and you will only have a good life for three or five months at most, and you don't care about taking such a blame for more, right? Hehehe..."

Meng Hu said coldly: "Shi Miyuan, I advise you to do it now, so as not to have too many dreams."

"Are you trying to die quickly?" Shi Miyuan smiled indifferently, "How could this master let you get what you want?"

Meng Hu said calmly: "I hope you don't regret it then."

"I never regret doing things." Shi Miyuan said this and suddenly smiled sinisterly, "But then again, Meng Hu, you are a famous general after all, so during the period when you are suppressed until you are finally dead in the fighting arena, in addition to not giving you personal freedom, I will do my best to meet all your requirements, wine, food, and women. As long as you propose it, I will satisfy you!"

Meng Hu said calmly: "No need. I never need to give charity to others if I want anything. I have good hands and feet, and I will take whatever I want by myself!"

"Hehe, okay, with courage, I am worthy of being a powerful general." Shi Miyuan smiled sinisterly, "But I want to see who will laugh to the end."

After saying that, Shi Miyuan turned around and ordered the two guards behind him, "From today on the road, you will be here for our master. Apart from fighting, Meng Hu will never be allowed to step out of this cell, nor will anyone enter this cell for any reason. If you meet a noble family like Han Feng who dares to break into the cell, you will be killed without mercy. Have you heard it clearly?"

The two guards responded with a loud bang: "I heard it clearly."

Shi Miyuan nodded with satisfaction, turned around and smiled at Meng Hu, "Meng Hu, I hope you can perform well in the arena later. Also, today your opponent is leopard Qiying. This guy is known as the number one warrior of the leopard tribe. He can capture the saber-toothed giant tiger alive and tear mammoth elephant. I believe that this will inevitably be a wonderful battle. The people of the imperial capital have good fortune, hehe..."

Above the cell where Meng Hu was imprisoned was the circular arena in the south of Luojing.

This grand arena is not only a huge entertainment facility, but also a huge prison where the most ferocious prisoners of the Empire are imprisoned.

Leopard Qiying has been detained in a prison underground in the Grand Arena for three years.

Over the past three years, Qi Ying has participated in thousands of gladiators in the Grand Arena, spending almost every day in iron and blood. At least tens of thousands of gladiators died under him. The most exaggerated time was that more than 200 barbarians from a small tribe in the Great Wilderness attacked him at the same time, but the final result was that in less than a meal, these more than 200 barbarians were killed by Qi Ying.

Qi Ying is a savage from the Leopard tribe, and the Leopard tribe is a large race second only to the Semitic tribe in the Death Desert.

Legend has it that the Leopard tribe was once a mountain tribe living in the eastern province of the Glorious Empire. Later, the power of the Glorious Empire expanded, and the Leopard tribe was expelled from the fertile eastern plains and forced to migrate into the barren and hot desert of death. From then on, the Leopard tribe formed enemies with the Glorious Empire and conquered for generations, endlessly.

During a battle with the Glorious Imperial Army, Qi Ying was injured and captured, and since then he became a gladiator in the Lojing Arena.

The opening time of the good show is approaching, and the small and small boxes on the north side of the Grand Arena are now filled with gorgeous princes and nobles. Almost all the well-known figures in the city of Luojing have come. In the hearts of these nobles, it would be a shameful thing to not attend such a grand entertainment event. Therefore, even if they miss the tryst of lovers, they will never miss today's gladiator performance.

Amid the cheers of hundreds of thousands of people in the imperial capital, an old man in Chinese clothes hurriedly climbed the rostrum on the north side, first turned around and bowed to the imperial emperor Meng Yan, who was sitting in the largest private room in the center, then turned around and shouted at the loudspeaker in front of him: "Dear Your Majesty the Emperor, respected gentlemen, ladies, and great citizens, let us welcome the invincible... leopard with the warmest cheers!"

"Leopard!"

"Leopard!"

"Leopard!"

The people in the stands on all sides cheered like a tsunami.

Many young girls even began to scream loudly, screaming while unbuttoning the thin Luo Shang on their bodies, revealing the pair of plump breasts on their chests, hoping that the leopard Qi Ying would bite. The Glorious Empire advocated force, and the young girls were very willing to be kidnapped by Kong Wu's powerful and strong hornet fighters riding on them.
Chapter completed!