At this time, there were only Curio holding Mitelne's style drawings left on the entire theater construction site, Anthony, and more than a dozen private slaves, standing beside the lifting equipment on the side of the venue, looking at the arrogant Li Bida, I wonder what this nouveau riche has done and dared to come here to disrupt the situation.

Curio was not afraid. He spoke clearly, raised the architectural drawings in his hand, and gave an order to Li Bida, "Pompey has entrusted me here, spending three hundred tarantes of the Curio family. If it's okay now, please leave as soon as possible, because your rudeness scares my worker - Marco!" As he said that, Anthony also pulled out his dagger and stood provocatively opposite Li Bida. Since his stepfather was hanged, he turned to Cretan-style decoration, wearing an embroidered thick thread cloak, and growing a thick beard, making his hooked nose more upright and masculine.

But Li Bida smiled, raised his hands peacefully, and shouted to Curio: "Why is this? If you told me earlier that you have a crush on the construction project of Pompei's Grand Theater, I will be beautiful in adulthood. I will not use my own secret means like you, and I will squeeze me away to the seat of the Commissioner of the Yunonian Colony."

Hearing this, Curio sneered and replied, "Sorry, I have no grudges to talk about you. Who cares about a nouveau riche who gets married to widows? A person like you is like a crucian carp in the city of Rome. However, Marco and I are almost thirty years old. Like your friend Brutu, we also need a rising channel. Brutu chose to study the Greek philosophy, and Marco and I chose engineering and military. I can tell you responsibly. As long as I earn the right money in this building, I will send Marco into the military camp. He is a natural fighter."

"Dear Antonius, I dare to ask you, how do you plan to enter the barracks and serve." Li Bida turned to ask Marco Antoni, and replied to the convenience that he might join the legion, or go to Cyprus to suppress the rebellion, or go to Egypt to help the Ptolemy twelve--I heard that the pharaoh had incited Pompey to seek the help of the Romans for him.

As a result, Li Bida shook his head and sneered. He waved his fingers and said that Curio and Anthony were purely crazy. It was more impractical to count on military careers in these two places than catching big lobsters on the coast of Afilica. Curio warned Li Bida with some anger not to speak nonsense, because he was not like Claudi, who was eating the other party's trick.

"Listen to both, I have found out that Anthonyus has accumulated debts of 250, tarent due to alcohol debts, gambling debts and romantic debts. And Curio, your father, the former consul, has deeply disliked your bad friend, who was originally boarding at your home. Now your father has enforced the family law and expelled him. Curio, this is the reason why you spared no effort to squeeze me, wanting to win political capital and resolve the debt and reputation crisis for your favorite Anthony.

Have you ever thought about how many years it will take for Pompeii to complete, and when will the construction of the colonial city of Uniónia be able to generate profits?" Li Bida then said mysteriously - don't rely on the setting sun of Cicero. Now I just need to say a little to Claudi, that guy will get out of Rome. Don't worry, I will verify it for you immediately. What's more, Curio, you are really confused about your alliance with him now. Don't forget that he killed Anthony's stepfather and asked Anthony to

My mother's heartbroken murderer, "I forgot to say that I can now reveal some words to you about the military operations of the Republic's expedition to Cyprus and Egypt. First of all, most of the elders simply disagree with this plan, and I am familiar with Li Xiliat, the chief virgin of the Kitchen Temple. She made it clear in the Sybil Prophecy Book that conquering Egypt is a huge disaster for the country. As long as I ask her to throw out this divination result, everything will be ruined; furthermore, the consul must be Caesar's father-in-law Bisso in the coming year

Yes, he was the one who decided this plan at that time, not Cicero at all. Besides, Ptolemy Twelve, who came to Rome for help, had spent nearly three thousand Tarant for this. Even if he could win the help of the Republic in the future to restore the country, the formation of the army would probably be based on volunteer employment, that is, who can enter and who cannot enter, I have the final say, because I am the biggest creditor of the Egyptian Pharaoh now!" As he said that, Li Bida arrogantly kept lit his chest with his fingers.

Now, it was Curio and Anthony's turn to remain silent. They knew the magnitude of Li Bida's words, especially Curio dragged the drawings that Pompey handed him, and didn't know what to say. He looked at Anthony who was extremely disappointed next to him, and his heart and expression were filled with guilt.

Li Bida, who took the initiative, smiled again. He stepped forward and grabbed the shoulders and arms of both of them without any grudges, lowered his voice and suggested: "You all know that what happened in Rome this year is what happened? It was Crassus, Caesar and Pompeii formed an alliance of three monsters. Crassus was responsible for money, Caesar was responsible for wisdom and struggle, and Pompeii was responsible for martial arts honors. These three monsters were united, allowing Cicero, Gatu and Bruce to be no match for everyone - why don't we imitate Fan and form a small alliance in the name of the younger generation. Then within twenty years, Rome must be in our control. Do you agree? Yes, plus Claudi, don't be stupid. He and Anthony, you have to learn from Caesar, see how that bald man became a beauty and finally get help to enter the Temple of Concorde."

In the secret room of the Domubo Bistro, there were singing and dancing, and wine glasses were intertwined. Anthony was happily eating a fried platter made of pig's tender internal organs. A string of oily sausages were shaking in his mouth. Li Bida, who was still raising his glass to greet him, asked vaguely: "I want to win the commandership of the Egyptian Legion."

"Yes, the troops and funds, and the plan are all handled. Dear Anthonyus, you only need to stab the fighting sword into the belly of the dark-skinned Egyptians to win the spoils and glory." Li Bida dried up all the wine in the wine glass, and Duomufen was flirting with Anthony. She clamped a long skewer with her big breasts, let Anthony smile and draw it with her hands, then mixed the fragrance and sweat of her skin, stuffing the tasted delicacies into her mouth.

"I want to take revenge! You are right, take revenge to Cicero who betrayed my stepfather and the stinky bitch Princia!" This was Anthony's second request.
Chapter completed!