Curio shouted that his shameful political enemies were coming. They wanted to use bloody means to stop me from speaking. He jumped off the podium and ran away under the escort of the armed slaves hired by the Senate. Many citizens were shouting and still waving flags for Curio's vote just now. One of the old ladies, who was about seventy years old, had never had the right to vote as a woman, had one eye blind, squeezed the wrinkles on her face, shriveled her mouth, and used the remaining one-eyed light, with an exaggerated expression, and insisted

Standing by the wall of the club, he shouted to Caesar's opponents, "What are you afraid of? When the dictator Sula led his army to attack the gate of Principe, I was standing on the roof of my own cavalry, smashing things and throwing torches at the big-headed soldiers. Now you will tell us what Claudius and Libidaus, and ask him to come with his army. I am not afraid of them. If they dare not, everyone will sit in the assembly hall of the people until this country makes way for our people."

Citizens gave the old lady warm applause, but in the smoke and dust and noise, they saw the Claudi Party holding wooden spears and iron rods getting closer and closer to the club. Many people ran and looked back and applauded and fled the club. Only the old lady was old and deaf and dazzled, and she didn't believe that the other party could do anything excessive to her, because her whole family was "professional voters", and she usually relied on inciting street movements and selling votes for a living, so she was extremely confident. "A country should be ruled by citizens as they pleased", which was her creed. In the end, she found that in the sand on the road, in the club full of garbage, she was alone, quietly surrounded by thousands of evil spirits.

She was still waving her skinny arms loudly and demonstrating and cursing at these people, but these were just verbal meanings. She was ready to leave, holding the wall with her back and holding the wall, and continued to turn around and curse as she walked.

Until a gladiator hired by Li Bida, after receiving a tacit expression, suddenly chased after him and pointed the old lady's shoulders and arms with an iron rod. The old lady's frightened look was instantaneous. Her arms were broken, but she still hadn't reacted yet. What had changed in the tradition of this country, but she was unable to scold anything, because her broken arm was hanging on her shriveled chest. She crawled and shrank under the mountain wall of the small temple. "Don't think

What kind of character is this old woman? When the elites and soldiers bleed for the Republic, she and her whole family were like maggots, attached to their heroic corpses, eating the flesh and blood of the heroes, and chatting endlessly." Claudi said viciously, "If this group of scum succeeds, and through this plan, support the army of Pompey who is idle in Italy and Spain, it is a abandonment of the soldiers of Caesar, which is the shame of the entire Republic. Kill her, I say so as the guardian of the civil servants!"

Everyone rushed forward and punched the old lady. When her family ran to the entrance of the club alley to see this tragic scene, the bones and skin on her body had been beaten to nothing. The old lady's shrill scream made her sons frightened her to escape home, then packed up some property, and escaped from Rome like the wind, for fear of Claudi's bloody revenge. After beating for half a day, the Claudi Party slowly spread out, and the old lady in the pool of blood was still moaning and crawling. She struggled to look up.

Seeing the surrounding buildings, she was full of hope. The scene of citizens holding weapons and shouting slogans to rescue her did not appear at all. How long did the hallucinations in the past deceive her? It was easy for a powerful person to seize the life of an ant like her, but now this kind of awareness was at the cost of how painful it was. She could only drag her broken hand and shout her son's name, but no one came out to stop all this. Only those street hooligans followed her, constantly mocking and insulting her.

"Don't think that she has given birth to three sons, so she doesn't have to enjoy the shame of death." Claudi said coldly, and several gangsters immediately pressed and wrapped the old lady's head with linen, then set fire to burn her head. The other party moved for a while like a struggled shrimp, and finally died miserably.

At this moment, on the side of the meeting hall of the People's Association, Terry Ali and Ignagius also came with a large number of gladiators, "It's indeed Pompei's back command, bastard!" Claudi jumped onto the pillar of the club and howled with his teeth. Li Bida slowly hid behind the queue, constantly slapped the shoulders and backs of all those running forwards, and pointed at the meeting hall of the People's Association, which was about to turn into a fierce battle, shouting, "Everyone later received a reward of thirty dinars, and the injured were doubled!"

The quarrel lasted for a long time and was not over. The casualties lie all over the entire ruined assembly hall. From the residential areas or slums of the seven hills of Rome, people continued to join the battle group with weapons. The temples and shopping streets were affected and burned. In the end, Terri and Claudi also withdrew from the battlefield with blood, declaring that the "battle" was not decided and ended without embarrassment.

At night, in the Villa Pulaima, in the courtyard wall that Li Bida specially reinforced and thickened, Claudi wiped his blood and sweat, surrounded by everyone, passed through the highly guarded door, and came to the fountain under the flower corridor to wash his hands. Li Bidaze, on the other side, lay on the stone chair, listening to Habaruka and Kelly calculating the amount he needed to spend today.

In the other corner, Curio leaned on another stone chair with some melancholy, watching the musician's flute and harp. Seeing Claudi entering, he smiled politely, "The whole city of Rome is full of fire. If the people fighting for life know that the three of us actually hold a small party here, it would be hard for me to imagine that such terrible consequences."

"There is nothing to be scary. Pompei and Caesar are still brothers and son-in-law, right? Don't look at the streets so lively, but Pompei is still concerned about this. He is a person who attaches great importance to trivial feelings and is afraid that some people will accuse him of his betrayal of Caesar, so now we are the only ones who are left to act in the front desk." After hearing the accounts, Li Bida stood up with a smile and walked in the courtyard. The gold badge of "Amborodes" should not be very conspicuous on his robe.

"The law is always based on human favors. Didn't you, the ex-adoptive father, start your business by marrying a widow?" Claudi sat down, tore a roasted turtledove in his hand, and threw the torn meat on his butt to Mattia beside Li Bida, and said.

"Don't throw him such flesh, he is not a slave!" Li Bida said, and then suddenly said, "When talking about widows, why is no one paying attention to the inheritance of the Crasso family? His family also has a Takanalia, the widow of the little Crasso."
Chapter completed!