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A man quickly got out of the passenger seat of the car. He opened the door behind and held up an umbrella. At this time, an old man came out of the car. His short silver hair was raised up, and his square face was solemn. After careful decoration of his chin, a circle of beards added to him a bit of majesty. His eyes were sharp and his lips were tightly pursed, giving people a sense of unrestrained laughter.

Although he was over 60 years old, his waist was still straight, and his still strong body made him look at least ten years younger.

"Master, let's go here." The butler holding an umbrella said softly.

The old silver-haired man nodded and walked quietly into the building with the butler. In the lobby, an obese man greeted him and rubbed his hands and said, "Welcome, Mr. Horn. I didn't expect you to participate in this betting event, which is really surprising."

"Alstai, if you don't lose weight, your cardiovascular system will burst." The old man Horn said lightly.

The fat Alstey took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat and said, "I am just a little man. I work hard every day and don't have time to take care of my body. Mr. Horn, please come here, the activity is about to begin."

Alstoy, who looks like a sales manager, led Horn and his housekeeper to a private elevator. Although he is not astonishing, this man is the chairman of the Death Arena Preparatory Committee and the host of each Death Arena in the past decade. He also serves as the director of the Federal Finance Department. For such a person, there are not many guests who need him to personally welcome.

There are really not many.

The private elevator goes directly to the top floor. When the elevator door opens, it is not a training hall with multiple functions, but a banquet hall of 600 square meters. In terms of the specifications of the banquet hall, the area here is not the largest, but the decoration is first-class. From the statue of David at the entrance to the colorful Persian carpet; from the flaming angel picture decorated with stained glass on the dome, to the four Corinthian stone pillars that both bear the load and play a role in partitioning. The various decorative techniques make the banquet hall have a restrained luxury, which is completely in line with the popular aesthetics of the current aristocrats.

The housekeeper handed the umbrella to the waiter, and Lord Alstai Horn came to a relatively quiet corner. At this moment, the so-called betting activity had just begun. Under the lights of the hall, people gathered together in groups of three or three to talk in a low voice, or made loud comments. No one noticed that there was an extra Horn in the hall, and until a lady accidentally caught a glimpse, she cried out: "Isn't that Mr. Horn of Bethcod?"

Then he quickly filled up with a smile on his face and walked over in the most elegant posture. But before he could approach Horn, he asked the housekeeper to stop him: "Sorry, ma'am. My master hopes to be alone in peace."

An unnatural smile appeared on the woman's face, and she retreated with a little unwillingness. Then several men wanted to come forward to talk, but they were all stopped by the housekeeper. Today, the people who could stand in this banquet hall were also famous figures in Babylon. On weekdays, it was too late for others to curry favor with them, and they were rarely rejected.

But when Horn rejected, they could only dare to be angry but not speak out, but more of them were wry smiles and helplessness.

In the upper class of Babylon, although they are all called aristocratic class. However, aristocrats are just a general division, and in this circle, there are more harsh divisions. Ordinary people rarely know that in the so-called aristocrats, there are also hierarchies of wealthy families, aristocratic families and famous families. All of these three are families with a strong foundation that can be regarded as real aristocrats.

The Bethkod family is one of the famous families. Although the famous families are not as noble as the wealthy family, there is an insurmountable gap between them and ordinary nobles. What's more, Bethkod is not an ordinary famous family. After all, twenty years ago, this family was still among the aristocratic families, but because of a series of changes and another family emerged, they slipped from the ranking of the aristocratic families into the famous family.

That family is called Alexander!

At this time, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly became dark, and then the beam of the spotlight was concentrated on the small stage in front of the hall. Alstai stood on the stage like a TV show host, coughing lightly: "Good morning, gentlemen, ladies. Let's make a long story short, otherwise the damn light will soon spread a layer of oil to me. Perhaps it's really like an old friend said that Alstai should lose weight."

A kind chuckling sounded from the stage, and after a funny opening remark slightly adjusted the atmosphere in the hall, Alstai said: "As you all see, the death ring has begun, and the participating teenagers have also undergone two weeks of assessment. For you, their current ranking scores should have a certain reference value, so as usual, I guess the betting event will be held today. Please enjoy the grand carnival once every two years."

Alstai snapped his fingers, and the curtain of the stage behind him opened, revealing a large screen. The first thing that was displayed on the screen was the young man who ranked last. Alstai smiled and stepped down, and the other hosts were responsible for briefly introducing the young man participating in the competition to the nobles in the hall, so that they could better understand their betting targets.

The betting activity is one of the entertainment programs attached to the Death Arena, which is open to residents of the entire Babylonian floating island. To put it bluntly, it is a national gambling activity. The dealer behind the scenes is of course the federal government, which will further stimulate people's enthusiasm and play an interactive role. Of course, the participating teenagers can also make a profit from it.

For every teenager who is supported, they will be able to draw 1% of their dividends from the total bets. Their dividends will be distributed in the form of materials to help them obtain more favorable conditions in the competition. It can be said that betting activities are one of the main reasons why Babylonian residents are so enthusiastic about the death ring and an important fiscal revenue of the federal government.

Alstey walked to Horn, who was probably the only person in the banquet hall who was qualified to sit near Horn. Alstey called the waiter and asked them to serve the wine. After drinking with Horn, Fang said, "It seems that there are Mr. Horn's favorite goals among the little guys in this session?"

Horn smiled and nodded, Alstai couldn't help but say, "I don't know which little devil Mr. Horn is interested in?"

"You will know after a while." Horn said with a word like gold, and then he kept silent.

At this time, the host on the stage had briefly explained the information of the 21 teenagers and announced that he had begun to accept bets. Just as the others were still calculating the amount of investment and the corresponding returns, Horn glanced at the butler. The butler immediately understood and raised his hand and whispered: "We will invest in a ton of top-quality platinum for Allen players."

Artes next to him froze, then shook his head and said, "It turns out that Mr. Horn is interested in Allen. He is good, but don't forget that he is ranked first now. This position is not very favorable."

Artes is telling the truth. The interests of ranking first in the death ring are mixed. The advantage is that they receive a lot of material support to maximize their strength before the game. The disadvantages are also very obvious. In addition to being the target of public criticism, the top three teenagers will announce their coordinates to other teenagers at the beginning of the game.

In previous years, there are many precedents of being beaten up and killed after entering the field.

Generally speaking, it will be more stable to invest money in the second or third place. However, the odds of the top three are not high. If you want to make a lot of money, sometimes the dark horses with low rankings will be surprised.

Horn said calmly: "I have confidence in him."

Alstai nodded to the host, and then a 10 million federal currency injection suddenly appeared under Allen's avatar, which was equivalent to the market price of a ton of platinum. This number will be released to the entire Babylonian government credibility platform in real time, and all bettors can immediately see the changes in the investment of all young people.

Bethcoder's big move shocked the other nobles in the banquet hall. After all, tens of millions of federal coins are not a small amount. The applause suddenly sounded, and everyone looked back and several people entered through the door. Walking in front was a middle-aged man, his brown hair was fixed with wax and combed back to his head. The position of each hair was as if carefully calculated, showing meticulous quality. The text was first released.

The sea-blue eyes are filled with smiles, but if you look deeper, you will find that the person's pupils are actually a blue ocean of ice. The suit, handed down by a famous craftsman, is well-tailed, and the workmanship from the collar to the cuffs can withstand the most picky scrutiny. A black and white striped tie, while decorating and embellishing, further emphasizes the owner's efficient and practical temperament.

When he saw this man, Alstay smiled bitterly. This man was Horn's mortal enemy, Maine, the patriarch of the Alexander family.

Main said from afar: "Mr. Horn is really laughing. He only takes one ton of platinum. Others don't know about it, but I think Bethcod is rich and powerful. But in my recent annual statement, Bethcod's fiscal revenue has been reduced by 30% compared with the same period. Mr. Horn, this ton of platinum is not your old capital, right?"

Horn said calmly, "No matter how bad Bethcoder is, he is not lucky, so he is proud of his upstart."

It was actually a very impolite behavior to sit directly on the table between Horn's table, but he just sat for granted. Considering that the Alexander family had become a newcomer from the bottom of the family in just twenty years, no one dared to accuse Moine of it. Because this family is today, it is closely related to Moine, who took over the burden of the patriarch.

"Of course, everyone in Alexander can't compare to Mr. Horn's family background, but they can still get a little money." Main smiled and looked at the big screen, glanced at the avatars of many years, and finally said, "I think that boy named Ans is very pleasing to me, so I'll give me two tons of platinum."

Suddenly, the hall was in an uproar. As long as it was not blind, it could be seen that Main was provoking Horn.
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