At night, under the illumination of the moonlight, the body of the Hades rushed into the sky from the iron net, listening in all directions, looking for any useful information.
Although Lao Chen had already had dinner, he didn't go anywhere. He was waiting for something in his room, always looking very worried.
"Sir..." A voice came from outside the room, followed by someone outside knocking on the door.
"Come in" Old Chen said hurriedly.
The two guards opened the door and walked in. Lao Chen looked at the two men and moved his body that had been sitting still. It seemed that only then did he feel that his buttocks were a little numb due to the posture, and his mouth
He asked: "How is things going? Have you found some skilled slaves? Have you screened out the thin ones?"
The guard who came up with the idea stepped forward and said to Lao Chen: "Please don't worry, sir. We have been searching for them one by one since the afternoon. Only then have we looked at all the slaves. There will be no leaks. It is useless to choose too many people."
, so a total of 10 slaves have been selected. Now you can go and take a look and choose the best one."
Old Chen nodded, "Well... you two have worked hard today, but this is a matter directly assigned by the king, and we will see the results tomorrow. For our own sake, we cannot be careless about this matter. Since we have selected 10
A slave, have you discussed it with their slaves? These slave owners are here for money, and the price must be negotiated."
The guard continued: "We have all gone to find the slave owners. Now we have imprisoned them in the same cell. The number plates have been assigned and there will be no mistakes. Whose slave will be used will be given gold coins. We are just waiting for the adults.
Go and choose.”
"Okay" Old Chen stood up and said, "Let's go take a look."
The guard led the way, and Lao Chen followed to the cell on the first floor. "Is it right here?" Lao Chen asked.
"Sir," the guard explained: "It's convenient for you to choose here. If it were in the cell below, wouldn't it be a waste of your time."
Old Chen said with satisfaction: "Thoughtful, okay...let me take a look." Old Chen took a few steps forward, stood outside the cell door, and looked inside carefully. There were 10 people in total. "Not bad." Old Chen praised
He kept looking around, his eyes constantly scanning.
The 10 slaves inside were all strong, with fierce eyes showing, and they seemed to have experienced a lot of fighting.
"Stand up and let me take a look," Lao Chen said in a commanding tone.
"Stand up." The guard knocked on the cell door with the double-sided ax in his hand, reminding the slaves inside to be obedient.
Although the slaves inside were very reluctant, they still stood up and looked at Old Chen one by one.
Old Chen nodded slightly, "They are not small, both are over 1.9 meters tall. It shouldn't be a problem to deal with Hawking, Ruth and his daughter." As he spoke, Old Chen searched for something in their eyes one after another, and suddenly found the most fierce look in them.
One of them raised his finger and pointed out, "It's up to you. I'll send you out tomorrow."
The guard immediately looked over and remembered the slave's appearance. "My lord, remember it. We will separate him in a while. As soon as the king comes tomorrow, we will take him in."
"Yes." Old Chen breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he chose the opponents of Hawking and Ruth, he felt half at ease. "I'll leave the rest to you."
"Yes, sir." The guard responded and prepared to separate the slave selected by Old Chen.
Lao Chen returned to his room. His nerves had been tense since Sorbonne left. Now he relaxed and felt like he wanted to rest early. He sat down on the bed and prepared to lie down.
At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, and the figure of Emperor Hades walked in and closed the door.
Old Chen was startled, stood up suddenly, and stared at the Hades Emperor, "Who are you? Slave owner? This is not the place you should be, get out quickly."
"I heard them calling you Sir" Pluto Emperor asked: "Are you the manager here?"
Old Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said warily: "From what you said, it seems that you are not a slave owner, but that you are here to cause trouble."
"Hehe..." Pluto Emperor curled his lips and smiled, "You have no fault for me to find, I'm here to talk to the steward about something."
"Hmph." Lao Chen didn't like strangers breaking into his room. He moved his feet and rushed out. "Ah~~~" He jumped into the air, stretched out his arms, and punched the Hades Emperor.
"Pah!" Old Chen's fist hit the Pluto Emperor's palm. "Looking for death." Old Chen had already shown his angry face and burst out with purple fighting spirit. His body in the air kicked up towards Pluto Emperor. "Pah!" There was another soft sound.
There was a sound, Lao Chen's kick was knocked back by Pluto Emperor's gentle tap with his hand.
Lao Chen fell to the ground at this time, and stood on the ground looking at Emperor Pluto in surprise. He only heard Emperor Pluto in front of him say: "The level of a great swordsman, um... can be regarded as a steward, I think you can't be wrong.
.”
Old Chen hurriedly asked: "Who are you? Why can you bounce my attacks out of thin air?"
"Don't be so surprised." Pluto Emperor patted Lao Chen on the shoulder. "I didn't come here to hurt you. I want to talk to you about something. Tomorrow, you don't have to arrange for anyone else to be the opponent of Hawking, Ruth and his daughter. I will appear tomorrow."
, I will be their opponent.”
"What?" Lao Chen wondered if he had heard wrongly. A person who could deflect his own fighting spirit attacks out of thin air wanted to ask to appear tomorrow, to be the opponent of Stephen Hawking and Ruth's father and daughter, and to appear on the stage.
It means that you are a slave, and you must wear black gold shackles. "What do you mean?"
The Hades Emperor did not explain, and said: "You don't need to know what this means. Didn't your king tell you that Hawking Ruth must die on the battlefield tomorrow? Isn't it better to do something safe? Isn't it better?
Don’t you think that my strength is better than those slaves? I can kill Hawking and Ruth and his daughter, and you can also complete what your king has told you, so there is no need for you to think too much.”
"Hehe..." Old Chen laughed at himself: "Based on your ability to deflect my attack just now, you are indeed better able to kill Hawking and Ruth's father and daughter, but I don't understand what good does this do to you? Besides, this is
If you want to be a slave, I don't think someone with your strength would be willing to be handcuffed with black gold shackles."
"Why not?" Pluto Emperor continued: "I decide my own life. As for my purpose...you don't have to think too much. Complete what your king has assigned you. That is the best thing for you."
What’s important, don’t worry...I won’t be detrimental to your king, not to mention that in your heart, I don’t think you will think that your king is worse than me, right?”
"Humph," Lao Chen said firmly: "The strength of our king is naturally not comparable to yours."
"Okay" Pluto Emperor opened the door and said: "Let your subordinates not arrange slaves for tomorrow. I have some things to do. I will come to you later and ask your subordinates to prepare the black gold shackles and return them."
A separate cell has been arranged for me tonight, and I don’t want to share a cell with others.” After saying that, Hades closed the door and flew into the sky, not letting Old Chen see that he had turned into a black bat.
Shape.
Old Chen watched the door close, put one hand on the wall, frowned, and said unconsciously: "This person's strength is unfathomable."