48 Hours a Day

The carriage entered Nassau at night and eventually stopped in front of Zhang Heng and Annie's residence.

Zhang Heng and Billy brought the black gladiators up there into the house, temporarily left them in the empty room of the farmer's son, and Annie stepped out halfway to get a doctor.

Billy and Zhang Heng chatted for a while, and it was too early to say goodbye.

Then Zhang Heng returned to Marvin's room. The black gladiator closed his eyes and laid still in bed. There was no difference when he was buried in the earth pit. If it wasn't for his weak breathing, it would even make him suspicious that he was dead. The blood stain on his face has now solidified and looks even more dull.

Zhang Heng moved a chair to sit by the bed and then said, "I have to admit, you are indeed very talented in disguising coma. ”

His voice fell, but there was no response in the cabin, and the black gladiator in the bed remained in a coma with his eyes closed.

“Don't you wonder how I found out? ”

Zhang Heng was like talking to himself, "At the time, everyone in the ballroom was attracted to the fight between the two of you on stage, and I was the only one who happened to be looking around, and one thing caught my interest, and I found that every time you were attacked, some black slaves were very nervous, and at first I thought they were worried about their own people, but then I realized that when you hit back at your opponent, their divine color would relax.

“So I started to realize that they were just worried about you, and what was interesting was that when you were totally knocked down and beaten, they revealed their intolerances, but there seemed to be a hidden expectation, and their divine colour confused me a little, until later, when everyone thought you were dead, you suddenly defeated, and killed your opponent when it was almost impossible, and they didn't seem too surprised, and it made me unable to resist the idea —— did they know this was going to happen? ”

Zhang Hengton said, “The battle that took place on the stage tonight was actually well organized by you, and you wanted to escape from that manor, so you chose to hide your strength, and you were deliberately hurt so badly in the battle, because you know how they used to deal with the worthless wounded, and the two people who buried you under that coffee tree were obviously your companions, so when I paid to buy you, they seemed a little overwhelmed, because it wasn't what you planned. ”

This time when Zhang Heng's voice fell again, the black gladiator, who looked weak in the bed, finally reacted. He jumped, without any signs, and suddenly jumped to Zhang Heng beside him. Those two huge palms looked to strangle the latter's throat.

The next moment, however, his movements stopped halfway through the air, as he saw Zhang Heng's short pistol.

“I have no ill intentions towards you. Instead, you should be glad to meet me tonight. According to your original plan, even if you could hide from the supervisor, it would be difficult to slip out of the door under the eyes of the guard, and even if you were lucky enough to escape the door, the area was almost planted and you looked too conspicuous to escape. ”

Black gladiators don't give up their guard, cold-blooded, “So this is how you unleash goodwill, pointing a gun at me? ”

Hearing black gladiators speak, Zhang Heng is relieved. What he is most worried about is that the former does not speak English, because unlike those black slaves who serve as maids, black slaves who are trained as gladiators do not need to master too much vocabulary. Their masters only need them to demonstrate their veterinary nature, so they often do not have to work hard to learn the local language again.

At that time, almost every tribe in Africa had its own native language, and there was often no normal communication between tribes and tribes. If black gladiators knew only the language of their tribes, it would be difficult for them to communicate.

“I've seen what your arms can do before, and I don't want to be strangled yet.” Zhang Hengdao, "whether you believe it or not, I saved you by accident, not planning to plot anything from you. I was going to release you after I healed you, but I was a little worried that you would break the neck of the doctor who healed you, so I had to talk to you in advance. ”

“We may come from behind, but we are not beasts.” The black gladiator replied that there was a slight reduction in hostility in his eyes.

“Sorry.” Zhang Heng put away the short gun in his hand, "Anyway, you are now free, you can choose to stay and let the doctor take care of your wound, if you are in a hurry to leave, the door is always open. ”

Zhang Heng did not lie. He did save the black gladiator only by chance. Although he saw the latter's purpose in trying to escape from the estate, it had nothing to do with him. He did not intend to intervene at first. Until he happened to meet the latter being buried when he left, so he helped each other.

The black gladiator looked at Zhang Heng with suspicion. He stood up and walked all the way to the door. The latter remained silent behind him.

Zhang Heng did not even look in the direction of his departure, but minutes later, the figure of the black gladiator walked back out of the dark.

“Rakotoa. ”

“Oh, is that your name? ”

“No, that's the name of the man I killed today, the strongest warrior in our tribe and my best friend. ”

Zhang Heng picked out his eyebrows and showed surprise for the first time tonight, "Is he part of your escape plan? ”

The black gladiator nodded and there was a deep sadness in his face, "Yes, the biggest difficulty in this plan is to control the wounds, I have to make myself look serious enough, but without really letting me die, the line between this is very difficult to grasp, if the people fighting with me tonight are not Rakotoa, I may be directly beaten to death, I can't wait to win the defeat at all. ”

“Who the hell are you?” Zhang Heng also couldn't help but raise a hint of curiosity that could draw the hearts and minds of a number of female slaves, and let the warriors of the tribe die for him, as well as others who were cooperating with his escape plan.

“My name is Laerie, from a large tribe of tens of thousands of people, and my father is the chief of the tribe, yet since those sly slave traders came to my home town, they have completely changed our lives. ”