48 Hours a Day

Varo spent about half an hour telling the story, including how his wife and best friend tricked him into putting all his money into the Egyptian linen business, and how he tricked him into signing that fatal contract, which was then sold into slavery to the gladiator's school.

Varo didn't shut his mouth until the rest of the house came back, but he couldn't help but feel sad and cry in bed, and at this point Bach and the Germans he had been with came in from outside.

They seem to have adapted to their present lives, even though Bach once felt that Gabby was targeting him, and yet he was not a pure fool. Although he trained twice as much as anyone else, Gabby also found him more than one trainer, and those trainers, entrusted to Gabi, not only had a separate promotion plan for him, but two of them were willing to give him the absolute survival of their own pressing boxes for free.

Contacting Gabi and Markus before, it was obviously not about wearing shoes, but about Gabi's determination to make him the next Sith Nates, despite spending years of his life saving.

However, Bach is still somewhat dissatisfied, he doesn't know what the ghost is, what a glorious history is, and he's not willing to be the next Sisnates, he's going to be Bach, the unique Bach, and he's now accepted the fact that he's become a gladiator, and all he has to do is take out all the opponents in front of him and become a new legend in this arena.

The Germans seemed to talk about something pleasant, maybe something from their previous hometown, maybe some pretty girl they'd had sex with, or cut off the heads of their enemies in that battle. Everyone seemed happy, but when they walked into the house, they heard an annoying cry.

“What, did someone give him the [beep] eye?” One of the Germans is humane.

Bach and others laughed when they heard the speech.

“Give this poor man some space, he's just had the worst day of his life.” Zhang Heng said.

“The worst day of your life?” Bach grinned, walking out of the crowd, walking into front of Zhang Heng, “Let me tell you what a bad day it was, when I was nine years old, my father was killed by the Romans, just because he was fishing by the river, an arrow that didn't know where to fly into his eye, the same day my brother was stabbed in the heart by a spear on the battlefield, and my mother was dragged away in front of me, and I still don't know where they sold her, the whole family was hiding under the bed and I escaped a robbery, but that day I didn't cry, because tears only make people weak, it's a woman's thing, so please tell your friend that if you cry again, we don't mind treating him the way we treat women. ”

The momentum emanating from Bach at this moment was daunting, and he couldn't help but shrink from the side of several other people at his residence. Bach was the recognized first of his kind, the successor to Sisnates, the focus of Gabi's cultivation, and his tantrum was as famous as his brute force.

What surprised Bach, however, was that the Gentile Oriental in front of him did not show any fear on his face after seeing him angry and still leaned on the wooden pillar and looked at him with his head crooked.

“It's not like it's a tragic contest, even if you're worse than he is, that's not why you're depriving him of his grieving rights.” Zhang Hengfangdao.

As soon as he said it, he quieted down in the house.

One gaze was all focused on Zhang Heng and Bach. This was the first time a newcomer dared “provoke” Bach, the Germanic brute bull.

“Are you out of your mind trying to make an appearance for this crybaby?” Bach, sink your face, "I strongly suggest you reconsider your position before my fist falls on your face. ”

Bach was no longer upset about watching Varo on the first day, this guy was not honest at first, yelled at Markus who was turning around to leave the training field, wanted to leave the training field, Bach seemed to be a speculative little man, and then the training was not serious, looking at his nest bag made people angry, let alone now crying.

It is hard to imagine such a weak, cowardly and incompetent man sleeping under the same roof as him, but because of the intensity of his training in recent times, he did not have the energy to go to Varo's trouble, until tonight, when Varo cried in bed and was hit by him, and the grievances accumulated in Bach's heart erupted.

As for Zhang Heng, Bach didn't have much disgust or impression. During these days, this Orientalist has been very low profile, neither lazy nor prominent. However, Zhang Heng's toughness today surprised him a little.

“I'm just stating the facts.” Zhang Heng shrugged, “Now that we are all slaves, we may have to compete together in the future, even if we do not want to be together, there is no need to hurt each other. ”

“Who would compete with that piece of crap? He wouldn't even make it to the final exam. It might take Gabi days to sell him to the countryside.” Bach grinned.

“Never underestimate a person's potential, the question is when he will wake up.” Zhang Heng touched his chin and looked at Varo as he spoke. The latter's eyes were empty, like a walking corpse.

“So this piece of crap is what you're gonna do? ”

“Oh, that depends on your willingness to accept my suggestion.” Zhang Hengdao.

Bach stopped talking and squeezed his fist.

Turns out he hasn't opened his hand yet, "Wait a minute. ”

“What, did you change your mind? ”

“No, if you want to fight, I suggest we go to the training ground, where the space is wider, and,” Zhang Hengton, “you can have your partner guard the entrance to the training ground and keep no one else in. ”

“Why, don't you want to be seen getting beaten to the teeth? ”

“Believe me, it's for your own good.” Zhang Hengdao, “if you want to do anything else... the successor to Sisnates. ”

Bach heard the speech but did not answer immediately. He stared Zhang Heng in the eye and said half a while later, "Okay, I dare you to fight me alone, enough balls, a man, I promised you, and whoever loses and wins after that, I will not come to this sissy trouble, anyway, he has not had a few good days. ”

“Well, then we have a deal.” Zhang Hengdao.