48 Hours a Day

The first day of rehearsal was no surprise that no one was able to complete it.

Until the sun goes down, after the meal point, everyone is hungry, the fastest person has only completed one-third of the extra training, Zhang Heng still paddles the water, maintaining a moderate progress, while Bach is the worst, his training is already the highest of all, doubled and naturally added the most.

Now he's staring into a pair of eyes, staring dead at Gaby not far from here, just like he's out of the water.

And Gabi, as if he didn't feel Bach's anger and resentment, watched the trainers walking around the crowd without saying a word, urging those who wanted to take a lazy break to continue their training.

Finally, one person couldn't take it anymore, threw away the training sword in his hand and shouted, “I want to eat, I want to eat!!! Even if you want to practice, let's eat first. ”

His words also won the approval of the overwhelming majority of those present, except that there were only three or five who responded to him, and although the rest did not speak, the sheer colour of their faces showed that they wholeheartedly agreed.

Gabby heard rumors of walking up to the guy who threw down the training sword, coldway, "Pick up your weapon. ”

If it was normal, sword-throwers would not dare to disobey Gabi's orders, but now they may feel that their demands are reasonable, they may feel that so many people support themselves behind their backs, and the sword-throwers have more guts than usual, and they have not bent over to pick up their training swords.

“Good, you don't have to train if you don't want to, go down to the mine the day after tomorrow with a guy named Varro.” Gabriel.

When the sword-thrower heard the shock, he suddenly realized what he had just done. Their lives and fate were in Gabi's hands, but only a word to each other.

Without Marcus, Gabby was the biggest king here, but it was too late for him to beg for forgiveness. Gabby seemed determined to use him as a negative role model. After saying this, two trainers went forward, one on the left and one on the right, raised the sword thrower and dragged him out of the training field.

The latter struggled and screamed, "You can't do this to me. Let me be a gladiator. I can make more money! ”

“Do I look like I'm short of gladiators?” Gabi calmly said, in addition to killing chicken monkeys and letting others train well, he's in a bad mood right now.

Habitus didn't want to obey his orders. After all, Habitus is an old man of the gladiator school, and he is a famous man in the arena, but what is this kid now? He also dares to blackmail him for his value, as much as he is willing to spend.

After all, no one in this group is irreplaceable but Bach.

The sword-thrower was about to be dragged out of the training field, but the next moment two trainers suddenly stopped.

Gabi frowned and the sword-thrower was delighted, thinking that Gabi had changed his mind, but the next moment Gabi's eyes crossed the shadow behind him.

“What are you doing back here?” Gaby asked.

“The show's over, I'm back for training.” Varo replied that his present appearance had changed greatly, his beard had not been shaved for weeks before shaving, his hair had been cut short, and the whole person looked much more spiritual. Most importantly, he finally had a life in one of his eyes and no longer seemed indifferent to anything. It was clear that he should be anxious to do these things, and there were several wounds left by the shave on his cheek.

“Didn't I tell you you didn't have to come back?” Gabi was indifferent, as if he hadn't seen a change in Varo.

“You also said to give me three days, and now the third day is not over.” Instead of fearlessness, Varo calmed down.

“Interesting," Gabi said, not angry, "I'm a man of my word, so I'll leave you till sunrise tomorrow, but I've just doubled the amount of training and the incomplete will be sent to the mine as well. ”

“I won't be sent to the mine.” Varo nails the railroad.

“I think we'll soon know the answer to that question.” Gabby yanked his chin, "go back to training. ”

The sword-thrower also seemed to see hope when he heard the rumor, "I also know it's wrong, let me continue training, I promise to work harder than anyone else. ”

“No, now that I have someone to fill your spot, you're even less valuable and I hope you enjoy the air in the mine.” Gabby waved and let the trainer drag people away.

Zhang Heng on the other side whispered to Varuo Dao, who lifted the wooden column, "Welcome back. ”

“Thank you.” The latter was also sincere. He had just stopped caring about anything before, but it didn't mean that he didn't know what was happening outside. Varo knew that Zhang Heng was fighting with Bach, and then Gabi was willing to give him three more days, which obviously had something to do with Zhang Heng.

“You are a true friend, and if I can get past that level tomorrow morning, I will surely repay you.” Varo added later.

Zhang Heng is actually quite curious about what happened to Varo. Why did he clearly give up on himself before? After going around the arena, he rekindled his fighting spirit again. It can't be because he saw the gladiator's performance and was impressed by the other party's English posture?

However, this is not the time to talk, the two people simply talked and the two sentences attracted Gabi's attention, so Zhang Heng also wisely closed his mouth.

…………

It was not until 2 or 3 o'clock in the middle of the night that successive people completed the training, Zhang Heng was also mixed in.

Gabi wasn't completely devoid of humanity, and let the cook keep food for them, but it was already cold, but no one had the strength to complain at this time, so everyone ate together and went to bed to rest.

Ultimately, there was only Varo left on the training field and two trainers watching him.

Varo's body was almost to its limit at this time, but he still bit his teeth tight and didn't give up. In the middle, he even fainted once, but after climbing up he didn't say anything, and went back into training.

The next morning, after breakfast, Zhang Heng came to the training ground and found Gabby had arrived. What did he say to Varo's trainer? Half a minute later, he snorted coldly. "I don't know what you're insisting on, kid. Even if you finish all the training before sunrise, the training will start again for the new day after sunrise. What are you going to do with it? ”

“Hate," Varo wiped the sweat off his forehead, what's burning in his eyes, "there's no more power than hatred, is there? ”