The villain also has spring

Thank you for the first show at the end of the day, the monthly ticket of my favorite Adi Wang, and the lazy half for the reward.

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Facing the doubts from his companions, Boss Kova squeezed out a hypocritical smile as much as possible: "Pike, whether it is a gladiator assistant or a beast trainer assistant, we have to deal with dangerous monsters. Compared with the spacious Colosseum , The tents in the circus are much more crowded, which... is not conducive to our dodging. And it is said that the monsters in the circus are much more violent than those in the Colosseum..." Kova changed the subject: "Our black iron high Luns are as vulnerable as melons to their razor-sharp claws. They will rip through armor and chew our flesh."

Seeing everyone lowered their heads in thought, Boss Gova smiled slightly and pointed at Al: "Perhaps, only Al's blue copper golem can resist their attacks."

Pi Keqiang couldn't help arguing: "Boss, this is just your guess, maybe it's not that scary!"

"Enough!" Gova suddenly turned his face: "Pike, you have repeatedly challenged my authority, why, do you disobey me as the boss?!"

Pique said resentfully: "No, I just don't want to give up..."

Gowa sneered, "Hmph! You just don't want to give up this well-paid job, don't you? Well, I won't stop you. But before making a decision, you should think about whether you will spend your life if you make money!"

With a big wave of his hand, Gova ended the destined unpleasant conversation.

"I'm sorry..." Bruce and Kabbah shrugged apologetically, and Qi Qi chased after them.

The panic-stricken Gowa didn't let out a sigh until he saw the figures of Bulu and Kabbah chasing up.Speaking of which, he tried his best to oppose Al's suggestion, and he still didn't want to lose control of this small group for more consideration.

Watching the three of them disappear at the corner of the back alley, Pique couldn't help sighing. "Al, what do we do now?"

Al thought for a while and said: "Pike, you and I both know that children from slums want to survive, so they can only hug together to keep warm. So the team cannot be divided."

"Are you going to give up this opportunity?" Pique was anxious.

"No." Al smiled slyly, "Go back to them, I'll try the circus first."

"Good idea!" Pique shook his upright red hair, smiled and gave Al a thumbs up.Watching Al successfully pass the guards and enter the big tent, Pique turned and left with an excited expression.

Al didn't know that Pique had already regarded this incident as the beginning of the team's reshuffle.

As a civilized society with strict hierarchy, even the humblest poor have high and low points.Take the current five-member team as an example, Gowa is the boss, Bru is the second, Kabbah is the third, he and Al are the fourth and the youngest.All the salary he gets as a gladiator's assistant is controlled by Gewa.In the hands of him and Al, there are very few left.

But if Al succeeds in gaining a firm foothold in the circus and pulls them all in, then relying on his relationship with Al, Pique's status will definitely rise, and even surpass Gowa!

Thinking of Govaping scolding the two for no reason, Pique felt as disgusted as eating a fly.Speaking of which, what's so fussy about him?Isn't it because of the cousin who was a thug in the Colosseum...

When Peake hurried home with a smirk all the way, Al was being ushered into the room of the head of the circus.

Except for the low and crowded beehive hotels, the buildings of the goblins have always been tall and straight.So even with the six-foot golem, Al can pass without hindrance.

The middle-aged goblin in a floor-length robe glanced at the blue copper goblin, quickly scanned the recommendation letter of Fire Eye Roger, and then said lightly, "Since there is Roger's recommendation and the blue copper goblin, I don't think I have any." reject your reasons."

Without waiting for Al to thank you, the middle-aged goblin said with a half-smile: "But you must have the awareness to dare to take risks. Cowardly people cannot survive here."

"I understand." Al nodded heavily.

"Go to the taming farm and find Master Rooney, he will arrange a job for you." The goblin waved his hand casually, ending the conversation.

The circus is a group of tents composed of countless tents of different sizes.The functions of each tent are different, and the people entering and leaving are also dressed in different ways. In many tents, there are often roars of beasts and loud whips.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Al stared at Gao Lun's toes, and followed the guide carefully through the tents full of ropes.

"Here we are." The guide stopped suddenly, and the nervous Al almost stepped on it.

"Hey! New here? I'm afraid I'm going to piss out along the way." He saw the horror on Al's face, and the guide joked with his green head held up: "Don't worry, They're not going to jump out and eat you."

Al let out a long breath, nodded slightly, "I see."

Opening the thick curtain, Al bent down and walked into the tent.The taming ground was much bigger than he had imagined, this was his first feeling after entering the door.

In fact, even the largest performance tent in the circus is only the size of a beehive hotel from the outside.But it can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators without difficulty, thanks to the magical space magic.

As the most important component of the circus, the taming ground was also blessed with space magic.

Cages of all sizes were piled up around the circular field, and pairs of vigilant eyes were covering the intruding strangers through the iron railings branded with magic charms.

"Master Rooney?" Al felt like a lost lamb in a pack of wolves, who might be torn to pieces at any time.

"Who!" Accompanied by the unyielding roar of the monster, a hoarse curse sounded from the corner.

"Master Rooney, I'm your new assistant." Al replied hastily.

"Assistant?" Accompanied by distorted light and shadow, a strange voice floated from the densely packed cages. "Boy, I won't sign the contract until I am satisfied." A dirty hunchbacked goblin crawled out of the animal cage with a cane.

"Yes, Master Rooney." Al manipulated Gao Lun to salute the little old goblin.

"Gao Lun is good." The old goblin raised his head in his unique posture and grinned at Al, "I'll give you a quarter of an hour to make it as dirty as me."

"Uh..." For this meeting, Al took a long time to wipe Gao Lun clean!

"Go, go, if you still want to get the contract." The old goblin waved his hand gloatingly, and sent Al out.

Al nodded mechanically, and walked out of the tent blankly.

"This is a test!" With a flash of inspiration, Ayrton immediately realized.As the hunchbacked goblin said in his opening words, to get this long-term contract, Al must do something to satisfy him.

Apparently, his first dissatisfaction was that Al's golem was cleaner than his.

"What are you looking for to get dirty?" Al looked around, and the most scattered thing in this group of tents covered with fine sand was... the feces of monsters.

"Oh my god..." Al couldn't help shivering at the thought of a certain terrifying scene.The old hunchback only gave him a quarter of an hour. Al's only solution now is to go to the nearest maintenance shop and pour Golon from head to toe with lubricant.

Just do it, Al gritted his teeth and ran out. "No!" The spark of wisdom flashed again, and Al stopped abruptly. "Damn! He said to be 'as dirty' as him!"

Equally dirty, if Al didn't have brain stones, that means not only the degree of dirtyness must be the same, but also the type of dirtyness must be the same!

The old hunchback was obviously not covered with black oil!

So, that means...

Al wanted to cry but had no tears.

Although he grew up in the slums, Al, who has never been short of toys, will never be bored enough to be interested in that hot thing.But for that long-term contract, he had to make a choice today.

It's a painful choice.

In order not to disappoint Pique, to let his grandfather have a better life, and to change his own destiny, Al stretched out his finger and poked the ground with great difficulty...

At the moment when the shiny blue copper toes were glued to the excrement left by some kind of magical beast, big teardrops burst out of his eyes immediately.Al had never been so sad, as if dung had been smeared on his chest.

While weeping silently, he gritted his teeth and painted the entire mechanical foot.When the brown goo crawled up the gauntlets, Al was already very sad.If it weren't for the goblin code that kept glowing in his mind, he wouldn't have been able to bear it.When the sticky substance swallowed Gao Lun's waist, the little goblin was already out of anger.

From time to time, the members of the regiment who passed by this way widened their eyes, pinched their noses tightly, and let the short and powerful chant from the blue copper Gaolun cockpit float into their ears that could not be covered:

"Contract! Contract! Contract! Contract..." A low growl of beasts rushed out of Al's tightened throat, and sitting in the Gaolun cockpit, the little goblin with red eyes held a steaming lump of meat in his palm. The relic slammed into the helmet hard.

Slap!The dung flowers splashed, scaring passers-by to hide their heads.

Wiping his hands vigorously on the door curtain, Al got into the tent angrily. "Rooney!!! Come out for me—"

"What are you shouting about! Do you still want a contract!" The old hunchback was even more angry than him.

Al suppressed his anger, "I have fulfilled your request."

"Hmm." The animal trainer pinched his nose, showing a satisfied smile on his face. "Not bad, come here today, come back tomorrow."

Al didn't expect him to let him go so easily, bowed fiercely, and rushed out of the tent angrily.

"Don't rub..."

The sound of the old hunchback's extreme need for beating came from behind the door curtain, Al clenched his fists tightly, and finally lowered his head helplessly.

"Wow—" The noisy back alley caused a series of chaos with the arrival of the mobile stink bomb.

The first pedestrians who couldn't bear it ran away, followed by roadside vendors, and finally even the shops closed one after another.Two men who were yelling at the corner of the street were almost prematurely senile due to the stench coming towards them, and several well-dressed couples were already lying in the middle of the road, foaming at the mouth...

Booming, the flow of people receded like a tide. In a short time, only scraps of paper were left floating helplessly in the empty back alley.

Al was ashamed and sad.Looking across the corner of the street, I saw an old man wearing comfortable clothes lying on a rocking chair, smiling at himself.

The warm current surged in his injured heart, and the little goblin was moved for a while, and tears welled up in his eyes: "Grandpa, in fact, I..."

Well, since some people sleep with their eyes open, it's understandable for the old man to stare and pass out.

Although Al has worked hard to choose a remote path, the huge stink bomb still has a powerful effect of destroying the world.The physical and spiritual destruction of passers-by has reached a heinous level.It is ten thousand times more terrifying than asset liquidators and tax collectors!

It is said that long after that hellish experience, people can still clean up the corpse of the poor mouse that strangled itself to death with its tail...