War garbage collection system

Han Xing listened to the report carefully, frowned silently and thought seriously, his fingers tapping the table frequently.

"Master, look, what should we do next?"

"Damn it, Ning Hongzhi is really careful! There are so few flaws!

Kogoro, it seems that if we want to carry out the second step of our plan, we can only choose the time period of 5 pm.

This is the only flaw that can be exploited."

"Yes, Master is wise!"

“Okay, Kogoro, stop sucking up to me, you’re not good at this.

Okay, now I have decided: we will start implementing our second step plan at 5 o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Kogoro, for this operation, I have decided to use the following..."

Han Xing's voice became softer and softer, until in the end, he wrote those names on the table with his fingers dipped in water.

Xiao Wulang was wiping the table while memorizing. Finally, he answered seriously:

"Master, I will do it right away. I promise I won't let you down."

"Hahaha! Kogoro, I believe you, go ahead!"

Thus, a conspiracy against the second master Ning Hongzhi began.

At five o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, Ning Hongzhi, the confident head of the Ning family, once again climbed to the top floor of the Colosseum with more than 20 bodyguards.

It was still snowing outside, the wind was cold and the ground was covered in white.

Looking at such a magnificent scene, Ning Hongzhi, the head of the Ning family, still couldn't help but let out a long roar.

Then, he walked forward, and his bodyguards still stayed behind him. He wanted to sigh deeply.

One step, two steps, three steps...

He! Is dying.

Ning Hongzhi was still walking confidently on the passage on the top floor of the Colosseum. He didn't notice the banana peel under his feet, which was covered by the snow.

This is a trap that was designed long ago.

It is a trap specially designed according to his personality, steps, and habits.

Suddenly, his feet slipped and he lost his balance in an instant.

He waved his arms in panic, trying to keep his balance, but it was too late.

And at this moment, a bodyguard rushed over and gave him a helping hand.

It was just a fierce push!

Ning Hongzhi's body fell forward and fell straight to the ground of the Colosseum.

“Ah!…～”

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to do that. I'm here to accompany you. ...Ah! ...～"

As soon as the bodyguard finished speaking, he also jumped down.

Ning Hongzhi's scream echoed in the air, accompanied by the exclamations of the onlookers.

His vision became blurry and he could only see the ground closing in on him quickly.

He knew: he had fallen into a trap, he had been framed, he had been sold out, he had been betrayed by his own confidants.

He fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud.

"boom!……"

"boom!……"

"what!……"

Ning Hongzhi's body twisted in pain, and he tried to push away the bodyguard who was hitting him.

He tried his best, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his wounds and sprayed onto the snow.

He tried to struggle to stand up, but his body would no longer obey his command.

The exclamations and laughter of the onlookers rang in his ears, and he felt extremely ashamed and desperate.

He realized his stupidity and negligence, and that he had fallen into a trap and been plotted against.

It turned out that such serious consequences could be suffered just because of a small banana peel.

He didn't expect that the trap was just a small banana peel and the bodyguard who betrayed him.

He lay under his bodyguard, groaning in pain, waiting for rescuers to arrive.

The injuries he suffered included not only the injuries from the fall, but also the injuries from being hit by the bodyguard.

He suffered double damage!

He was crushed into a meat patty.

The chances of him being saved are less than 0.001%.

Sure enough, when the doctor arrived here, the new head of the Ning family, Ning Hongzhi, had already died.

When Han Xing got the news, he smiled with satisfaction.

"Ning Hongzhi, Ning Hongzhi, you have come to this day...

Fortunately, I used a reusable loyalty card this time. Hehehe! Hehehe! "

It turned out that Han Xing had already known Ning Hongzhi's conceited personality, so he deliberately arranged this "accident".

At the same time, Han Xing also began to deploy the next plan, preparing to completely eradicate the Ning family's influence in the Colosseum.

The Tiger King was also angry. He sent out his elite troops: the secret guards who grew up with him, to conduct secret investigations everywhere.

He always felt that the inexplicable deaths of the two Ning family heads were not like ordinary accidents.

OK! The Empire's gladiator games have to be postponed again, so the issue of profit distribution must also be postponed.

This made the king and the nobles depressed...

Just like that, Ning Hongruo, the third master of the Ning family, became the head of the Ning family without any dispute.

The Third Master Ning Hongruo was very cruel, but he was also very afraid of death. He hid in the beast garden he was familiar with and refused to come out!

The Tiger King became anxious: I made you the head of the family because I hoped you would come out to preside over the gladiator competition. Why did you hide from me?

Thus, a series of summons began, and various orders and requests began to be issued.

Third Master Ning Hongruo had no choice but to do as he was told. The gladiator competition, which was much simpler than previous ones, began in a hurry.

On the first day, the cheers of the audience in this magnificent arena were deafening.

The gladiators walked into the venue with firm steps. They were dressed in gorgeous armor, holding various weapons, and looked heroic.

This was their last madness.

The sunlight shines on them, reflecting a dazzling light, as if they are heroes on the battlefield.

In fact, they are just a group of poor survival insects.

The next day, the big competition involving various interests finally began, and the gladiators quickly launched a fierce fight.

Their movements are swift and powerful, and every attack is full of strength and skill.

How could they not be quick? If they were just a little slower, they would die.

The audience was attracted by their wonderful performance and the cheers were louder and louder.

It is hard not to imagine that the life and death struggle of mankind is exciting.

Some spectators waved their arms to cheer for the gladiators they supported!

Some people stared at the venue nervously, afraid of missing any wonderful moment.

This is a typical example: I would rather die than let my friend die! Other people’s melons taste so sweet!

On the third day, the gladiators fought more and more fiercely. Their sweat soaked their armor, but they still did not retreat.

Their eyes were full of firmness and determination, as if they were fighting for honor and dignity.

In fact, it is a fight for one's own life, which is just better sung than said.

The emotions of all the spectators were ignited by their violence and cruelty, and the whole arena was immersed in a warm atmosphere.

This place is filled with: life, death, blood, wounds, daggers, javelins, fighting, skills, cheers, enthusiasm, coldness, ruthlessness, cruelty...

On the fourth day, after a fierce battle, a gladiator finally killed his opponent. He held his weapon high to show his victory to the audience.

The audience also broke into thunderous applause and cheers, celebrating the gladiator's ferocity and skill.

At this moment, the entire arena was boiling, and people were immersed in the joy of blood and broken limbs.

Their pupils dilated, adrenaline surged, and the muscles on their faces twitched with excitement.

These gladiator performances were not only a visual feast, but also a celebration of violence and brutality.

In this lively scene, people felt the brutality and tyranny of the Tiger Empire, and also experienced the cruelty and excessive killing of the gladiators.

That night, Han Xin summoned Xiao Wulang again and began to plot.