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Wen Feiyu felt his body staggering, and his body ached unbearably. He looked at Lin Qingyan in humiliation, and whispered a few words with his lips pursed.

"Louder, I can't hear you." Lin Qingyan said calmly.

Wen Feiyu clenched his teeth, and his teeth were chattering. He raised his voice and shouted, "I'm sorry."

Xiu Te's hair stood on end as he watched from the sidelines. How could such a handsome young man act so cruelly?

Moreover, even though he was doing such a vicious thing, the expression on his face was incomparably gentle, seemingly harmless.

"I hope this kind of man-made accident will be the last time." Lin Qingyan said to Xiu Te.

"I promise you, this is definitely the last time." Xiu Te said, "Do you want to rest now?"

"Rest?" Lin Qingyan said, "I don't need it at all, I can continue with the task. After all, I'm not the kind of waste that is so weak that I have to rest for a few days when I enter a plane."

Wen Feiyu, who was ridiculed as a waste, lowered his eyes, the hatred in his heart clamored, he would kill Lin Qingyan sooner or later!

Xiu Te said, "I'll take you back."

"No need to deliver, I'll go back to the nutrition cabin by myself." Lin Qingyan waved to Xiu Te.

Xiu Te looked down at Wen Feiyu, and the hatred in Wen Feiyu's eyes was almost overflowing.

"Master Wen, stop as long as it suits you." Xiu Te said.

He didn't think Wen Feiyu would have a chance of winning against Lin Qingyan. Just looking at the emotional comparison between the two, Wen Feiyu had already lost in a complete mess.

"Unless he dies." Wen Feiyu said sternly, "Get the healing robot to heal me! If it weren't for the fact that Nanxian still needs his treatment for the time being, I would have sent someone over to kill him."

Xiute used the terminal to call the medical robot, looked at Wen Feiyu and said, "The loser's clamor is to save the lost face. In fact, such an approach is even more ridiculous."

"Xiute!" Wen Feiyu was exasperated.

Xiu Te smiled, Shi Shi ran away.

He wanted to check Lin Qingyan's detailed information again. Even though they were rigorous enough in screening candidates for treatment, the brief contact with Lin Qingyan today still made him want to check again.

Lin Qingyan lay back in the nutrition cabin, and not long after, his mental body was pulled into the system space.

In the system space, System 888 is a fluffy little dumpling, bouncing around Lin Qingyan.

[Good boy!You're back! 】

【How about it?Did you ask them handsomely, who hurt you? 】

Lin Qing said: "Beat that guy up."

[That kind of person deserves a severe beating! 】

[I don’t know if he will learn his lesson]

"Probably not." Lin Qingyan said, "He's too stupid."

Idiots are generally arrogant and do not understand self-examination.

[Eh... so what should I do? 】

"Don't worry too much, Xiute will take care of it." Lin Qing said, "Who made me the most suitable healer?"

Before the treatment was over, Xiu Te would not let Wen Feiyu make any more fuss.

[Then let's go to the next plane? 】

"it is good."

Carter City Colosseum

The steward held a whip in his hand and walked slowly down the aisle.

Dozens of slaves were sitting against the wall of the aisle. Most of them were dressed in rags, their faces were covered by their long hair, and they all had more or less hideous scars on their bodies.Heavy shackles bound their hands and feet, restricting their movements.

Most of the eyes of the slaves were confused and out of focus, and their tattered clothes could hardly cover their well-developed muscles.

There was only one slave who was particularly special. He stood by the wall, looking as strong as a warrior ready to go to battle at any time.

Seeing this No. [-] slave, the steward swallowed hard.

In the Colosseum, slaves have no names and are ranked according to their combat effectiveness.

The previous No. [-] would be changed within half a month. Only this No. [-] has occupied the name No. [-] for more than half a year.

The steward thought it might be because No. [-] was born with black hair and dark eyes.

Black hair and black eyes are a symbol of the devil and will bring bad luck.No one wants to get close to number one, even the other slaves in the Colosseum are afraid of number one.

No. [-] glanced at the steward indifferently, his calves trembled, and he didn't dare to look at No. [-].

But after a while, the manager immediately became angry, and he slapped No. [-] with a whip: "You bastard with dirty blood, who allows you to look directly at me?"

The whip fell on No. [-]'s body, leaving a bloodstain.The whip had barbs, hooking No. [-]'s flesh, blood soaked the whip, and the whip was black and shiny.

No. [-]'s eyes didn't even blink. He had numerous scars on his body, and this wasn't the most painful wound.

He lowered his eyes, not looking at the manager.

The steward smiled triumphantly and said, "Dirty things."

Number one's eyes trembled slightly, yes, he is a dirty thing.

So his parents sold him into the Colosseum without hesitation. Whenever he appeared, people clamored for the ferocious beasts to tear him apart.

Just because he has black hair and black eyes, he was born with sin.

"Quick, quick! Clean up here!" The boss of the Colosseum led a group of people over.

The steward stepped forward obsequiously and asked, "My lord, what's the matter?"

"Master Lin is coming!" said the boss.

The steward was shocked: "It's...that Young Master Lin?"

"Is there a second Master Lin in Carter City who is worthy of me?" When the boss admired the legendary Master Lin, he did not forget to raise his own value.

The housekeeper pressed his heart, his face flushed with excitement.

That's Young Master Lin!

The first genius pharmacist in Carter City, the first heir of the family on which the sun never sets, the other half in the eyes of women, the target in the eyes of men, and the idol in the eyes of children.

A scented potion was sprinkled in the air, and a scarlet soft carpet spread out.

The slaves stood in a row in bewilderment, not knowing what fate awaited them next.

"You all stand up for me!" The steward held his whip and said, "This time, Young Master Lin is coming to select the drug slaves. If any of you is selected, it will be regarded as good luck!"

The slaves heard the courteous voice of the boss of the Colosseum from a distance.

They all raised their spirits, compared to being threatened by different monsters every day in the Colosseum, it would be better to be a drug slave of Young Master Lin.

Number one looked down at the white bones on the back of his right hand, feeling calm.

He felt that good luck would not come to him.

Lin Qingyan listened to the boss blah blah expressionlessly, and quickened his pace.

"Master Lin, no matter which slave you fancy, we can help you send him to the Lin family." The boss looked intoxicated at Lin Qingyan's long golden hair and sea blue eyes.

If black hair and black eyes belong to demons, it is the most humble color.Then blond hair and blue eyes are the purest and cleanest color, which is a color that only nobles with pure blood can have.

"I chose to take it back directly." Lin Qingyan said.

The boss praised: "This is really a wise decision."

After hearing Lin Qingyan's voice on the [-]st, his ears moved slightly.

It was the first time he heard such a nice voice, clear and sweet like a yellow warbler singing in the forest.

He couldn't control his eyes, and quietly looked at the approaching figure.

Lin Qingyan was wearing a white robe with gold patterns, his long golden hair seemed to radiate the light of the sun, and his eyes were like an endless ocean that could sink people deep into it.The Jinri Clan emblem was embroidered on the chest of his robe, and black boots wrapped around his long, thin and slender legs.

It's so beautiful, I want to be close to him.Number one lowered his eyes, thinking in his heart.

But he knew that the color of his eyes and hair was ominous, and no one would treat him.

Young master Lin would definitely not choose himself as a drug slave.

The reason why the boss of the Colosseum accepted him was because the curious nobles wanted to see when he, the tenacious demon spokesperson, would be torn to pieces by monsters.

"Everyone raise their heads," Lin Qingyan said.

The slaves didn't dare to move, the steward frowned and said, "Listen to Master Lin! Look up!"

All the slaves raised their heads immediately, but they still didn't dare to look directly at Lin Qingyan.

Number one was the only one who didn't look up, he didn't want Lin Qingyan to see his sinful eyes.

At a glance, I feel that this noble young master has been tarnished.

Lin Qingyan glanced at the slaves, and then said to No. [-]: "You raise your head."

"Master, this man has black hair and black eyes, he is the son of a devil!" The steward looked at Lin Qingyan flatteringly, "This kind of rat in the gutter is not worthy of looking at you."

No. [-] quietly hid his right hand behind his back. The flesh on the back of his right hand was torn off by a monster. He didn't want Lin Qingyan to see the gloomy bones on the back of his hand.

"Raise your head." Lin Qingyan walked in front of No. [-].

Number One's heart beat wildly, and Young Master Lin was very close to him, so close that he could smell the fragrance of medicine on Young Master Lin's body.

He summoned up his courage and looked up at Lin Qingyan.

Afraid of being scolded in the next second, he raised his head and looked at Lin Qingyan greedily, engraving Lin Qingyan's appearance in his heart.

He liked the way Young Master Lin looked at him, without contempt or disgust, clean and pure as a gem.Just being looked at by these eyes gave him an indescribable sense of happiness, and his body became excited.

Lin Qingyan looked at No. [-] quietly. No. [-]'s sharp black eyes had the wildness of a beast.

He was in good shape, with defined muscles without being overly exaggerated.The tough abdominal muscles, strong waistline, and straight long legs are all full of masculinity, and the proportions are so good that people want to touch them.

Lin Qingyan thought, it must be exciting to be hugged by No. [-].

"Bold! Who will allow you to look directly at Young Master Lin?" The steward was so furious that even he didn't dare to stare at Young Master Lin all the time. How dare a lowly slave look at Young Master Lin like this?

He swung out his whip and hit No. [-], intending to beat No. [-] to pieces.

No. [-] stood tall and straight like a pine, neither dodging nor avoiding, his eyes were still glued to Lin Qingyan's body.

It was the first time he saw Young Master Lin. Young Master Lin had never been to the Colosseum before. If he didn't see it to his heart's content this time, he might not have the chance in the future.

Even just taking one more look would be a kind of redemption for him.