In the daily life of Assyrian citizens, gambling is something that must be taken seriously, especially when the stakes are so large that they cannot be taken lightly. Therefore, in addition to the signing and seal of the two parties to the gambling agreement, the witnesses and guarantors must also sign and seal.

Naturally, the witnesses and guarantors of Rainmondo came from the young nobles who came with him, and on Wu Lai's side it was of course Eddie.

"Woo Lai, you have to take part in this as well." Eddie said with a smile as he signed.

Woolley nodded. He knew what Addie meant - she was sharing the risk with him, and not just the money.

The two copies of the gambling contract were quickly signed. After Reinmondo put his own copy into his arms, he glanced at Eddie, then looked at Wu Lai, smiled coldly, and said, "So you are Wu Lailindo. Well, we'll see."

After watching Rein leave, Eddie hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Wulai, do you think Reinmondo will cheat?"

"It's hard to say." Wu Lai said with a smile.

Eddie's worries were not unnecessary. While walking to his seat, Rainmondo was thinking about how to beat Wu Lai. Although there were three games in the bet, it was obvious that Wu Lai had taken the lead in the first game, which was not a good sign.

When he was still a few steps away from his seat, Reinmondo stamped his feet, turned around quickly and walked towards the passage. The followers behind him were surprised and followed him immediately...

…

When the loud trumpet sounded, roaring cheers immediately made the Colosseum boil. No wonder everyone was so excited. There were only nine gladiators competing for the title of Gladiator King this time. Each of them was well-known and had a glorious record. Among them, the Masked Assassin and the Dual Swordsman Hekru who fought in the first battle were the most famous. They really deserved to be the opening fighters.

However, in most people's minds, the two contestants in the opening match have the strength to become the top gladiator king. Eliminating one of them early will undoubtedly make the closing match less exciting.

"Woole, the Masked Assassin seems to be in a bad condition..." Eddie said as he put down the telescope.

"Really?" Wu Lai frowned slightly and raised the telescope.

Gosmondo also frowned, because he felt that the masked assassin today seemed to have lost his former passion and enthusiasm, and even his steps were no longer as firm and powerful as before.

What happened to the Masked Assassin? Gosmondo clenched his fists involuntarily.

Rainmondo, who was sitting next to him, clapped his hands expressionlessly, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Wei Huo also put away the telescope and a smug smile appeared on his face. He saw that the masked assassin was not in good shape, which meant that the passionate and motivated dual swordsman Hekru would have a greater chance of winning.

If Heklu wins, Wei Huo will be able to make a huge sum of money from Gosmondo - the two signed a bet the day before yesterday, the stakes are one million gold coins and the loser, that is to say, if the masked assassin loses, Wei Huo will not only win one million gold coins, but also pick up a masked assassin for free.

The reason why Gosmondo took the initiative to sign this bet was not only because he had great confidence in the Masked Assassin, but also because he was very happy to get the Dual Swordsman Hekru, the slave gladiator who had won countless honors for the Duncan family in the past few years.

After another long and melodious horn sounded, the arena suddenly became quiet, because the battle was about to begin. Everyone was willing to hold their breath, waiting for the first splash of blood, and then shouting enthusiastically...

When the Masked Assassin saw the way Heklu held the sword, he frowned, because the way Heklu held the two swords was a little different from other two-sword gladiators - the right hand held it straight and the left hand held it reversed. In other words, Heklu's fighting skills took into account both offense and defense, and he would be a very difficult character.

But the Masked Assassin still believed that he had the ability to defeat Heklub, because he, like Heklub, was a two-weapon gladiator, had the same habit of holding weapons with forehand and backhand, and had the same offensive and defensive capabilities. The only difference was that Heklub's weapons were a pair of bronze swords, while his weapons were a rapier and a three-bladed fork.

The pointed rapier was very light and its tip was very sharp, which could perfectly match the speed of the Masked Assassin. In previous gladiatorial matches, the moment when the three-bladed fork blocked the opponent's attack was when this rapier made a contribution...

Heklu was also looking at the masked assassin. When he saw the masked assassin's rapier, he instantly understood his opponent's winning method.

"You are very good." Heklu nodded to the masked assassin, "It is my honor to fight with you."

The masked assassin sighed softly and said, "Haklu, thank you very much for your praise, but I want to say that our fight today will be a lifelong regret for me."

"Why do you say that?" Heklu assumed an attacking stance.

"You don't need to know." The masked assassin took a light step forward, crossing his swords and forks to protect his chest and abdomen, "Come on."

"You are not in good condition, and you have no momentum, so if I win later, I will spare your life and try not to affect your fighting skills." Heikulu held his two swords horizontally, "In the future, we can fight again."

"Thank you." The masked assassin nodded slightly. Fighting skills in the arena were certainly important, but if one lost their momentum at the beginning, the chances of winning would naturally be greatly reduced. What's more, he was bound to lose the current battle - just as he was warming up and preparing for a hearty fight with Hercule, his master's nephew Reinmondo found him and quietly told him that his master told him not to win the first battle.

After hearing this, the Masked Assassin was completely stunned...

When the crisp sound of the whip exploded, Heklu pushed his legs hard and rushed towards the masked assassin. Although close combat was dangerous, it was also a good choice to deal with an opponent whose speed and agility might exceed his own. Because when the distance was very close, the opponent could not use speed to create gaps for him - in a fight, exposing a gap was as fatal as losing the body's center of gravity.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding... Heklu's forehand sword swung out seventeen times in a row, and the masked assassin blocked it with his trident seventeen times. The last time, he even had time to use his backhand to knock Heklu's sword away.

The sword was knocked away, and Heiklu immediately took a few steps back. Although he had held back and did not use his full speed in the previous attack, he had also tested that the masked assassin had not used his full strength either. Moreover, Heiklu also knew that if he had not been able to hold back and thrust out the sword in his left hand, the masked assassin's rapier would definitely have been able to hit him first and pierce his body fiercely...

"Brilliant!" Wu Lai in the stands couldn't help but admire. Hekru's dazzling attack and the masked assassin's equally dazzling block were so eye-catching that Wu Lai could not help himself in terms of angle or speed.

At the same time, warm applause broke out in the stands. Although in the eyes of many people, Heklu and the Masked Assassin separated after a simple contact, they were used to watching gladiatorial contests and knew that gladiators of this level either did not get close to each other, or the winner was basically decided when they got close. Now that the winner was undecided, it could better demonstrate their level and strength.

"Woole, the Masked Assassin doesn't seem to want to win." Eddie said with a frown.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if I lose." Wu Lai said with a smile.

In the field, the masked assassin curled up and pounced on Heklu. After attacking seventeen times, he did not launch the eighteenth attack. Instead, he swung his rapier and used a feint to force Heklu back. He then stepped back a few steps, turned around and bowed to where Cosmondo was.

"Master, thank you for your training over the years." The masked assassin said softly, turned his body and assumed a fighting posture.

"What is he going to do?!" Gosmondo shouted angrily. The masked assassin's behavior just now was obviously very unusual. It seemed...

Heklu rushed towards the masked assassin again. The two counterattacks and blocks made him certain of one thing - the masked assassin's strength was slightly inferior to his own. In other words, as long as he was patient, responded carefully, and then consumed a lot of the masked assassin's physical strength, the balance of victory would slowly tilt towards his side.

When approaching the Masked Assassin, Heikulu heard a sigh, but this did not affect his offensive at all...

"Swish!" Hekru swung his first sword, and the tip of the sword fiercely slashed at the chest of the masked assassin...

"Swish", there was a slight sound of tearing cloth, and a bloody mark suddenly appeared on the chest of the masked assassin. The narrow and long blood line expanded instantly...

Haiklu was startled, but he still swung his sword subconsciously...

"Sizzle", two more cross-blood lines appeared between the chest and abdomen of the Masked Assassin...

"Ding", the rapier fell to the ground, and the trident fell to the ground...

Heklu retreated quickly, with surprise flashing in his eyes...

The masked assassin shook his body and put his hand on his chest...

Cheers, noise, exclamations, applause, and angry shouts made the entire arena boil again! "Good job!" Wei Huo jumped up excitedly and raised his fist towards Haiklu, "Well done! Very well done!"

Eddie's face darkened and his brows were instantly locked. Wu Lai slowly put down the telescope.

Alas, all high-end gambling matches are controlled. Wu Lai smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't care about the money. He just felt sorry. The Masked Assassin obviously had the strength to surpass Heklu...

"You're crazy! Are you fucking crazy?" Gosmondo was furious, while Rhine on the side felt both happy and scared.

"Why do you have to do this?" Heklu lowered his swords, his eyes filled with regret.

"It has nothing to do with you." The masked assassin's chest and abdomen were all wet red, and his body began to tremble slightly.

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"It does matter. Such a victory will bring shame to me. Moreover, giving up the competition means that your fighting career is over forever and people will spurn you forever." Heklu sighed heavily and said.

"No matter what, you still won." The masked assassin smiled bitterly and took off the mask on his face, revealing a handsome young face...

Heklu put away his sword, bowed to the masked assassin very seriously, and asked, "Can you tell me your name?"

"My name is Bailey..."

…

In the evening, Wei Huo held a banquet in his own mansion. The reason was naturally to celebrate his great victory in the gambling match with Gosmondo. Wu Lai was also invited. He originally wanted to refuse to attend on the excuse that his leg injury had not healed, but Wei Huo actually "blocked" him personally when the party was over, and Wu Lai had no choice but to "comply".

"How come you are so well-informed? Not many people know about the bet between Gosmondo and I. Tell me, how did you find out about it?" After successfully intercepting Wu Lai, Wei Huo put his arm around his shoulders with a smile.

"I really don't know." Wu Lai said truthfully.

"Oh, you even lied to me, who would believe me?" He rolled his eyes at Wu Lai half-jokingly, feeling guilty. "Or else, you just guessed it. Did you figure it out because I asked you to place a bet yesterday?"

Wu Lai was speechless and thought to himself, are you forcing me to lie?

"Pretend, keep pretending. Humph, don't you know? If you don't know, how can you frame Reinmond? You are so good at beating around the bush. You even took advantage of Eddie from the Shuman family. Don't say it, just for this, I have to admit defeat to you this time." Wei Huo laughed and pulled Wu Lai, "Let's go, take my car."

"General, I'd better take my own car," said Wu Lai.

"Take mine. It's more spacious than yours. If you can't bear to leave little Eddie from the Shuman family, I'll send someone to invite her to come along. I'm going to have a big show tonight, Wu Lai. If you hadn't schemed against Reinmondo, I would have lost miserably this time." Wei Huo dragged Wu Lai as he strode towards his own car. "You bet 100,000 gold coins yesterday. When Gosmondo delivers the money, I'll give you 300,000 gold coins, including your original capital. Are you satisfied? Hahahaha."

Is there money to be gained? If there is money to be gained, that is another matter. Wu Lai immediately nodded with a smile, and of course he did not forget to say a few polite words. He had lost two games to Reinmondo today, so now they were even.

When the banquet was halfway through, Gosmondo sent someone to deliver money. He didn't use a horse-drawn carriage or an ox-drawn cart, but instead asked the butler to bring a million gold coin note from the Huitong Bank in Assyria City and "escort" the masked assassin Bailey, whose upper body was wrapped in bandages, into Wei Huo's mansion, because Bailey was also one of the bets.

Cosmondo could lose money but was unwilling to lose face, so even though he found out the reason why Pele gave up the game, he had to swallow his anger. However, Rainmondo suffered a setback. Of course, Cosmondo's hatred for Wu Lai reached a new level.

…

Wei Huo's banquet did not last too long. When Wu Lai walked out of Wei Huo's mansion, he saw that it was still early, so he simply went to the Shuman Mansion. When Reinmondo came arrogantly to ask for the gambling money today, Eddie's face looked a little unhappy.

After sitting for a while, Wu Lai said goodbye and left. Eddie sent him out the door with a shy smile on his face. As soon as he turned around and walked in, he ran into Yin'er with a playful look on his face.

"Hello, auntie." After seeing that it was Yin'er, Eddie hurriedly greeted her.

"You are laughing so happily. Did Wu Lailin say any sweet words to you?" Yin'er asked jokingly. Eddie and Wu Lai had made rapid progress in the past two days and she was very satisfied.

"There was no love talk." Eddie denied shyly, "He came to give me money."

"Send money?" Yin'er was stunned.

"To be honest, aunt, I gambled with him today and lost 200,000 gold coins. At that time, I promised to bet half of it and said we would give it to you tomorrow. I guess Wu Lai didn't want me to... so he sent a gold note worth 100,000 gold coins." The gold note that Eddie mentioned is the fixed-amount check issued by Wu Lai's Huitong Money House. However, everyone dislikes the pronunciation of fixed-amount checks and cash checks, so they just call them gold notes.

"Oh, he's nice to you." Yin Er said with a smile, "Why don't you let him stay for a while longer?"

"He wants to take the Masked Assassin back to the Green Building to heal his wounds. He said the weather is getting hot, and if they delay, the wound will become more troublesome." Eddie replied.

"The Masked Assassin belongs to Wu Lai now?" Yin'er is an expert and naturally knows the abilities of the Masked Assassin and the strangeness of today's battle.

Eddie nodded: "He said that Weihuo Duncan gave him the Masked Assassin."

"Not bad, this kid is really lucky..." Yin'er said with some envy. You know, although the Masked Assassin's withdrawal from the competition means that he can no longer be a gladiator, his injury today will not cause any damage to his martial arts skills. In other words, the Masked Assassin is an excellent candidate for a personal bodyguard.

At the same time, Wu Lai smiled and said to Bailey, who was sitting against the wall of the carriage, "From now on, there will only be Bailey in this world, and no more masked assassins. And I have to let you know that although I am your master, in my heart, you are the king of gladiators, understand?"

Bailey's heart trembled and he nodded heavily.

"Your injury is nothing. With your physical fitness, you will recover quickly." Wu Lai continued, "The day after tomorrow, you will come back to Salt Marsh Town with me and start as my personal bodyguard. By the way, do you have a last name?"

Bailey shook his head, he was just a slave.

"Then I will give you a surname." Wu Lai smiled slightly, "From now on, you will tell others that your name is Belisarius."

"Thank you, Master." Bailey's eyes lit up. Being given a surname meant that he would no longer be a slave.

"From now on, call me Young Master. I don't like being called Master." Wu Lai said.