v3 Chapter 117： Thank you (1/2)

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No one can complete the first day of training.

Until the sun goes down, after dinner, everyone is hungry and sticks their backs. The fastest person just completed one-third of the extra training. Zhang Heng still paddled the water and maintained a moderate progress. And Bach is the worst. His training volume was the highest among all the people, and he naturally increased the most after doubling.

Now he was like he was taken out of the water, staring at his eyes, staring at Gabi not far away.

Gabi, as if not feeling the anger and resentment of Bach, silently looked at the trainer walking around the crowd, urging those who want to take a break to continue training.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore, he threw away the training sword in his hand, and shouted, ”I want to eat, I want to eat !!! Even if we need to practice, let's have enough to eat.”

His words also won the approval of the vast majority of people present, but there were not many people who responded to him, only three or five. Although the remaining people did not speak, the look on their faces also showed that they agreed with this sentence in their hearts. words.

Gabi heard that he walked in front of the guy who threw away his training sword, coldly, ”Pick up your weapon.”

If it was in peacetime, the person who threw the sword would not dare to disobey Gabi's order, but now maybe he feels that his requirements are reasonable, or maybe he feels that there are so many people behind him to support himself, and the guy who threw the sword is more courageous than usual Stronger and did not bend to pick up his training sword.

”Very good, you don't need to train and you don't need to train. Go to the mine with the guy named Varo the day after tomorrow.” Gabi said.

The sword-thrower was shocked when he heard what he said. At this time, he suddenly realized that he had done something stupid. The life and death and fate of these slaves were in Gabi's hands, but it was only a matter of the other party.

Marcruz is not here, Gabi is the biggest king here, but he is now begging for mercy. Gabi seems to be determined to take him as a negative role model. After this sentence, two trainers came forward. The sword thrower was erected from left to right and dragged him outside the training ground.

The latter screamed while struggling, ”You can't do this to me, let me be a gladiator, I can make more money!”

”Do I look like a gladiator?” Gabi said lightly. The reason why he made such a decision was not only to kill chickens and tamarins, but to train others, but also because he was in a bad mood. With.

It doesn't matter if Habitus doesn't want to obey his orders. After all, Habitus is also the old man of the Gladiator School, and he is also a celebrity in the arena. But what is this kid in front of? I dare to slap him with his own value, as long as such goods are willing to spend money.

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

The person who threw the sword was about to be dragged out of the training field. I did not expect that the next two trainers stopped suddenly.

Gabi frowned, and the sword-thrower was glad, thinking that Gabi had changed his mind, but the next moment Gabi's gaze passed over him and landed on another figure behind him.

”What are you doing back?” Gabi asked.

”The show is over, I'm back to training.” Varo replied, his appearance has changed a lot. He has shaved his beard that he hadn't shaved for weeks, and his hair has been cut short. The whole person looks a lot more energetic. The most important thing is that his eyes are finally alive, and he is no longer indifferent to everything. I can see that he should be very anxious when doing these things. There are still a few shaves left on his cheeks. Road wound.