Chapter 51 Madman
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The flying vehicle slowly landed on the apron inside the arena.
The security omnics lined up and prepared to escort Qin Xia back to the cave.
Before getting off the plane, Brown patted Qin Xia on the back: "Go back with confidence, great inventor. The detection device on the way to the cave cannot detect your little technology hidden under the invisibility cloak. Creation, you can bring them back safely without my company.”
A trace of surprise flashed across Qin Xia's face, and then she nodded: "Okay, Mr. Zoba Yang, I wish you a happy flight."
"What does this joke mean?" Brown asked.
"Ace pilot." Qin Xia answered.
"That's pretty good." Brown smiled brightly.
Qin Xia glanced at Brown again, opened the cabin door, jumped out, and walked further into the arena under the surveillance of the security intelligence.
Brown also got off the aircraft and leaned against the shell of the aircraft like Qin Xia did when they first met him, watching Qin Xia off.
Qin Xia still had another question to ask, and subconsciously glanced back at Brown.
However, Qin Xia had already gone quite far in just a few steps. If he had any questions, he couldn't ask them now.
"Goodbye." Brown raised his hand and waved.
Qin Xia nodded, turned around and continued walking.
At this moment, both Brown and Qin Xia felt that the conversation they had just had during the journey was quite enjoyable.
Brown usually pretends to be a lunatic. At most, when he pretends to be tired, he pretends that his butcher's nails are not torturing himself for a few minutes, and he acts like a normal person for a while.
Whether he was facing Tarke or others, he had no one with whom he could talk freely.
"Go and maintain my aircraft! Now! Immediately right the fuck!"
Qin Xia heard Brown roaring and roaring at the arena staff.
It's just that the voice always sounds a bit reluctant in Qin Xia's ears.
When Qin Xia walked to the straight corridor leading to the cave, he suddenly saw the patriarch of the Tarke family and the person who looked like the person in charge of the new arena walking together.
The two were talking and laughing, and had a great time talking.
“That bastard of Wiz pretended to obey me, and he sold the things I rewarded him to those bastards of the Julius family. The Julius family might use my things as Supplies for the curse ceremony, it doesn’t matter. I can bear it.”
“But that bastard actually lied to me. He said that he sent his wife and daughter to spend the carnival in a cave.”
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"But actually not."
"I just said angry words at the time, do you understand? I don't want to treat him so cruelly. He doesn't need to send his wife and daughter in, and then be honest with me. Said: Oh, I'm sorry, my master, I didn't carry out your order, please kill me."
"It doesn't matter, I can let him go because of his honesty and his honesty that is not afraid of being killed by me. He even rewarded him."
"..."
Talk kept talking, with a painful expression on his face.
The new person in charge next to him had no expression on his face and just nodded in agreement.
Even among the yes-men group, this kind of person is still the lowest type.
"Look who's back." Tarke stopped, looked at Qin Xia enthusiastically, opened his arms, "Have you killed the person in charge and his whole family?"
Qin Xia Of course, he did not go up to hug Tarke who stretched out his arms, but stood there, looking down at the most powerful man in Nuceria.
“Indeed.” Qin Xia nodded, “There is no one left in the manor.”
"His daughter didn't stay either?" Tucker suddenly looked sad, "I... His daughter was fostered in my house for a year when she was young. My wife and I liked her very much... She was also killed by you. ”
Qin Xia nodded.
To be honest, he was not sure. Maybe the daughter of the person in charge went out and did not come back.
He was too lazy to look for the body to investigate.
"Ancestor..." Tarke's tears fell like broken beads, "I did something wrong again...Why do these things never go as smoothly as I want?" Rigorous? ”
The new person in charge patted Tucker on the back.
"Since everyone is dead... I have to cheer up..." Tucker took a deep breath and raised his head, as if to let the tears flow back, "Besides, that little girl is not a kind person. , she has killed many people, so just die."
Talk returned to normal instantly, and his enthusiastic expression returned; "I want to invite you to my brother's house, let's go together. Look at his expression after his son died during his performance." As he spoke, Talk gestured and danced.
"You are the one who killed all his sons. It would be more interesting if you went to his performance."
"Then...then we killed him."
"Use your witchcraft."
Talk flashed his body left and right, making a gesture of breaking things hard.
“Twist off his head too!”
“You can only rip off the head? Can you rip off the limbs or something?”
"If you can, break off my brother bit by bit, starting from the hands and feet. If you can't, forget it. I won't force you. I know that your wizard's abilities are not that handy."
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Qin Xia looked at Tarke without saying a word.
Madman.
This is Qin Xia’s evaluation of Tarke.
He didn't know what this man had gone through and how he came to be the leader of the clan. He only knew that this man was crazy. The only benefit to ordinary people might be that he regarded real slaves as humanoid creatures instead of just a bunch of people. Treat excrement.
Qin Xia also had to lament the complexity of the situation.
It is such a madman, a terrifying madman, who can get what he needs to achieve his goal, and what he cannot get no matter how many days and nights he fights for the audience in the arena.
"Aaron is dead." the new person in charge said.
“What?!” Tarke was startled.
"He is dead." The person in charge repeated in a low voice, "I just wanted to tell you about the report I received this morning."
Talke was stunned and froze in place.
His expression is as uncertain as his character, sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes gloating, sometimes fearful.
"It doesn't matter." Tarke stretched out his hand and patted Qin Xia's arm gently, "It doesn't matter whether he kills or not, don't worry about him being my brother. He often talked to him when he was young. My father tied me to a tree and used him as a target, so I hate him. You don’t have to worry about me taking revenge on you.”
“But he is indeed my brother, and we had a good relationship when we were very young. .”
"Anyway...I...I actually feel that he doesn't deserve to die. It's not his fault that he became like that, but the fault of the environment."
"I...I...Ailon, he ..."
Talk was incoherent and hemming and hawing.
The new person in charge patted Tucker on the back and whispered comfort: "If you think he deserves to die, he must die. Even if you have the idea of letting him die for just a moment, he will die. You are the master of the Tarke family. You are the top noble among the top nobles. Everything in the Tarke family is private property that you can dispose of at will. Isn't it just a dead person?"
"But. Elon is my brother," Tucker whispered, "How could I..."
"It's okay, Master, his life is your private property, just like everyone and everything in the Tarke family, as well as the nobles who serve the Tarke family, and us slaves." The person in charge sincerely comforted .
"You are right...brother. In any case, we are one step closer to my goal of slaughtering all the nobles." Tarke had tears in his eyes and kept taking deep breaths, "Thank you for comforting me. .”
The person in charge nodded repeatedly.
"I will achieve my goal, right?" Tucker suddenly looked at Qin Xia and asked sincerely, "You will also help me. After all, you hate them too, right?"
Qin Xia looked into Tarke's eyes.
This mental illness always makes him feel terrified.
"Lord Tarke is not mentally stable right now. If you have anything to say, please wait until later. I will arrange it later." The new arena leader made a gesture of invitation, "You first Go back and tell the communicator on the gate if you have anything, I will listen and consider it."
Qin Xia walked past Tarke.
Talk looked at Qin Xia's back and asked the person in charge: "He will help me, right? Him and his gladiator friends?"
"Yes master , you have a great goal, so of course.”
The new person in charge coaxed Tarke like a child.
(End of this chapter)