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Zhang Heng did not expect that Gabi would take him directly to Marcruz's residence.

The latter, Domus, was not in the gladiator school, but was located diagonally across the street, in a good location.

The so-called Domus refers to the mansion of the rich. Unlike the villas of modern society, Domus looks more like a small fortress. It looks like a shell, has almost no windows, and is not like the kind of civilians. Apartment with balcony.

Zhang Heng followed Gabi into the gate, passed through the porch, and came to the front hall. Although there is no window, the light in it is good. This is because the front hall has no roof. This design not only allows the sun to shine, but also Collect rainwater.

When I encounter a rainy day, the rainwater will flow along the mouths of the statues on the edge of the roof, and it will fall into a square rain pond.

The rain sink can not only play a decorative role, let the sparkling waves reflect on the surrounding walls, increase the mood, and connect to the underground water storage tank, which ensures that a Domus can have water at any time. On the contrary, living Civilians in the apartment building had to go to the wells and fountains in the city to fetch water.

Zhang Heng didn't expect that Marcruz was standing in the front room waiting for him, and when he saw him, he immediately walked over with enthusiasm and took his shoulders.

This can be described as a shocking act in the eyes of other Romans. The master personally came out to greet the slave, and also made actions that only friends could do. It was even more rare that Marcruz's face was not reluctant. The meaning, as if all this could not be more natural, is completely from the heart.

Now he looks kind and full of affinity, and he was two people sitting on the second floor balcony and looking down at his slaves.

But when all this was fun, a cold humming spoiled the atmosphere of happiness of the subject and the guest.

Zhang Heng had noticed the young girl standing on the second floor. When he walked into the front hall, the other person's face became gloomy. When Marcruz took Zhang Heng's shoulders, the young girl even stomped her feet. Turning his head back to the room.

"Oh, that's my second daughter, Dorma," Marcruz introduced. "Don't worry about it. I've been busy with the gladiator school. I didn't have time to manage her, so she developed this. Wild nature, let's go to the reception room. "

Gagabi seemed to be a little worried about Marcruz's safety, and said, "Master ... should some more people come?"

"It's okay," Marcruz waved. "Zhang Heng is his own person. Besides, with his skill, if he really wants to kill me, you may not be able to stop the person you are looking for."

Gagabi bowed and stopped saying anything.

克鲁 Marcruz smiled again. "Let's go to the reception room."

Compared with the front hall, the light in the reception room is a bit dim, but once the eyes adapt to this dim light, you can see the murals on the wall and the mosaic floor tiles under the feet, which are quite colorful.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing is a large table and the gem-studded chair behind the table. Marcruz is sitting on it now, and he points to the other stool opposite.

So Zhang Heng sat up politely.

"Interesting, I asked Gabby and other people who were in charge of contacting slave traders and inspectors. They couldn't remember who bought you that day." Marcruz said as he looked Zhang Heng.

所以 "So?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"So I guess this is a good thing, because it means that no one knows your past, we can do some articles on it to increase your appeal to the audience-mystery, this is a good thing for women Fatal appeal, but now the mystery on you is not enough, I can ask people to release some ambiguous gossip, such as you are a prince of a certain country in the East, or a general or something, and have been secretly cast off into Rome Later, they became unfortunate slaves and were sold to the arena. Every woman loves such stories, which also inspires their sympathy ... "

Marcus talked eloquently, but when he said with interest that half found Zhang Heng had no response, he patted his head again, "Oh, haven't I said, I want you to be the new Victor Arena. Ace, do you know Sinatus, he was the most popular and admired man in Rome when he was at the Gladiator School, and I can give you everything he has, no, I can give you more than he has Everything makes you more famous than him. "

"And what am I going to pay?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Victory, many victories, non-stop victories," Marcruz leaned back, "I have nothing to ask you except victory. My friend, of course, we also need you to cooperate to do something when necessary. Publicity. "

"I am your slave, you can just order me directly in this kind of thing, if not, you can also threaten me with death." Zhang Hengdao.

"No, no, no, I didn't treat you as a slave, you are different from those guys," Marcruz said, taking a bottle of wine and two glasses from the table. "People who know me know that I am exceptional Respect talents, as long as you have the ability, I will respect you, not to mention why I do n’t know why you feel special when you see you at first glance. I am not talking about appearance, this feeling is more like a soul I like you, really, and I think we can definitely do something big together, your strength, and my operation, the whole Rome will be crazy for you. "

Marcruz poured the wine into two glasses ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ enthusiastically, "Taste, this is wine from Persia."

After Zhang Heng took the cup and drank, he continued, "Now we are friends. If you have any requirements or needs, you can tell me, beauties, fine wines ... or anything else, as long as it is within my ability. Within, I can satisfy you. "

Zhang Heng heard that he put down the glass and said, "I want to go out and breathe."

"No problem, you can just leave the gladiator school, just talk to Gabi." Marcruz nodded without hesitation. He was not worried about Zhang Heng's escape. The latter had no relatives in Rome, and he looked very good. The characteristics, coupled with his fame now, make it even harder to escape.

However, Zhang Heng didn't want to leave for the time being. He mainly wanted to get things stored outside. It wasn't bad because he became famous. At least it seemed that Marcruz still wanted to maintain a relative with him. The close relationship, that is to say, the latter should no longer covet the things on him, and Zhang Heng has been bored at the Gladiator School for so many days and wants to visit the ancient Roman city.

"What else?" Marcruz thoughtfully.

还有 "Also, I don't want to date anyone." Zhang Hengdao.

克鲁 Marcruz heard the words, but gradually put away a smile, a look of embarrassment on his face.

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