Crossing the famine, the special agent peasant girl blows up one by one

When Ji Miaoxuan was thinking about how to kill Qu Qiuning, a person she didn't want to see suddenly appeared beside her.

"Miss, I finally found you."

An old man with snow-white hair and two pigtails stood beside Ji Miaoxuan and spoke respectfully.

Ji Miaoxuan looked up at her old housekeeper with great impatience.

"Miss, Madam said that your grandfather's 60th birthday is coming up, and she asked you to go back."

Although the old man found his young lady, he was not happy at all.

His wife spoiled the young lady so much that she secretly left home alone, leaving a letter saying that she wanted to go out and make a living.

But he knew very well that when the girl heard that Fengming Villa was massacred, she was obsessed with the guy she loved so much.

"Uncle Ji, you go back first. I still have some things to do. I will go back after I finish them."

There was a hint of displeasure in Ji Miaoxuan's tone.

"Then I will stay here until you finish your work, and then we can go back together."

After the old man finished speaking, he stood beside Ji Miaoxuan and said nothing more.

Qu Qiuning held the teacup and drank the tea in her hand. If this woman dared to ruin her good deeds, then don't blame her for being cruel.

At this time, four men were chatting at the table next to them.

"Hey! Did you hear that someone wants to challenge Xue Kui in the arena tonight?"

"Who is so bold as to challenge the gladiator king Xue Kui?"

"I heard it was a thin little woman."

"What? Are you sure? A woman dares to challenge?"

A slightly plump man asked in disbelief.

"It's definitely correct. The news was announced by the madam of Baihua Tower herself at the celebration. How could it be false? You all know that the Arena and Baihua Tower are one family."

When the others heard this, they knew it was true and immediately smiled with excitement on their faces.

"How much are you betting this time?" A man with a mustache leaned forward and asked excitedly.

"Hey, hey, isn't it obvious? We have to bet everything. It's such a good opportunity, don't you think the money is too much!"

After they finished talking, they burst into laughter. All the guests on the third floor heard that they were laughing very proudly. They were talking very loudly and everyone knew that they were talking about the Colosseum.

People who had never participated in the game came forward to ask questions.

"Sir, do you think the woman who goes to challenge us has a chance of winning? If we bet on the wrong person, won't we lose everything?"

A man with a pointed chin and monkey face came over and asked carefully.

Everyone looked at him like he was a fool, wondering if he was mentally ill.

"What do you think will happen if you take an egg and hit a stone?" asked the slightly plump man with his eyes squinted.

"The egg will be smashed to pieces,"

"That's right! Then you must bet on Xue Kui to win. Are you stupid enough to bet on a woman?"

After the man finished speaking, everyone knew who they were going to bet on.

Qu Qiuning looked out the window with a hint of pride in her eyes. This was the effect she wanted.

I didn’t expect Zheng Linxiu’s publicity efforts to be so strong. Now everyone in the streets and even the entire Jincheng should be talking about this challenge.

Song Yanfeng on the side was not as relaxed as Qu Qiuning, because he found that there were people monitoring him around, and there was more than one wave. He knew that they were Zheng Linxiu's people, and another wave was from Mingge. Maybe his clone had been exposed, and he couldn't see where the other wave came from.

The challenge is about to begin tonight, and so many people are eyeing her covetously. Although he has arranged for An Ye to protect her, he is still very worried.

The most important thing is that tonight is the monthly poison attack day. I hope the attack can be postponed, even for the time of an incense stick.

Qu Qiuning saw that Song Yanfeng looked worried. He must be worried that she would challenge him tonight.

"I say, why are you looking so miserable? Eat when you need to, drink when you need to, and don't look down on me."

Qu Qiuning's confident expression made Song Yanfeng's mouth twitch. Didn't she really know that he was very worried that something might happen to her?

She's still here as if nothing happened. Does she have a heart?

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

Qu Qiuning looked at Song Yanfeng's enchanting face and said calmly.

She had seen all kinds of grand scenes. She had even experienced a battlefield full of artillery fire in a certain country. How could she be afraid of a small gladiator in the arena?

Not to mention this ancient time which was thousands of years behind, a nine-foot-tall man? Qu Qiu Ning had never been afraid of him.

Soon, night was about to replace day. Qu Qiuning and Song Yanfeng were having dinner when crowds of people began to surge on the street downstairs.

Many people went to the arena to watch the challenge, but more people went to participate in the game.

Qu Qiuning took Song Yanfeng downstairs. As soon as they walked out of the teahouse, they received strange looks from passers-by. They all looked at Qu Qiuning, as if they had known it was her. They looked at her with contempt and disgust, as if Qu Qiuning deserved it and was going to die.

Qu Qiuning doesn't care what these people say. The happier she laughs now, the more miserable she will cry in a moment.

Before they reached the gate of the arena, Zheng Geng, a subordinate of Zheng Linxiu, came with his men to meet them.

"Miss, my master has been waiting for a long time, please come in."

Led by Zheng Geng, Qu Qiuning entered the arena. The arena was large and circular, with a competition stage in the center and the first floor where talented people collected from many places were imprisoned.

The second and third floors are places for people to watch the competition, and there are rows of benches, the scale of which is similar to the scene of watching basketball games in modern times.

Qu Qiuning and Song Yanfeng were taken to the third floor and entered a room where Zheng Linxiu and Qin Haoyuan were already sitting on chairs, drinking tea leisurely.

"Girl, you finally came as promised. I thought you weren't coming!"

Zheng Linxiu said in a ruffian tone, waving his folding fan.

"Sir, you have always sent people to protect us, how can I refuse your kindness?

Besides, although I am a woman, I always keep my word. You will know my character in the future."

Qu Qiuning raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Zheng Linxiu, who looked like a dandy young man. What would happen to him if she banned the arena?

"Sir, you should fulfill your promise to me now, Jing Mei"

Qu Qiuning sat down and waited for Zheng Linxiu's answer.

"Zheng Geng, go and bring that woman up to me." As soon as Zheng Linxiu said this, Zheng Geng immediately went to do it.

After a while, a scarred woman was brought up, and Zheng Geng threw the woman to the ground.

The woman raised her head and stared at Zheng Linxiu who was sitting in his seat with hatred in her eyes.

"Girl, what do you want to do with this woman? She is a tough nut to crack." Zheng Linxiu looked at Jing Mei with disdain in his eyes.

This woman was very strong and was sold to the Arena for fifty taels of silver. If it weren't for the fact that she was a woman with great strength and still had some value, he would have sent her to Baihua Tower long ago.