Chapter 117: The Colosseum

Soon, the hundreds of people were divided into several groups, and the beautiful females were treated the best—they had never been whipped after the arrival of the director.

And the worst thing is those males who are not good looking and in bad shape, just now, the person in charge directly smoked a few males to death, and the dead males were lying on the ground alone, and there was no one to collect the corpses.

"Listen, now that you're here, you have to follow the rules of this place - don't try to escape, unless you want to be bombarded to slag."

The person in charge shook the long whip in his hand, and when he said this, his gaze fell meaningfully on Bai Mengmeng's body, obviously warning Bai Mengmeng.

Bai Mengmeng just shrugged her shoulders, of course she wouldn't give up the idea of escaping, but not now.

She's not stupid enough to take her life for child's play.

After a long period of plausible threats, the people who had been divided into several waves were quickly taken away by the heads of their respective regions.

The gladiatorial arena and the red street were not in the same direction, and those girls were taken away by their mother Sang, and Bai Mengmeng was also taken to the gladiatorial arena with a large group of males.

As soon as he entered the gladiatorial arena, Bai Mengmeng smelled a strong smell of blood, which was the smell of blood accumulated over many years, even if it was cleaned up, it still couldn't be dispersed, just like the red land on the battlefield, and the bright red soil could no longer find its former color.

The strong beasts were kept in cages, and in some cages, there were orcs who fought with the beasts, most of them were covered in bruises, some of them were missing arms and legs, and outside the cages, there were often a large crowd of people, either applauding the beasts or applauding the orcs.

Bai Mengmeng and they were taken directly to the backstage, compared to the bloody in front, the backstage was much calmer, and the people who had no scene fell to the ground horizontally, some sat on the ground and gave themselves medicine, and some hung their heads and didn't know what they were thinking.

The person in charge of the gladiatorial arena led them all the way through the backstage, and finally stopped in a clearing, Bai Mengmeng saw that behind the clearing, there was a tall building, and in the center of the building, two black doors were closed, like a bloody mouth open in the night.

"Alright, trash, you'll be the trash of the Colosseum from now on."

The person in charge clapped his hands and poured out a large number of metal cards from the space button.

The experience of being called garbage for several days has made these people numb to the name of garbage, and when they heard the obviously insulting words of the person in charge, the others just raised their eyelids, and they didn't even bother to use the strength to resist.

It seems that the shepherd's training is working.

The person in charge looked at this group of puppets with satisfaction, who no longer knew how to resist.

"I am your master, the hedger."

The hedgerat shook the whip in his hand, the whip is the most common, used to deal with the "garbage" weapon, the whipping can wear down people's will and self-esteem, once they resist, in exchange for the whip, under such stimulation, they gradually go to the idea of resisting.

"Trash, take your cards of life and death - if you lose them, wait for the whip!"

The hedgerat kicked the metal sign under his feet forward, and the silver whip in his hand was directly drawn on the body of the person closest to him, and the man's already bloody back suddenly added another whip mark, and the red blood flowed out directly, and he rolled on the ground in pain.