Chapter 2740 the pattern has been set
"But...but now this is not our home field..."
"If...if I don't spit it out, I don't know what it will turn into..."
"call……"
"You...you should understand what I mean..."
"Although this wave of leeks can harvest tens of billions of low-grade star cores, the danger factor is there. This is a gamble with our entire Colosseum!"
"I... I still don't think this is very reliable..."
"call……"
The middle-aged man in a simple robe shook his head while talking, and the aggrieved expression on his face became more and more, and he didn't know how much anger was generated in his heart!
"okay!"
"do not talk!"
"I've made up my mind! Stop talking!"
"You know the danger, how can that kid named Fang Fan not know?"
"Although he has a certain upper hand now, so what?"
"Hehe... It's still unknown what it will turn into in the end!"
"At that time, he will definitely not dare to press the Faceless Demon too hard..."
"At that time, when the last step is reached, I will choose to give up on my own!"
"When he admits defeat, all the star cores will belong to our Colosseum!"
"What danger can there be!"
The middle-aged man in a simple robe was talking, his eyes flickered with a different kind of brilliance, while talking at this moment, his breathing became imperceptibly rapid, and all kinds of excitement exploded at this moment!
Needless to say about other things for the time being, the feeling will follow in place virtually!
"Second Lord! This is your ideal situation. In case...in case something unexpected happens, how should you deal with yourself..."
"Second Master, you... you are really taking too much risk!"
"Second Master! Otherwise, you still..."
Snapped……
A loud slap sounded, Bao Ming, the middle-aged steward of the Colosseum, subconsciously touched his blushing face, and subconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth.
How... how did it become like this...
This mentality exploded!
These are all his loyal words, why... why did he get a slap in the face?
Bao Ming, the middle-aged steward of the Colosseum, took a deep breath, and naturally felt extremely upset in his heart!
In the end...what do you want to do! Can't you just be a little more steady?
"Second Master..."
The middle-aged steward of the Colosseum, Bao Ming, gritted his teeth, and roared twice with a displeased face, his facial expression changed very sincerely!
"Shut up!"
"Just follow my orders!"
"There are some things that you don't need to worry about, so don't worry about them!"
"That's all!"
"get out!"
The middle-aged man in a simple robe snorted coldly, and then said impatiently.
Bao Ming, the middle-aged steward of the Colosseum, wriggled his lips and wanted to say something more, but after seeing the posture of the person in front of him, he completely died down.
What else can this do?
I can only follow the stop!
Who let others be the master...
...
On the No. 8 arena, Fang Fan's spirit was tense all the time, ready to launch a full-scale attack immediately!
This wave of battle is going to start at this moment!
More intense battles are coming soon!
The man in black robe, that is, the faceless celestial demon sharp thorn slowly climbed up from the pool of black blood on the ground at this moment, his eyes flickered with mad killing intent!
A wave of feeling is in place, as if it is about to sprint out completely!
What shines out of his dark eyes is madness and death!
