Chapter 3034: Conspiracy to go bankrupt

The expectations of the audience on the spot, and the calculation of the death arena, could not arouse the slightest interest of Tang Zhen.
He only cares about one thing, when will the enemy reappear, and how long do he have to wait.
If this matter is related to the mad god, will the other person show up and peep after discovering his own trace?
Doubts and misgivings require careful action.
Therefore, this matter must not be rushed, it is better to change with the same.
No one knows Tang Zhen's plan, they only care about their own affairs, that is, how to earn more benefits.
When Tang Zhen won again and won the confidence of the audience, the managers of the arena decided to close the net.
They dispatched several special duels to join the camp opposite Tang Zhen, preparing to behead him in public this time.
The last accident happened can only be regarded as an accident, and similar things are absolutely not allowed to happen again.
These duelists are monks, especially good at covering up and hiding, to ensure that the audience can not see their strange.
As for the rune squad that suppresses the monks, the control right is already in the hands of the managers, and it is easy to make secret changes.
Any duel, in the face of several unrepressed monks, will inevitably die.
Simultaneously with the dark box operation, the arena managers again launched the navy to promote Tang Zhen's intrepidity and bravery.
Because in the previous battles, even if no one deliberately publicized, the audience was full of confidence in Tang Zhen.
Of course, some people doubt it, but it is only a few.
The audience insisted on believing in their own judgment, but did not realize at all that they were actually influenced by those words.
For this situation, the managers of the arena are very satisfied and think that everything is under control.
When the stipulated time arrived, Tang Zhen debuted again.
Those optimistic about him, waving their arms constantly, send him encouragement and blessings.
In Tang Zhen's body, shouldering the good expectations of the bettors, everyone hopes that he can win, and he can turn himself over in one fell swoop.
Managers are also laughing, but the smile is meaningful.
As the host's voice sounded, the grouping was completed in an instant, and the surface looked evenly matched.
Absolute justice and fairness are the slogans of the arena propaganda, the purpose is to let bettors bet with peace of mind.
Of course, this is just to deceive a fool. It is absolutely impossible to guarantee fairness and justice for anything that involves interests.
Even between brothers and sisters, there will be disputes of interest. In places like the death arena, there can be no real fairness.
But even so, there are still countless gamblers who go on to succeed, just because of the fluke mentality in their hearts, dreaming of getting rich overnight.
Participating in this kind of gambling activity is a fluke in itself, and it is reasonable to suffer a loss.
In short, ten bets and nine losses, the rich income of the arena of death, this is how to earn a fortune.
Surrounded by darkness, the battle is about to begin.
Tang Zhen, who was widely watched, looked at the teammates around him, and at the enemies on the opposite side, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth.
It was only a short time before, and he could not wait to use the dirty methods. The death arena was too anxious.
It's just that no matter how it is planned, Tang Zhen is destined to live in vain. Tang Zhen will definitely not let the guys get their wish.
As the battle began, the conspiracy began.
The enemies cooperated with each other to support the teammates around Tang Zhen to ensure that they could not provide assistance during the battle.
The monk who is responsible for sniping is hidden in the crowd, looking for opportunities to start.
Some of Tang Zhen's teammates have also secretly cooperated with the enemy, apparently having betrayed the enemy before.
Although this will result in being defeated and killed, compared with the benefits obtained, this loss can be fully tolerated.
In a world capable of dying and resurrecting, Aboriginals will think about problems in a completely different way than humans in the normal world.
Tang Zhen, who was targeted by the conspiracy, was still calm and calm, and did not take all this into consideration.
What about the monks in battle, and how to be targeted by the conspiracy, in front of absolute power, it is just a group of native chickens and dogs.
Fortunately, Tang Zhen didn't care, otherwise they would be severely punished if they offended the gods alone.
Don't think that you can be resurrected from death, you can despise everything, that is just the welfare of the spirit world.
As long as you leave the spiritual realm, resurrection from the dead is a joke, including those false gods, there is no chance of resurrection.
Therefore, the foreign gods did not look down on the indigenous gods at all, and they never thought they could sit on their own.
"Dead!"
A voice came, and the monk posing as a duel had attacked Tang Zhen.
At the same time, several teammates around him deliberately stuck Tang Zhen's dodge route.
In this case, Tang Zhen could not dodge at all, and could only carry the deadly attack of the enemy.
Due to the unexpectedness and the inability to perform, Tang Zhen's situation became extremely unfavorable.
Several other monks saw this and quickly stepped forward to prepare to cooperate with their associates.
The monk responsible for the assassination was covered with grimace, as if stepping on an ant.
In the face of mortals, monks always have a high mindset, and the same is true in the spirit world.
No matter how good Tang Zhen's performance is, in the eyes of the monks, it is nothing more than a strong ant.
They even felt that the managers of the arena were overkill and did not need to arrange so many people to deal with Tang Zhen.
It can be easily solved with only one shot.
This is the case with this monk, who not only wanted to kill Tang Zhen, but also trampled on his dignity.
For all the audience to see, the duel they hoped for was so vulnerable.
The dreams were broken, the illusions disappeared, and there was a look of sorrow.
Such a scene makes people feel intoxicated and intoxicated.
Some of the spectators in the arena had already noticed that something was wrong and stood up and shouted loudly.
The problem is that being in the stands can't affect the duel in the field, and even shouting is useless.
The control of the arena, with a smug smile, seems to have seen the scene of Tang Zhen's head in a strange place.
At this moment, Tang Zhen raised the bronze dagger in his hand.
With just a light wave, Hongxia flashed and swept across the enemy in front of him.
The audience in the stands, as if they saw a red fish, was passing through the crowd.
The place where the fish swam left a clear trace, and then set off blood red waves.
The duels on the field felt that they were under the water waves, and they could see the waves flashing.
The original fierce enemies, as if hit by an invisible force, flew blood from the vital parts.
"It's you who died."
Tang Zhen put down the bronze short sword in his hand and glanced at several teammates beside him, sneered and said something.
The few received secret orders, cooperated with the enemy to kill Tang Zhen's traitor, and slowly knelt down to the ground.
"Poof!"
Dozens of blood arrows shot out from the front and back of their bodies.
As for the enemies on the opposite side, they have all fallen to the ground, and none survived.
Seeing this scene, the teammates in the same camp and the audience around the arena all fell silent.
They have guessed the result, there are various possibilities, but it is definitely not like this.
"What are you still doing, cheering, you are making money!"
Tang Zhen said in a faint tone, although the voice was not high, but everyone in the arena could hear it.