Chapter 1287:

"Old Jia Ping, I have seen the lord leader!"
The fat old man said tremblingly, and he was about to kneel after he said.
But perhaps because of his slightly fat body, he wanted to kneel down and worship Su Fan, but he couldn't kneel down for a long time. In the end, he was supported by four or five monks beside him before reluctantly kneeling down.
"You are the boss of this Colosseum?"
Su Fan received Jia Ping's knees, but did not ask him to stand up, but asked directly.
"My lord is misunderstood. The old man is only the steward of this Colosseum, and the boss is someone else. It's just that the boss is out of business and is not in the Colosseum!"
Only after such a short while, Jia Ping knelt with sweat on his forehead. His body seemed to be ill and blind, and he could live to this day, relying solely on the energy stored in his body to continue his life.
"Your boss is out? Then he is in the city now?" Su Fan asked.
When Jia Ping heard Su Fan's question, he immediately understood what the other party meant, so he quickly replied: "Please rest assured, the lord, the boss is in the city, and the old man will send someone to notify him now!"
"Well, you are smart!"
Su Fan nodded in satisfaction: "Get up, take me in and choose a good place to sit down!"
"Yes, please come in, Lord Lord!"
Jia Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and the monks beside him who were in charge of supporting him immediately helped him up again.
After that, Su Fan and others walked into the Colosseum under the leadership of Jia Ping.
Everyone first walked through a narrow corridor, with a branch passage every tens of meters on both sides of the corridor.
According to Jia Ping, these branch passages lead to different stands of the Colosseum.
Some viewers like to face those battles and pursue sensory excitement, and those stands are specially prepared for such people.
Of course, most of the spectators who like to watch this kind of battle have no money. Some powerful people usually sit in the VIP seats at the highest point, overlooking all the duels below.
The place Jia Ping is leading Su Fan to is the VIP seat at the highest point.
At the end of this narrow corridor is a staircase that slopes upward.
When everyone walked through the gloomy stairs to the exit, a pungent and breath rushed towards them!
This air didn't have any effect on people like Su Fan who walked all over the sea of ​​the dead mountain.
On the contrary, it was the female guards who covered their noses and frowned, all almost vomiting.
In the stands below, there were screaming crowds everywhere.
And every time a duel stage is divided, these audiences are like crazy lunatics, roaring hysterically there.
"Damn, the black wolf is dead, and my money has been smashed into the water again!"
"Haha, brother, just say you are not convinced, I said the black wolf will lose, you just don't believe it, you have to buy him to win!"
"This waste made me lose a hundred sacred crystals. Taking his corpse out to feed the dog can't sell a few catties of dog food!"
Compared with the crazy scene in the stands below, the VIP seats are much quieter here.
But these wealthy and powerful people are very obsessed with an out-of-court gambling scene.
At this time, with the end of the next duel, several people who participated in the gambling fight behind this duel, the winning side was grinning, and the losing side was pounded with anger.
Obviously, these people have invested a lot of money in it, otherwise those who lose will not feel so distressed.
"My lord, please follow the old man!"
Jia Ping led Su Fan from the VIP aisle to continue upwards until he reached a separate room on the top floor before stopping.
The area of ​​this room is very large, spanning the entire top of the VIP seat, and hundreds of guards are standing outside.
These guards have a strong aura, and their cultivation bases are all Intermediate Saints.
"My lord, it’s a coincidence that you are here today. The only VIP room in the Colosseum is empty. It’s the best for you to entertain my lord. You have the best view here. Lord, you are free to watch every battle below!"
Jia Ping smiled and introduced the benefits of the Tianzi VIP room to Su Fan: "Leader, you don't have to worry about any security issues. The security measures in our Tianzi VIP room are also the best in our Colosseum!"
"Jia Guan, what you said is wrong, do you think that with the strength of our lord, you still need to send someone to protect it?"
Qingmei said in a calm tone, feeling that Jia Ping's words meant to despise Su Fan no matter how they listened.
"This...Leader, the old man really didn't mean it!"
The cold sweat shed on Jia Ping's face instantly, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while.
"Guanshi Jia should just say something unintentional. Don't be too harsh on him. Besides, there is nothing wrong with protecting him. After all, I don't want to do everything by myself!"
Su Fan didn't mean to blame at all for this, but he thought Qingmei had made a fuss a bit.
"Yes, my lord!"
Qingmei clasped her fists to salute, but she felt upset in her heart, feeling that Su Fan was deliberately favoring Jia Ping.
If not, why she should be treated coldly by Su Fan when she made a mistake, and Su Fan just said something to this bad old man Jia Ping.
"I have seen Mr. Jia!"
The guards of the Colosseum standing outside the VIP room of Tianzi saw Jia Ping bringing Su Fan and others over, and they came forward to salute.
"Ok!"
Jia Ping stroked his beard and nodded, pointing to Su Fan and signaled to the guards: "This is the distinguished guest who came today. You must protect his safety. You must not be careless. If there is an emergency, you will lose it. If you lose your life, you won’t be able to harm your distinguished guest!"
"Understood, Old Jia!"
The guards glanced at Su Fan, and they were all secretly surprised.
Because, in the past, as long as the distinguished guests came, Jia Ping would only simply greet them, but he didn't say so much like today.
Although it is their obligation to protect the lives of distinguished guests, Jia Ping does not need to stress this kind of remarks.
It can be seen that the distinguished guest who came today is absolutely extraordinary.
"It's General Ome and her men!"
One of the guards suddenly recognized the Qingmei and the female guards beside Su Fan, and his face was suddenly full of surprise.
Of course, not only him, but the other guards were also surprised.
You know, Ome is the personal guard of the leader, and basically never leaves the leader half a step.
Then, they looked at Su Fan standing next to Qingmei, and immediately remembered the important news from the headquarters of the Brotherhood.
Could this boy be the new leader?
hiss!
The guards couldn't help taking a breath, and the expression on their faces instantly became extremely serious.