✓ Pit all over the interstellar [interstellar]

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The author has something to say: I'm very sorry, summer is here, I like to eat Haisei, I just had a tummy after eating cold drinks two days ago, and today I don't know because of what (there are too many types I don't know why), my stomach has been hurting, I hung water in the hospital for an afternoon, there is only so much for the update, sorry

Dimon, the king of mercenaries who walked in the stars, a veteran figure of the gladiatorial arena.

When the gladiatorial arena was not famous at the beginning of its creation, he played two games here because he was bored, and he felt that it was interesting and stayed.

Later, it gradually evolved into being upset, so he came here to find someone to play/vent, and made sure that he would forget all his troubles.

The founder of the gladiatorial arena saw that he was powerful, famous, and proud, so he invited him to become the elder here.

The senator, to put it nicely, is actually a tool for suppressing the thorns.

Due to the quality of the gladiatorial arena, the people who come here to play are people who are not afraid of the sky, if there is something dissatisfied, it is to immediately lift the table and smash the field, at this time, it is necessary to use force qiáng people to appear to suppress.

Dimon has fame and strength, so he was invited over.

Later, the gladiatorial arena became famous, and no one dared to come to find fault, he was like a mascot, and he was just placed there to look good and add a façade.

A while ago, he organized some people to go to the hometown of different shòu, achieved good results, went home to see his wife, wife and children, and then came to the star network to see.

As soon as he came up, he was pulled into the office by the person in charge, saying that he asked him to help.

Dimon smiled playfully: "Since you guys have become famous, when do you need Lao Tzu to suppress the field again?"

The person in charge smiled and ignored the run in Dimon's words: "It's not for you to suppress the field, but now there is a very famous little guy coming here to compete, if you are the opponent, the game must be very interesting."

And most importantly, the gladiatorial arena can make money, make money, make big money!

Dimon plucked his ears, thinking that he had misheard: "You really see fèngcha needles, hate to squeeze Lao Tzu gānjing, you have made a lot of money through Lao Tzu's fame over the years, really I won't be annoyed, right!" Bub? How small it can be, at least adults come here.

It didn't take long for him to go to the Yishòu Forest, how did he come back and emerge a qiáng who needed him as an opponent? This promotion is also too fast.

The person in charge corrected: "No, he is only eighteen years old!"

Dimon listened, first stunned, and did not react for a long time.

Then he stared at the person in charge without saying a word, and the momentum on his body slowly increased, causing cold sweat to gradually break out on the head of the person in charge, before he roared with a fierce face: "Laozi is not here to bring children, are you tired of living, don't you dare to joke about this." Did I give you the illusion of being nice to talk over the years, and now I have to step in.

Eighteen years old, Mao has not yet grown Qi to come to the gladiatorial arena, and now there is a person in charge to help Hu Lai together, this little devil will not be through the back door, if you want to use people as stepping stones to climb up, it depends on whether people agree or not.