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Chapter 838

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After Pannonax left, the slave girl was still indignant.

"What kind of person is he? We don't owe him money. Why does he have to put on such a sour face? Look at Clint. He is so polite."

"Hmm."

"Clint clearly told you that you can choose the area on your own. Why did this Pannonax arrange it for you on his own?"

"Hmm."

"I think he must have bad intentions. The place he chose for you is not a good place. This guy doesn't look like a good person. Don't let him …" The slave girl racked her brains.

"Plotted against?"

"Yes, plotted against. He must be plotting against you. I heard that the people in the palace are not simple. They think a lot, and they like to plot against others." The slave girl felt that she had performed better this time. She actually saw through Pannonax's trick at a glance. She could not help but feel that she was the only one who was sober. At least at this moment, she felt that she was standing on the top of the truth.

"Hmm."

"Don't you have anything else to say besides' hmm '?" The slave girl was a little speechless.

"Then what do you think I should do?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically.

"At least look for Clint and tell him what Pannonax has done. Clint will definitely not let him go."

"Uh-huh."

"What do you mean by 'Uh-huh'?"

"Do you think Clint doesn't know what Pannonax has done?"

"What do you mean?" The slave girl was a little confused when she heard Zhang Heng's words. "But Clint wasn't there at that time. He left in a hurry."

"You are right about one thing. We have no enmity with Pannonax, and we don't owe him money. Why does he have to treat me so badly? He even took the risk of getting beaten up to deliberately provoke me? Especially considering that I am likely to become the emperor's favorite in the future. "

"Yeah, why?" The slave girl was puzzled.

"Because Clint asked him to do it." Zhang Heng smiled.

"Huh?" The slave girl felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it, she finally grasped the key point. "But we have no enmity with Clint, and we don't owe him money."

"But I might get in his way." Although the emperor is the supreme ruler of the empire, his power is not unlimited. In other words, if one more person joins us, he will take away more power. Of course, if that's the case, Clint might not be in such a hurry to deal with me. It's probably because the emperor once visited me in disguise and came to see me personally. Clint felt threatened. "

The slave girl opened her mouth wide, feeling like she was listening to a story from another world.

But if he loses, he will become passive, and he will have one more enemy. For a mature politician, it's not worth it. So, he chose to treat me with a smile, and let Pannonax be the bad guy who targets me everywhere. Once the situation goes south, he can abandon Pannonax. And if I win, I won't look for trouble with him. Instead, I might have a good impression of him because he once helped me when I was in trouble. So, at worst, he will just gain another political ally. "

"Is … is it like that?" The slave girl stammered, "Then Pannonax … Is Pannonax willing to be someone else's shield?"

"Of course, he's not willing. But if he wants to climb up the ladder, it's normal for him to take the blame for his boss. If he helps Clint solve my problem, Clint will naturally give him benefits in the future. This is something that both parties are willing to do. For someone at his level, he has to take some risks if he wants to get benefits," Zhang Heng said while picking up the bread that he hadn't finished earlier.

"He was deliberately provoking me earlier. I guess he wanted me to do it. That way, he could create a stain on my reputation. Commodus had a good first impression of me, but I was just a gladiator. He didn't know if I could take on such a big responsibility. The first job he gave me was actually a test."

The slave girl could not help but shiver. She never thought that people could be so complicated.

The person who smiled at you on the surface might want to kill you behind your back. What surprised her even more was that Zhang Heng was still in the mood to eat his unfinished breakfast.

"It turns out that working for the emperor is so dangerous. Then, you'd better not do it. At most, I can work in the laundry room. We can still make money," the slave girl said worriedly. The slave girl said worriedly, "Or we can leave Rome and find another place to live. How about Syria? I met a friend when I was in the gladiator school. She is from Syria, and she described the scenery there to me. "

"If I want to make money, I can earn more by performing in the Victor Arena." Zhang Heng finished eating the bread and peeled a fig. "Don't worry, it's just a small matter. I can handle it. We will stay in Rome and not go anywhere."

"But … but according to what you said, the guy named Clint has already done something to you. Even if he failed this time, he will still cause you trouble in the future, right?"

"Of course, the area he asked Pannonax to choose for me is definitely not simple."

"What should we do then?" The slave girl looked worried.

"Let's go and take a look first," Zhang Heng finally finished his breakfast and wiped his mouth.

He did not wait until it was dark before reporting to the patrol team.

It was mainly because Zhang Heng was not familiar with the city of Rome. He needed to do some homework in advance so that he could effectively prevent the patrol team from being controlled by Clint and providing him with the wrong information.

However, Zhang Heng was a little worried this time. The patrol team in charge of this area wanted to maintain law and order here more than anyone else, but the problem was that they really did not have the ability to do so.

That was because this was the most chaotic place in Rome. Most of the people living here were Jews, and there were many other minorities. They looked different in appearance, but they had one thing in common — they were poor. And because of that, this place was also the most crime-prone place.

There were more than one murder case almost every night. The crisscrossed alleys became so dark that one could not even see their own fingers at night. It was the perfect place to kill someone. After the murderer committed the crime, he would simply find a place to hide, and no one would be able to find him. With the patrol team's manpower, it was impossible for them to investigate this place thoroughly. In fact, once night fell, the patrol members did not dare to go out alone.

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