Refuse to pay?
Ye Tian suddenly felt that he had made a mistake. He hadn't expected a Super Noble to renege on his debt, let alone one of the future Three Great Heads.
However, when he thought about how a tower of gold was a shocking amount of wealth, he felt relieved that this bastard probably couldn't take it out.
But was the debt of the strongest slave owner that easy to settle?
He was the son-in-law of the Julius family of the Caesar family, and he was about to be promoted to a noble. Although nobles had ranks, he also had a backer behind him. Caesar's Julius family, Aurelia's Oreilly family, and even though he was old, he had become extremely crazy.
Caesar was the most favored of the three Clans, and even Ye Tian dared to mess with Caesar, let alone a mere Pompeii Clan.
"What do you want?"
Ye Tian rose to his feet, his cold eyes staring at Peng Pei, his body exuding a powerful sense of oppression. Peng Pei was frightened and took a step back, his face turning red as he shouted at Ye Tian.
"It turns out that noble nobles can fart with their mouths. It's fine if their words stink, but they also go back on their words. However, if you really think that you can rely on your own nobles to claim a tower of gold from me, then you are really mistaken!”
Ye Tian laughed mockingly, his voice cold and threatening.
"Do you know what you're talking about? You are blaspheming the nobles! You're courting death!"
Peng Pei seemed to have caught Ye Tian's weakness and shouted, but his voice was drowned out by the surrounding shouts, otherwise he would have attracted the attention of others.
"I'm not blaspheming the nobles. I'm just telling the truth. Of course, unless your character, or the character of your Pompeii family, can represent all the nobles!”
Ye Tian smiled lightly, wrapping his arms around his neck like two old friends hugging.
However, Ye Tian's arm tightened around his neck, making it impossible for him to breathe or open his mouth. Just as he was about to struggle, Ye Tian's other hand held him down.
"Madman!"
"Damned lunatic!"
"Am I going to die?"
"No!"
"I don't want to die!"
……
Pompeii was suffocating. His brain was lacking oxygen. His mind was screaming crazily. He did not want to die. He had never thought that he would die at such a young age. He wanted to make contributions. He wanted to become a consul. He wanted to step onto the top of Roman power.
However, he had met a lunatic who wanted to kill him without any warning. He wanted to kill him in public.
Gradually, he felt the noise around him slowly fade away.
"Pay up, I'll pay up!"
Pompeii shouted crazily, but he could not even breathe, let alone make a sound.
"Crazy! Are you really going to kill him?"
Seeing that Pang Pei was really going to die, Aurelia hurriedly pulled Ye Tian's arm away. Ye Tian was very strong, so she forcefully pulled it away, not caring that her entire body was stuck to Ye Tian.
"Even if he dies, I can't protect you!!”
Seeing the madness in Ye Tian's calmness, Aurelia snapped.
"In other words, if he doesn't die, I'll be fine?”
Ye Tian asked calmly.
"Just wait for his crazy revenge!”
Aurelia was about to explode.
"Then I'll just suffocate him to death and then join the army to take refuge!”
Ye Tian smiled, then turned to look at Aurelia seriously.
"I can only guarantee that it won't get into the family…"
Aurelia quickly promised. If Pompeii was really dead, she would not be able to get away with it.
"Is the bet still valid? If it counted, then he would blink his eyes desperately!”
Ye Tian calmly asked, his eyes flashing with madness.
“……”
As if he had heard the good news from the gods, Pompeii closed his eyes frantically and with great difficulty, allowing his eyelids to cover his bulging eyeballs before opening them again.
Lunatic!
This was definitely a lunatic!
This was a crazy slave owner.
"Ah…cough…cough…"
Ye Tian let go of Pang Pei. If he didn't, he would really die.
Kill him?
Ye Tian wouldn't be so rash, because he was confident that Aurelia would stop him and help him pose. After all, he was brought in by Aurelia and Caesar, and if Pompeii died, she wouldn't be able to escape responsibility. Even Caesar would be dragged into this.
Aurelia was a smart person. She knew what to do.
If Aurelia was a little stupid, he wouldn't have dared to be so crazy.
He was scheming against Aurelia, or rather, he was forcing her.
It was considered even.
"Young Master Pompeii, are you alright? I was really too excited to see you. When I hugged you, I accidentally used too much strength…"
Seeing many people looking over, Ye Tian patted Pang Pei's back, his eyes filled with worry.
"Bastard…"
Pompeii wanted to curse, but he couldn't open his mouth because he was desperately breathing. There had never been a moment when he felt that air was so precious. There had never been a time when he felt that death was so close to him. Just now, he felt that the son of the god of death was pacing around him.
Of course, even if he could open his mouth now, he wouldn't dare to provoke Ye Tian again. This slave owner was too crazy, actually daring to kill him.
Devil, this slave owner was simply a devil!
Satan!
Isn't it just the name of a devil?
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