Chapter 140 Emergency Meeting at the Arena

After York received the order, the three of them said take care of each other, leaving all the things in the house without any nostalgia, and walked directly towards the Triumph City as Ethan said.

As for Hao Te, he hesitated and wanted to say something but stopped.

"Sir Ethan, I want to know... how did you see the ring on my hand...?"

Ethan smiled slightly. The other party really had doubts in his heart, but he did not tell the truth, but lied.

"My ability is quite special, and I can sense its existence."

Hao Te nodded slowly.

"If possible, can you help me keep it a secret?"

Ethan shrugged.

"Of course, but can I know the origin of this ring?"

Hao Te turned around and walked slowly.

"Alas, this is the inheritance treasure passed down from generation to generation in our Dimos family."

"Dimos?"

Ethan frowned, this is the first time he heard this name.

"Dimos is a branch of the werewolf family. Our family is different from other wolf tribes. We advocate hiding in the human world, eliminating demons and defending the way, following order and justice, and living in harmony with humans.

And this wolf ring is what our family has guarded for generations."

Hearing this, Ethan's eyes lit up, and he muttered the words "order and justice" in his mouth.

"But..."

Hao Te sighed and sat down in the weeds. He felt exhausted today.

"This ring has very magical powers and has always been a treasure coveted by other wolf tribes. Since my father died, they have begun to hunt down members of our family unscrupulously, causing the Dimos family to be displaced."

"In addition to the wolf tribe, the blood tribe, the eternal enemy of our wolf tribe, also has a special liking for our Dimos family. My parents were brutally killed by them, and their spies are all over the continent. I have been carefully hiding and dare not slack off."

"I really envy York."

Looking at Hao Te sitting dejectedly in the weeds, Ethan secretly made up his mind.

"You should also leave Triumph City as soon as possible. I believe it won't be long before your enemies know that there are werewolves in the arena of Triumph City."

"But... if I leave, the Axe Gang..."

Ethan smiled slightly: "I have my own arrangements for them."

Hao Te was silent. Although he and Ethan met by chance, Ethan didn't seem to have any hostility towards him.

"If you need me, come to the Gexia Palace in Turing City to find me."

Ethan, who finally met someone with the 'Ten Commandments Ring', certainly wanted to make friends with him.

Hot looked at Ethan gratefully, then nodded, and left the dilapidated courtyard after York.

In the lifeless courtyard, only Ethan was left standing in it, and he turned and left in a moment.

Only the absurd loneliness in the courtyard remained.

Triumphant City Arena.

The game was not over yet, and the huge arena seemed unusually lively.

In the backstage of the arena, all the staff were silent, for no other reason than that the senior management suddenly held an emergency meeting.

And it was Ethan, the holder of the Mithril Badge of the arena, who facilitated this meeting.

The most luxurious conference room in the arena.

In the middle was an oval conference table, and sitting at the head was Geoffrey Congreve, the head of the Triumphant City Arena. He had a blank expression on his face, and the light smoke from the cigar in his hand was probably the most relaxed existence in the entire conference room.

A group of senior executives lined up on Jeffrey's left and right, about ten people, each with a serious look on their faces, and the whole conference room was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Ethan, who was sitting at the end of the table, calmly narrated the whole story, of course hiding the whereabouts of Hao Te in the middle.

He just said that he accidentally heard the conversation in the private room, so he knew what happened, and followed the gangsters who left the private room to know about this matter.

After the whole story was told, the conference room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The arena is a holy place for free competition, directly managed by the federal government, and has always adhered to the principle of fairness and justice, so it is supported by the general public.

And now someone is so bold as to make a move here, which is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the federal government and the arena's senior executives. This behavior can be said to be a move on the head of the Tai Sui.

"In addition... those gangsters who walked out of the arena have been dealt with by me."

Jeffrey smoked the cigar without any pause, and he shook the ash slightly, as if he was listening to someone chatting.

Ethan killed those people without authorization to prevent the news from leaking out and being out of control. In the eyes of these big guys, this is a trivial matter.

No one questioned Ethan's words too much.

The result of the betting in the arena explained everything. The werewolf Haot had a high voice of victory, and the newspaper even gave an exaggerated winning rate of 95%.

But even with such an objective disparity in winning rate, someone placed a heavy bet on his opponent, the unknown and weak thief, which was undoubtedly very abnormal.

At the end of the game, both the audience's reaction and the doubts of public opinion had caused a certain degree of discussion.

Of course, the big staff of the arena had already seen through the clues, but they couldn't find the planner behind the scenes.

Until Ethan told the whole story, the staff followed the clues and found the shadow of the Axe Gang involved.

"Those who despise the rules should disappear."

"Second!"

"Second!"

"...Second!"

Everyone's opinions were surprisingly consistent, and the meeting ended quickly. At this time, the competition in the arena had not even been completed.

After the meeting, everyone left one after another, but Ethan did not move. Jeffrey, who was sitting at the head of the table, also sat motionless in his seat.

"Click~"

The door of the conference room was closed, and only Jeffrey at the head of the table and Ethan at the end of the table were left in the room.

Jeffrey flicked the ash and gave Ethan a look.

The magic wand in the latter's hand flashed, and a dozen silk threads appeared on his left hand, each of which was trembling slightly.

These ten or so silk threads were the "tracing threads" that he had just sewed on many senior executives without anyone noticing.

And there were complex network cables on the open left hand.

This is the magic use of "tracing threads" and "staff".

The combination of the two is a simple earth telephone.

The slight vibration of the tracking thread can amplify this extremely small vibration sound wave through the staff.

The movement amplitudes of the ten or so wires in Ethan's hand are similar, but if you look closely, you will find that they are different. Some have large vibration amplitudes, while others have small vibration amplitudes, which means that everyone is moving.

And one of them has a very slow frequency, and it is obviously moving very slowly, but it is the first to make a sound. The owner of the voice seems to be chatting with the assistant beside him: "Sinclair, my cherry tree at home has bugs, can you help me deal with it?"

The voice is neither hurried nor slow, full of gentleness, but a little playful ash in Jeffrey's hand fell on the table disobediently.

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