Tang Yan's hidden depth is really unexpected.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Mo Zhenhong glanced back at Qianran, and walked out. And Qianran, his eyes were complicated, his emotions flowed, he clenched his fists, and his heart was a little heavy and a little infarcted.

From the time he became one of the leaders of this underground black market until now, there was nothing he wanted but couldn't get, but now, he finally experienced the feeling of being unable to ask for it. From the time he wanted to get her younger, to now, he wants to collect her head, and the future...... He had an inexplicable premonition that the future of this underground black market might be in her hands in the future, as she said.

Walking out of the martial arts arena, under the guidance of Mo Zhenhong, the two kept walking west, and on the other side of the martial arts arena, there was also a slave trading market.

Knowing that Mo Zhenhong took her away to avoid the intensification of the conflict between Qianran and her, Tang Yan didn't say anything, she didn't want to do anything to Qianran yet, at least now this underground black market still has to be controlled by the three of them.

In the dim underground black market, the lanterns can't fully illuminate this place, walking in the dark, Mo Zhenhong suddenly said softly, "Miss Tang, the slave trade has not been very good recently, a few days ago, there were a few slaves who were transported back from the Huoyan Empire with hidden diseases that were not detected, and now they have infected many other slaves, and the second child also sent some doctors to come over, but it is useless, that kind of disease is not something that ordinary doctors can treat." ”

"You want me to show them?" Tang Yan stopped, what did she mean by this? The people in power are now concerned about the lives and deaths of slaves who exist only as trading goods in the underground black market?

"Originally, this kind of trivial matter shouldn't bother Miss Tang, but before the boss left, he left a message saying that if Miss Tang comes recently, you can help, and the things he wants to transfer to you are now on the side of the slave trading market." Mo Zhenhong turned to look at Tang Yan, and patiently explained with her crisp chest.

It doesn't look like she's lying when she speaks, is there really something their boss wants to pass on to him?

Tang Yan was silent for a moment, then calmly spoke, "Take me over." ”

"Thank you, Miss Tang."

The voice of this thank you did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, Tang Yan stared at the back of Mo Zhenhong and said in her heart, it was really insincere.

The slave trading market was chaotic and rudimentary, where many people were worse than pigs and dogs, and dozens or even hundreds of slaves sat in the midst of the fenced fences. Here, they are all cheap goods, sold in quantity.

Among these slaves there will also be some high-quality slaves, the price is relatively high, and the number is relatively small. Most of these slaves were armed with force, with a certain strength, and were bought back by their masters to take care of the family and be thugs.

Female slaves are sold better in the trading market, especially beautiful women, and sometimes the price of a female slave can even buy a hundred ordinary slaves.

In the entire underground black market, Tang Yan's least favorite thing is the slave trading market, she doesn't dare to agree with such a blatant human trafficking, in her heart she can't say the concept of equality for everyone, but she can't look at trampling on human life like this, so the number of times she has come to this place is also only a handful.

Passing through the circle of fences on the periphery of the trading market, he accepted the respectful gaze cast on Mo Zhenhong by the slave trader along the way, and the further he went, the higher the quality of the slaves. She even knew that even martial artists could be sold as goods in this trading market, but the price was relatively high.

"Infected slaves aren't ordinary slaves?" Tang Yan was stunned, and further on, it was the area of the second-level slaves.

Here, slaves are also divided into grades, ordinary cheap slaves are not in the hierarchy, slaves with a skill, or slaves with force are third-level slaves, second-level slaves are generally martial arts slaves, and some beautiful female slaves, as for first-level slaves, they are either strong, or have special skills, or are beautiful.

Mo Zhenhong nodded, "Well, the infected are all some second-level slaves, and there are even first-level slaves, so the second child will send someone to find a doctor, if it is an ordinary slave who dies, it doesn't matter much." ”

No wonder Mo Zhenhong is ruthless, in this underground black market, dead people are commonplace, and if there are no dead people one day, it will be strange.

The two walked one after the other to the depths of the slave trading market, where the fence where the slaves were held had been replaced by large tents, and the second-class slaves and first-class slaves would be well housed, and only if they were sold well could the price be high.

In a remote corner, there were a lot of guards around a gray-green tent, Mo Zhenhong stopped in front of the tent, and Tang Yan also knew that the destination had arrived.

"There are more than 20 second-level slaves imprisoned here, in addition to the tent next to them, there are four first-level slaves who are also sick, their illness is very strange, it came suddenly, it was fine, and suddenly they were covered with red spots, their limbs were weak, they foamed at the mouth, and then they fell, but they didn't die, but they were not in a good state, and they would be infected, so don't get too close to them after Miss Tang goes in, be careful of being infected."

Mo Zhenhong told Tang Yan everything he knew, and the latter nodded and walked towards the tent.

Although the guard at the door didn't know Tang Yan, when he saw Mo Zhenhong, who was hot behind her, he still took the initiative to lift the curtain and let the two of them in.

The tent is not small, more than enough to accommodate more than 20 people, Tang Yan immediately covered her mouth and nose when she entered the door, not because the smell in the tent was unpleasant, but because she smelled a little familiar.

After only taking one step in, and before she could even see the appearance of these slaves clearly, she decisively exited the tent, turned to look at Mo Zhenhong with a puzzled expression on her face, and ordered, "Take me to see those slaves escorted by the Fire Flame Empire." ”

"Yes."

Although she is puzzled, she has known Tang Yan for many years, Mo Zhenhong knows this person's style of doing things, since she said so, there is a reason, as for what the reason is, she doesn't need to be clear, as long as the matter can be solved.

The slaves escorted by the Flame Empire were not far from here, and a smaller tent next to it housed four people, four first-class slave patients.

Tang Yan walked into the tent expressionlessly, Mu Ran raised his head, his eyes swept over the faces of the four people one by one, three women and one man among the four, one of them was lying in the corner of the tent, his eyes were closed, he had obviously fallen into a coma, and the red spots the size of his fingers and stomachs on his face had festered and smelled, and his appearance was terrifying. There are also two women who are in okay condition, sitting in the tent leaning on each other, and there are red spots on their faces, but they are only red spots, and there is no ulceration.

Seeing someone walk in, the two immediately called, "Let us out!" You unreasonable lowly people! ”

The voice was sharp was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, the girl was wearing a simple orange dress, and there were not many jewelry on her body, which seemed simple, but only those who knew the goods could see that although the clothing and jewelry on her body were inconspicuous, they were not things that ordinary people could use. The clothes on her body are tribute, and the seemingly ordinary ruby earrings and pearl headdresses are also pure and extreme gems and precious deep-sea pearls, coupled with the arrogant and disdainful tone on her face when she speaks, this makes Tang Yan seem to see another person.

A few days ago, at a banquet in the ten-mile peach blossom forest, she saw a person who felt similar to this 'slave', Princess Bingxin of the Wind Dragon Empire, but how could a slave be compared to a princess? Her gaze shifted, focusing on the other person beside the slave.

An ugly woman who seemed to be in her twenties and thirties, because of the red spots on her face, made her look even uglier, she was silent and looked at Tang Yan with a wary look.

"These two people look average, how can they be first-class slaves?" Tang Yan turned around and asked Mo Zhenhong.

Mo Zhenhong swept the two sober slaves boredly, and replied, "This girl was beautiful before she got sick, and her strength is not weak, so she is classified as a first-class slave, as for this old woman, ......"

Mo Zhenhong frowned.

"This woman is with this girl, and she doesn't have any strength, that is, she is waiting with her."

"Waiting?" Tang Yan's tone paused for a moment, "Didn't you say that there are four first-level slaves here?" So it seems that there are only three. ”

"It's four, and there's a small one." Mo Zhenhong said, took two steps forward, stood beside Tang Yan and pointed to the only box in the tent and said, "There is another box in the box." ”

What kind of slave can be kept in a box?

Tang Yan was stunned, and walked forward to find that the box was not locked, and when she opened the box, a five or six-year-old child appeared in her sight, the young child was wearing gray numb clothes, and his limbs, hands and feet were exposed, and it could be seen that he was also covered with red spots. Seeing that he was breathing evenly and seemed to be sleeping comfortably, Tang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the people in the slave trading market had not yet lost their hearts to the point of abusing even children, if the child was tied up or something, she might not be able to help but be angry with others.

seems to have noticed her emotional changes, Mo Zhenhong can also be regarded as a person who understands Tang Yan's character, and hurriedly explained, "When this child came, he was afraid of life and didn't want to see people, so he usually hid in the box. ”

After listening to the explanation, Tang Yan's mood eased a little, she squatted down and reached out to touch the child's body a few times, and a clear expression appeared on her face for a moment, then she got up and looked directly at the ugly woman beside the girl.

"You gave the poison!" It was not a questioning tone, but a complete certainty, her voice was clear, but it was a little cold in the ears of several people present.

"Give them an immediate detoxification." As she spoke, her staring eyes fell on the girl beside the ugly woman, secretly threatening.