Sinclair walked through a filthy garbage alley, into a seemingly disused ventilation duct, and finally out of a repair shop into a remote path in the dark chamber.

Seeing that there was no one else around, he threw all the remaining leaflets he was carrying into a tattered oil drum. Pull out one and light it, and hold an iron rod to fiddle with it, so that all the leaflets will be burned as quickly as possible. Sinclair then lifted a sheet of water felt next to it, rolled out a simple locomotive, mounted it, and quickly left.

About twenty minutes later, Sinclair stopped in front of an apartment building. At this time, more than a dozen people came out of the apartment building, they were wearing cyan canvas maintenance suits, and several of them were interstellar natives. A truck also came at this time and stopped in front of the apartment building.

"Sinclair, I'm back a little early today, are all the flyers out of the way?" As the men climbed into the truck, one of them, a bit of a leader, stopped and asked Sinclair when he saw him.

"I didn't ...... No. Sinclair replied with some self-reproach: "The slave market's security system reacted too quickly, and a drone noticed me."

Don't worry, I wasn't followed, and I burned all the remaining leaflets. ”

The leader looked around vigilantly, and said to Sinclair with concern: "Don't go to the slave trading market recently, now the entire Star Alliance slave traders know about the establishment of the 'Indigenous Free Army'." These slave traders are operating within the Star Alliance, trying to get the Star Alliance to characterize the 'Native Free Army' as a rebel army to exterminate.

Niwan City must be trying to find us. ”

"I see...... Brother. Sinclair nodded, and then asked, "What are you going to do?" Need my help? ”

"I have a batch of aid weapons that have been found and seized by Kona's people, and I have brought someone to get them back. Feel relieved...... Kona is a fighting ring owner who only wants to make money, and he won't offend us for those weapons. The leader patted Sinclair on the shoulder, and when he saw that his subordinates had already gotten into the car, he finally said to his brother, "Go back...... I'll leave it in the room for you. What's the matter...... We'll talk about it when I get back. ”

Watching his brother get on the truck and leave, Sinclair parked the locomotive on the side of the road and walked into the apartment building.

This is a secret stronghold of the Slave Liberation Organization in Niwan City, and its main task is to organize the flow of goods to the outside world. Receive aid from the outside world, or send supplies from the organization to departing starships, and then to the hands of one of the Native Liberals of Nature.

Due to functional problems, this stronghold will inevitably have to deal with various gangs in the dark cabin area, and if the relationship with this gang is not dredged, it will be difficult for materials to flow in the dark cabin area.

Most of the gangs in the dark cabin area are just seeking money, and they seem to be extremely vicious, but they are quite cowardly in the face of the slave liberation organizations that dare to attack the slave traders in Niwan City. Therefore, most of the gangs in the dark cabin area turn a blind eye to the activities of the slave liberation organization, even if there are some minor contradictions, as long as the slave liberation organization combines grace and power, it can basically be resolved peacefully.

So Sinclair didn't worry about his brother. He parked the locomotive on the side of the road and walked into the apartment building.

The apartment building was a whole living quarters for the ship's crew, and Sinclair, who was single, had a single room of his own, a bedroom, a bathroom, and a modest living room.

Hanging his coat on a hanger, Sinclair looked like he was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

He turned on the TV, poured himself another cup of coffee, and prepared to sit on the couch to watch the Strongest King Contest being broadcast. This is the most watched program in the entire Star Alliance, and Niwan City, which is close to the Wormhole Station, can watch the live broadcast of the competition with very low latency, and the star field a little farther away can only watch the post-game video.

Sinclair loves to watch the Best of the Best Contest, and he dreams of becoming a hero at his age. But to Sinclair's surprise, when he turned around, he found that there were four more people in his room at some point.

Look at the door...... Closed.

"You, who are you?" Sinclair slowly stepped back towards the door. The apartment building was full of people from the Slave Emancipation Organization, and it was safe to escape on their own.

Jessica, who had just stepped out of the portal, took a brief look at the room and sat down on the couch. She picked up a doughnut on the coffee table, took a bite and said, "You even ask who we are?" Not long ago, you stopped us from saying some strange things. I thought you knew us, so I'm going to make sure you've met a friend here. ”

"I don't know you......" Sinclair had already retreated to the door, he flipped the switch, but it didn't turn on, and in his panic he finally recognized the people in front of him. They did just meet, in the slave trading market. It is precisely because he talked to them so much that he was detected by the patrolling drone. "You are the people in the market. Are you slave traders? Or a mercenary for a slave trader? ”

Jessica slowly ate the doughnut and replied, "Not at all...... I saw that flyer you gave me. I'm very interested in the cause of slave emancipation, you're doing a great movement, I'm rooting for you, we're here to donate. ”

Hearing that the other party was not a slave trader, Sinclair breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not take it lightly. He continued to flip the switch and said, "Donate? We are very welcome, but I am not the one in charge of fundraising. Why don't we go out together, and I'll take you to the person in charge here. ”

Sinclair tried to open the door for himself to delay time, but suddenly there was an explosion outside, followed by a dense burst of gunfire.

The entire apartment building shook violently, and the bullets hit the metal walls with a bang.

Sinclair no longer cared about the four people in his room, he turned around and desperately flipped the switch to get out of here, but the door just didn't respond. Outside, the gunfire and explosions intensified, and the guards of the apartment building could be heard fighting back.

At this moment, the door was suddenly slammed open. A man with a rifle said loudly to Sinclair, who had fallen to the ground, "Sinclair, we are under attack by the city guards, and we can't hold it outside. Come with me quickly, we're going to retreat from here...... Do you have guests? ”

The man saw four people in the room. After discovering that none of the four men were armed, he didn't think about anything else, and the emergency situation didn't allow him to think too much. The attack of the city defense army was too sudden, Sinclair's brother took some of his men with him, and the rest of the men could not stop the prepared attack at all.

Sinclair, who got up, was just about to say that she didn't know these four people, but Jessica had already preemptively said: "We are Sinclair's friends and sympathize with the indigenous slaves, so we came to donate money and do our part for the freedom of slaves." ”

The man with the gun said, "Then you really didn't come at the right time. But rest assured, we'll keep you safe. Sinclair, hurry up and take your friend out of the secret passage, and I'll buy you a little time.

Be sure to be fast! ”

After saying that, the man didn't wait for Sinclair to defend himself, and called a few people to stop the city defense together.

There was chaos outside, and most of the people were retreating in a hurry.

Jessica walked to the door and said to Sinclair, who was overwhelmed, "You see, we don't have weapons. We are not from Niwan City, and we have nothing to do with your attacks. To be honest, I'm really here to donate.

But for now, you'd better take us on the run for your life first. ”

"Okay......" Sinclair didn't know where the strangers were coming from, but he really couldn't afford to delay any longer. Once you've escaped, it's not too late to identify them. When the time comes, you will be surrounded by armed members of the Slave Liberation Organization, and it will be easier to control them. "Come with me, and don't get separated."

Jessica followed Sinclair out the door, and when she looked back to see that Master Vincent and Eliza had already walked out, while Solomon sat on the couch and stared at the TV in front of her.

"Solomon, won't you come with us?"

Solomon did not look away and replied to Jessica, "I see something interesting, so go first!" ”