"But I'm going to take him in and pick him up today, can't I?" said Thrasi.

"It's not that I can't do it, I'm afraid of a lot of things. If the slave who was taken out came back and saw his acquaintance, he was prone to something bad to do if he had extra thoughts. There was a case before, a hardcover apostle. Lawrence's family was here once and then ...... when he returned. The slave owner leaned into Thraz's ear and whispered, "Just kill the master's family, and I won't go into details." ”

"You're scaring me like that, but I'm still going to bring it?" said Thrasi.

The slave owner frowned slightly, and said again with obvious embarrassment: "I know that the young master's family must be very strict, so these dogs can't do such a thing." But think about it, that brings you in after that. So many of our slaves are not restless, they never knew that they would live like this after they went out. ”

The slave owner smiled awkwardly at Aven's appearance, hoping that Salaz would give a little reaction.

"Is it a problem with money?" Thraz said, pulling out Owen's purse.

Anyway, it wasn't his own money, so Salad naturally took out ten dollars directly.

As a follower of the Doctor's side, this dad named Owen is indeed rich. It is estimated that a lot of oil and water have been caught, and the slave owner naturally saw the thick wallet and saw the tip handed out, and said with a smile: "Of course, you can insist on breaking the rules here, I know you don't want your dog to be bullied outside that he shouldn't have." I know what you mean, so let's go in together. ”

The slave owner smiled awkwardly, he really didn't know whose son was so rich. Of course, at this time, the slave owner guessed that the child of the rich family in front of him obviously knew something. For example, after a person goes in, if he keeps a slave on a leash. Then the slave owner next to this one will come to ask the slave about the living conditions of this family and the location of the house that is easy to steal and inform the wandering family. Therefore, the slave had to be accompanied by the slave when it was spent money, and the slave owner understood that this should be a real big family. And it's a lot of rules taught at home, of course, this tip has already earned itself, so forget it first.

The slave owner introduced Thrasi and Evan into the slave quarter, and then locked the entire gate.

A high fence with sharp iron spikes at the top. Clothes could be seen hanging from the iron spikes, but the fence was covered in dried blood. Someone had escaped from prison, but presumably no one had ever actually escaped alive, and no one could get out of the walls except the door.

The interior smelled rancid everywhere, and the cages were full of slaves.

But at this time they were silent and unusually quiet, except that everyone's blue eyes were looking at the slave owner.

These apostles were afraid that they would be beaten and hungry, but they were all very honest at this time.

The slave owner smiled and said, "Young Master, what kind of dog do you want to see?"

"I want some young kids, who are my age and can be playmates like him. Thraz said.

"Young master, good idea, but ....... "Slave owners are in a bit of a dilemma.

"What are you afraid of? I'm not out of money. Thraz said.

"I won't tell you, does the young master know about the Wandering House?" said the slave owner.

Salaza nodded slightly.

The slave owner said, "There is a certain probability that an apostle and an apostle will give birth to an apostle, but it is also possible that an ordinary person will be an ordinary person. The apostle's words are raised to the size of the young master, and we don't have the ability. So we all leave it to the homeless family, and the father of the family takes them outside like a child. Of course, there are some crooked melons, cracked dates, or wandering family needs, and we only raise them ourselves when there are not so many children. But the amount of homeless requests over the years is not small, so we want someone on our side. It's not that no, you know what I mean? ”

"Money is not an issue. Thraz said.

"Then the young master will come back tomorrow at this time, and I will prepare some for you. But not today, I'm not ready. The slave owner said with a smile.

Seeing that the slave in front of her was driving herself away, Thrasi knew that this would definitely not work.

Frozen in place, moving towards other words.

The slave owner turned around and planned to go back with Salas, but found Seras standing in place.

"Young master, aren't you leaving?" said the slave owner, puzzled.

"Wait, that. Thraz said.

"Wait, why are you still here, doesn't it stink?" the slave owner was still thinking about what the rich young master in front of him thought, and even began to pay careful attention to the dress of the silk brush.

At night, the clothes were noticeably larger. I don't know if it's fashion or what, I just look weird.

At this time, Salasi moved and whispered: "That, is there a woman?"

The slave owner, who was still pondering the silk dress, nodded his head and suddenly realized, "Yes, I know what the young master means." ”

The slave owner smiled and pointed to the side, where there was a white tent.

The tent was neither big nor small, in the middle of the slave quarter. The slave owner thought about it, but he didn't expect the young master of the rich family to understand so much. It's the first time I've been here, but I still know this.

Thraz smiled and nodded, pulling Aven aside. He was chained to a cage and said, "You wait for me here, don't mess around." ”

Evan kept nodding his head.

"The young master's dog, it's so good. The slave owner immediately complimented.

Seras smiled and stepped forward to touch Aven's head, but the movement in her hand was to shove the phone to Aven.

Seras then followed the slave owner to the white tent, leaving Evan honestly crouched in place.

The slave owner glanced at Ai Wen, the slave, and didn't think much about it, thinking about making a good stroke in the hands of the young master in front of him.

And Salad naturally took out the money and handed it over another ten dollars.

Evan watched Thraz and the slave owner enter the tent, and the slaves around him began to whisper to Evan "Is that your master?"

"What's the outside world like?"

"Can you bring me a message? Please. ”

Evan immediately said, "I'm here to save you, but keep your voice quiet. ”

Hearing the word salvation, the group of apostles with Ai Wen as the center were all excited and excited. But at this time, he spoke in a very small voice, for fear that the slave owner would come and scold him.

Evan pulled out his phone and started playing a video at the slaves.

In a minute-by-minute order, every four or five apostles put it into a cage of Aven.

But the efficiency was too slow, and it took five minutes to get out of this path.

And it's so accessible that if you put it over and over again tomorrow night, you won't necessarily be able to see it again and again.

What's more, the power of mobile phones is limited, and it will not last tomorrow at all.

Just as Evan was repeating foolishly, one of the white-bearded apostles said, "In the middle of the cage, the man with shackles all over his body is our king." Give him the news and everyone will know. One by one, they said that it was useless, so go quickly. ”