"Hey! No way! After all, we are also a slave, and there are only 10,000 Baileys, and we are in great danger. ”

"Erwin, I don't know you yet, as soon as I look at this goods, I know that they are beggars or abandoned people, compared to the regular slave hunting group, you only have this kind of goods, if it is not for the sake of old acquaintances, I will not accept this kind of slave."

"If Lao Tzu can become a real slave hunter, he still needs to come to a small auction house like you?"

"Okay, okay, those big auction houses are all high-end products, and auction houses like ours can only take the low-end route."

"Okay, 10,000 Baileys will be 10,000 Baileys! Anyway, Lao Tzu was caught without much effort, he is yours. ”

Dizzy, Ye Chen felt that he had a terrible headache, and faintly, he heard a few men talking next to him.

Shaking his head, Ye Chen sobered himself up, and then he was afraid, because he was actually tied up by Wuhuada, and listening to what he just said, he seemed to have been caught by a slave group and was going to be sold as a slave.

Even if Ye Chen is stupid, he knows that as long as he becomes a slave, then his future life will be forever gloomy.

As for why he was able to understand these words, or even be able to speak, it was like knowing the power of the Devil Fruit, and it would come naturally.

"Yo! Woke up. ”

The two sides traded, a ruffian man, standing in front of Ye Chen, patted Ye Chen's face with the 10,000 Bailey he had just received, and laughed, "Thank you for your 10,000 Bailey." ”

"Take the money and get out." The one who bought Ye Chen was also a man, wearing glasses and looking a little Sven, named Anslagher, the general manager of a small auction house.

"Bye-bye." Raising the money in his hand, Erwin turned around, his face sank suddenly, and he thought in his heart, "Hmph, when Lao Tzu joins the real slave hunting group, when the time comes, you will ask Lao Tzu." ”

"Take him down, he looks quite delicate, there should be many rich women who like it, you can shoot tens of thousands of Baileys and return to the original. Although it is a little thin, but the skin and tender meat are fine, and it will be no problem to raise them for a few days. ”

Anslagher waved his hand to the two subordinates beside him, it just so happened that the auction house would be held in a few days, and he was almost such a delicate slave, but he didn't expect that Erwin's gangster would send one directly.

"Yes."

"Let go of me, let go of me, what are you going to do...."

Ye Chen struggled, and now his mind was blank, and in the face of the control of the two strong men, it was difficult to break free at all.

Calm, for a sixteen or seventeen-year-old otaku who has lived in a peaceful era for a long time and is under the red flag, everything now is unimaginable to him.

Panic and struggle are the only normal emotions that Ye Chen is currently experiencing.

In the world of pirates, sixteen or seventeen-year-old children are no longer children, because in the cruel world, they know how to live well, whether it is their mind or adaptability, they are incomparable to Ye Chen.

The current Ye Chen, to put it bluntly, is sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is useless at all, and his mind is still in rebellion, because the home he lives in, everything revolves around him, he doesn't worry about snacks and clothes, he doesn't even know what he wants and what he doesn't do.

A world where a person eats people, a world of peace, the same age comparison, I don't want to think about it, how a person who lives in peace and has not experienced even a trace of torture will fail.

What's more, in that world, the only children in their twenties may be similar to Ye Chen, they will never grow up, they belong to Ma Bao Nan, and they are even useless.

Only children who have grown up through setbacks can understand what life is.

The most important thing is that now Ye Chen's body is a real child, only twelve or thirteen years old, as for ability? It can only smoke, what is the use?

"Damn, give Lao Tzu a stop."

Perhaps it was Ye Chen's struggle that made one of the strong men impatient and punched Ye Chen directly in the stomach.

On the spot, Ye Chen's eyes bulged out, his face was pale, and he couldn't even scream, just kept retching, and his expression was distorted.

Pain, unprecedented pain, when did he bear this pain, on the spot, tears couldn't stop overflowing his eyes.

Holding Ye Chen in one hand, the strong man spat and said extremely viciously, "In Lao Tzu's hands, it's better to be quiet, otherwise you will suffer hard, and I don't know how those fat women with special habits take a fancy to these thin skin and tender meat!" ”

Cursing, the people walked down a few streets and came to a large house in the shape of a dome.

Walking through the corridor, Ye Chen was finally thrown into a cell, surrounded by slaves of all ages, both men and women, but now, all of them looked frightened or hopeless, and their eyes shrank to the side numbly.

"Ahem. . . Ahem..."

Curled up, after a while, Ye Chen felt the agitation on his stomach slow down, and looking around, many people looked at him numbly, and there was no hope in their eyes.

Flustered, at this moment, Ye Chen's mind didn't know what to think at all, so he could only find a place and also curled up.

Time passed, minute by minute, during which the caretaker brought food.

However, in the face of the relatively rich food, few people competed for it, which made Ye Chen have a full meal.

Maybe it was a day, or maybe two days, Ye Chen completely calmed down, he began to observe the surroundings, trying to find a way to escape, but everything was in vain.

The most important thing is to start slowly, some people are taken out, and then when they come back, they are dying, and a slave word is engraved on their chests or backs.

Ye Chen knew that as long as the word slave was engraved, then in the future, when others saw it, they would know that you had been a slave.

After a few more days, the cell door was opened again, and two men, one holding a notebook, seemed to be writing down something, and the other was looking fiercely at the slaves in the cells around him.

"No. 50, it's him, take him out, engrave the slave seal, and in half a month, we will auction it."

The man holding the notebook pointed at Ye Chen, motioned to the strong man beside him, and grabbed Ye Chen out.

The calmness disappeared all of a sudden, his face was full of panic, Ye Chen struggled desperately, but in exchange for it, it was a fist.

Not long after leaving, in a room full of torture instruments, on the fiery copper stove, a few iron gongs engraved with the word slave were baked, and they were completely red.

Tied to the torture instrument, Ye Chen's face was pale, watching a big man come up with a red-hot iron gong, crying.

"Don't, don't, please, let me go...."

Ye Chen's plea made Dahan even more excited, because he liked this kind of voice.

"Zi.. Whe..."

"Ahh

The sound of frying, accompanied by the smell of meat, Ye Chen screamed, tears like an unstoppable spring, dripping constantly.

He couldn't bear this kind of pain at all, and when he reached the extreme, Ye Chen's eyes closed, he stood his head, and fainted directly.

"The ability to bear is too weak, take it down, don't let him die, we never do loss-making business."

The man who was holding the notebook before looked at Ye Chen like an ant, because for him, Ye Chen was a thing, something he wanted to sell.

Morality? Kindness? Can't bear it? Inexistent.

People eat people, is the true face of this world, strength is supreme, everything is spoken by fists.

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