On the evening of August 16, the clouds covered the moon, the night was as thick as ink, the drizzle and breeze were blowing, and the heavy rain was coming.

This is the favorite environment for black marketeers.

In the dark night, the streets are devoid of pedestrians, and the probability of accidents is minimized.

Su Xian came to an abandoned place on the north side of Chambord Avenue in Dongcheng District, Brut City, covered half of his mask with the hood of his raincoat, and walked in with steady steps.

Chambord Avenue is the largest gold cave in Dongcheng District, but not far from Chambord Avenue, it is an undeveloped wasteland.

Legend has it that the bones of an evil god are buried here, and ghosts often haunt them.

Although there is no factual basis for this legend, it is also taboo because people on the Chambord tend to throw corpses here, which over time turns it into a veritable mass grave.

Unlike the night singing of the Chambord Avenue, this mass grave is eerily quiet, without a trace of brilliance.

It wasn't until ten o'clock that people came out of all corners one after another.

There weren't many of them, but most of them were accompanied by escorts.

Although there are some rules on the surface of a black market like this, such as no robbery or killing, these rules are not enforceable, so there will still be something.

If you don't have enough strength to protect you, even if you have money to buy goods, you may not be able to take them home.

And tonight's black market is even more so, originally the slave trade was an unsightly transaction in the mainland, and even if it was robbed, there was no place to complain.

In order to hide their identity, almost all of them cover their bodies with clothes such as robes and raincoats, and then cover their faces with masks, and even more exaggeratedly, modify their accents.

Su Xian was mixed in, but he was not conspicuous at all.

But it also made it impossible for him to easily find Toco Rondor Webster.

Fortunately, he had investigated the exact appearance of Corondo Webster, a man of almost equal height and width, whose physical characteristics made it difficult for him to live in hiding.

Before the mass grave was abandoned, it was a dry lake, and someone built a building with a wide underground plaza here, but because the geology did not meet the specifications, it suddenly collapsed not long after, and many people were stoned to death at that time.

Now this underground plaza can be used as a temporary market if it is tidied up a little.

When you arrive at the entrance, you will see two intersecting columns, and after a short walk, you will enter the underground black market.

Naturally, the inside is lit up, not as dark as outside, but it is not at all lively as the market.

Maybe it's because it's a pure slave market, and there aren't many people who do the slave trade, and there are only a dozen or twenty stalls in total.

And among these stalls, there are even fewer people who actually bring slaves here.

The vast majority of slave traders only carry the roster, and the so-called trade is also carried out by looking at the roster.

And the few slave traders who directly brought the slaves were carrying a large number of guards, and they should all be members of some powerful organizations.

There was no one to check at the door, so Su Xian followed the flow of people and walked in.

It was the first time he had been to such a place, but the others were obviously regulars, and they barely made any extra moves, just looking at them one by one in the black market.

Su Xian walked to a nearby stall and casually picked up a roster from the humble table.

The roster is also exquisite, with no name on the cover, only a black peony printed on it, and each page that opens it is printed with three photos and an introduction.

The three photos are a half-length photo of the front, a full-body photo of the side, and a full-body photo of the back, which takes a picture of a person's whole body.

Most of the people in these photos are wearing only a few strands of cloth, and even naked.

The roster in his hands is all women, but not all slaves in that sense, and many of the descriptions have written about a skill, such as cooking, housework, being good at musical instruments, financial management, etc.

In other words, there were many professionals among these slaves.

Unlike the talent market, these slaves were simply bought out in a lump sum and did not need to be paid salaries or take into account their human rights.

And they became slaves in a variety of ways, including slaves who died in the country, who were sold by their families, who sold themselves, and of course, who were plundered.

However, what is surprising is that in this black peony roster, there are not many slaves who have been plundered, only a few are scattered.

Su Xian didn't come to buy slaves, so he skimmed over the contents of it, and actually kept observing the other people around him.

It can be seen that there are three groups of people like him who are looking through the roster in front of this stall, and they are all unknown people.

And one of them, after a brief flip through it, picked up a pen and kept sketching in the roster, as if he had selected a few of them.

Then the owner of the stall called a man to take him out of the black market, apparently to see the goods.

"I see, they hid the goods somewhere else."

Su Xian realized a little, put down the roster in front of him, turned around and walked to other stalls.

If Corondo Webster had come with a special purpose, it is conceivable that his goal should be unusual, and the slaves in the black peony stall were very ordinary, not like they had a special purpose.

Soon after, he took a short walk around the black market, and since he didn't see any chunky Corondo, he stopped in front of one of the stalls with a "knife and axe" pattern, and looked through the roster while keeping an eye out for the newcomers.

The whole market lasts 12 hours, and not everyone will enter here at the beginning, which is still a long time.

The roster in his hand is basically all slaves with extra force, more men than women, and a large number of them have served as soldiers and are candidates to serve as guards.

Depending on the force, background, or appearance of the goods, everyone has a different price, but all are expensive.

Supply and demand determine value, and the scarcity the more expensive it is.

Su Xian could afford it, but it wasn't necessary.

There is nothing special about the slaves in this knife and axe stall, and the strongest of them is only within the range of normal people, which is disappointing.

After a moment's hesitation, he turned and walked to one of the stalls that brought some of the goods into the black market.

The stall also had a roster of slaves of all kinds, and there were a dozen slaves for example.

Su Xian took out a roster and flipped through it slightly.

The front of the roster has a trident pattern, which lists the goods brought from the scene on the front page, the first page is a handsome young Sven, and the text introduces the former nobleman, who seems to have been removed from the noble title after committing a crime.

But his body clearly reflects the temperament of being highly educated, and his positioning is also recommended in the text introduction, which is actually a "signature male public relations".

Looking at the second page again, she is a woman, her face is also delicate, but her muscles are tangled, and her body is abnormally large, and she is recommended to be positioned as a "female bodyguard".

……

The contents of the roster are clearly very much in line with the customers, and the stall is doing quite well, with many people already negotiating prices with the stall owners.

It didn't take long for the first and second pages of the goods to be bought.

Su Xian shook his head and quickly flipped down.

The goods in this stall are all special and memorable, and they are relatively rare.

When he reached page eight, he suddenly paused and looked closely.

The first thing he looked at was the text introduction, where a paragraph was written: "The only person who survived the disaster." ”

This person was labeled as "lucky", which is the so-called lucky star.

Looking at his photo again, he is a short and obscene person.

"I'm afraid only the unlucky people would think of buying him to make a fortune."

Su Xian walked over and glanced at the eighth person huddled in the compartment.

If he had been lucky, he wouldn't have been caught and sold as slaves.

Turn the page again.

The ninth person.

The moment he saw the photo, his eyelids jumped and he was truly stunned.

This is so, of course, because he knows the man.

This is a very young girl, and although she is a little "pretty" in the photo because of her fine makeup, he still recognizes it at a glance.

In fact, after he himself came to this world, there were not many people he had contact with, and this girl was one of them, so he remembered it very well.

Let's look at the text introduction.

It reads clearly: "The only survivor of the serial corpse case, the lucky and special girl." ”

The recommended positioning is similar to the person on page 8 who survived the disaster, but because she is a woman, and has a fairly prominent appearance after makeup, and has an unspecified "speciality", the price is higher, several times that of the previous person.

That's 88,000 coins, more than four times the "Pale Joker" bounty.

With Su Xian's existing financial resources, it is not difficult to buy her.

But before that, why "buy" with money?

Su Xian's face was slightly gloomy.

The world is full of accidents, and if he hadn't happened to be here to catch Corondo, he wouldn't have known that a man he saved from his blood would be sold as a slave.

And as the only survivor of the serial corpse case so far, is she lucky to be in this situation now?

As he pondered, he crossed a threshold on the ground to the ninth compartment, preparing to lift the curtain of this compartment to confirm the identity of the people inside, and inquire about the reason.

But a little slower than him, another man grabbed the curtain as well.

The two glanced at each other, neither of them had an entourage, but they both wore masks, and they couldn't see their faces.

"Interested?"

Su Xian deliberately asked in a deep voice.

The man turned his head, but only chuckled, "Let's take a look." ”

Su Xian stopped looking at him and directly lifted the curtain.

There were indeed people inside, but not awake, but like Sleeping Beauty lying on a bench.

Su Xian remembered her name.

Miffa Firinx.

Perhaps because her selling point is not her figure, but also because it is expensive, she is wearing a delicate coat, and her face looks more and more feminine under the exquisite makeup.

Make-up can really change a person.

"What's wrong with her?"

Su Xian asked directly.

A man who looked like a stall owner walked over; "The goods are more intense, and they are fed some sleeping pills."

Su Xian glanced at him, he was a slender person: "Her origin is not right?" ”

The stall owner immediately smiled and said, "Sir, the goods of our Trident have always been very positive, and this No. 9 goods were bought from a person with a public status, so there is no need to worry about the identity file of the goods. No one will come to the door because of her, and you can even take her out at will without any trouble. ”

Don't worry about identity files, no one will come to your door?

Does this mean that the people who will come to the door have already been addressed?

Just as Su Xian was thinking about this, the man wearing the wooden mask interjected: "Boss, I'm not interested in those, can you assure me that she is indeed the survivor of that serial corpse case?" I mean, she was once the target of a murderer? ”

The stall owner suddenly said: "Of course, her incident is recorded in the file, and there is no falsehood. ”

The man immediately said, "Well, I'll buy it!" Eighty-thousand-eight, right? ”

But the stall owner chuckled and said, "This gentleman, eighty-eight thousand is just a reserve price." This is a special item, and I have already been asked for a price, and we will auction it at twelve o'clock tonight. If you are interested, please come and make a bid. In addition, she was joined by two other special auction items, namely Cargo No. 13 and Cargo No. 17. Sir can also go and check it out. ”

Trumpet 13 and Trumpet17?

Su Xian suppressed his impulse and flipped the roster to page thirteen.

The photograph on this page shows a man with an ordinary appearance, but without a single hair on his body and three gaps on each cheek, resembling a shark's gill slit.

The shark man in the photo has been soaking in the water and is clearly different.

Let's look at the introduction again.

A man with gills and able to survive in the water!

"Mutants?"

Su Xian couldn't help but think of Marvel's special race.

But at the same time, he had a spectrum in his heart.

If Corondo came in search of supernatural powers, then a special auction item like this should be his goal.

Without further ado, let's look at cargo number seventeen.

It turned out to be a child!

Because he has short hair and only wears very ordinary short clothes, he can't tell the men and women from the photos, but this child is still fair-eyed, as long as he doesn't look long, most of them will be handsome men and women.

And the most special thing about this child is his skin, which is so transparent that almost even the blood vessels can be seen.

Just from the photos, he looks like an illusory person who will disappear at any time.

The text introduction under the photo is written with a few very euphemistic sentences.

The word "she" is used, which can be seen to be female.

"She survived the hurricane and weighed only one-tenth of what a normal person would normally do."

"She lost her voice during the storm and vomited after swallowing meat."

"She likes to drink water and her body can smell it."

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PS: I was uncomfortable yesterday, I lay down for a day, and I made up for it.