After a short exchange, Qi Wang knew that this thin man, surnamed Yu, came from a small tribe in the magnificent barrier in the eastern part of the empire, where there were countless nomads, and then the iron hooves of Gounod were all in ruins, and I heard that twenty-six years ago, the only son of Gounod III personally raised a knife and cut off the heads of one hundred and two tribal leaders, and the blood flowed almost every inch of the magnificent barrier, and they violently conquered this towering mountain range and included it in the empire.

So far, all the tribesmen, the male generation has been a slave, and the female has been a prostitute for generations.

Yu Huai is one of the people who witnessed the massacre, when he was just a young man, his tribe from top to bottom of the two hundred and six people, in addition to the eighty-one young men who died heroically, the remaining one hundred and twenty-four people, half of them were women and children, half of them were old and young, he should have died with his tribe brothers and fathers, but no one expected that the spear that should have pierced his heart deviated an inch, and did not take his life, he was found by the slaves who cleaned the battlefield, the slave dealer didn't want to care about him, a knife understood, In the end, he made a bet with another beautiful woman in rich brocade clothes on the side, betting on when he would die, the woman who was obviously a canary in the cage seemed to be trying to lift the bar, betting that he would live for at least a month, the fat-headed and big-eared slave merchant laughed strangely, and it was undeniable, and then he was thrown into the carriage, and Yu Huai, who was lying on the looted treasure chest, actually lived hard to live beyond everyone's expectations.

It's just that the rising slave trader didn't pay attention to this stubble at all, Yu Huai was brought back here by an old slave, he won the god of death, survived strongly, but also fell into the root of the disease, the lung lobes were damaged, he couldn't do heavy work, he often coughed, and after the old slave died, no one took care of him, fortunately, Yu Huai at that time already had some strength, barely able to support himself with a few days of steamed buns.

Such a sick seedling can't be sold for a price, but fortunately he is not a waste, he has to work much harder than ordinary slaves on weekdays, and over time, those mean guards don't bother to pay attention to this guy who is just to survive, anyway, it doesn't cost much, he can live if he can live, and if he dies, he will die.

Yu Huai has spent a full twenty-six years here, from youth to twilight.

That's right, this is only worth more than forty, and when placed outside, it is the remnants of the age of a strong man, who has already shown the state of a late old man, which is of course related to the food and nutrition of weekdays, but it is more brought about by this endless dark torture.

Looking at the sick man in front of him, Qi Wang couldn't connect him with those tribal warriors in the legend of the magnificent barrier, which was a heroic warrior that he often heard even in the deep mountain village, if there was a warrior in the world who was the most ferocious, it must be the various tribal people of the magnificent barrier.

Ordinary strong men, three or five are difficult to get close, and it is easy to be brave on the battlefield.

It's a pity that these naturally unruly tribal warriors are arrogant and unwilling to surrender to Gounod, and then they are bloodily slaughtered.

Listening to Yu Huai talk about that period of the past, Qi Wang didn't see too many expressions on his face, thinking about it, it has been so long, no matter how intense the emotions are, they have been consumed by time.

Maybe it was because of Qi Wang's age, Yu Huai remembered his former self, and he entered here at about this age at that time.

"That's right."

Yu Huai glanced at the iron fence outside, squinted at the crowd of people crowded in the darkness in the depths, and his voice was inaudible: "Be careful later." ”

Qi Wang was stunned, but Yu Huai didn't say anything more.

Qi Wang was silent, leaning against the cold wall, instead of panicking, it was better to calm down and respond to all changes without change.

I don't know how long it took, the lights in the passage flickered slightly, and the people who had been here for a long time understood that it was caused by the wind blowing in after the iron door was opened, and there would be movement during this time period, and it could only be one thing.

Craving.

There was a scent that stirred up the people who were locked up like livestock.

Steamed bread!

This is the happiest time of the day.

There is a special slider track next to the stairs, there is a small cart on the track, the cart is filled with white steamed buns and canned water, the two big men who guard the door push the cart with an indifferent face, and the distribution of one cell after another is over, the people in these rooms have obviously suffered, no one makes a loud noise, even if they are hungry, they just honestly squeeze on the railing, numbly stretching out their palms.

The person who received the steamed bun and the water honestly shrank back, lowered his head and chewed, looking orderly.

It's just that the next moment, Qi Wang saw an incredible scene, the man who distributed the food glanced at the paper in his hand, took out two steamed buns from the car and put them on an outstretched palm, the owner of the palm was a thin man, more thin than the rest of the people, almost only skin and bones, after receiving the two steamed buns, the man did not show joy, but his face turned pale, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand like a hot hand, the two steamed buns fell on the stairs, and were kicked into the cell by the guard with a sneer, The thirty or so people in that room silently stared at the two steamed buns with dirt stains, no one dared to take the lead, but after waiting for a while, finally a man who was half a head taller than ordinary people walked out, and in the face of the strange eyes of the rest of the people, he picked up two steamed buns, he just stuffed one into his arms, and the remaining one he chose to break in half and gave it to the other four men around who looked normal.

The crowd fell silent.

The thin man trembled, cowered in the corner, and cried with his head in his arms.

Qi Wang frowned tightly.

Yu Huai finally spoke up on the side: "There is a rule here, it is forbidden to fight each other, after all, everyone may become their favorite money, but there is a situation that does not count, once the old dog feels that who is worthless, or that raising it is just a waste of rations, there is no value, he will reward two steamed buns, this is to tell others, I don't care about him, here, the daily steamed buns are the last hope for survival, no one is too little, and the one holding the two steamed buns is generally the weakest one in the cell, in order to protect himself, He could only give up, but he could let it go for one day, two days, but what about the third day? Man, you will starve to death. ”

Yu Huai paused, saw Qi Wang's gaze stop at a middle-aged man holding two steamed buns in the nearby cell, and continued: "It's another matter like that, the old dog occasionally has a blind time, he survived the group attack, of course he is qualified to gnaw two steamed buns a day, so this can be regarded as another interest of the old dog, he likes this kind of accident, and even deliberately creates this kind of accident." ”

Qi Wang crossed his hands, a little puzzled.

Yu Huai seemed to know what Qi Wang was thinking, and said, "Do you think that person only needs to throw away one steamed bun and survive on the other?" After all, everyone is taking one, and that's not too much. ”

Yu Huai paused, pointed to the top of his head, and sneered: "This is the most ruthless point of the old dog, everyone who is sentenced to death by him, as long as he dies, all the people in that cell can be rewarded with two more steamed buns the next day." ”

Either you die, or you can get the treatment that others don't have, as long as you survive.

Qi Wang was silent.

The people in the cell are obviously waiting for the man to starve to death, the dog can jump over the wall when he is in a hurry, everyone is not willing to take the initiative to provoke a fishy body, anyway, it will only be a matter of a few days to starve to death, of course, if the man can't stay up and wants to play crazy, the big guy naturally doesn't mind joining forces to give him a ride, this is just a matter of whether he is willing to make a move, can save some energy, of course it is the best.

The car and the people slowly arrived in front of Qi Wang's cell.

The people in the cell received steamed buns and water one by one, but they did not disperse, but looked at the thin Qi Wang while eating.

Yu Huai's face was expressionless, and he said, "Those who come in for the first time are not protected by the rules of the old dog on the first day. ”

Yu Huai immediately stood up, walked to the railing and took back two steamed buns, everyone was already surprised, this sick man who had stayed here all his youth had this qualification.

The people in the room were silently staring at Qi Wang, who didn't take it at the end, this is what everyone who enters here has to go through, if this kid behaves tricky, no one will be willing to spend effort to grab that steamed bun, of course, if this kid is vulnerable, they don't mind doing it.

The most important thing for a slave is value, and if you can show the matching value, you will be able to live a little better.

And only slightly.

Qi Wang's palm hidden in the sleeve robe slowly tightened, he walked to the railing quietly, the guard outside glanced at him, and then looked down at the paper in his hand, stopping at the D plus sign behind 9238.

The big man had a strange look on his face.

As soon as the other person put a steamed bun in Qi Wang's hand, the big man picked up one again and piled it up, because of the unstable center of gravity, the steamed bun behind fell to the ground, and the other person was stunned for a moment, but when he turned around, he saw the big man smile weirdly.

The people in the cell who were still waiting bitterly suddenly widened their eyes, and their eyes began to explode with naked desire, and Yu Huai, who was leaning on the corner, narrowed his eyes slightly, looking inexplicable.

Two?

It's normal to have one person, bully the newcomer, but it's not too dangerous, although this level is very sad, at that time, for these slaves who were already living hard, no one would fight to the death with the newcomer for a steamed bun, as long as Qi Wang behaved tougher, most people would back down.

But these two people are enough to distort the psychology of these already depressed slaves.

Here, human nature is very simple, you have it, I have it, and there is nothing to do, but I have it, you have more than me, then I am very unhappy, and when I can step on two feet, I will definitely not step on only one foot.

Under a pair of wolf-like eyes, Qi Wang withdrew his palm, he took the steamed bun in his hand, looked around at the crowd, except for Yu Huai, basically everyone had already stood up and looked directly at him, and the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing.

Imminent.

"Lose it."

Yu Huai leaned against the damp and cold wall and whispered.

Qi Wang was silent for a while, and then slowly squatted down, Yu Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and the eyes of the people around him gradually converged on the fierce light, and in the next moment, Yu Huai's pupils shrank, unbelievable.

Qi Wang squatted down, but instead of putting the steamed bun in his hand on the ground, he picked up another one!

Qi Wang, one by one, stood up, chewed the white-flour steamed buns in his hand, his expression was as calm as Gu Tan, and he looked at the more than 30 people around him as if they were nothing.

The crowd was silent.

The many slaves who had been here for a long time, after being stunned, all showed their hideous faces, and the man closest to Qi Wang took the first step, grabbed Qi Wang's neck with his dry palm, and fell down with a fist.

Qi Wang, who was still chewing steamed buns in his mouth, gritted his teeth suddenly, grabbed the man's thin arm with both hands and pulled it away from his neck, turned his head to avoid the man's fist, and then took a step back, leaning heavily on the iron railing, he grabbed the other party's arm, and pulled it his side, and then reflexively grabbed the man's hair, slammed it against the iron railing, and then again, a few simple movements, which had already made the latter's face covered with blood, until this moment, the rest of those who reacted rushed up, and their fists were hard to beat with four hands, Qi Wang couldn't stabilize his body under the pull of several hands, and fell to the ground.

Qi Wang, who had some experience of being beaten when he was a child, reflexively held his head with both hands, shrunk his body, and sure enough, the next moment was a storm-like stamping and beating, and the pain spread all over his body, and it was more of a blank mind for a moment.

I don't know how many times I was kicked in the head, and I don't know how many feet I was stepped on, Qi Wang only knew that his body was overturned, and his body was full of bone pain, and he must have broken a lot of bones, but he finally protected his head in time, he didn't lose consciousness under the group beating, and when this period passed, the panting crowd took a step back, looking at the young man curled up like a prawn, the latter's clothes and arms were full of dirty footprints, and his breath was weak.

Yu Huai stood by and watched, looking at each other indifferently.

There were two people lying on the ground, one Qi Wang, and the other was the one he grabbed by his head and slammed it on the iron railing.

Under the gaze of a pair of red eyes, the young man staggered to his feet, his black hair was messy, and there were patches of blood on his chest and the inside of his arms, not external injuries, and nothing sharp could cut through his skin, which was spit out of his mouth.

A half-chewed mass of steamed buns mixed with red blood lay in the young man's hand, while another intact white-faced steamed bun was trampled by the unconscious crowd during the fight, turning from white to gray-black, and it was crumpled and wrinkled.

The boy spat out a mouthful of blood, and also spit out two teeth, which also affected the injury, and by the way, spit out a large mouthful of blood.

This young man, who has always been labeled as kind and honest in the village, has an expressionless face, picks up the half of the blood steamed bun on the ground, shakes it up, and then under the attention of everyone, first stomps on the head of the person lying on the side, the latter twitched a few times, completely lost his movement, and then stuffed the blood steamed bun into his mouth, chewed it heavily, and finally surged a touch of wolf-like viciousness in the forest on his dirty and bruised immature face.

At this moment, the young man's face was extremely terrifying, he took a step forward, and the slaves around him hesitated, and as the first person took a step back, it was like a chain reaction, and soon a distance was vacated.

Not a word.

The young man swallowed the blood steamed bun in his mouth, and then endured the pain, bent down and picked up the trampled steamed bun again, he clutched the steamed bun on his hand tightly in his hand, which had almost become mud, looked around, word by word, gritted his teeth and said: "There are still people, do you want it?" ”

The people here are all slaves, but they are by no means stupid, and everyone can see that the young man in front of him is just a strong bow and a crossbow.

If you can kill him with a single effort, two steamed buns, anyone will shoot, but if it takes effort to do it, then these two steamed buns, they may have to think about it, not to mention that now someone died before, although this little guy seems to be in no danger, but it is precisely because they have become slaves that they are more afraid of being injured and afraid of death.

If you are injured, you can't work, you have no value, then you will be abandoned, and you will die, that is, everything is gone.

Everyone thinks so, but after staying here for a long time, there are a few exceptions once in a while.

The crowd that had gathered dispersed, and a short man who was not good-looking walked out, in this slave prison, it was rare to have this kind of body, this man had obviously only arrived, although his face was tired, but he was still among the strong, and the numbers behind him also confirmed the facts.

9231。

This man was obviously not a defeated prisoner, he had a clearly visible tattoo on his forehead, this is a criminal law that only criminals can have, in this group of slaves who are full of old and weak or tortured for a long time, this man's strength is obviously the most prominent, if it were not for the old dog's prohibition of snatching and fighting, this guy would have been able to steal the food of most of the people in this room.

The short man slowly walked in front of Qi Wang, his height was not high, and he could only look at Qi Wang, but the muscles of his arm like a dragon were intimidating, he stared at Qi Wang, and said slowly: "I've only been here for three days, but I'm already hungry, but I can't beat the old dog outside, so I can't rob it, in this case, for the sake of my stomach......"

The short man had a fierce face on his face, and he punched blatantly: "You better die!" ”

Qi Wang subconsciously crossed his hands to protect his chest, but he was already exhausted, where could he block this fierce blow, the huge force struck, his body staggered backwards, hit the wall, and his throat was sweet, but he gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

Qi Wang, who no longer had any strength left, slipped along the wall, and the short man swept out with a few steps, appeared in front of Qi Wang, raised the soles of his feet and landed at Qi Wang's door.

At the critical moment, Qi Wang used his last strength to roll to the side, and he was able to avoid this fatal kick, but the short man then kicked out again, right in the side of Qi Wang, the latter's body rolled back several times before stopping, this time he finally couldn't swallow it, and he spit out blood, which was already jet black.

The scene in front of Qi Wang's eyes had begun to blur.

I have no strength, and I don't have a chance to struggle, what should I do?

Master Li, my weakness has hurt me, right?

In a trance, he felt his heavy head being lifted, and the hateful face of the short and stout man magnified in his eyes, and he could sense that one of his hands had pressed down on his Heavenly Spirit Gai, and the next moment, his neck should be twisted off.

Qi Wang's illusions and expectations for the outside world in the small village are all shattered and shattered one after another.

Because of a moment of soft-heartedness, he was knocked out and sold to a slave trader, and because of a few steamed buns, he was put to death by all means.

He used to have the biggest misunderstanding about human nature, he thought that as long as he was human, he would still have a little humanity and kindness, and now the facts ruthlessly shattered his illusion.

There was a little golden mang, shining brighter and brighter in the rag in Qi Wang's arms.

There seemed to be a warm current, rushing into Qi Wang's heart, and then flowing all over his body, Qi Wang's tired body seemed to be injected with new vitality, his blurred vision focused again, and the hateful face in front of him was smiling.

In the next moment, the smile on that face began to distort, and it was hideous because of the pain, and the palm that originally held Qi Wang's life was hurriedly released, struggling like a chicken being lifted.

Qi Wang looked at the thin palm that appeared on top of the short man's head in a daze, the owner of the body that was originally curled up under the shabby coat was wearing the same dirty vest as them at the moment, but the number behind the vest was extremely eye-catching in this four-digit room everywhere

Ninety-eight.