Chapter Eighty-One, Slaves
Some people say that if there is no buying and selling, there is no harm, but this statement has a premise, that is, you really don't need to buy, but there are some things, you don't buy them, and people buy them, it means that you are already one section behind, for example, the gladiatorial competition is allowed to bring less than ten slaves to participate, you don't bring it, people bring it, then you are already in a weak position, of course, unless you feel that you are invincible in the world and don't need any slave assistants, it doesn't matter if you have or not, and Luo Xiaoqian does not think that he is invincible, since he can bring slaves to participate, then with the idea of giving it a try, it doesn't hurt to choose one, even he was not in favor of enslaving other races.
To buy a slave, you need gold, Luo Xiaoqian's account is no longer like back then, the poor jingle rings, he is now, he is a rich man, what he wants to buy, directly brush his face fingerprints, and pay quickly.
With money in his pocket, he naturally walked straight at the waist, and Luo Xiaoqian didn't go around in circles, he walked directly to the center of the slave market and entered a building with more than ten floors, which was the largest slave trading company here.
Luo Xiaoqian is wearing a black high-necked trench coat, wearing khaki high-top combat boots, black trousers on the lower body, shirts on the upper body, and styles and materials, all of which are good, not like the master who has no money, in the face of this kind of guest, the slave trading company naturally likes it tightly, Luo Xiaoqian just entered, and a man in a suit and leather shoes greeted him, which should be a salesman.
In English, he said, "Do you need help?"
Luo Xiaoqian said: "I want to buy a few slaves who can fight." ”
As soon as he heard that Luo Xiaoqian was speaking Chinese, the man immediately replied in pure Chinese, and said, "I am happy to serve Mr., I don't know what price you need?"
Luo Xiaoqian said: "You take me to see first, as long as it is worth the money, money is not a problem." ”
As soon as he said this, the man was instantly more affirmed, Luo Xiaoqian was a fat sheep, he was full of smiles, and took Luo Xiaoqian to the room where the slaves were held, and at a glance, there were rows of neat iron cages, most of the slaves here were aggressive, so they were basically one person and one cage, and some were chained hands and feet, put on an electrified collar, and beside some extremely dangerous existences, there were guards guarding day and night, but Luo Xiaoqian turned around twice, and he didn't find the goods that satisfied him.
Luo Xiaoqian's face was displeased, pretending to be annoyed, and said, "Are you entertaining Lao Tzu and fooling me with these unpopular characters?"
The man looked embarrassed and said: "Sir, it's not that I'm perfunctory to you, the gladiatorial competition in the Colosseum is about to begin, and those well-trained war slaves have been bought or booked, and the ones I show you are already the best inventory of our company, I don't believe you can go to other places to see, the goods there are even worse than ours here." ”
Seeing this, Luo Xiaoqian knew that he couldn't find any good things, but anyway, he just had the idea of taking a casual look, and didn't expect to find a strong assistant, but he was not disappointed, and was about to leave, but the sales consultant said: "However, if you really need it, sir, we still have the goods that we have just purchased, but we haven't had time to train yet, and we may be a little disobedient, I don't know if you are interested?"
What he said was completely inducing Luo Xiaoqian, but it was in his arms, disobedient, non-existent, Luo Xiaoqian's kung fu of repairing people was not practiced overnight, so he said: "Take me to see." ”
When the man heard this, he took Luo Xiaoqian to the basement, the environment here is much worse than the room just now, and in some corners, there are employees of the slave trading company, who are 'training' the new slaves, as for the method, of course, it is all kinds of torture.
How to make a dignified life, who does not care about everything, become a slave who only knows how to obey orders, all that is needed is to torture his body, destroy his spirit, and wait for him to subconsciously tell himself that I am a lowly slave, and I want to obey all the orders of my master, and at this time, the "training" is almost enough.
It's just that the inhuman pain in it is not well known to non-slaves, and there are many slaves who die in the process, but the rest are the so-called qualified products.
The man looked at Luo Xiaoqian playfully and said, "It's a little bloody here, I hope it doesn't make Mr. feel uncomfortable." ”
Luo Xiaoqian was frightened? The scene he had seen was more bloody and inhumane than this, there were more, the battlefield was a meat grinder, Luo Xiaoqian, he was a knife on the meat grinder, as an old bird on the battlefield, it was impossible to scare him, he was too lazy to say that the little Jiujiu in this man's heart, Luo Xiaoqian said: "Don't talk nonsense with me, hurry up." ”
The man didn't dare to skin anymore, and took Luo Xiaoqian to a closed room, which was an octagonal room, on each wall, there was a slave locked, and in the middle of the room was a thick iron pillar, on which hung an orc, a big man with tattoos on his back, who was shirtless, with a whip and beating the hanging orc.
That orc, half-human and half-wolf, should belong to the werewolf clan, at this moment, he has been beaten and covered in blood, if it weren't for the pair of beast ears on his head, Luo Xiaoqian wouldn't have recognized it.
The big man asked, "Who are you?"
Werewolf: "Kasolonchi. ”
The big man scolded: "Wrong, you are a cheap species!"
After scolding, the big man threw the whip aside, then picked up a red-hot iron rod with his gloves and put it on the werewolf's chest.
The werewolf didn't let out the imaginary scream, he stared at the big man with his eyes that emitted green light, and said word by word: "Ka, Suo, Long, Qi." ”
The big man was quite annoyed, picked up the iron rod, and stabbed it towards the werewolf's crotch, and at this moment, a large hand reached out, grabbed the red-hot iron rod, and then crumpled his hands into a ball.
Luo Xiaoqian threw the red iron ball on the ground, looked at the sturdy werewolf, and said, "Kasolonchi, you have a lot of backbone, would you like to be my warrior?"
Without waiting for Luo Xiaoqian to call Diana, the sales consultant came over and translated.
A smile appeared on the corner of Kasolonchi's mouth, looking extremely hideous and terrifying, and said, "If you can beat me, I will listen to you." ”
After listening to the sales translation, Luo Xiaoqian also smiled and said, "Put him down, as well as the surrounding ones, let me move my hands and feet." ”
Originally, this kind of request was impossible to allow, but Luo Xiaoqian's trick just now was too convincing to pinch the red-hot iron rod with his bare hands, and as soon as the sales and tattooed men were combined, he exited the room, closed the door, and then remotely untied the shackles on the slaves in the room, anyway, it was his own request, if he was killed, it had nothing to do with the slave trading company.