Since the time he came to this chaotic planet, most of the places Zhang Yuan has walked have supported or at least acquiesced in slavery. Expedition 33 actually does the same thing as most settlements.

Slaves were also used by many armies and organizations, whether or not they ostensibly supported the system. Order and military discipline are old enough that people who were formerly soldiers have begun to take violence and plunder for granted, and there are still many organizations that are willing to put a veil of warmth on themselves, either out of the name of justice or for some purpose.

Matching the scale of Expedition 33, the restaurants here are not small. The dim lighting, the on-and-off laser spotlights from nowhere, the frenzied electronic music, and the murky air mixed with the smell of sweat, body odor, perfume and alcohol all form the main tone of the restaurant's absurd decadence. There are a lot of people in the restaurant, and there are a lot of women, and of course, there are the most people with guns or Protoss with energy weapons.

When Zhang Yuan walked into the restaurant, a woman on the stage who was not very beautiful, but was about thirty years old, was writhing her body, and the pitiful fabric on her body covered the parts that should not be blocked at all.

The woman's skin is good, of course by the standards of the wilderness. And she was very clean, and it was obvious that she had spent a lot of money on a shower. Almost all the men in the restaurant crowded around the stage, and countless eyes were staring at this woman, especially her well-shaped figure, and the men wanted to squeeze it hard.

A man jumps on the stage and talks out loud about the woman, and the price, somewhat inappropriately. It seems that this woman is his private property. Men babble about the benefits of sleeping with a woman who has taken a bath, and the money for bathing is not included in the woman's worth. At the instigation of the man, the stimulation of the woman's body and the effect of alcohol, someone began to bid, and then the scene became enthusiastic.

Zhang Yuan found a table in the corner and placed the anti-materiel sniper against the wall. Although the body has been wrapped in strips of cloth, the rugged, wild and cold aura of anti-materiel sniper still attracts the attention of some people, many of whom have sharp eyes who can recognize the most famous sniper gun of the old era by its silhouette alone.

Zhang Yuan's not-so-strong body contrasted sharply with this expensive gun, and it was heartwarming. It's just that those who can recognize anti-materiel sniping are not brainless people, and they never think that muscle size is the only measure of combat effectiveness. The value of a warrior's weapon is often directly proportional to his combat effectiveness.

"Sir, may I buy a glass of wine?" A timid girl's voice came from the side. Zhang Yuan turned his head to look and saw a little girl of the Protoss who was at most fourteen or fifteen years old standing at the table, holding half a bottle of spirits of unknown brand in her arms, and holding a glass in her right hand.

This little girl of the Protoss has a thin body. I was already at the age of development, but through the thin shirt, I couldn't see any signs of a protrusion on the chest. Her face was barely delicate, and she looked like a girl, of course, except for the fact that her mouth was a little disgusting to the Terrans, and she was rounded and had a set of teeth.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the Protoss girl and her eyes full of hope, Zhang Yuan's heart moved slightly. Li Jubing, who used to depend on each other back then, should be so tall now, right? No, no, she follows the noble person, she should be well-developed, and now she must be an unimaginable beauty, I'm afraid she has improved her strength a lot, right?

Zhang Yuan thought about it, a little suddenly, but also a little relieved. If he doesn't have the ability to protect or cultivate Li Jubing, then he can only push her to a more superior environment to get stronger opportunities by himself.

The little girl of the Protoss next to her, who was trying to hold the cup, finally attracted Zhang Yuan's attention again, he gently asked the price, and then took out ten silver coins and bought the half bottle of wine. Zhang Yuan knew that if he couldn't sell all the half bottle of wine tonight, the little girl would definitely be punished. The money was snatched from the silver ball anyway, and Zhang Yuan didn't feel heartache at all. However, he seemed to have forgotten that in order to lighten the load, he only took a total of 100 yuan.

Looking at so much money, the girl was a little incredulous, and stayed for a full minute before running away, forgetting to say thank you.

There were some people in the restaurant who were quietly paying attention to Zhang Yuan, but Zhang Yuan didn't care. In almost every place, strange strangers are noticeable. A few people were eager to try, but after their eyes went back and forth a few times on the anti-materiel sniper and Zhang Yuan's bandages, they finally gave up the tempting idea.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties and already had a rather cumbersome belly walked over and sat opposite Zhang Yuan. He glanced in the direction the little girl had left, and said, "Half of the price of this wine." Looking at the five yuan that the middle-aged man put on the table, Zhang Yuan did not refuse, but put them away.

"You know, what you just did may not get the results you want." The middle-aged man said meaningfully.

The little girl of the Protoss ran out of the restaurant in a hurry, stood at Zhang Yuan's table, and looked at Zhang Yuan with hope again. In a short period of time, her little face was much cleaner, her hair was scattered, and it was dipped in water and combed, it looked much more beautiful, and it had a bit of mature taste, but the mouth on her face was still the unique round shape of the Protoss, but her mouth with a set of teeth closed was slightly cute. You don't have to think about it to know that when there are few Terran female soldiers trapped in this world, the Protoss girls are also the bed mates of the dreams of the Terrans trapped on this planet.

"Sir, can you buy me?" The little Protoss girl said eagerly. The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Yuan, spread his hands, picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured himself a full glass, and drank it slowly.

Zhang Yuan looked at the little girl and didn't know what to say for a while. Seeing that Zhang Yuan didn't answer, the girl was a little anxious and said, "Although I am young, I know a lot of things, and I will definitely serve you well!" ”

Zhang Yuan still did not speak. In order to prove herself, the girl began to twist her waist flexibly. Despite her thin body, her legs are polite and her waist is soft and flexible.

Zhang Yuan sighed and said, "I only have fifty-five yuan on me now, and there is still five yuan that this gentleman just gave me." Zhang Yuan's voice was always calm, and there was no intention of emotional fluctuations.

Zhang Yuan's answer surprised the girl, she looked at Zhang Yuan, and then at Zhang Yuan's gun placed on the wall, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she whimpered and said, "You are lying! You are very rich, you only need five hundred dollars to buy me, no, three hundred dollars is enough! You just don't want to buy me! ”

The middle-aged man drank very quickly, and almost the entire bottle of wine was drunk in this meeting, and his face was slightly flushed. He touched the thick beard on his upper lip and said, "Hey, little one, it's okay!" You've had enough chances, but he's not fooled. Okay, go back, you've had a good harvest tonight, at least three days of selling wine. ”

"But I'm real!" The little girl cried out. The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became very sharp, and the girl didn't dare to speak anymore, so she lowered her head and sobbed and ran back to the back of the restaurant.

"If you do buy her, when you get out of here, she'll find a chance to run away and come back here. This is not the first time. Those fools who dared to come back to ask for people, if they were lucky, they were thrown out with a few broken bones, and if they were unlucky, they were directly chopped up and sold to the nearby Terran and Protoss deserters. The middle-aged man lit a cigarette and said leisurely. I know. Zhang Yuan smiled.

He picked up the untouched glass in front of him, poured it on his right hand, which had just been sandwiched between the little girl's legs, and struck a match to light it. The faint blue flame illuminated a small piece of the tabletop, and it matched Zhang Yuan's glowing eyes. This is the ability of the Zerg, the blue corrosive flame attack, but Zhang Yuan's ability at this time is not enough, and he can only send out a little bit of this ability.