The night has become thicker, and even the moon has been covered by a corner of the clouds, leaving the land of the martial arts world in the darkness of the five fingers that cannot be seen.

However, in the darkness, there is a team of people who are active.

"Hurry, hurry. ”

The leader shouted.

In the dark, the condemned prisoners in the city will be taken away by the active slave traders, and they will be executed by the city lord's mansion on the surface, but in reality, the city lord is more willing to exchange these people for a little extra money.

Of course, some of these condemned prisoners may have been wronged, and some of them have indeed committed crimes that are the wrath of people and gods, and it is not very appropriate to show their true colors later, even as slaves.

However, since the slave trading team was engaged in this business, they naturally knew the secret, and when they first received these slaves at night, they would carry out a uniform preliminary treatment on them, such as a paste mixed with obsidian powder and some herbs in a certain proportion, which could not only cover the original face of the prisoners very well when applied to the face, but also had excellent stickiness and was not easy to fall.

"Next. ”

The little minion in charge of the project stirred the stick in the vat and was about to face the other person in front of him.

"Wait a minute. The prisoner held his hand up in front of him and blocked the stick.

The former, however, apparently did not want to listen to a slave's tirade, and simply pressed the stick hard.

Anyway, all the condemned prisoners were passed through the pipa bone, their cultivation was abolished, and even their strength was sealed. Even if you were a powerful supernatural power before, now you are just powerless.

However, with all his might, he could not get the stick to press against the hand of the prisoner in front of him.

"What's wrong?" the leader of the team asked in a deep voice when he saw that the progress here was stalling for a while.

"No, nothing. The little minion prevaricated, he didn't want others to know that his arm strength had not overpowered a prisoner, that would only make him a laughing stock.

When the leader's attention was turned elsewhere, he turned his head and said in a low voice, "Say something quickly, don't waste everyone's time." ”

"I just wanted to ask, where is this, and what are you doing now, why are you putting this sticky, disgusting liquid on your face?"

"Here... Where's that?" the little minion paused, then revealed a hint of sarcasm.

"No matter where it is, it's better than the death row where you were about to go to the guillotine, honestly paste your face, and be more serious when you work for others in the future, you may not have a chance to regain your free body, it's better to die than to live, what do you think? ”

Lynch stood there thinking for a moment, ignoring the little minion's urging.

"Oh! I think I understand what you're doing. ”

"It turns out that it is a slave trade. ”

Lynch snorted, but he didn't expect Hongjun to throw himself and just throw it here.

If he wanted to do it, he could have solved everyone here in an instant, but he was still too lazy to do it.

When he first arrived in the martial arts world, he didn't know where to start, and Hongjun's mastery of the remnants of the martial arts world was also unclear, who knew how to operate.

Now this slave trading team is an excellent entry point.

The little minion was a little impatient, and was about to take tougher measures, when he found Lynch looking at him.

Then, he was frightened by Lynch's eyes.

That kind of look has long made him forget all adjectives, and what remains in his heart is only the purest horror.

This is also the effect of Lynch's use of the big outfit force.

"Listen, lad. Lynch said to him, "I'm not a slave, I'm just passing by, of course, if you don't believe me, you can give it a try." ”

The little minion swallowed.

Theoretically, the city gates are closed at night, and few people will hang out outside, but it is inevitable that they will encounter some prodigal powers, so what Lynch said is not impossible.

Besides, the look in that look just now......

The little minion was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lynch.

"However, I suddenly want to experience life, so I'm just going to walk among you for the time being. ”

The little minion suddenly found out at this time that everyone else around him had fallen into stagnation, as if they were all temporarily blocked from thinking by the person in front of him.

Thinking of this, he no longer doubts Lynch's identity, the big guy, definitely the big guy.

"But, why don't you just talk to my little minion about this, why don't you talk to our boss..."

"Because I'm lazy. So be it. ”

Lynch pulled out the Void Mask, pasted a thin layer of camouflage mud on it, and then snapped his fingers, and the people around him seemed to be clockwork, and they all returned to normal.

"Next. The little minion watched Lynch walk away with a little flattery, and then in the blink of an eye, he changed into a cold face and yelled at the people behind him.

......

This time, the slave traders traveled a bit of a long distance.

The reason for this was that they had traveled through many nearby cities, but the slaves were not sold very well.

It is said that after losing the battle with the Great Xuan Realm again, the high-level leaders of the martial arts world began to reflect on the various institutional ills of the martial arts world itself, and the slave trade was also one of the ones that began to be cracked down.

Although many years have passed, it has always been a big wind and a little rain, but this time, it seems to be true.

"What should we do with these slaves?"

The leader of the slave trade team has finally begun to struggle with this problem, and in the current situation, I am afraid that he must prepare for the worst.

That's ...... It can't be sold at all.

And it is impossible to return the death row prisoner, even if you don't want a penny, send it back to the previous city and let the city lord help kill it, and the city lord is afraid that he will have to refuse.

"Alas, bad luck. ”

Another night, when the slave traders were turned away from a certain city, the leader raised his middle finger outside the gate for an hour, but it did not change anything.

At night, a bonfire was set up, and a few little minions were bragging and farting around.

"I said, it seems that eighty percent of this business will not be able to continue, what are you going to do in the future?"

"I, I'm going to see if I can buy a better book of supernatural exercises with the money I've saved over the years. If you cultivate well in the future, the future will not be much greater than doing this bird thing. ”

When the head heard this, he came over and scolded a few words, "This bird thing? Eating milk and scolding the mother's cowardice. ”

Lynch, I had already blended in with the crowd, calmly took the roast chicken off the campfire, and ate it beautifully.

"Actually, I think. Lynch slurred something in his mouth.

"You guys really have no future, there are so many talents in each death row prisoner, make good use of it, isn't it more interesting than simply selling slaves?"

"Oh?" Toutou was also intrigued by this sentence, although the minion in front of him was really angry, but he couldn't care so much about it for the time being.

"What do you think, let's see. ”