"The finished product delivered tonight, this is a rare item~~" opened the cloth bag and looked at the girl inside, and the unexpected man let out a satisfied exclamation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hehe, thanks to that murderer, no one will suspect us in this kind of thing. "I'm a human trafficker myself, but I made some extra money tonight.

"Keep your hands and feet clean, and don't get involved with the local noble customers. The unconscious girl was put in iron shackles and thrown aside with the other girls, and the man asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, this girl is just an ordinary civilian. "Judging by the clothes. Of course, even if it is a nobleman, the traffickers will definitely not admit it...... Reputation issues aside, it is impossible to always work in such a place, in short, money, money.

This is an abandoned warehouse on Black Street, near the docks...... Well, an abandoned warehouse or something, it's really suitable for bad guys.

This is a slave market that cannot be put on the table.

As for the supply...... Leave it to the traffickers to settle out. There is no shortage of goods, and if you think about it, it is just whether the pockets of the customers who come here are bulging.

Don't worry about the problems that are found...... Profit is always the best bargaining chip, and to some extent, the city guards may smile and say hello under the desperate gaze of those 'commodities' when they meet the person in charge here?

It is unclear whether the legendary righteous superman who saved slaves exists, but after a few years, it has been working normally.

"What person, come out?!" Even if there is, it's definitely not that you have nothing to do and want to be a good person?

With the help of the moonlight, the patrols outside spotted the figure approaching...... It can't be a customer, because it's all there.

"Is it here?" sneakily can't say, anyway, it's just walking in the direction of my heart to find it...... The guy who usually came back hungry early suddenly didn't return today, so of course he came out to look for it, but ...... Looking at the abandoned tall building in front of him,

Sartre didn't think that his stupid (9) would spend the night singing karaoke with his best friends here.

Moreover, when his eyes shifted from the building, he also saw the guy who surrounded him with a weapon and was full of hostility.

"Don't move!" said the captain of what appeared to be the patrolman...... Just ignore it. Saying that he was just here to lead people, he probably wouldn't let himself go.

"Moving me—" The other party couldn't say the rest of his words.

“...... It's all hands-on anyway. "So get the first shot...... Sartre drew the sword from his back.

At this moment, everyone rolled their eyes and fainted......

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"Buyer No. 3 made a bid of four thousand. "It's not a very good stage, it's not very bright, and the person in charge is not a pretty and sexy bunny girl, but that's enough...... It's always the product that enlivens the atmosphere.

Carrying the head of the 'product' to let the customers see the 'quality' clearly, the customers wearing bow masks in the audience are like demons in the eyes of the girls on the stage.

"My lord, no, it's not good!" When the auction was in full swing, a little brother ran out of the backstage in a panic and exclaimed.

"...... "Well, the auction was interrupted, and the person in charge didn't look good on his face, after all, he came to make trouble at this time." "What's so flustered?"

"My lord, there is, there are intruders!!" the younger brother said hurriedly and panting, pointing outside.

"Hurry up, are the patrolling guards eating dry food?"

"He, they're all down—ah!" didn't need to explain anything. The movement is coming.

The sound of sharpened iron blades cutting through the warehouse doors.

Subsequently...... The gate fell with a bang.

A teenager walking in through the fragments of the gate.

[It's not okay not to be strong, in this world, guys who are not strong will only be bullied. A purple evil blade that releases an ominous aura, holding a magic sword, a blood-like hair color fluttering wantonly, eyes that look extremely bloody in the dark, and a young man with a cold face.

[I came to the academy and wanted to become a normal person through studying, but ...... The moment the scabbard was liberated, it was still eroded...... Things to do when I was a kid. Smelling the breath of death, the customers present panicked, and for the awakened teenager, the scream of fear was undoubtedly the best seasoning, and the corners of his mouth rose with a touch of arc called madness.

The blade of the sword plunged into the ground, and the purple magic power formed a strange magic array from under his feet and instantly spread out, enveloping the entire warehouse...... This moment is doomed, and no one can escape.

"Since you can't escape, how good is it to wait for death honestly...... destroying the only light source on the roof, disappearing into the darkness, and the indifferent words sounded along with the purple sword shadow that flashed from the neck behind him.

The degree is too fast to catch the figure.

At the moment when the self-preservation knife sharpener in his hand had not been triggered, even the person was cut in half.

As if raging by the winds of the hell of death, blood splattered wantonly like money, and the smell of blood filled the entire warehouse.

Born to be captured by the evil magister for human research, at the age of four failed to study mutation awakened the contract with the magic sword, at the age of seven in the war between the two countries to survive, at the age of nine was adopted to return to normal life...... However, it was already too late. An indifferent attitude towards life.

Not calm, this midnight, fleeting homicidal maniac.

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The next day, in the bedroom of his home, Yan Mo woke up.

"Stains, my head hurts. "I was knocked unconscious and also affected by drugs, so it's no wonder that my head doesn't hurt. "Hmm...... What happened?" When I opened my eyes, it was the ceiling of my own house, and Yan Moling was a little confused.

When dealing with things that you can't understand, this kind of time-

"Now, Sartre, how did I get back last night?"

Sitting up, Yan Mo asked his younger brother Jun, who had already finished getting up.

"I don't know. After making breakfast, Sartre, who took off his apron, said lightly.

At the end, it seems that remembering something, it is necessary to mention: "It's time for you to lose weight!"

"Ah, that's too much!" puffed his cheeks...... Doesn't that mean that you think you're fat?!

Yan Mo didn't notice...... The topic was taken over at once.