"Now, we can talk about other issues." Schiller turned the lamp back on, then dimmed it.

When Loki looked at him, Schiller's gaze also fell on Loki's, and then he: "For example, your hospital bills. ”

"Actually, I think I can pay for it myself this time."

Schiller shifted his gaze to his unformed body, and then back to his head, and Loki understood what he meant, and he said, "I think you should have something more than money." ”

"For example?"

"Like fun."

Loki, who only had his head moving, showed a sly smile, "I left something on Thor before sending him through the space passage to Saka. ”

A flash of light flashed in Loki's eyes, and a magical vortex appeared in the room, then grew in size and turned into a circular magic screen.

In the screen, a man with long blond hair is leaning against a tattered iron sheet, sweat running down his long hair, soaked clothes against his body, his face is all dirty, and he looks very embarrassed.

Beside him, a strange-looking bird was talking to another red-skinned, hideous-looking Sakar who said in a shrill voice: "That's right, he's the garbage I picked up at Woka's, just like the two unlucky ones last week." ”

"Listen, my reserve price is 200 Sakabi, it definitely can't be lower, look at the way he looks, he's so strong, even stronger than many Sakars......"

"You know, these days, there are not many garbage of this quality, whether it is pulled to the mine or sent to the gladiatorial arena, it is a good choice."

The red-skinned Sakaar shook his head, he spouted and spat to the side, "200 Sakabi? No way! Listen, there's a lot of garbage thrown in lately, and it's definitely not at this price......"

"The gladiatorial arena is already full, I can only drag him to work in the mines, and the poor ghosts on the other side of the mine can't make a good price, even if he is still strong, but it looks like his brain has been burned out, and those greedy mine owners will definitely take the opportunity to lower the price."

"No, no, no." The big bird moved his legs back to the tin shed and said to Thor, "Hey! What is your name? Tell him what your name is and where you're from, proving that you're not a fool. ”

Thor just leaned against the wall behind him, nothing, and the big bird pecked him with his beak, and he let out a cry of pain, then raised his eyelids and looked at the big bird.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the big bird was a little angry, and he whispered to Thor: "Don't trouble me, everyone knows the name of 'Red Wings' in this area, and I am already the most tolerant garbage dump owner here, if you can't sell it for a high price, see how I clean up your ......"

The red-skinned Sakar poked his head in: "Don't try, haven't you seen enough people like this?" Judging by his appearance and clothes, he should be a nobleman, and they threw him here like garbage, which would definitely spoil his brain and prevent him from coming up with any important secrets......"

The big bird made a "cough-cough" sound from its throat, then opened its beak and pecked Thor's shoulder, its sharp beak pierced Thor's shoulder, taking away a piece of flesh, and immediately bleeding profusely, Thor let out a scream, but still stayed in place with a glazed look.

The big bird named Redwing had a humane look of disappointment on his face, "Well, it looks like I shouldn't have had too much expectations, he was still talking when I picked him up, what could be wrong?" ”

"Listen, big guy, 150 Sakabi, it can't be any lower."

"If it's higher than 120, I won't want him, after all, it's sold to the mine owner, although he looks a little strong, but he won't live for a month." The big red man shook his head: "The mine owner will never pay more than 150 yuan, you have to give me some room to make money......"

"No kidding, I fed him a lot of water and even gave him some food to wake him up, and these things alone are more than 120 ......"

The big red guy pulled out something like a cigarette from his clothes, and Red Wing's eyes lit up immediately, and it: "Gray grass roots? Where did you get this from? ”

"The last convoy that came here was wiped out halfway through, I dug out some good goods from the crate, I can give you a pack, and give you another 120 sakabi, you give me this blonde hunk, and next time I will come to patronize your business......"

Red Wing flapped his wings and scratched the ground with his paws, looking a little hesitant and a little excited, he glanced back at the sluggish Thor, "Okay, deal." ”

After that, it scolded again: "Damn, I thought it would be a high-priced good product this time, but I didn't expect it to be like this, this ghost place hasn't dropped good things for a long time......"

Then, it stretched out its wings and slapped Thor on the ground, causing him to roll around on the ground a few times, covered in mud, and the big red monster head walked up to grab Thor by the neck, only to instinctively struggle and punch him in the arm.

The big red guy took a breath and kicked Thor's head, Red Wing: "This guy was supposed to be a warrior before, it's normal to be a little wild, what about your chain?" ”

The big red man spat again, and walked out of the tin hut, and outside there was a cart pulled by strange insects, and he rummaged through the cart, and finally found a heavy chain, which had a ring at one end and a spike at the other.

"Are they going to tie him up?" Strange in front of the magic screen asked, "I don't understand what they're doing, but it looks like Thor is going to suffer." ”

"They're the lingua franca of the Celestial Furnace Galaxy, and I can probably understand a little." Loki on the bed: "That big red bird is the owner of the garbage dump there, specializing in picking up some aliens that have been thrown down. ”

"Aliens thrown down, where aliens often fall from the sky?" Strange asked, Strange asked,

"Saka is also known as the interstellar garbage dump, or the entire Taiyo galaxy, where the cosmic environment is very special, the outer layer is surrounded by special cosmic passages, it is impossible to enter and exit through normal means, and many civilizations will throw some dangerous garbage into it, so as to ensure that this garbage is not easy to spread out of this galaxy."

"Of course, there are also people who are difficult to dispose of." Loki gave a malicious smile: "That's why I'm here, this suits him well, and the garbage is better where he belongs." ”

Schiller looked at Loki, his tone seemed interested, "It seems that you were trying to understand me while I was counseling you, well, your pay is not bad." ”

"But I have to warn you......" Schiller tilted his head first, looked out the window, and then into Loki's eyes: "When you take others for fun, it's better to be aware that you will also be happy." ”

Loki heard what he meant, but didn't realize what he meant, and he smiled again as he watched the screen change on the magic screen, "It's a lot of fun, it looks like they want to put a collar on Thor and leash him like a dog." ”

Loki looked at Schiller, and he saw that his expression was a little strange, as if he had expected something, but he didn't guess what Schiller was thinking at all, and continued to stare at the image on the magic screen.

The big red man carried the thick iron chain into the tattered iron shed, and then he picked up one end of the chain.

"Hey, wait!" Off-screen, Strange looked at his movements: "Did he take it the other way around?" How to ......"

As he spoke, the chain's spiked end was stabbed into Thor's body, passing through his shoulder blades, Thor let out a near-death scream, blood spurting out.

The spike pierced through the body, and the big red man took out a bolt, screwed the bolt on the top of the spike that broke out of the body, and then struck it in front of it, and the whole spike was fixed to Thor's shoulder, and Thor kept screaming and screaming, and trembled on the ground.

The big red guy picked up the ring on the other side of the chain: "This should be honest, let's go." ”

Off-screen, Strange put his index finger against the person, "I thought it was ......"

"It seems that you are not the only one who thinks ......" Schiller looked back at Loki, and seeing the smile on Loki's face fade away, Schiller asked, "What are you all surprised about?" Only the end of the spike was stained with blood on the chain. ”

Thor's hands were tied behind his back, and the big red man led him with the spike that had pierced into his body to the bug-pulled cart.

The big red guy knocked the back cover of the car, and the oval tin car opened the door behind it, and the big red guy didn't seem to know magic, but he had a lot of strength, jumped directly on the car, and dragged Thor inside.

His posture and movements were like handling a meat cutlet, not caring about the wounds on Thor's body at all, and Thor did not struggle at all, but only let out a cry of pain with instinct, as if it had really become a meat steak to be slaughtered.

Thor was tucked into one of the darkest compartments at the very end of the car, where the space was so cramped that Thor had to curl up to stay there, and more importantly, the spiky chains on his shoulders were fastened to his head.

The rear end is where the cart bumps the most, and every time the car starts to move, Thor will ooze a lot of blood from his shoulder.

Thor's screams weren't abrupt, as the entire carriage was filled with garbage he had picked up from the junkyard, most of them covered in blood, glazed over, screaming in the dark, cramped cage.

The green of the Saka sky was replaced by a psychedelic reddish-purple, and the giant planet with the rings in the sky descended to the horizon, the glow of the setting sun reflected the red earth the color of blood, and the huge prison cart looked incomparably small on the horizon.

The bug pulling the cart and the cart behind him turned into small black dots against the light, speeding through the sunset, bringing up thick smoke and dust, and the bird-like beast swept through the sky, making a sharp cry, and after smelling the blood on the cart, they chased after the cart, and merged with the smoke and dust raised.

The insects pulling the cart let out a low chirp, the tires cut across the rough surface, leaving blackened ruts, and with the slow braking, the smoke became thicker and thicker, and the whole convoy stopped with a "clang".

In front of him is a gate made of stout logs, the rows of wooden thorns at the top of the gate look even more hideous in the setting sun, and then look down, a huge plaque with a rough font that reads "Red Ring Mine".

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