Chapter 61: The Twelve Slaves of Iron Blood
Chapter 61
"You still dare to ask for money?!" Hai Qingbao said with a stiff neck.
Although Hai Qingbao is flustered, this does not mean that he is stupid. Two hundred shells is nothing to him, and he can afford it. But among the twelve slaves, except for this middle-aged man, the remaining eleven were old, weak, sick and disabled, and they had no use to buy them back, and they had to be raised for nothing. He would rather spend two hundred shells to buy this middle-aged man alone than eleven more burdens.
"Mouse, if I want to buy it, I can buy one of him, and you can keep the rest for yourself. "Haiqing Bao Road.
The middle-aged man said: "Unless you take us all away, I won't go with you even if I die." ”
"How can you speak here, look at the trouble you caused to the master!" The whip in the mouse's hand kept pumping on the middle-aged man, and in a moment there were more blood marks on his body.
This middle-aged man is really tough, his hands are tied behind his back, and he can't resist. The body stood upright, and the whip fell on the body without a word.
Han Nan couldn't bear it in his heart, and said, "Hey, hey...... Let me see. ”
The mouse stopped, panted, and said, "Patriarch Shi, what are you going to do?"
Han Nan glanced at the slave and nodded at him. Then he turned to Hai Qingbao and said, "Brother Hai, I want to buy these slaves, but my brother has no money......
Hai Qingbao frowned and said, "Brother Shi, I can give you this money for you, but what are you buying these cripples for, it's also a burden to carry it." ”
Han Nan laughed and said, "Don't you need people to bring food back?" Just buy a few slaves to help." ”
Hai Qingbao said: "Brother Shi, you need to be short of manpower, let's find a few strong ones." There are also slave girls in there, you can pick a few beautiful ones and bring them back......"
Hai Qingbei listened to what he said and snorted coldly on the side. Hai Qingbao immediately closed his mouth.
"Good brother!" Han Nan patted Hai Qingbao's shoulder and said, "Slave girls don't need it, your sister-in-law watch it closely." I'll just buy a few of them, who let me have a relationship with them, brother, I'm too lazy to pick again. ”
Hearing Han Nan say this, Hai Qingbao had no choice but to buy these slaves, and he said to the mice: "Untie the things tied to them and send them to my shop." ”
"Yes, yes. The rat hurriedly agreed, and hurried to untie the slaves. Selling these twelve slaves to Han Nan, he finally got rid of a burden on his body.
Twelve slaves stood in front of Han Nan and lined up. In addition to their own disabilities, they also had many wounds on their bodies, which should have been tortured at the hands of rats.
At this moment, they need to support each other to stand, and there is gratitude in their eyes when they look at Han Nan, and there is also deep vigilance.
"Which tribe did you belong to?" Han Nan asked.
"Our tribe was defeated, only twelve of us survived, we have no tribe left. The middle-aged man replied.
Han Nan knew that he didn't mention the name of the tribe because he didn't want to put shame on the former tribe. This middle-aged man can take care of other clansmen in such a situation, and he is a man with affection and righteousness.
"What's your name?"
"Iron Soul. ”
"Okay Iron Soul, you'll be a mess in the future. Han Nan patted his stomach and laughed: "Go back with them first to fill your stomach, and then treat your injuries." ”
"It's all up to my brother to arrange this?" Han Nan Chonghai Qingbao said.
"Everything was wrapped around me. Hai Qingbao immediately patted his chest and said. But I still can't understand why Han Nan is so nice to a group of slaves.
Iron Soul was stunned, and the hard expression on his face showed a hint of emotion. And there were some strange emotions in the eyes of his other clansmen.
"Master, let them go back, I'm not hurt, stay by your side to protect you. "Iron Soul Road.
"There's no need for that. "Hannam-do.
Hai Qingbao said on the side: "Brother Shi, it's okay to let him follow, the City of Water is not safe now, you forgot about that wicked man......"
Han Nan gave him a blank look, and said in his heart: "Damn, this 'wicked man' is standing in front of you, uncle......"
"Daddy, I'm going to stay too. With the sound of talking, a person jumped out. Han Nan turned his head and saw that it was the thin, dark-skinned young man he had just noticed.
"Go back. Iron Soul frowned.
"Daddy, I'm not injured, I can stay and protect my master. The young man was obviously a little frightened in the face of the iron soul, but he still stubbornly raised his head and said.
"It turned out that they were father and son. Han Nan thought to himself, and said to the young man, "What's your name?"
Iron Soul said: "This is my son Tiexin, our father and son thank the master for taking it in." ”
Han Nan laughed and said, "The tiger father has no dogs, since he wants to stay, let him follow me." ”
Han Nan spoke, and the Iron Soul couldn't say anything more. Tie Xin achieved his goal, and there was not much joy on his face, and he silently followed behind Han Nan.
Hai Qingbao also bought a few slaves, but he was very dissatisfied with his expression. The strong slaves in the market were all bought by the Shui clan, and the slaves he bought now were only crippled generals among the lame.
The sullen Hai Qingbao, Han Nan with the Iron Soul father and son, and Hai Qingbei entered the Colosseum.
The architecture of the Colosseum somewhat resembles that of the Colosseum in ancient Rome, certainly without its majesty. Only on the east side there is a ring of low stands, and in the center is the field of slave duels.
As soon as he arrived at the Colosseum, Hai Qingbao met a young master from other clans in the City of Water. The two gambled with slaves in their hands.
Hai Qingbao lost three games in a row, lost a lot of money, and was even more depressed.
Han Nam looked bored, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
"Brother Shi, wake up......" Hai Qingbao pushed him.
"What, is the fight over?" Han Nan said rubbing his eyes.
"Brother Shi, I lost three games in a row today......"
"Haha......" Han Nan looked at it and saw a young master looking at it triumphantly, thinking that it was the one who won Hai Qingbao.
"Hmph!" Hai Qingbao glared over there and said to Han Nan: "Brother Shi, let your two slaves go down and try, maybe you can win......"
"Haha......" Han Nam laughed.
Hai Qingbao also laughed: "Brother Shi, is this a promise?"
The Iron Soul said behind Han Nan: "Master, let me go down, I can kill him." ”
Han Nan stopped him, turned his head and said to Hai Qingbao with a smile: "No!"
"My man, I'm not going to let him play with his life. Although Han Nan was smiling, his tone was categorical.
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Three days later, it is the day of worship to the water god in the city of water.
The whole city was boiling, and everyone was crowded at the end of the green river. On both sides of the river, there are people from the water family and the sea family. And in the middle of the river, a wooden platform was erected, which is the battlefield of today's slave duels.
In front of the battlefield, a small boat was moored, and in it sat the holy woman who was sacrificed to the god of water today.
The two patriarchs of the Shui family and the Hai family have already arrived, and the wizards of the wizard tower have also arrived. When Han Nan and Hae Qingbao came, they saw that ordinary people could only be crowded on the periphery, separated by samurai, and only the important people in the city could be in the most central position.
Han Nan thought to himself: If it weren't for his relationship with the Hai family, he wouldn't be here today.