Strange black spots, like a well in the snow.

It's desolate.

In fact, it was not a black spot, but a special nail made by the Bloody Clothes family, which was specially used to restrain the Shenmu Clan, and was called "rotten nails".

The Shenmu people are brave and good at fighting, and they are born with powerful spells, but as long as they nail the back of the spine with rotten nails, it is difficult for them to cast spells and become chopping board fish.

At the same time, it also prevents the captives from committing suicide.

The people of Bloody City were aware of this and didn't think it was strange.

They cheered and laughed, pouring the noise and madness to the extreme.

All kinds of harsh voices and foul language are endless, turning this place into a pit.

"It's so white!"

"Look at the one on the left, it's so big, bigger than my mother's, hehe!"

"The right one is good, it must be comfortable to get on the bed!"

The entire Third Street was on fire, and everyone became disgusted in the fire.

The calm Shi Bufan looked out of place.

He didn't feel right.

Maybe he is lonely and unheard of many things in the world, but he also knows that stripping other people's clothes naked in front of everyone is a great insult and a violation of dignity.

Prisoners, is there no dignity?

Is it livestock?

The people of the Shenmu Clan obviously understood better than Shi Bufan, they didn't scream, they didn't struggle, they didn't show a sense of humiliation, they just subconsciously hugged their bodies and waited to go to hell.

Corner.

The soldiers in armor still stood still.

Among them is Masaaki To.

There were no restrictions on entering and exiting Third Street as him, but he didn't want to get involved in the excitement.

"Young Master Tu, don't you go and take a look, just leave it here to the brothers, and promise that nothing will happen. ”

A soldier said.

Tu Zhengming shook his head, turned his back to Third Street without saying a word, and frowned.

He longed to cover his ears so that he would not feel disgusted by the foul language.

If it weren't for his duty, he would never come to the Night Music Workshop and get involved in this auction.

Contrary to Tu Zhengming, Xuedong'er was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea, admiring it in a leisurely manner.

As a woman, she is not good at coming forward as a woman, so she gives full authority to Huang Gou.

I just wait for the money to be collected at the end.

In the past, when the Bloody Clothes captured captives, they were tortured and executed.

The people of the Shenmu clan are very backbone, and they refuse to betray the clan even to death.

Later, the Bloody Family thought about it, but they were too lazy to waste their strength, and they were executed on the spot when they caught the prisoners.

Five years ago, Xuedong'er came up with a brilliant idea: to put these captives up for auction.

First, let the captives be humiliated and vent their evil anger, among the rich people in Bloody City, there are many perverts.

Second, the captives were sold at a high price, and the money obtained was used to feed the beast cavalry and make up for the losses on the battlefield.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Since then, the auction of captives has become a carnival of night music clubs.

Who would have thought that this idea actually came from a teenage girl.

"Huang Gou, stop grinding and start the auction. ”

Seeing Huang Gou staring at the group of captives drooling, Xuedong'er said impatiently.

"Yes, yes!"

Huang Gou sucked up his saliva, picked up a whip and came to the stage, slapped the captive's body, and said loudly: "You can see clearly, these are serious Shenmu women, not to mention their beautiful faces, they are all stubborn, buy them home and train them slowly, everyone knows that there are no men in the Shenmu Clan, whether they can conquer them depends on the skills of the old and young masters, haha......"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Huang Gou whipped a few more times happily.

"Now let's auction the first one!"

After the warm-up, Huang Gou dragged the leftmost captive up and beat him humiliatingly.

The captive gritted his teeth and remained silent.

The more this happened, the more passionate the men became, and they began to bid.

"Five hundred taels!"

There was a man with a big belly who opened his mouth for five hundred taels, and he was rich.

"I'll give six hundred taels. ”

"Seven hundred taels. ”

"It's my turn, seven hundred and fifty taels. ”

......

The price of shouting continued to rise, and it soon reached 1,000 taels.

Although it is an empty price, no evidence or pledge, no one dares to deceive.

Just kidding, I offended the Bloody Family, and I had to be connected all over the house.

"One thousand one hundred taels. ”

There was an old man in his sixties and seventies who continued to increase the price.

"One thousand three hundred taels. "Not to be outdone.

I have to say that there are so many rich people in Bloody City, and the bids come and go, swimming rapidly in the crowd.

Before everyone could react, the price had already reached two thousand taels.

"Two thousand five hundred taels!"

Finally, a chubby young man couldn't sit still, and the final word was settled.

No one is going to raise the price anymore.

"Okay, this son, the first captive is yours!"

Huang Gou grinned like a torn cloth shoe.

Of course he was happy.

The first captive to get such a high price is considered a good start.

"Let's auction the second captive!"

Huang Gou struck while the iron was hot, pulled the second captive out, and whipped him a few times.

Then there was a flurry of bids.

Like waves in the ocean, wave after wave.

Of course, most people only have the share of watching the show.

Not to mention buying prisoners, they can't earn ten taels a year of hard work, and they want to spend a few thousand taels to buy a beautiful slave girl?

Dream!

After a while, the second captive was auctioned for three thousand taels, and was bought by a young man.

The third captive was auctioned for two thousand taels and was bought by a gray-haired old man.

The fourth captive took 1,800 taels.

......

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer prisoners on the stage, Shi Bufan clutched the 1,000 taels of silver tickets tightly, silent, and sweated on his forehead.

It's not that there is not enough money, but hesitation.

Watching those captives stripped naked and humiliated in public, listening to the whipping and unbearable words, Shi Bufan felt extremely uncomfortable.

Is it reasonable for people to be bought and sold like livestock?

If he opened his mouth to bid, even if he didn't succeed in the auction, he would have acquiesced in this kind of human slave trade!

So, I kept silent.

His hand clenched the silver ticket tightly, and after a while, the silver ticket was wet with sweat.

"The old fool once said that the world is a place full of tragedies, and many tragedies are helpless even to the gods, I didn't believe it before, but now I finally met it, hehe!"

Shi Bufan laughed to himself.

It was normal for him to feel pity when he saw that these captives were pitiful, but when he thought about it, those Bloody City soldiers who were captured by the Shenmu Clan would also be humiliated and slaughtered.

Who is right and who is wrong?

Shi Bufan couldn't figure it out.

Even if you are confused, I am afraid you will not be able to give an answer.

"Three thousand taels!"

"Lao Tzu is three thousand five hundred taels!"

The auction of the thirtieth captive began.

The price is ridiculously high.

In the end, an old man auctioned it for 3,800 taels.

The old man was amazing, he slapped two captives one after another, hugged Erchun in his arms, and his beard trembled happily, revealing the only old tooth left in his mouth.

The other wealthy gentry also had their own gains, and they handed over the silver tickets to Huang Gou, and then took the captives away like dogs.