"Come on, come on, come and have a look at my father Taz. These mountain people from Tallinn in District 21 are all strong and capable. They are the best coolies, and they can work for 12 hours non-stop. Each one is only one thousand yuan, and more than ten can be discounted! The more you buy, the more discounts you will get. Young master, do you need to add some workers to your factory?"
Allen stepped back a little, so as not to be touched by the slave owner with bright eyes in front of him. In this booth, a row of ten rough and strong men were chained and nailed to the ground with iron chains as thick as their forearms, and they were displayed to the passing guests like commodities. It's a pity that the guests don't seem to have much interest in the slaves used as coolies, so the slave stall is empty.
Those stalls with the most crowds are basically female slaves and even slaves who provide all special services. They are the mainstream commodities in the slave trade in the black street. Just like Green and the others, they had already got into a stall selling female slaves, and Green didn't forget to call Allen over. Getting into the crowd, the booth in front of me is not small in the garage, and even has its own booth that is more than ten meters long.
On the booth are some big and small cages, and the cages are full of young women. From 15 to 26 years old, the cages are high and low, and there are even some equipment inside, so that the female slaves can use various postures to show their strengths and strengths. To Allen's surprise, all of these female slaves looked like peach blossoms, and they gave the most charming smiles to the watching guests instead of a sad look.
Green had already taken a fancy to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman, and when he was bargaining with the slave owner, he bumped into a competitor. So it turned into a small auction. In the end, because of limited financial resources, Green had to watch the slave he was looking for be bought by others, and dejectedly beckoned others to move to the next booth.
"Isn't this the young master of the Bethkind family?"
When Allen squeezed out of the crowd, there was a blur in front of his eyes, and a sparkling pipe dangled in front of him. Allen collected himself and saw clearly that it was the old man who stopped Willick and himself from fighting in the Old Oak Bar that day. Of course, now he knew that this old man was the owner of the bar, and also the old Ward who adopted and guided Willick and the others.
"Willick is doing well now, that lucky boy, hey." Old Ward said, taking down his pipe and flicking off some ash.
Allen nodded and said, "It should be quite fulfilling."
"Willik is a boy with potential. If there is an opportunity in the future, we must squeeze more." The old man laughed dryly, and his smile made Allen not flattered. He said again: "The young master is here to buy slaves?"
"Call me Allen."
Allen looked at the female slaves and said, "I just came here with my friends to learn more, but this place is indeed different from what I imagined."
"Oh? Then what should it look like in your imagination?" Ward asked casually.
"At least, I didn't expect those slaves to be able to greet people with a smile." Allen replied honestly.
Ward laughed and said, "Then you think they will cry?"
"Alan, well, since you want me to call you that." Ward stopped laughing, walked with Alan, and pointed to some slaves and said: "You have to understand, they are commodities. Especially those female slaves, people Buying them is for fun. They don't care what's wrong with these women, they just want to be happy. So you see, a woman who knows how to laugh is easier to sell herself than a woman who can only cry... "
"Besides, as long as she can sell herself, her life will be better than where she came from. You know, not all slaves are captured. Some are voluntary slaves. As long as there is a chance to sell yourself Selling it to Babylon is just like your companions just now. If you can sell it to them, even if the dolls have not attracted the owner's interest for a while. Then they will stay as maids in the family no matter how bad they are. There are means Some, they will hook up with some men in charge of the family, or marry a family guard. In any case, this kind of life is ten times better than the surface." Ward spread his hands and said: "So you see, as long as you can sell yourself Get out. Don't joke, even if you ask them to do the most unbearable actions, they will do it. After all, it is about survival."
"Then Mr. Ward also came to buy... a slave girl?" Allen asked.
Ward shook his head and said, "I'm already old, but I can't stand a few women. Besides, who told you that there are only female slaves in the fair? There are many kinds of goods here, including female slaves, male slaves, and black people. … Hey, it’s just small slaves. Even some well-connected guys will get alien slaves. Of course, those are high-end stuff.”
"I'm mainly looking at those little black people. Willick has already dug them up for you, and the rest of the little devils have gone their separate ways. I have to cultivate a new batch of blood, or the signboard of the old oak tree will be demolished." Lost."
At this time, Old Ward made a strange movement. He raised his leg and kicked back, but there was obviously nothing behind him. But suddenly a slave jumped on Ward from a passing stall and shouted, "Buy me, master, I can do a lot of work."
So the kicked foot just supported the slave's calf, kicking the slave to the ground, and then pulled back by several strong guards of the slave owner. Old Ward snorted: "I'm not interested in you who can't even be called third-rate."
Allen saw it in his eyes, thoughtful. The inconspicuous old man in front of him is indeed a hidden master. The kick just now, which was like the prophet of the end, shows that Old Ward is always vigilant about the surrounding environment. For a person like this, it's like a joke to sneak up on him.
"I'm going this way, you can play slowly, Alan. I wish you a pleasant evening." The old man knocked on the pipe, and after finishing speaking, he walked in another direction with his hands behind his back.
"Alan, come here, hurry up."
The figure of the old man was quickly submerged in the crowd. Green and the others shouted in front of him, but Allen could only step forward quickly. Green grabbed Allen's shoulder and asked, "Who is that old man?"
Allen was not used to being so close to him, so he took his hand calmly and said, "It's nothing, an acquaintance, chatted for a few words."
"Oh, don't talk about this. Let's go here quickly." Green took out a leaflet and shook it: "Look, we got it right today. There will be an auction of alien slaves tonight!"
Alan thought to himself that old Ward really didn't say anything nonsense, there are alien slaves for sale in Heijie. He has not seen real aliens yet, and he has information about alien races, but he has only read them in classrooms and books, and he is a little curious at the moment.
Alien slaves have always been high-end commodities, so it is naturally impossible to display and auction them casually like roadside stalls. The auction venue is deep in the underground garage, in a simple hall with poured concrete walls that separate the inside from the outside. The entrance of the hall is guarded by guards. Even if a slave does not shoot, he has to pay an entrance fee of 1,000 yuan to enter the hall. Alan and the others paid the money and entered the hall, only to find that it was not spacious. no one who can entertain
Many, Bailai placed the seats casually in the hall.
There were not many guests entering the auction house, and the chairs were not even filled. After all, alien slaves are not affordable by just anyone. Even an ordinary slave, after capturing, changing hands, transporting, entering customs and other expenses, the price will be astonishingly high. Therefore, the mainstream at the slave trade fair is still the humans on the surface, or the female relatives of a declining noble family.
There are only a few teenagers like Alan who just come in to join in the fun, and have a lot of knowledge.
The auction started soon. The host walked onto the platform in the middle of the venue wearing an ill-fitting gown, coughed dryly and said, "Today is a lucky day, gentlemen. Therefore, we can present to you tonight the alien slaves that are rarely seen on weekdays. So let's get started, the first item in tonight's auction is... "
"Loso people!"
As the host snapped his fingers, there was the sound of wheels rolling behind the stage. Seven or eight strong men came out dragging a prison cart, on which was a special iron prison. The thick iron bar on the arm shows that it is very strong, and the electric sparks that explode from time to time indicate that the iron prison is electrified, which makes an alien with his head covered inside can only stay peacefully in the insulating space in the middle.
The Luosuo people come from the Jotun star field, and the civilization dimension of the planet where they are located is not high, so the Luosuo people always look like primitive people in scanty clothes. In appearance, except for the indigo blue skin and a lizard-like tail extending from the spine to the buttocks, male Losos look very similar to human men. But their general height is more than two meters, and they are strong and aggressive. The Luotho people have high fertility and a large ethnic group, so they have always been regular cannon fodder in the armies of some powerful tribes in the Jotun star field.
Allen has also seen the introduction of this alien cannon fodder in books, and now he has seen it with his own eyes. The male Loso in the iron cage was very restless. When he came to the stage, stimulated by the light, he roared like a liger and rushed forward, but was bounced back by the charged cage wall.
The host said happily: "As you can see, these male Losos are born fighters. The Jieming Chamber of Commerce captured a large number of Losos this time, and they will be effective assistants in the colonization of foreign domains. Of course, after they are purchased , they will be specially trained by the slave trainer of the Jemin Chamber of Commerce, and they will be kept obedient and obedient to instructions. Then the auction will start now, and the reserve price for each Luosuo is 10,000 federal coins!"
Next came the bidding session, but the scene was far more deserted than Alan imagined. Only a few people raised their bidding cards, and they were finally bought out by a big fat man at a price of 10,100 yuan per Losos. The host was not surprised either. After all, slaves like the Losos who could only serve as cannon fodder were of little use, and there were too many of them, so it was impossible to bid high prices.
Usually, a certain customer will buy out all the goods, and then all buyers in need will buy from him one-way, saving some trivial procedures.
The host waved his hand, and after the Luosuo people brought them down, including the prison car, he said: "If the stage of the Luosuo people is on the outer battlefield, then the next product, their stage is on Ladies and gentlemen, if that lord photographs one of them, please don’t let your wife know about it. Because there is no woman who can tolerate her husband’s sexual desire, but there is a soft-boned Naga!"
Hearing the four Bone Naga, the eyes of the teenagers in Green lit up, and their breathing became a little rough.
(end of this chapter)