Number One Ugly Husband

Chapter 49: send to death

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The high-level slave slapped Bao Ye on the back of the head angrily: "Are you a low-level slave supposed to ask these things? Wherever you are arranged to go, you can do things where you want to go, even if you eat shit, you have to lick it for me when you kneel down. Dare to intervene in other matters, be careful that Laozi interrupts your dog's legs."

… Ye rubbed the back of his head and looked back at the senior slave.

"What are you looking at?" The senior slave slapped Bao Ye on the back of the head again and shouted to his teammates, "Zhang Tie, come here, take him in, keep an eye on him, and don't let him run away."

"I know, I will be optimistic about him." Zhang Tie pressed Bao Ye's shoulders and pushed towards the gate: "Give me in."

Deacon Zhu looked at Bao Ye sympathetically, and said to the senior slave, "If it's all right, I'll go first."

The senior slave took out two apples from his pocket and threw them to Deacon Zhu.

"Thank you." Deacon Zhu asked the driver to drive away.

When Bao Ye entered the building, everyone immediately looked towards him.

"Is he an ugly slave?"

The senior slaves did not shy away from commenting on Bao Ye.

"It's so ugly, it's not him, who else could be."

"Boss Jin looks pretty good. How can there be such a disgusting younger brother? They weren't born to the same mother, right? If they were born to the same mother, how could Boss Jin say that the relationship is decided and immediately decide the relationship."

"You don't care that they were born to different mothers. Now he has offended us] Boss Lu. He has suffered. Even if Boss Jin comes, our boss will not let him leave."

When Bao Ye heard their conversation, he searched in his head how to offend Boss Lu before Chou Slave, but in Chou Slave's memory, he had never seen Boss Lu at all, let alone offend this person.

He thought about it carefully, and soon understood what was going on.

Boss Lu in Xicheng District has always been eyeing Beidg City, and he wanted to swallow this land for a long time, but because of the ability of Boss Ji in Beicheng, he has not won Beiji City. Boss Lu wanted to take the opportunity to fight over, but Baoye woke Boss Ji, can Boss Lu be angry

Moreover, Chou Nu is also the younger brother of Boss Jin in Nancheng District. Boss Jin has repeatedly failed to give Boss Lu face and fought and made troubles in the West District City. Boss Lu is not an opponent of Boss Jin. Facing the people in Nancheng District, Boss Lu can only suffer. portion. Therefore, Boss Lu, who couldn't find trouble with Boss Jin, took his anger on Chou Nu and settled the old and new accounts together.

Someone sarcastically said: "Boss Jin's younger brother should be very powerful, right? I really want to compete with him."

When the senior slaves heard this, they surrounded them with wicked smiles.

Zhang Tie pushed them away: "Fuck me away, the boss wants someone to deliver it intact. After the incident, you can do whatever you want."

The senior slaves had to back away.

Zhang Tie pushed Bao Ye into an iron cage and locked it, and said to the four senior male slaves next to him, "Put him into a big truck and send him to the City of Pleasure together."

it is good. "The four senior male slaves pushed Bao Ye into the side passage.

When they exited the passage, a large truck was waiting for them. The back of the car was full of slaves locked in iron cages. Each slave was dead and ready to go to the execution ground.

Bao Ye was carried into the back of the car by four senior male servants and pushed into the middle of a pile of iron cages. Then, he closed the car and sat down to play cards.

Taking advantage of their focus on playing cards, Bao Ye whispered to the slave locked in the iron prison next to him, "What are we going to do in the City of Pleasure?"

"Send to death." The slave in the iron prison gave him a gloomy look, and said nothing.

Bao Ye: "… "

The slave on the other side suppressed his voice and said in a muffled voice: "They are sending us to the arena of life and death. After entering the arena, we can only step down if we kill each other."

Bao Ye wondered: "Didn't the slave owner only choose high-level slaves to fight in the ring?"

Slave owners usually choose strong slaves to fight in the ring, asking them to win more money for themselves, but the slaves in the iron prison in front of them, although they are not very lean, they are not strong either.

The slave sneered: "Intermediate slaves play in the common arena. The life and death arena is built by slave owners to find pleasure, excitement and fun. If the masters are unhappy, it doesn't matter if you are a low-level slave or a middle-level or high-level slave. go up.

Bao Ye: …

"You fucking seek death!" The senior slave who was playing cards suddenly got up and kicked the iron cage: "You can talk about the matter of the master, and then talk nonsense, I don't need you to come to power, I will do it here. kill you."

The ferocious expression made the slave shrink back into the cage.

"And you..." The senior slave glared at Bao Ye angrily: "I don't have boss Jin to support you now, just give me the courage to be honest, if you dare to play tricks with me, I have a hundred ways to make you worse off. die."

Another senior slave sitting at the table said: "I said, what are you mad at them? After they arrive in the ring in the afternoon, they still don't know how to survive, so let them enjoy the last time."

"I lost a game of cards, and I'm in a bad mood. Can't I take their anger out?"

"Then do you still want to play cards?"

"Hit." The senior slave returned to his seat.

The low-level slave who was talking to Bao Ye did not dare to speak again.

After more than an hour, the big truck drove into the city of pleasure.

The slaves locked in the iron cage were attracted by the splendid buildings in front of them.

Even the senior slaves stopped playing cards and looked out of the car. One of the senior slaves said, "Since I became a senior slave, I have sent slaves to the City of Pleasure every day, but I still can't see enough of this city. What do you say, Laozi? When I can live in this city, it is not affected by lightning strikes and tornadoes at all, and it is still as majestic and prosperous as Yi.”

Another senior slave sneered: "It's not easy for you to live here,...

He raised his chin and asked them to look at the senior slaves outside the car who were crawling on the ground as dogs: "As long as you become a dog like them, you can live here every day."

"Come on, what I want is to live in dignifiedly."

¨Then you practice hard, maybe you can become a member of the master. "

I haven't made a sound for fear that the senior slave will say in a deep voice: "Okay, this is the master's territory, talk less."

Other senior slaves dare not talk nonsense.

The large truck stopped at the back door of the entertainment city building, and then pushed the slaves in the iron cage to a warehouse for storage.

Bao Ye leaned against the iron gate to observe the situation of the warehouse. The warehouse is very large and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The iron cages for holding the slaves are placed around the warehouse, and there are a pile of tables and chairs in the middle for the intermediate slaves. they rest. The middle-class slaves were men and women, all of them tall, strong and stout.

The senior slave in charge of guarding asked the senior slave who escorted the slave, "I heard that Boss Jin's younger brother is going to fight in the ring today, is it true?"

The senior slave who sent the slave over pointed to Bao Ye: "He is the younger brother of the boss of Jin, Chou Slave."

The guarding senior slave snorted: "It looks as scary as the rumors."

"Today, the boss has invited a few important guests, waiting to see him play in the ring, you must take good care of him."

'Know. "The senior slave in charge of guarding smiled meaningfully.

At noon meal time, except Bao Ye, a large bowl was distributed outside each iron cage, and the porridge was divided into each bowl.

After the senior slave in charge of guarding finished dividing the porridge, he came to Baoye's iron cage, scooped a large spoon of porridge and asked, "Would you like to drink it?"

Bao Ye glanced at it and said nothing.

"If you want to drink, just lay down on the ground and lick it." The senior slave smiled sinisterly and poured the porridge from the spoon into the iron cage.

Bao Ye didn't move.

"I'll let you eat on your stomach, do you hear?" Seeing that he didn't move, the senior slave felt that he didn't care about the porridge he made, so he got angry, put his hand into the iron cage, and pressed Bao Ye's head hard: "You fucking bastard, do you think you have Boss Jin to support you, you can eat whatever you want? You are just a dying slave now, it's good to have porridge for you to drink, bastard, give it quickly I finish licking it."

He pushed Bao Ye's head down hard.

The low-level slaves huddled in the corner silently, daring not to make a sound.

Both the senior slave and the intermediate slave looked at them mockingly.

One of the senior slaves shouted to the senior slave who was pressing on Bao Ye: "Lao Gai, you didn't eat at noon, work harder."

Lao Gai is the most powerful among their senior slaves. He can lift ten large trucks by himself, so it is impossible to hold down an ordinary low-level slave.

When Lao Gai heard the ridicule of his teammates, he became annoyed and became angry, and he pressed down with more strength: "Chopsticks, I let you eat, let you...

Bao Ye felt very uncomfortable when someone pressed his head, and his face became colder and colder. He didn't want to pay attention to Lao Gai, but suddenly, he grabbed Lao Gai's wrist, twisted it in the opposite direction, followed closely, and screamed.

The next moment, I saw Lao Gai being pushed down outside the iron prison.

The high-level slaves were stunned, unable to believe that a low-level slave had the ability to restrain a high-level slave.

You bastard, let me go now. "Lao Gai cried out in pain: "Come here, come here, pull him away." "

The senior slaves came to their senses and hurried over: "Lao Gai, are you alright?"

"My arm seems to be broken."

The senior slaves looked at Bao Ye: "You son of a bitch, let go of Lao Gai soon."

Bao Ye said lazily: "Let him press me again to lick the porridge?"

Lao Gai stared at Bao Ye with angry red eyes and shouted, "Xiao Liang, open the iron prison, I will kill him."

"This... Xiaoliang didn't dare to open the door: "The boss said he wanted to keep him and send him to the ring. "

"I'll take a breath and let him come on stage."

Bao Ye felt very amused. Everyone was pinched by him, and he dared to speak loudly.

He kicked Lao Gai's chest hard, and he instantly flew to the center of the warehouse and stopped at the feet of the intermediate slaves.

The intermediate slaves glanced at each other when they saw Old Guy's twisted arms.

"Papa-" With the sound of the whip, someone shouted, "What are you arguing about? What are you arguing about? Don't get ready, the ring competition will start soon."