"My lord, please follow me!"
After confirming Wu Ming's identity, Mouse Quark led the way respectfully, and led Wu Ming to the southern area of Wu Xiao City, which was similar to a slum.
A large number of poor and helpless citizens gathered here. They have no dignity, no wealth, and they are willing to do anything to survive.
Theft, robbery, fraud... all kinds of crimes are happening here all the time.
In the stinking ditch every day, there will be a few more corpses, and everything that can be used is stripped away, like a naked pig.
The chaos of law and order led to the fact that even the city guards did not dare to go deep without gathering dozens of soldiers.
This group of people with nothing, they dare to do anything!
In this dark place, its dark rules prevail, to the point that even the nobles are unwilling to touch it easily.
"This is… "
Seeing Quark stop in front of a large building, Wu Ming raised his head slightly in surprise: "Slave market?"
"That's right, this is the largest slave market in Wind Howling City! No! The largest slave market in Windying Plain! Here you can find slaves of any kind, even indescribable high-end goods..."
Quark winked and said.
'Aristocratic blood? '
Wu Ming understood immediately. Although it sounds incredible, compared to lawless slave traders, there is nothing they dare not do.
Enslaving a nobleman of noble blood must satisfy the psychology of many great people.
Of course, for the sake of noble face, this kind of thing should be forbidden on the surface.
'Maybe the black market, and the slave trade...the Earl of Blue Mountain is behind him! '
Wu Ming understood everything in an instant.
He followed Quark into the market, and a strong fragrance immediately hit his nostrils, as if he wanted to cover up the smell of sweat and fishy smell.
The whole market looks like a special small street, and the shops on both sides are full of all kinds of slaves, from the most basic adult men and women, to serfs who know how to farm, and finally to advanced craftsmen.
There are even more special items, which are the repertoire of each store. Before the customers show a certain degree of sincerity and financial resources, they will not be seen at all.
"Come and see! My slaves are the strongest! In order to catch these wild people, I killed eight warriors!"
An obese slave owner was whipping his whip loudly. In front of him, a dozen or so wild slaves were half-bare to the waist, exposing their strong muscles, with dull and numb expressions, performing various performances to show their strength .
"The best female slaves are all strong and strong. It is best to take them back and breed with serfs!"
On the other side, a row of more than a dozen women stood apart, with hardly any hair on their bodies. The same as those male slaves, they all had marks representing slaves on their bodies, which were branded with a branding iron. The ends of the earth cannot escape the status of slaves.
"It's really..."
Wu Ming looked at the scar on the face of a female slave, and was speechless.
"Does your lord want to buy some female slaves, because they are not beautiful?"
Quark next to him obviously misunderstood what he meant: "These are the daughters of lowly savages. The female slaves who really serve the big men are behind them. They have been carefully cultivated, and their appearance and temperament are all first-class..."
"Should they also be branded as slaves on their faces?"
Wu Ming was somewhat disapproving of this approach.
"Of course... it's a testament to all slaves! But in order to preserve the beauty, it can be branded in less obvious places, such as the back of the neck or on the shoulders..."
Quark grinned, with a very lewd taste: "There is also the most senior female slave, whose skin is as smooth as silk and porcelain. They will receive preferential treatment and wear collars with slave symbols..."
He smacked his lips, looking very regretful: "Unfortunately... I have only seen a female slave of this level once, at the highest auction on the black market..."
"Where's the black market? You didn't bring me here to buy slaves, did you?"
Wu Ming asked.
"Naturally... I brought you to see the reviewer, my lord!"
Quark brought Wu Ming into a very ordinary slave business, and knocked on the counter with a regular voice: "I want to see your boss!"
The waiter who was originally sleepy, when he heard the voice, his body trembled, and he suddenly woke up: "I'll take you there!"
At the back of the firm, Wu Ming saw the examiner whom Quark said was an old man wearing a single-sided gold-rimmed spectacles.
He was wearing a dark red tuxedo, and his silver hair was combed meticulously, like an old pedant who was about to attend a banquet. He took a deep look at Wu Ming and Quark, and said in a vicissitudes of life: "The night gave us black s eyes!"
"For those who seek the light!"
Quark replied solemnly, after the gang cut-like ceremony passed, the old man looked at Wu Ming and said with a smile: "Welcome, new customers, those who go to the black market for the first time, need to pass the inspection of our reviewers... We will strictly abide by neutrality, but do not ask about the identity and purpose of the customer, as long as you show enough strength, you will be our most honored guest!"
"Enough strength?"
Wu Ming threw a small leather bag over: "How about these?"
The leather bag contained all his savings so far, about a hundred Jin Delong, enough for an ordinary farmer's family to live on for decades.
"Hey... barely enough!"
The old man curled his lips, seemingly dissatisfied, and said to the respectful Quark next to him: "You little mouse, this time you introduced an official guest, you will get the reward you deserve, the next thing , it is not something you can participate in..."
"I see!"
Quark bowed: "Farewell first, two adults!"
He turned around and left without any hesitation.
"this… "
Wu Ming was a little surprised.
"Guests please come with me!"
The old man put his hands behind his back and smiled: "Could it be that the customer thinks that the rats in the sewer can participate in our transaction?"
"It sounds like a pretty high specification... I'm looking forward to it..."
Wu Mingyi was a bold man, and he was not afraid of what the shopkeeper would do, so he followed him to the backyard.
There, a windowless, heavily shaded carriage was already waiting.
"It will send you to the venue, I wish you what you want, sir!"
The old man bowed slightly, watched as Wu Ming got into the carriage, closed the door gently, and suddenly fell into darkness all around.
Squeak! Squeak!
The mount snorted, and there was the sound of the axle rolling, and the carriage started to move just like that.
Wu Ming was half lying on the seat, resting his hands comfortably on his pillow, but with amazing perception, he was always paying attention to his surroundings.
Immediately, he was very speechless to find that after the carriage drove him around a big circle in Whistling City, he still came to the southern area in a roundabout way, even very close to the slave market.
"arrive!"
The door opened, and the voice of the coachman sounded like a stone from outside.
Wu Ming stepped out of the carriage, and saw that he was in a huge yard surrounded by high walls, and a group of guys with a fierce aura were watching him vigilantly.
"The black market is inside, please follow me!"
A waiter wearing a bow tie stepped forward with a smile, led Wu Ming into the house, held a candlestick, and opened a downward mechanism.
"Are you so cautious about every guest?"
Wu Ming followed the waiter into the passage, and went all the way down, as if he had gone deep into hell, so he couldn't help asking.
"When we get to know each other well...there's no need for such trouble!"
The waiter smiled secretly, and pushed open the door in front of him: "Welcome to the ant nest!"
Crash!
A wave of heat and noise came, with a huge appeal.
What appeared in front of Wu Ming was a huge underground cave, with many tents set up, all kinds of mercenaries, adventurers, assassins, thieves, and hidden nobles and knights gathered together enthusiastically, surrounded by Pointing at a certain item, or bidding fiercely, and calculating every Jin Delong with the stall owner.
From time to time, more people flowed from the surroundings, gathered in the black market, and many people went out. Everything was orderly and non-stop.
"Precise, complex ant nest..."
With just one glance, Wu Ming was sure that there are countless passages in this cave, let's be more clear.
Whoever controls this place will be the king in the darkness of Howling Castle!
"As a guide, I would like to remind you one last thing!"
The waiter smiled and said, "Treasure every Jin Delong in your pocket, today is just the day of the monthly auction, there is nothing you can't buy here!"
He leaned forward slightly, and the rolling stones in front of him automatically covered the passage, seamlessly, as if this place was originally a rock wall.
"The one who built this place must be a mechanism master, and used supernatural power..."
Wu Ming was sure of this, and began to wander around casually again.
"It really is a black market!"
He stopped in front of a weapon booth, looked at the display above, and the corner of his eye twitched slightly.
In the center of the booth, there is a complete set of knight armor, gauntlets, knee pads, helmet, steel boots, inner armor, outer armor... none of them are missing, and what is more conspicuous is the complex and elegant nobleman's armor on the armor. Signet!
"Who would dare to buy something like this and wait to die with the family the knight belongs to?"
Wu Ming glanced around, and saw more murder weapons, even crossbows and other military crossbows.
"As long as you have enough Jin Delong, I can even get you a bed crossbow!"
The arms dealer patted his chest and promised, but Wu Ming left without being sensitive.
"Sure enough... there are a lot more good things than outside..."
After just a few laps, Wu Ming secretly sighed that this trip was really worthwhile.