With a frightening evil spirit, Ba Ye walked out from behind the door opened.
A few werewolf officers on standby immediately greeted him and knelt on one knee: "Master Patriarch, are you okay?!"
"Good!" Ba Ye went alone and waved his paw: "You immediately send a few teams of wolf cubs in to clean up the mess below!"
"My patriarch..." Several officers looked at each other, "What is the current situation in the dungeon? How should we report to the Lord?"
"Inside..." Ba Ye glanced at Ashin and Evelyn disguised as werewolf warriors: "The situation of the slave riots inside was very bad. The teams of wolf cubs and the rebellious slaves who went in before were killed together, and only two of them were left. One is still alive."
As soon as the voice fell, some of the werewolf warriors let out an angry growl, some let out a lament, and some just wailed loudly, feeling sad for their dead brothers and friends.
A werewolf officer's ears were pressed backwards, with a strange expression: "The one who survived the last...is it so thin two soldiers?"
Another werewolf officer also said strangely: "Is there really such a skinny guy in our legion?"
The soldiers of the Werewolf Legion are tall and burly werewolf giants. Standing between them at a height of two meters will appear short and upper half. What's more, the human figures of Ashin and Evelyn? No wonder these two officers will be suspicious.
And several other officers simply curled their necks and sniffed them: "Even the smell is not right... Isn't this the smell of a werewolf?"
"Points deduction!" Ba Ye Guxing suddenly glared.
Speaking the word deduction, not just a few werewolf officers, Ashin clearly heard the sound of waves of inhalation spreading from near to far.
The tyrant's "point deduction" made the whole werewolf army cringe!
"Is yours here empty?" Ba Ye Zhixing pointed to his skull: "The body is thin and thin? It has shrunk after a brave and bloody battle! The smell is wrong? The slaves below have all races, if you fight them with them A ball will also smell of other races! Keep your mind on you! Give me some tofu to replenish my brain when I go back tonight!"
Ashin couldn't help but spit out in his heart: (What's a joke? Eat tofu to replenish your brain?)
The werewolf officers shuddered, bowing their heads and keeping their knees on the ground, not daring to move, as if they were playing a horror game where whoever moves first will fall to the ground.
"Huh!" Ba Ye Guxing mentioned the copper gourd and took a sip of wine: "Okay, go and clean up! This wolf has other things to do!" He strode over to the neatly lined up werewolf warriors, the latter Then he quickly let out a way out with a look of trepidation, like a low tide.
In the suspicious gaze of the werewolf warriors, Ashin held his breath and carried Evelyn and left here behind him.
Ba Ye Lonely walked swayingly with Ashin on the road paved with bluestone bricks, and the busy people saw this powerful and powerful deity, ghost, and important minister of the black market, and the big figures in charge of the slave trading area, all showing flattering expressions facing away. He nodded and bowed, but no one dared to lean closer.
This is not surprising, facing such a wicked and unpredictable werewolf patriarch who behaves like a nightmare, it is really abnormal if someone dares to approach easily!
The slave market is full of people, even busier than the Performing Arts Avenue in the Maoren Autonomous Region.
But the difference is that the noise here is full of pain and negative feelings.
Whiplash...
Cries...
Rebuke...
Begging for mercy...
Prayer...
Treacherous laughter...
Call for help...
Crying...
*sound…
All kinds of depressing voices are mixed together, forming a chorus of horror from hell!
Groups of slaves, who were shackled by heavy shackles, were put in large iron cages and transported one after another to the various display platforms.
The werewolves on the high platform slobbered to the buyers below the stage, boasting how healthy and obedient the slaves were, and how good the price was. From time to time, he would whip and beat the fear slaves a few times to prove that his product introduction was not exaggerated.
Like dry branches, helpless hands stretched out from the railings of the iron cage to the sky in despair; blood, sweat and tears outlined the distress gully on the skin, which became deeper with every breath; countless sad and pale faces, in Under the scorching sun, it looks like a puppet that has lost its soul.
After losing the most precious freedom, what color will be left in life
The air was full of unwillingness, anger, sadness, and despair, and the eyes of the buyers who gathered in front of the iron cage were shining with the fearful malice that even Ashin, who was the executioner of the law, was also afraid.
Ashin couldn't imagine the purpose and psychology of these people to come here to buy slaves. He suddenly thought of the twins he rescued from Turner...
(If I hadn't rescued them then, would they have been taken to this place now?! The Pella family has committed crimes for so many years, how many people have been killed by them...)
The atmosphere of the slave market, the screams in his ears, all of this is like burning arsenic igniting a raging flame in his chest. He feels that his heart, his chest, and his head are about to explode. Up!
As a torturer! How can you tolerate this situation happening in front of your eyes and ignore it? !
As a torturer! How can you leave this place soaked in sorrow without incident? !
As a torturer! How can you just keep your head down and ignore the horrors of hell? !
Ashin's body became more and more stiff, and his expression became more and more ferocious.
(For Evelyn...for Xinyi...for Bingmou...not right! Excuses are all excuses! I'm not doing it...I can't help it! Crusade... Crusade!!!)
"Snapped!"
A fierce vigor followed the paw on Ashin's shoulder and penetrated into the body, prompting the executioner who was on the verge of madness to wake up instantly.
Ba Ye Gu Xing looked at Asin with a ghostly lamp-like gaze: "Your breathing is messy, and the smell has become very dangerous... You are suffering. Is it because of the environment here?"
Ashin's anger was completely on his face: "The crimes committed by the gods and ghosts on the black market are simply heinous, and this is hell!"
"Is this hell?" Ba Ye Guxing's eyes were strange and bright: "The whole world was originally a hell, right? It's just that you behave more directly and violently in the ghostly black market!"
Ashin was horrified and moved: "You...what did you say?!"
Ba Ye Zhi Xing actually showed a look of pity: "You can't see the real little fool, you are really a picture of Tucson! No matter what race in this world, there will be an ever-expanding jade hope, because jade hope is survival. Your instinct! Aren’t you being led by the nose by Yuwang, who is going to participate in the auction?"
Ashin was stunned suddenly, his mind thundered!
(Ah! Yuwang...my Yuwang is leading me by the nose!)
The tyrant spreads out his hands: "Yuwang and Yuwang invade each other. In order to satisfy Yuwang, they do all kinds of things within their power. The strong began to swallow and crush the weak, and this is how the world is today-that is The scene of hell where all beings kill and gnaw at each other for their own jade! Just like insects eating grass, birds eating insects, and people eating birds, isn’t it a natural thing? The food on your plate will be chewed up by you, Devour, and it itself is 10,000 unwilling, but will you feel sad for it?"
"This..." Ashin clearly knew that Ba Ye's remarks were wrong, but he couldn't think of a few words that could refute him.
Like a teacher who is patiently teaching his disciples, he said slowly: "Look...you can't refute it, right? The weak have no right, and even the way to die can't be chosen by themselves! Just like a herring Similarly, does it have the right to choose whether to be steamed or fried? Can’t it? The strong and the weak, the nobles and the slaves, the abusers and the abused, the whole world depends on this which seems cruel, but very realistic The power relationship is constructed! The strong things exploit, squeeze, and swallow the weak things. Just like the scene here, the sellers stand outside the cage and deprive the slaves of their freedom and dignity, and the slaves can only choose to obey and endure , In exchange for a miserable future that can continue to survive by constantly giving away your freedom and dignity. Although you think the black market for ghosts and ghosts is dirty and wicked, it is not that serious, because this is the epitome of the entire world's food chain!"
"This is a fallacy!" A Xin shouted loudly, "Eating is for survival! Is it to trample on others' dignity, deprive others of their freedom, and destroy others' lives for survival?"
Ashin’s roar was like a thunderbolt, frightening the pedestrians of all colors, and even one person was so scared that he urinated his pants on the spot. Even the horses in the distance were frightened and neighed and overturned the trailer full of slaves. Dust away.
At the moment when Asin roared, Ba Ye suddenly activated his incredible body speed and lifted Asin and Evelyn into an empty alley.
The tyrant covered Ashin's mouth, and said in a low and serious voice: "You are here again! This is indeed a fallacy, but it is only a fallacy when measured by your human standards! And in the eyes of you humans The fallacy is the truth of the wolf! Birds can fly, fish can swim, birds will not hate fish, and fish will not despise birds. This tells you to have your way, and I have my reason! If you always keep If your own standards are imposed on others, then you better have enough capital and strength!"
Ashin's forehead was hot, and he tried his best to break free from the tyrannical claws and shouted: "Sooner or later, I will smash the black market of your gods and ghosts to pieces!" (End of this chapter)