Unlike the last crisis, this time the old street that was the base of the women was not destroyed by fire again.
This street was rebuilt in two years, including bluestone floors, vegetation and greening, every house, every building, every street corner, even every flower bed, every street chair, every fountain... . .. They are all the product of the painstaking efforts of the big boss Cassandra. He spent huge sums of money to hire many art masters and architectural experts to design them, and built them using the highest-grade and most luxurious building materials comparable to those of the royal palace. Just exquisite famous paintings and antique crafts used for decoration can set up a large exhibition hall.
This Fengyue Street houses dozens of nightclubs and bars with various styles and themes, as well as casinos, arenas, and even three small opera houses and a public garden.
It can provide thousands of kinds of food, hundreds of famous wines, and the most comfortable accommodation environment. Of course, it can also satisfy guests of any age, preference and taste, allowing everyone who sets foot on this old street to experience the highest enjoyment, the craziest indulgence and the most complete relaxation. Cassandra also innovatively perfectly combines bath massage with erotic enjoyment, giving Chuanrong's "bath" a whole new meaning. It can be said that this old street can already be called a work of art. If you don't consider the cost of money, it is not an exaggeration to call this place "heavenly bliss". Even those crude people who know nothing about art can at least know the true value of this street.
After the women followed the big boss Cassandra to retreat to the haunted gold mine, this vacated romantic street was occupied by the most powerful chamber of commerce organizations, trying to recreate the glory of the old street era through their own women. Of course, it is simply unrealistic to accomplish this great feat through those girls who have lost their souls and lost themselves, but with the help of the perfect material foundation of Lao Cai and the established business models. Under full operation, it can still reach the level of mainstream metropolitan romance.
I wonder who would be willing to destroy such a lovely street that can create infinite wealth. therefore. The work of "regaining homes" in Lao Cai is also progressing extremely smoothly, although the previous inventory and some hardware equipment are somewhat damaged and consumed. But correspondingly, the massive supplies allocated here by foreign chambers of commerce and the many girls left behind were naturally accepted by the big boss. Especially these girls, their quality was actually extremely high. Training can become a new force in the old street. Contrary to the lively and humid old streets, in the eyes of many people in Luochiagang, this night is like a nightmare...
The heavily armed and fierce women smashed open the doors of every house. Whether it is a wealthy businessman or a professional guild. No one dares to resist. Even in the eyes of some people with war positions, except for the threats from the weapons in their hands, the strength of those women is not worth mentioning. But outside the door and on the street, the most terrifying thing in Haishiwan is The two nightmares, the black-handed ogres and the Amazon centaur patrols are gearing up and eager to try. Specially waiting to hunt those fools who dare to resist.
Although the women in the old street will not kill indiscriminately, let alone rape and robbery, as long as the participants of the siege are found. Regardless of their position, they will be shot on the spot. As for the harborers, they will all be taken away, regardless of gender, old or young, and imprisoned. As for their future fate, it is still unknown...
In just one night, the population of Low Tide Port dropped by nearly one-third. A large number of chambers of commerce and vacant houses were easily taken over by goblin businessmen, and dozens of professional guilds were uprooted. Many people with war vocations became prisoners of their subordinates.
At this point, Gron and his partner forces finally took complete control of this seaport town. Even Lord Bello, the nominal ruler of Etide Port, and the General Chamber of Commerce, the de facto ruler, remained silent. Silently acknowledge and accept this reality.
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In a dark room, the main leaders such as Goron Cassandra, the goblin merchant, began to make the final finishing touches, that is, to deal with the culprit of this incident.
Needless to say, there are a lot of miscellaneous fish, the most important characters among them are their old friend the slave merchant Cameron, and the leader of the "Poisonous Python Fang" Messi. As for the "Manta Ray" boss Kasimov, who is also one of the culprits, his body has been found and is on its way to a voodoo sacrifice in the Amazon Centaur, where his flesh, flesh, bones and even soul will be used to make voodoo. Materials for props. From this incident, we can draw a conclusion... No matter who you offend, don't offend women, because even the goddess of death cannot provide you with shelter from their revenge.
"You are really despicable!" When Captain Messi said this, he couldn't help but glance at the two female centaur warriors behind him. The rope used to tie him up was not very strong, at least it couldn't tie up one of them. He was a senior warrior who had broken off the third-level seal, but the two centaurs behind him were both strong-willed and not inferior to him. Anyone who wanted to resist or escape from them would be seeking death.
"Hmph! I really didn't expect that the legendary old street boss Cassandra would use such a despicable and despicable method to deceive us and lure us into killing each other. What can you do even if you win with this method? It's useless. How long will it take for an organization more powerful than ours to enter Luo Tide Harbor and beat you shameless bitches to death?"
Faced with Messi's vicious curse, Cassandra just frowned slightly and didn't react at all. The unscrupulous goblin businessman covered his mouth and snickered, but he didn't know that the object of his ridicule was this strong man. A tough guy, a humiliated Cassandra, or maybe he was just overjoyed that he had become the richest person in Tide Harbor overnight.
As for Goron, he simply said three words...
"Call me."
After Goron's words fell, two women with burly figures wearing tight leather clothes and heavy makeup walked up. Their usual task was to satisfy some customers with special heavy tastes, so they knew what kind of beatings could be exciting. , the pleasure is constant but not really hurt. Of course, they know better what kind of torture can make life worse than death, like falling into hell. What's more, they also received some guidance from the real expert in this field, the ogre chef Goron, and their professional skills are even more exquisite, so no one is more qualified than the two of them for this interesting task.
Because his mouth was blocked by the underwear he had just worn, Messi's screams did not affect Goron's conversation, but some of the things done by the two seasoned and sexy amateur "torture officers" still fell into the trap. In the eyes of the big slave merchants around him, this fat man suddenly decided to cancel his original plan to use the pirates of Haishiwan as a shield. It was only at this moment that he finally fully confirmed that the group of people in front of him, especially the one sitting in the middle, She is as beautiful as a girl, but she looks like the eldest child of the other party's supreme leader. She is basically a fearless lunatic. Delaying time or showing off in front of him is just asking for trouble.
So the smart fat man took the initiative and said before Goron could speak: "The centaur slaves I have are all imprisoned in..."
"In the underground secret room of the old fisherman's bar on the harbor dock... We already know this." Cassandra interrupted him: "In this ebb tide port, there are no secrets that can spread over our old street. Eyes and ears.”
Cameron was stunned and immediately guessed that Lao Cai must have his own intelligence system. This secret was originally his trump card to save his life, but he didn't expect that it had already been known to the other party. So what value did he have left? Seeing the mercenary captain beside him who was almost losing his humanity and whose screams were getting louder and louder, Cameron couldn't help but tremble all over. His dignity and moral integrity were left on the ground without any trace left.
Goron silently observed the face of the largest slave trader in Lutide Port. After judging that he really had no intention of beating around the bush, he said lightly: "I want to do slave business. In this regard, do you have any questions?" What advice?”
Cameron was stunned for a moment, then reacted and hurriedly answered: "Do you want to buy? Or sell? What is the main source of supply?"
Even Cassandra and Tarkin Hillman were a little surprised by Goron's words. After all, this was just Goron's own whim. However, they had no intention of objecting at all. After so much experience, they have developed complete trust. The habits of this young but mysterious little ogre.
"I want to buy and sell at the same time. I want to buy the women that the old street needs, preferably those in 'active service', but girls who have just become slaves are also fine. The younger, the better, and the more beautiful, the better." Depending on the situation, you can also ask for some special boys. I also want warriors with war vocations, and skilled technicians and craftsmen. There is no limit to the number of these types of slaves. I will take as many as I want to sell. , those guys caught tonight, civilians, businessmen, soldiers, thugs, slaves... There are all kinds of people, men, women, old and young. I don't have any requirements in terms of price, but I want to sell them as much as possible. Far away, it would be best to never return to Low Tide Port, and there may be more slaves to sell in the future, so I need my own slave trading system. If you can help, I can consider letting you go. ”
Cameron lowered his head in thought and didn't speak for a long time, as if there was something very difficult to decide. Just when Goron's patience was about to be exhausted, the fat slave trader suddenly clenched his fists and said with some excitement: "I Go for it! Mr. Gron! If you don't mind, please agree to let me follow you. Whether it's slave trading or running the arena, you can leave it to me! I promise you won't let you down! "