Devouring Evolution Begins with Hedgehogs

Due to the ropes around their waists, these slaves did not immediately fall into the water, but were suspended overboard, as the waves continued to hit the hull.

At the other end, the remaining slaves were holding on to the rope with all their might.However, judging from their strenuous movements, it is likely that they will not last long, and even other people will be dragged down.

A muscular guard came out more and more, cursed something casually, then drew out the scimitar from his waist, and slashed down on the rope without hesitation!

Without this life-saving rope, the few slaves outside the boat were engulfed by the raging waves in an instant, without even a splash.

The slaves on the ship still had numb expressions, but the few outside squeezed in even more frightened.

Having lost a paltry cargo, the old ship quickly regained its balance.

And the fat slave owner seemed pleased with the guard's behavior.Patting the guard's arm, the slave owner said something approvingly, and casually threw him a small bag.

Ran Gang continued to watch with a blank expression, letting the ship gradually shrink into an insignificant dot in his sight.

The San Diego River was still choppy.For this long river that devours everything, the addition of a few small pieces of meat is just another meal for the beasts at the bottom of the river.

This kind of situation can be seen almost every day here.

In fact, whether it is a busy wharf or a farm on the south bank, a lot of labor is also required.Compared with the cornfield outside Diros, the bones covered under those lush rice fields are almost the same.

So this kind of "trivial incident" where one or two people died is almost not even a gossip story here in Easton.

What's more, in the eyes of these people, what is a slave?
At least in his eyes, the seemingly sunny Easton was not too different from the man-eating Diros in his impression.

In this way, Burning Steel stood alone on the bank of the river like a statue for a whole day.Except for occasionally attracting the curious eyes of a few passing dock workers, no one else bothered him.

It wasn't until nightfall that he waited for his target.

Looking at the slightly short figure in front of him, Ran Gang calmly said, "Rust Blade, you are late."

With Easton's light behind him, Rangang clearly saw the iconic twisted smile on the face of the man in front of him.

"Jie Jie Burning Steel, the order was on the 27th. Not only was I not late, but I was half a day early."

"Why?" Rust Blade licked his lips, not concealing his killing intent at all, "It's been a long time since I saw you, and you're so anxious to let my old friend take care of you more?"

"Take care?" Burning Steel sneered, because of the light on his back and the heavy hood, Rusty Blade couldn't see Burning Steel's face clearly.

"Then I have really been 'taken care of' by you for the past ten years!"

He casually pointed to the rice field in the distance, "I think the river bank is pretty good, why don't you leave a place for you in the corn field when I meet with Diros again?"

The smile on Rusty Blade's face froze at the mention of cornfields.

"Bah!" Spitting thick phlegm at Burning Steel's feet, Rusty Blade threatened with venom: "When this task is completed, I will definitely 'entertain' you in my bunker, Just wash your neck and wait!"

Burning Steel sneered unmoved: "If you have that ability, why don't you 'entertain' me now? If you can't complete the mission, I'd rather appreciate how you are 'entertained' by the Tribunal!"

Rusty Blade is obviously very angry!However, he was powerless to refute Yan Gang's words.He could only glared at Rangang, and then left.

Indeed, if he borrowed ten more heads from him, he wouldn't dare to be "entertained" by the bloody Holy Inquisition Tribunal.

Ran Gang watched Rust Blade's leaving back and sneered.

"Tomorrow, you will be able to enjoy my personal 'reception'"

Under the hood, on the face that the rusty blade couldn't see clearly, there was already blazing anger!Watching Rusty Blade, who was no different from a dead man in his eyes, leave, Ran Gang moved his body a little, turned and walked towards Easton Pier.

Like all piers, it is an important logistics center on the San Diego River during the day, but at night, it transforms into a huge gold selling cave.

Precarious hard laborers and sailors squander their days' lives in cheap bars and brothels with the meager wages they have just received.

The captain who returned from the long journey returned to his warm home to reunite with his wife and children, and handed over a lot of money for the trip to subsidize the family.

And in those high-end and luxurious consumer places, every day there are wealthy businessmen from all over the world, or slave trade giants who dominate one side, making a fortune in the process of pushing cups and changing lamps, and ordinary people spend their lives Also hard to come by.

Even due to the prevalence of slave trade in Easton, the "special services" provided here are far more abundant than other piers.

This is Easton, a sun-drenched abyss.

This is the life of the people of Easton, wandering between the luxury and the exhaustion all day long.

As for slaves?Who cares about their lives?

In the eyes of these people, the family's pet dog had to celebrate when it gave birth; and the slave was exhausted?Just go buy another one.

Anyway, some "inferior" races with strong fertility can give birth to babies faster than pet dogs.Yield is always guaranteed.

And in such a world where the weak prey on the strong and the strong are supreme, slaves will have no future.

Ran Gang pushed away at least five or six heavy make-ups along the way, and wore a low-quality strong perfume, wishing that Liu Ying would pounce on him.

During the day, these warblers will transform themselves into the wives or daughters of some sailor or workman's family.It is not uncommon in Easton to subsidize the family in such a special way.

As for the child thieves who were slapped away with a casual slap, Rangang could hardly count them all.

After walking down the road like passing through a pass, Rangang finally arrived at his destination
Dead Fish Tavern.

Actually its name should be "Stingray" Tavern.But because the stingrays in the San Diego River have long been eaten by the rich, and the sign at the entrance of the tavern has been in disrepair for a long time.

So after a long time, people have forgotten the original name of the fish painted on the signboard, and just based on the pair of pale eyes, they call this place "Dead Fish Tavern".

But despite the name, there are still other fresh fish for sale in the tavern.

Fishing is also an important industry in Easton Wharf.

Randomly ordered a plate of fried fish and a bottle of rum, Ran Gang asked for a private room, and poured himself a drink.

However, before starting to enjoy the delicious food on the plate, Ran Gang opened the package on his back, took out some strange little things, and placed them in the corners of the room such as wall holes or ventilation pipes .

These little things can effectively prevent some unwelcome people from eavesdropping on some unwelcome things, which is considered a personal habit of burning steel.

The fried fish was delicious.However, due to the lack of spices, there is only the deliciousness of the fish itself.

In fact, in the past ten years, he has hardly encountered spices, which can only be enjoyed by wealthy families.

The door of the private room was opened again only when the fish on the plate was only the head, and the liquid level in the bottle was close to the pile of scum at the bottom of the bottle.

Under the leadership of a waiter, two men, one tall and one short, came in and sat opposite the burning steel.

The tall man casually threw a silver coin to the waiter, and the waiter immediately thanked him repeatedly, then retreated respectfully and carefully closed the door.

Glancing at the surrounding layout, the short man couldn't help but praise: "As expected of Mr. Burning Steel, who is well-known in the dark world, he is always so well-prepared."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, the old voice revealed that he was an old man.

No wonder he's a little shorter. Ran Gang thought to himself.

"But" the tall man also spoke, his voice was as deep as a bull's. "To be on the safe side, we have brought a better method."

As he spoke, the tall man took out a crystal ball and handed it to the old man.

The old man nodded and began to input magic power into the crystal ball.