infinite blood core

Chapter 254
The training presided over by Zong Ge lasted until the evening.

Many of the selected people were frothing with practice, and most of them did not even have the strength to eat dinner.

Others are not doing well either.

Zong Ge also trained them in his spare time.

At the end of the day, the sailors were exhausted and paralyzed.

The bird-shaped prober who perched on the side of the ship and the porthole brought the sailors' private complaints and puzzles about Zong Ge.Some people directly call Zong Ge a lunatic.

Even those pirates who had felt the pressure of death on the battlefield had their impression of Zong Ge drastically changed.

They would rather go to the battlefield to fight than to be tortured by this dull military training.

"A group of thieves, embarrassing and useful." Zong Ge snorted coldly when he learned of this information.

He can only pin more hope on those orc slaves now.

With the task, Sandao went to the tavern in the town.

The pub at night is really lively!
The flames of the stone fireplace are roaring, the candle chandeliers overhead, and candles everywhere, bring the light here.

In the brightly lit area, the bartender was busy in front of the barrels stacked against the wall.

On a small stage, a blond, freckled human dancer swayed a red and white dance dress, and stomped the floor under her feet with a musical instrument.

And in dimly lit corners, there were also people seated.Some were talking in low voices, as if plotting something.Others were drinking quietly, looking at the stairs leading to the second floor, or leaning on the corner, holding the handle of the knife in their hands.

Black Lung is having fun in the room on the second floor.As the captain, naturally there are subordinates to guard.

In the lobby on the first floor, the loudest noise was the wine table where the first mate was.He has an ugly scar on his face, and that knife almost split his face in half.

He raised his head to drink, his Adam's apple rolled several times, and suddenly threw the oak wine glass in his hand.

"I jumped so ugly, don't let me roll down!" The first officer roared.

The dancer was startled, she was almost hit by a wine glass just now.She is just an ordinary person, and she must have been smashed by such a heavy wine glass.

The music stopped in horror.

The people around looked at the chief mate.

The first mate exudes a black iron-level aura, his head is scattered, his eyes are red, and he glances around.He's already drunk.

The incompetent customers bowed their heads one after another, not daring to look at the first mate.

The bartender stood silently behind the bar, his face pale.The owner of the tavern did not show up.Some powerful drinkers snorted coldly, but did not act after all.

There are a lot of people with black lungs here.

"Hahaha!" The first mate laughed, exuding a tyrannical aura.He turned his head to look beside him and shouted, "Little ones, give this group of hillbillies some real entertainment."

The sailor beside him was already familiar with the nature of the first mate and trotted out immediately.

Soon sailors squeezed in from the back of the tavern, chains in their hands.

The iron chain rattled, and several creatures were bound at the end.

They are small in stature, with green skin, large eyes, and pointed noses and ears.

"Why is it a goblin?" The first mate frowned, dissatisfied.

The sailor hurriedly explained: "My lord, the captain told you not to torture and kill those orcs, but keep the money for tomorrow."

The first officer snorted coldly: "Then give me a good performance!"

The sailors hurriedly rushed to the small stage of the tavern, raised their whips, and beat them hard.

The goblin is chained to the stage, but not completely stuck in place.In order to avoid the whipping, they scurried around the stage and were dragged to the floor by chains from time to time, screaming.

There are barbs on the whip, and once it hits the goblin, the skin will tear open, and bright red bloodstains will be thrown on the walls and floor.

Seeing this scene, the first mate raised his head and laughed wildly, very happy.

"That's dancing. What about the music? Don't stop!" he growled.

The musicians hurriedly played music.

In the music, the goblin screamed and the first mate laughed.

Some people couldn't bear it, turning their heads or looking at their wine glasses.There were also some who were intrigued, admiring the sights on stage, and bursting into laughter from time to time.

The door of the tavern was pushed open, and San Dao walked in.

He knew that Black Lung and others were here.

Some of the investigators were of the bird type, and they fell on the clock tower or the roof of the town, and continued to monitor the town.

Almost all the upper echelons of the slave ship, headed by Captain Black Lung, were having fun here.

The pub at night is a great place to relax.

Snake and Rat Island has been under construction for a short period of time, and apart from this tavern, there is no good place to go.

San Dao was stunned for a moment, and at first glance he saw the same clan who was whipped and teased on the small stage.

He is also a goblin.

In an instant, his pupils shrank, and he subconsciously grasped the handle of the scimitar at his waist.

Many people looked at San Dao with vigilant eyes.

He used disguise to deceive the formation and disguised himself as a human race, but he couldn't disguise his height.Therefore, in the eyes of others, he is a dwarf who is analogous to a dwarf.

But the three knives are black iron!

The temperament cultivated by the perennial leader of the mercenary group, as well as the machete around his waist, are also telling others all the time - he is not easy to mess with.

San Dao's face darkened slightly, and after a quick glance around, he went straight to the chief mate.

The first officer stopped his laughter and stared at Sandao.

The people around him slowly stood up straight from the wine table.

When Sandao walked in front of him, the first mate said, "My friend, what's the matter?"

San Dao was expressionless: "Find your boss and do a business."

Just at this moment, a woman's scream came from the second floor, and the voice was shrill.

The first mate smiled: "No matter what business, don't disturb the captain's interest. I am the first mate, tell me about it."

Three Swords: "I'm very interested in your orcs."

The first mate nodded: "If you want to buy it, you can go to the market at the dock."

"Just tomorrow, we'll sell a batch of slaves."

"Oh?" Sandao asked in detail, and found that the slaves the other party wanted to sell were all defective products.

These slaves are the worst, or have injuries.The slave ship was worried that these slaves would die in the middle, so they dealt with the trafficking in advance.

These people are not what Zong Ge and Sandao want to get.

Sandao shook his head: "We want the strongest orcs."

"Those are not for sale. They can't be sold at a good price here." The first officer shook his head immediately.

Three knives: "What price?"

The chief mate quoted the price.

Santo couldn't help frowning.

"The price is too high." He stared into the first officer's eyes.

The first mate laughed: "My friend, this is the price!"

"The market has changed now."

"A large-scale war is going to break out on the Wilderness Continent."

"Recently, it has been difficult for us to capture orc slaves."

“The price is very reasonable!”

San Dao fell silent for a while.

He knew: Orc slaves have always been in short supply in the human trafficking market.

Because the physical quality of the orcs generally surpasses that of the human race, they are very good miners and agricultural workers.

The empire captured orc slaves from the wild continent, and not only sold them back to the empire, but also shipped them to other continents.

Many imperial people immigrated to other continents to open up wasteland and needed cheap labor.

Three knives try to lower the price.

The first mate shook his head, his refusal attitude was obvious.

Continue to lower prices.

As a former mercenary head, he also has certain negotiating skills and is used to planning carefully.

The result was cynicism.

"You can't afford it."

"We can sell it more expensively, why do we have to sell it to you here?"

The sailors around the first officer cast contemptuous glances, and the first officer also showed an impatient look.

At this moment, a green figure suddenly jumped up the second floor from the small stage, along the stairs.

A burst of exclamations sounded at the same time: "Oops!"

"The goblins are going to run!"

"Catch him quickly!!"

A goblin who had been whipped and tortured, somehow broke free from the chains.

At the juncture of life and death, the goblin was stimulated with all his strength, and the incident happened suddenly. Taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, they fled to the second floor in a panic.

"Damn it!" The first mate was shocked, full of vindictiveness, stepped on the stairs, jumped a few steps, and jumped to the second floor.

boom.

The next moment, there was a muffled sound.

A door on the second floor was directly kicked and smashed.

The goblin was directly kicked to death, and the broken body was mixed with the flying wooden door fragments, and they fell on the stairs and the floor of the first floor.

Captain Black Lung, wrapped in only one sheet, came out with a furious face.

"Damn it, how can you keep the door?!" Hei Lung cursed angrily.

"captain."

"Boss."

The first mate and the others stood up straight, as quiet as a chirping cicada.

Hei Lung's whole body was filled with silver aura, he glanced around, his eyes paused on San Dao's body, and then he stopped on the small stage.

The small stage was covered in blood, and the goblins bound by chains shrank in fear.

Hei Lung's face was gloomy, he looked down at the first mate, and squeezed out a voice between his teeth: "Clean up all your toys, and if someone disturbs me again, I will let you feel my anger well."

"Understood, boss!" The first officer responded quickly.

Hei Lung snorted with satisfaction, and turned slowly to go back to his room.

"Hey, stop." The voice of three swords suddenly sounded in the dead tavern.

The people around them slowly widened their eyes with disbelief.

Heifei stopped and looked sideways at Sandao, in a very bad mood: "Did you just talk?"

Saying that, he glanced at the chief mate again.

The first officer's heart was beating wildly, and he slammed into the three swords: "Bold!"

Clang.

A crisp sound of a knife being drawn.

As soon as everyone's eyes bloomed, they saw that the three swords suddenly disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the chief officer.

He held the machete, the tip of which was pressed against the mate's chin.

The first officer froze in place, he was only halfway through his pounce, and the dagger in his hand was still high in the air.

His face is especially nice.

There is a strong inconceivable, as well as fear, as well as the anger and hideousness of the last moment that cannot be eliminated in the future.

Everyone opened their mouths, the exclamation was still in their throats, and the three knives had already restrained the chief officer.

"What a fast speed!" The black lungs on the second floor shrank slightly.

The chief mate gritted his teeth, but did not dare to move rashly.

"Friend, where did you come from?" came the voice of the black lung, "you better understand the consequences."

Sandao chuckled lightly: "We came from the sea."

"Our ship is right next to yours."

"as a result of?"

"I understand very well!"

"Damn!" Hei Lung's eyes trembled imperceptibly when he heard the origin of San Dao.

"It's that group of people!" The first mate and others also sank in their hearts.

Information about the survivors crossed their minds invariably.

Two silver-ranked, a black iron mage, golden cannon, annexed the big claw pirates, and repelled the meat store... twice!
"It turned out to be a neighbor, hahaha." The silent black lung suddenly laughed, "We don't know each other even if we don't know each other."

He changed his attitude and walked down the stairs.

Seeing this, the three swords withdrew the machete, but did not sheathe it.

The first officer was no longer restrained, and immediately took a few steps back and distanced himself from Sandao, with a look of fear on his face.

"He's here to buy slaves." The first mate greeted the black-lung captain.

Black Lung raised his brows: "It can be sold."

"But the price has to be right," he added.

Able to get slaves and transport back and forth between two continents, Black Lung is also a strongman.

He didn't want to offend the survivors, but he also wanted to protect his own interests.

The three swords stared at the black lung. The other party was a genuine silver rank. He was just a black iron. In addition, the other party had a large number of people, so he was definitely not an opponent.

But his attitude was tougher before: "Now, it's not about buying and selling. He just stabbed me."

Black Lung's brows furrowed even tighter: "But you didn't get hurt a little bit, but my people..."

The first officer touched his throat and found a trace of blood. He quickly raised his hand and gestured to everyone: "Look! Look!"

Sandao snorted coldly and stared at Captain Black Lung: "And you."

As a silver level, Black Lung felt offended, and he held back his anger: "Friend, don't take an inch."

Not afraid of the three swords, he first looked at the corpse of the goblin on the ground.

The hapless goblin was lying on the floor, his entire chest was smashed to pieces, blood was dripping on the ground, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't rest.

San Dao's gaze turned to his chest again.

He reached out and wiped the blood from his chest.

Not wiped clean, hands full of blood.

Sandao looked up at Heifei again: "Look, you splattered blood on me."

Captain Black Lung said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

The corner of Sandao's eyes reflected the corpse of the same clan, and in a very heavy tone, he slowly said: "So, we have to reduce the price."

Crowd: ...

(End of this chapter)