Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

X City, a big city near the sea, has become a place where the Liang Group has a say because the Federation was unable to take care of itself after the war.

Death, chaos, wealth, intertwined, there is no law here, only order.

It can be called a hell for the poor and a paradise for the ambitious.

Because of the displacement of war, human life is worthless, and the black streets of X City have derived a slave trading industry. All places where slaves are sold are collectively called human race shops.

There are ten women of different ages imprisoned in the underground prison of the Black Shark Human Race Shop. Each of them sits on dirty and stinking hay with her legs hugged.

The shouting and screaming in the distance can't cover the slight sobbing in the ears. They are like mayflies falling on a spider web, and the spider silk made of whip marks on their bodies tightly entangles them, and they dare not struggle.

The iron door made a sharp sound, and a naked woman who looked to be in her twenties was thrown into the prison like garbage. She stared at the ceiling with dull eyes, and her body trembled and twitched from time to time like a zombie. The various unsightly marks on her body summarized her experience just now.

"Don't think you still have a chance to escape from here and return to normal life. The only people who can get out of here are corpses and trained people. Just do whatever you are told to do honestly. This is the fate of those who dare to resist!"

Scar brother pulled up his loose pants and glanced around from the cage: "You, come out!"

The girl who was pointed out walked out quietly.

The man lost interest after taking two glances. The girl was as thin as a stick, with only a thin skin covering her bones. A pair of dull eyes looked at the ground under the cover of hair like dead branches.

This girl looked more like a zombie than the woman on the ground. She didn't say a word when she was beaten, and she didn't say anything when she was scolded. She was trained because she was too weak and was afraid that she would die and lose money.

Scar Brother immediately lost interest, kicked the girl back, and picked a new woman: "You, come out!"

"No, let me go, I will be obedient!"

The chosen woman cried and begged for mercy, which aroused Scar Brother's interest. He walked forward with a grim smile, grabbed the woman's hair and dragged her out, and the miserable screams sounded again outside the prison.

The girl who had just been kicked down climbed back to the corner of the prison, and gently stroked the scratches that had just appeared with her fingers. The slight sting made her feel that she was still alive.

Her name was Yang Ling'er, and the world preferred to call her the gene stabilizing drug carrier, because when she was ten years old, her father who was still alive injected her with the only drug in the world that could increase the survival rate of gene warriors.

Since then, her life, which was not good to begin with, has sunk into hell, and there is no place for her in the world.

People who know her want to catch her in the laboratory because of greed, and people who don't know her will wantonly inflict suffering on her because of the evil of human nature.

She doesn't remember how long she has been sold here, and she doesn't care.

The fallen leaves in the rushing stream cannot control their own future, but no matter what kind of future it is, it will end in a shattered death.

Only by shrinking in a dark corner and hugging yourself can you get a little peace of mind.

Ring, ring, ring.

"Brother Scar, phone."

"Who the hell is that?" Brother Scar swore and pulled his pants to take the phone.

"Lan Zai? Why are you calling me?"

"Stranger? Didn't you see that I haven't left the store much in the past seven days."

"Killed more than a dozen of your men? Your brother is dead too? Fuck!"

"Borrow, borrow, borrow, I didn't say I won't lend you people. You are so domineering in our territory and it's a slap in my face. Wait, I'll bring people to help you." Brother Scar hung up the phone and spat with an unhappy look on his face.

"What a fucking waste, letting a stranger play like this, if Boss Liang knew about this, he would think everyone is useless."

"Ermao, Sanmao, you two stay and watch them, the rest of you follow me!" Scar Brother led a group of younger brothers and left in a hurry with their weapons. Sanmao approached the dozing Ermao and licked his lips and said, "Brother, Scar Brother and the others have left, how about we have some fun too? Save money at night." Ermao raised his hand and gave Sanmao a slap. "Don't let your brain get tangled up, kid. It's our money that's used to seduce prostitutes at night. If you mess with them and something happens, it's Scar Brother's money that will be lost. I've told you so many times that killing, arson, whoring and gambling in X City are nothing, but you must abide by the rules! Do you want to be sealed in cement and sunk into the river!" Thinking of Scar Brother's cruel methods of dealing with those who don't follow the rules, Sanmao shrank his neck and dared not mention it again. "Brother, do you think this outsider is so powerful and keeps looking for trouble, will he kill a few big brothers to grab the territory?"

"It doesn't matter if we fight and kill each other, but if an outsider comes to X City to commit violence, do you think the gene warriors under Boss Liang are just eating idle meals?" Ermao said with envy in his eyes.

Gene warriors have abilities beyond ordinary people, and each of them will be fought over by various forces. It can be said that as long as you become a gene warrior, you will almost be among the top people.

But Ermao is just envious but dare not dream. A gene medicine is so expensive that he can't afford it even if he sells it ten times. Even if he really gets a gene medicine, he dare not inject it.

One out of a hundred people who can survive is blessed by God. He has not made a name for himself in the past twenty years. He doesn't think he is the son of destiny.

A rare opportunity Ermao smacked his lips and leaned on the chair to sleep openly, while Sanmao still didn't let go of the throbbing in his heart, staring at the woman in the cage and thinking about whether to find a chicken or force one at night.

Just then, someone knocked on the wooden board covering the top of the dungeon.

"Who is it?"

"Takeout." A hoarse response came from above.

Takeout? Sanmao scratched his head. Could the guy who was watching the store above be so kind? Scar brother had left, and he would actually order takeout for them?

Even if they really ordered takeout, it would be handed over by the person watching the store. Why did they let the delivery guy come directly to the dungeon?

Before he could figure it out, Sanmao took action and pushed away the floor blocking the entrance.

"What's the delivery..."

Before Sanmao finished speaking, his pupils, which had just adapted to the light changes, suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole.

A blood-red axe flashing with cold light chopped down on his head!

"Fuck!"

Sanmao was so scared that he took a step back and missed his step. He rolled down the wooden ladder and avoided the axe on his head.

"What's wrong?" Ermao woke up and asked Sanmao who was still rubbing his head.

Then he stopped asking questions and drew the knife from his waist to prepare for battle.

The wooden ladder creaked under the weight, and a dirty sneaker first appeared in Ermao's sight, followed by a slender and straight body and a fire axe that kept spinning in his hand.

I don't know if it was because of the dim light in the dungeon, but Ermao felt that the red paint on the fire axe blade was unusually bright.

"Who are you!" Ermao asked sharply.

Ji Feng walked down the wooden ladder and touched the thousand-faced mask that had become a common face.

"If I'm not mistaken, I should be the foreigner you are talking about."