Liu Feng stood on the high platform, his eyes scanned the people below, his ears listening to the discussion below, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. Today he is going to kill chickens and monkeys, and among the people below, there are many people who have crooked minds.

"Everyone, I am Liu Feng, the lord of Xiyang City, some of you know me, and some of you don't know me, but it's okay, everyone knows me today." Liu Feng opened with a brisk voice.

"Hahaha..." the crowd laughed kindly.

"Xiyang City has the current prosperity, which is inseparable from everyone's efforts." Liu Feng's voice began to be low.

"No, it's the credit of Lord City Lord that we can have a good life." An old man in the crowd waved his hand and shouted.

"Yes, it is all thanks to the kindness of the city lord that we are all fed."

"Long live Lord City! Banzai! Banzai! "

The low-level civilians all raised their hands and shouted, and some children also shouted in their immature voices, their eyes adoring.

The corners of Liu Feng's mouth raised slightly, his palm pressed down, and the scene immediately quieted down, and they all fixed their eyes on the city lord with a solemn face.

"Everyone, it will only get better and better in the future, so that everyone will no longer starve, will not sleep on the streets, and will not even be unable to read the letter from home." Liu Feng shouted loudly.

"Long live Lord City, long live, long live."

The commoners below were even more fanatical, and roared with red faces, no nobleman would promise this to the commoners like this, although the promises were simple, but the commoners liked to hear.

"Good days are not far away, but there are people who are not used to us having good days."

Liu Feng waved his sleeves, pointed at the kneeling Chi Guan and the others, and shouted with a heavy momentum, "These traffickers are just people who don't let us have a good life." "

"Human traffickers?" Tori below's eyes widened, looking at the red steward on the gallows in disbelief.

"Isn't it? Is Mr. Chi a personal trafficker? "

"It's hard to believe that such a kind person is actually a human trafficker?"

Liu Feng ignored the discussion below, and then shouted, "These traffickers, yesterday evening, they wanted to enter the house and rob people, and they specifically picked beautiful little girls to attack. "

"If your children are snatched away and branded as slaves, then they are a slave, a commodity that has been bought and sold, and they will not see you and will not be able to enjoy the life they have now."

"What is a slave? A slave is a commoner, a commoner like you, and then he is trafficked and branded with red marks on his arms with red-hot iron, and thus becomes a slave. "

Liu Feng walked around on the high platform, sharply looking at the people below, seeing many people sad and indignant, sad and afraid, and then shouted, "Your former friends, relatives or lovers have been caught, maybe the next time you are lucky enough to meet, they are a slave, a slave who has been bought and sold, they can't recognize you, they don't recognize, and even feel inferior, but not long ago, they were just like you, a self-civilian." "

"Just because of the greed of the traffickers themselves, many people's lives have been changed, and maybe the next slave will be you." Liu Feng waved his sleeves and said coldly.

"This..." Many civilians took a step back, they were frightened by Liu Feng's words, they were only living a good life now, but they didn't want to be captured as slaves.

"Scared?" Liu Feng's voice was low and full of heaviness, "There are many slaves in Xiyang City, as well as free people who have recovered from their slave status. "

When the words fell, thousands of people below couldn't help but bow their heads, their eyes flashing with tears, they were the slaves of the city lord's population, slaves who were caught by human traffickers and sold for money.

"Heads up." Liu Feng's sharp voice pierced people's hearts, his eyes scanned the people below, and he shouted, "There are slaves among you, as long as you work hard enough, you can change your destiny, and all transformation is in your own hands." "

The slaves below slowly raised their heads, and their eyes looked at Liu Feng, full of gratitude and gratitude, it was the city lord who gave them a new life.

"As long as you work hard enough, I will give you freedom, let you become free people, just as free as civilians." Liu Feng shouted in encouragement.

"Lord City Lord, I will work hard, I will work hard, I will be a free man." A pig orc below roared.

"Yes, we will work on it."

"We won't disgrace Lord City."

The slaves below shouted excitedly, they had received a promise from the city lord, and let them see hope, a hope after being freed from slavery.

Liu Feng listened to this sentence, waved his sleeves and shouted, "Free people, I will give you a new life, the slave mark on your arms, I will help you remove it, so that you can truly have freedom." "

"......" Silence, silence, followed by an excited roar.

"Lord City Lord, is what you said true? Can it really help us remove the slave brand? Many slaves shouted loudly, with longing in their eyes.

"Of course, as long as you are already freedmen, you can take your ID card and go to the tattoo shop next to the guard division to change the slave brand." Liu Feng nodded affirmatively.

"Yay! That's great...... Woo hoo... Great..." Many people who were already free people cried with joy, and this news was really a new life for them.

"Now, we will put the worst human traffickers on trial." Liu Feng's face was serious, his black eyes scanned everyone sharply, and he said coldly, "I sentence them to death, hang them, and execute them immediately." "

"Yes." The patrolmen shouted respectfully as they put hemp rope around the necks of the traffickers.

"Hang them, hang them." The civilians shouted angrily, and their emotions completely aroused Liu Feng.

The red steward let the rope be put around his neck, and his eyes looked blankly at the shouting civilians below, and he recalled his life.

He remembers coming from a small mountain village, and his parents can't remember exactly, except that when he was fourteen years old, when the family ran out of food, he was sold by his parents to a trafficker, and he fled halfway.

What impressed him the most was that he remembered the day he left the village, and the little flower next door cried to let him remember to go back, but after so many years, he couldn't go back, unexpectedly, he also became the person that Xiaohua hated back then.

If he could get another chance, he would go back and look at Xiaohua's smiling face again.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, he seemed to see a twelve-year-old flower in the crowd, and she was smiling at him...

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