Chief don't slap in the face

Song Guo tiptoed to look around, and could see all kinds of cages on the side of the street, in which people of all ages and races were imprisoned.

This is a famous slave street in Handan, where you can buy high-quality and cheap slaves, even foreigners who are active in the northern snowfields are sold.

"Kunlun slave, the best Kunlun slave, only [-] knives!"

"Come and see, beautiful Persian dancers, who can dance on clay dishes."

"Foreign male warriors, eat less and do more!"

All kinds of cries are heard endlessly.

Song Guo ran around, stopping in front of each cage to watch the slaves.

"This is the Kunlun slave, so ugly!"

Song Guo smacked his lips.

"My lord, why don't you buy one, only [-] dollars?" A slave trader came over and said, "Your lord, have you been cheated? The one behind you looks like a savage in the wilderness. If you take it to a banquet, you will be laughed at." of!"

"You're a pariah!"

Friday rants and feels slighted.

"unnecessary!"

Xia Ye waved his hand, but the slave traders were not willing to let him go, and more of them surrounded him.

"My lord, are your two foreign maids selling?"

"I will offer fifty thousand knives!"

"That big-breasted girl, make a price!"

These days, there is no one who is a slave trader who is not cruel and ruthless, and the lives on his hands are estimated to be in double digits, so he doesn't care about Xia Ye's status, and he licks his face and surrounds him.

Some of them even stared at each other, thinking about the possibility of abducting Xiao Siguo!

"roll!"

Xia Ye scolded, his face already displeased.

"My lord, peace makes money!"

The guy who came up first was still saying that Xia Ye was getting impatient, especially when he smelled the faint smell of blood on his body and saw that there were still dried blood stains in his nails, he kicked him directly.

boom!

The slave trader was kicked to the ground.

Swish!

The surrounding area was quiet at first, followed by noise and ridicule.

"beat him!"

A lot of people are making a fuss, and it's only when things get serious that they can take action.

"Hehe, offended."

Slave traders are not stupid. People in this business have eyes that are so vicious that they die. When he saw Xia Ye's calm face and the arm hanging down beside the sword hilt, he knew that this was a hard man who had seen blood. stubble.

"Hmph, count you acquainted."

Friday was joking.

Xia Ye couldn't stand the environment here, and was about to call Song Guo and the others to leave, but the left eyelid jumped up, several times heavy, several times light, completely irregular.

"Another secret treasure?"

Xia Ye wandered around and saw a large group of people in front of him, so he walked over.

"Thirty thousand knives, is there any price increase?"

A fat-faced slave trader yelled.

This is an open-air auction, organized by the official staff of the State of Zhao. Those top-quality slaves will be sent here for people to choose. Because there are official guarantees, there is no need to worry about being cheated, so it is very popular.

No one bid anymore, so a fat woman happily put the rope around the neck of the strong Kunlun slave on the stage, and couldn't wait to lead it away.

"The next one is a girl from a foreign country in the north. She doesn't have a penis yet. The low price is [-] knives, and the price increase is no less than [-] knives each time!"

The sales officer said the price, and the auction began.

"Tsk, isn't she Maomei!"

Xia Ye saw that this foreign girl was tall and long-legged, fair-skinned, with a straight nose, and light-colored hair and eyes. She was a typical Slavic race. Needless to say, she must have been captured from Russia.

"Look at these breasts and ass. If you start with [-] to [-] gold coins, you will definitely make a lot of money!"

The sales officer kept introducing the advantages of slaves and inciting people to buy them.

This girl was probably in her teens, and from Xia Ye's aesthetic point of view, she was just average, but the bidding in the audience was crazy.

"Isn't it? Maomei is so popular?"

Xia Ye was surprised. If this girl was in the Xia family, no one would bid; "It seems that the people in the main city are well-informed and have unique tastes, but Maomei's shelf life is very short. After you see a Russian aunt , I don't know what expression it will be?"

In fact, Xia Ye was a little worried. This girl might not survive the expiration date.

Xia Ye hesitated whether to buy her, and asked about the situation in Siberia, but the two young men competed vigorously and kept bidding, and in the end, they both paid [-] knives.

This is no longer buying slaves, but buying face.

"You cow Boyi!"

Xia Ye gave up. Anyway, there are foreign slaves on this street.

The young man who won was missing a piece of his left earlobe, and his chin was raised, like a fighting cock that had won the opponent, with its toes high and high.

One after another, there were several slave auctions. Xia Ye originally wanted to leave, but just a few steps away, his eyelids would twitch. He had no choice but to come back.

"Do you really want to buy slaves? But I don't know which one it is!"

Xia Ye looked at it, and there were at least 30 more slaves behind the counter, couldn't they all be bought?

"Next is a wildling female slave!"

A short female savage was dragged onto the stage, but she had a pair of big breasts, bigger than Rem's.