Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

The visitor was a thin man with fine wrinkles on his face. "I'm the boss's special assistant, Wenhao. Your Highness, please come this way?"

Zhenqing smiled faintly and gestured to lead the way: "What kind of compensation do you want to talk about?"

Zhenqing doesn't like this place, but 30% of the money here flows into the front line, so Zhenqing still gives it enough face.

"Do you have a Deadpool or a Dead Warrior that you like?" The man bent over and looked at Zhenqing flatteringly: "We'll give it to you for free."

Wei Yang chuckled: "Boss Qin is generous?"

"Master Wei, if there is anything you like, it's the same." Wen Hao smiled eagerly.

This Young Master Wei can be said to be Zhenqing's best playmate. It has been specifically instructed by the superiors that he must not be offended.

"I'm not interested. Let us see your auction list for tonight." Wei Yang held Zhenqing's hand and asked Zhenqing.

By this time they had reached the exhibition area.

The skinny children were locked in a huge cage. This was where Deadpool stayed. Zhen Qing looked up at the stepped arena. There were many cubs thrown into the arena to fight with unconscious low-level zombies and low-level mutant species. The last one to survive could be bought.

That's where you buy death squads.

Zhenqing had only taken a quick glance. He had excellent eyesight, and he squinted at the group of people fighting. Quite a few people had already died, and at the end there were still two children fighting. The young man in black rags pounced on the skinny and yellow boy, and dealt with the boy very neatly. In the end, the winner survived.

Zhen Qing squinted his eyes and stared at the boy. When he looked up, an extremely beautiful face and eyes met his. Those were a pair of beautiful sapphire eyes. Zhen Qing took Wei Yang's hand without hesitation and pointed at the boy: "I want him."

"Ah?" Everyone present was stunned. Seeing that no one spoke, Zhen Qing emphasized again: "I want him."

Wen Hao turned his head and looked at the little boy in the Colosseum. He was very thin, but very white and extremely handsome. Although he was covered in dust and his face was half stained with blood, his pair of jewel eyes were the best of the best.

How could such a beautiful child be among the dead soldiers? How do these people do things?

Zhen Qing looked at Wen Hao coldly: "I want him, I don't want you to give him to me for free, I'll pay for it, 400 million, how about it?"

Qian and Huang were both stunned. When they looked at the child, they thought Zhenqing wanted to replace them, but when they saw the child's appearance, they instantly understood.

Wei Yang also came back to his senses: "Let's go through the formalities."

“Yes, yes, please come with me.” Wen Hao took Wei Yang and Huang to the purchasing center to handle the formalities, while Zhen Qing went straight to the boy who knelt down on the field due to exhaustion.

Just when someone was about to bid, the scene became silent when a child with silver hair and dark eyes walked over.

When Qiu Bieyi was reborn, he had just finished killing someone and was waiting for the auction. This year, he was bought by a high-level Zerg when he was five years old, and then began a five-year humiliation. When he lowered his head and was planning how to kill this disgusting bug, a bell rang, and first a pair of white, glowing jade feet appeared in his sight, and a crisp voice said, "What's your name?"

Qiu Bieyi looked up and saw a boy in gorgeous clothes walking up to him and squatting down. His gentle and tender voice made his ears itch. The boy was so beautiful that he looked like a god from heaven. His dark eyes stared at him, and there was a gilded pattern on his forehead. He looked familiar, but he still spoke subconsciously: "My name is..."

Qiu Bieyi's voice was extremely hoarse. He was only a five-year-old child, but it was difficult for him to speak. He choked on blood and said, "My name is Qiu Bieyi."