Urban Madness

Immediately afterwards, another old man with a particularly gloomy appearance came to the front of the male slaves.

He said very gloomily: "From today, you people are slaves here. You can do whatever you want to do, if you let you live, you will live, and if you die, you will die. Everyone should thank us. At least you still stutter here, it's better than you starve to death outside!"

"In a moment I will divide you into several groups, and someone will tell you what to do. If you dare to resist, you will be immediately put in those cages, knowing that you are starved to death and become a pile. Withered bones, we really enjoy this. Now as long as we don't see how many people die every day, we feel uncomfortable all over!"

His words made those individuals laugh wildly, and in their laughter, these men and women were trembling with fright.

Fear of death would make them here. If it weren't for fear of death, they might not be here, because they were hungry or afraid of being killed by these people, so they could only accept it.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes coldly. He remembered the black-toothed woman and the gloomy old man.

These two people must die, but not now, let them go to the trouble first.

At this time, the man and the woman separated into two different directions and were taken where they should go.

The male should go to work, and the female should be taken into the most prosperous room in the castle.

Ye Fan has been shuttled back and forth on these roofs, and in his light work, he didn't make any sound at all.

So he has been following until now, and no one has been able to find out, even he has jumped on the beams of this palace, and no one can see him.

Because this room is so tall, no one will look up at this time, and the rules here will not allow them to do so.

Even the black-toothed woman had to kneel on the ground with her head down, and those female slaves had to do so.

At this moment, a gorgeously dressed middle-aged man, surrounded by a group of men and women, came to this palace.

This person must be the head of the Celestial Gang.

This guy’s expression was very majestic, as if he was a real god. When he appeared, the black-toothed woman and other subordinates first shouted loudly: "Congratulations on the arrival of the god!"

The head master really regarded himself as a god, raised his hands and said loudly: "I am your god, the ruler of this world, your life is mine, I let you be born, I will let you You die, you die!"

When he saw this, Ye Fan felt very helpless.

I thought that the head of the Celestial Gang was a relatively powerful character, at least it had to be a little bit repaired.

But looking at it now, he is just an ordinary person, with no cultivation base at all.

Ye Fan even wondered if he had read it wrong, but he gently released a wave of power, wanting to test whether the headmaster was pretending.

As a result, the power entangled the master, but he didn't notice any of the female slaves that he still admired there.

Knowing that at this moment, Ye Fan finally understood that this so-called head is a waste at all, but what does he rely on to be the head?

After thinking about it carefully, Ye Fan realized that, in fact, everyone here should be the head. Everyone has their own interests. They unite these interests together, and then they form a real Gang.

On the savage continent, only in this way can there be hope of survival.

So these people try to make themselves like a sect here, and then they have to have a head. The head doesn't need to be too powerful, but he must be obedient, and people must believe that he is the real head.

Only in this way can they continue to maintain their current state and make others fear them and treat them as true gods.

This will bring them great benefits, great benefits, just like those people in the tribe, they will bring offerings to themselves every year, these offerings include food, and even women.

The more so, the Celestial Gang will be spread, and the more powerful, so within a hundred miles, this gang has now been completely accepted and recognized by the civilians, thinking that they are a group of gods from the sky.

In fact, these people are just bluffing here, but one thing they have done is that they all understand that only when they are tightly tied together can they strengthen their strength and enable them to help the gods. The name is accepted by more people.

And there are a few key figures among them, such as the big guy on the horse team. He has some cultivation skills, but those with cultivation skills can't be the masters here.

Because of this, we may not be controlled by others. Modifying the rules of the game here is something that no one else can accept.

In order for the Celestial Rod to continue to exist, the strength here must maintain a balance. The head of the son is just a representation of existence. He only needs to maintain a balance between left and right here, then the Celestial Gang will be successful. .

So when the analysis came to this point, Ye Fan felt particularly ridiculous.

I thought it was a great school, but it turned out to be a mob.

If this is the case, is it necessary to exist here?

At this moment, the head of the idiot was still angry and said, "These girls today can only be regarded as average. I don't like them. Why hasn't the tribute from the tribe delivered yet? How can the envoy I sent pay back? Didn't you come back?"

The black-toothed woman smiled blackly: "My envoy, the envoy we sent has not returned yet. Maybe someone in the tribe is entertaining him. This guy doesn't want to come back, but soon he will give that girl You bring it, you first choose a few of these girls to be your slaves, these girls are all new!"

The headmaster nodded, and said in a majestic manner: "If this is the case, let these girls go to my room and wait, and then tell the other slaves to give me something to eat. I'm hungry now, I want to All these women can be satisfied with a full stomach!"

The woman said, "I will ask someone to prepare something for you right now, and today you have to satisfy all of us!"