Chapter 37 The State and the Boss

Zhong Li's eyes suddenly contracted, and the scene in front of him made him unable to calm down.

Several guards with leather whips drove a group of people with scolding and came out of the guarded passage.

Walking at the front are dozens of barbarians, more than three meters tall, as strong as a cow. They were all barefoot and naked, with only a short straw skirt tied to their waist, barely covering their lower bodies. These strong men are covered with light or heavy scars, with arrow wounds, knives, and at most the whip marks as thick as centipede, which is shocking.

Many people's wounds are still slowly leaking blood, and even many wounds have festered, and many green-headed flies the size of tail fingers linger greedily on those wounds.

Following this group of barbarians, there are several tall elf women. Their skin is fair and their black hair falls long under their waists. They are all wearing long or short light green grass skirts, loose and have a unique charm. However, on their tired beauty, those pairs of eyes, which should have been as clear as water, are now dark and full of sadness, despair, helplessness and sadness.

What kind of eyes are that! Zhong Li felt that his breathing was about to stop suddenly, because their touching bodies were still full of whip marks!

Who is so cruel and cruel, and has made such a vicious hand in the face of such a woman?

Zhong Li's hand holding the teacup unconsciously trembled several times, and his sitting body seemed to be a little twitching. If it hadn't been for the soft coughs of khaki, Zhong Li would definitely have crushed the cup in his hand.

It's so dangerous!

After calming down, Zhong Li nodded gratefully to the khaki.

This is how the world annoys people. If you can't change anything, don't exaggerate your anger. It doesn't make any sense to do so.

Zhong Li had an impulse to buy all these slaves today, but what can he do? He began to question himself.

Even if these thousands of people are bought and let them go home, are their homes still there? Are their relatives still there? Do they have the ability to support and protect themselves?

These thousands of people are just a small drop of water in the sea of tens of millions of enslaved aliens. Zhong Li immediately understood that the impulse at this time was not desirable.

Only by accumulating enough strength can it be possible to exterminate the similar scenes in front of us one by one. To be a rescuer, you have to be a rescuer to save the vast majority of people. Only then is it really meaningful.

The cool tea eased Zhong Li's angry mentality. He tried his best to make his eyes softer, which made his facial expression look less stiff.

Keki secretly paid attention to Zhong Li and found that the new boss had quickly regained his composure from the initial anger. Despite his kind reminder, he was still very shocked. At the age of 17 of Zhong Li, what kind of * and what kind of family can cultivate such a teenager with mental and control ability!

Karqi is really looking forward to the cooperation with the boss now.

At this time, a group of dwarfs came out behind the elf clan.

These dwarfs wear strange clothes, and the tallest is probably not more than 40 centimeters tall.

These dwarfs muttered local words, and their voices were very low. When they reached people's ears, they became a buzz.

A tall guard walked over with a grin, and the whip in his hand waved a "crack" sound on the heads of the dwarves. "You damn mice, shut up your stinky mouths, or I will scatter your bones with a whip!" Shut up--

The dwarfs closed their mouths sensfully, but their faces were full of reluctance, making them not to speak, which made them more uncomfortable than killing them.

Behind the dwarfs, there are still three ragged middle-aged men, the so-called servants. Their eyes were empty, numb, and their eyes were dull, and they followed the slave army in front of them mechanically like puppets.

In addition to sighing, Zhong Centrifugal has only an indescribable pain.

As for who it hurts, why does it hurt, who can tell?

The first round of people of all colors began to circle around the high platform, and the guards with leather whips moved with them. Perhaps the only purpose of such a circle is to let all buyers see the quality of these slaves clearly. Zhong Li did not observe the look of those nobles and rich people. His eyes focused on the series of gradually forming lines, red lines at the foot of the circle crowd. He knew it was blood stains.

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Li felt that his lungs were a little stuffy. It seemed that the ruthless cultivation of life was really not done by people. At least he felt that even if he could really cultivate to the realm of crossing the disaster and soaring, if he was still indifferent to see such a scene, then what is he becoming an immortal? A fairy of nature, he would rather not become an immortal all his life, because he can't do that kind of ruthlessness and indifference.

Because he is Zhong Li, even if he becomes an immortal, he will never want to be ruthless Zhong Li.

At this time, the first round of bidding has begun. This is the first time Zhong Li has seen the real scene of human life, and also planted a deadly seed for his later life, that is, the heart demon, but he himself does not realize it at present.

"No. 3 VIP bid 500 gold coins!"

A hot beauty on the small square platform shouted crisply, and her screams, which were obviously filled with spiritual power, clearly reached everyone's ears. Then, several others also shouted one after another, and the price actually exceeded 1,000 gold coins in an instant!

"No. 21 VIP bid 700 gold coins!"

"No. 37 bid 900 gold coins!"

"No. 2 bid 1000 gold coins!"

In a series of boring bidding, Zhong Li simply closed his eyes. He did not forget the purpose of entering the auction house for the first time. Because khaki has secretly sent him the situation of the buyers he observed on the field, which made him have to pay attention to investigate in person.

Zhong Li believes that khaki's judgment that khaki's strength has at least exceeded the scope of the silver warrior, so that he can't see the depth. Since even khaki can't see through the characters, he must observe quite carefully. Zhong Li won't do aimless things, let alone khaki.

Zhong Li put his mind in an absolutely ethereal and unrestrained state, slowly releasing his consciousness, almost with a subtle caution like walking on thin ice, approaching the boxes mentioned by khaki.

The boxes mentioned by Kaki are No. 9, 33 and 51 respectively.

Zhong Li first explored Box 9. There were three old men sitting in this box, unified black robes, but Zhong Li felt a breath of death on them, which was an extremely cold and extremely cold breath, but the three people suppressed this breath extremely low. Even so, when Zhong Li's consciousness covered the three people, The three of them felt like they were being smired together and looked around warily.

Zhong Li can be sure that these three people are definitely not practicing orthodox martial arts. They must have taken the path of evil cultivation, and they are also the kind of vicious and vicious routine. Such people often do not easily appear in front of people, usually doing some hidden activities that do not see the light. Zhong Li did not dare to make a conclusion about the strength of these three people. He imagined that if he could fight against these three people at the same time, he was afraid that he could only escape from this road.

The divine exploration did not dare to go too deeply. Zhong Li only roughly analyzed the number and general realm of the three people's cultivation paths, and quickly evacuated to Room 33.

There are five women wearing black masks in this box. The reason why Zhong Li thought they were women was that these five people were very weak and old. But Zhong Li felt a kind of vitality that had never been experienced in these five old women, which was a kind of anger that could almost revive Wanmu's dead branches and sprout. Noticing that the attention of these people was completely on the dozens of elf women, Zhong Li suddenly understood something.

These five people don't seem to carry any blades, but each of them has a tree stick and a golden tree stick in their hands. Zhong Li estimated that the strength of the five old women was at least one or two points stronger than the three men in black, although they were very weak.

When No. 51 was found, Zhong Li was almost shocked.

In it sat two young men, both about 30 years old. Zhong Li did not see them wearing the so-called professional medal on their chests, but the two had strong experienced iron-blooded vicissitudes, and a murderous intention that almost made Zhong Li's right hand get out of control again.

It's a kind of indomitable killing, full of immortality, full of who to give up!

Are these two from the army?

The powerful momentum of these two people almost made Zhong Li dare not continue to look at it, because the two people actually glanced in his direction, but it was enough to make Zhong Li vigilant and stop the exploration of his consciousness.

Zhong Li opened his eyes, and it happened that the first round of bidding had risen to 2,000 gold coins! This guy surnamed Wang is really a master of speculation. In a short moment, he increased the price by 20 times.

The slaves are still spinning around like walking corpses, but a shocking red arc circle gradually formed under them, which is a blood arc...

"Xiao Qiu--" Zhong Li said to the little man beside him.

"What do you want to do? ... Is this?——”

The little guy looked at an elixir handed to him by the cloth teenager with some puzzlement.

Zhong Li whispered in his ear for a while.

The little boy was puzzled first, and finally a strange expression appeared on his face. However, he still took the Dan bottle out of the box.

Khki said to Zhong Li, " boss, do you think it's not necessary for khaki to do this?"

"Why?" Zhong Li's face darkened and looked into khaki's eyes.

"These people will be immediately pulled to work day and night in the dark mine until they lose their last strength and die in it. Why do you need to treat them with precious healing elixir because of temporary compassion? What can you get?" Khaki was not moved by Zhong Li's expression and still said what he wanted to say.

Zhong Li was speechless and bowed his head to drink tea.

Karqi didn't ask questions, but he couldn't take his eyes off the young boss.

Zhong Li, who put down the teacup, softened his face a lot and slowly said two words to khaki in a tone beyond his age.

"Re peace of mind." After a pause, he continued, "That's all."

The khaki looked solemn and suddenly stood up from his seat. He stood in front of Zhong Li and bowed deeply, with an extremely solemn expression.

"Kakki is taught. Karki has no regrets in his life to be your brother!"

Zhong Li got up and returned the salute: "Mr. Kaki, don't be polite. We are friends for the New Year. Since we are brothers, let's not say more polite words. Even if we can't change anything now, it doesn't mean that you and I can't do it in the future! But if Karki can help me with all his strength, Zhong Li is not afraid! Haha——”

"If people treat me as a national scholar, I will repay them with a national scholar. Hehe..." Khaki's words were understated, but extremely firm. Zhong Li knew in his heart that a talented and arrogant subordinate was being cultivated.