Fighting slave trading market.

This is the dirtiest place in the first area. The dirty part is because of the slave transactions under modern civilization, and the second is that this place is really dirty, with garbage everywhere and even the smell of corpses - some fighting slaves died and were still placed there in a flatbed cart.

All fighting slaves are made from outside, and fighting slave merchants are real slave traders. They price based on the height and weight of fighting slaves, and those who have had fighting experience are even more expensive. Simply put, this is a slave trading market, which is very dirty, but there are many people who stay here every day. There are *** and privileged people who are upward at the black iron level. They all want to buy a good fighting slave to make themselves rich and increase their value.

"Look, take a look, this is a serious soldier, a cold-blooded killer. In addition to being good at killing people, he is also good at killing people!"

"Sir, don't look at this fighting slave, he is a standard Muay Thai player. You should know how sharp the Muay Thai player is. As long as you walk into the arena, they are the most terrifying killing machine!"

“…”

The shouts were heard, and all the fighting slave vendors were selling their fighting slaves and bargaining with the privileged ones. Of course, there were also many people who wanted to buy a fighting slave, but unfortunately they couldn't buy a good one at all, because good fighting slaves always require a lot of money. In terms of money, the fighting slaves can never compete with the privileged ones, which means that they are very unlikely to turn over.

A golden boss walked into the market with a dignified manner, holding a handkerchief in his hand and covering his nose. He saw the new goods coming today at each stall.

"Hey, Hanster, aren't you enough fighting slaves? You still have to buy junk here?" A voice came, and this was another big guy from the golden class greeting him.

"Maybe the junk can also make gold, haha, aren't you here too, my old friend, hahahaha..."

“…”

The big guys of the golden class will also take their servants to the market to select suitable fighting slaves. After all, this is something that can make money and often they will do it themselves. After all, they have very experienced eyes and rich experience. If they let go of their servants, they are always not as relieved.

A beggar who was dirty and huddled in the corner of the wall narrowed his eyes. His eyes were full of bloodthirsty murderous intent. He slowly took out a sharp knife from his dirty cloak, stood up and walked towards the golden boss.

The moment he approached, he suddenly waved the knife and stabbed him hard in the chest.

"puff!"

The sharp knife pierced through the chest of the golden class boss, and the hot blood flowed out instantly.

"ah!!!--"

A miserable howling sounded from the boss's mouth, his body collapsed to the ground, and the white handkerchief in his hand floated on the dirty ground.

At the same time, several beggar-like people rushed in, rushed towards the privileged people with their knives, and carried out ruthless massacres. During the massacre, the people brought by the privileged people immediately fought back, but a strange scene appeared. Their counterattack was fragile under the attack of several beggars, and they were massacred in a short while.

All of these people brought were fighting slaves of the privileged people. They entered the arena and even had gold-level fighting slaves. And they were vulnerable under the siege of several beggars.

"Murdered! The golden class was killed!!!"

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Notify the arbitrator, notify the arbitrator!"

“…”

The fighting slave market suddenly became extremely chaotic, one after another of the privileged people were assassinated, lying in a pool of blood all over. More and more beggars joined the assassination, from one to two, from two to four, and finally hundreds.

Hundreds of thug-like beggars targeted the privileged, and there was no reason or excuse to massacre. In a short period of time, at least dozens of privileged people were killed, and at least five or six golden class bosses were there.

This is no longer atrocities, but an unusual riot and a premeditated riot!

As soon as the incident happened, the bosses in the first district received the news. The moment they received the news, they were going crazy. This was an unprecedented assassination, this was a riot that had never happened before, and someone was massacring the privileged people protected by them! No, this was not a massacre, this was a provocation, provoking the rules of the first district and even the rules of the hell city by massacring the privileged people.

The privileged person is protected by the Hell City. The privileged person is a pet in the rules of the Hell City. It is nothing to do with a privileged person being assassinated, but now at least fifty privileged persons are assassinated. This is simply a long-planned riot, and some people want to overturn the rules!

"Are these guys crazy? They dare to attack the privileged ones. Don't you know that this is our rule?"

"Fuck! Send the arbitrators immediately to calm the riot, and immediately, dispatch all the arbitrators!"

"Give them some color to see. If this kind of riot is not killed to warn a hundred, then our dignity will be completely lost!"

“…”

The fully armed arbitrators immediately rushed to the fighting slave market, and they all dispatched to deal with this riot that they had never encountered before. Rules, rules, and privileged people were protected, but now that so many privileged people were slaughtered, the city of Hell must respond as quickly as possible to suppress it.

"Wow!Wow!Wow!..."

The neat running sounded on the empty streets, and nearly two hundred arbitrators immediately set off and quickly moved along the main road of the first district to the fighting slave market. When they were running half of the street, they suddenly found that the bustling streets on weekdays had become nothing, which was quiet and a bit cunning.

This is abnormal, extremely abnormal!

On the top floor of the tallest building on the street, Xiao Yuanchao knelt on one knee, holding a rifle to lock a leader of the arbitrator two hundred meters away. His eyes were narrowed gently, and his muzzle was so stable that it could not be stable anymore.

Below him, in front of him, the houses on both sides of the street were full of mercenaries holding rifles.

Thousands of mercenaries with guns were anxious and patient, waiting for the moment when the gunshots sounded, waiting for the signal of attack. At this moment, they had surrounded the arbitrators!

"Bang!"

The crisp gunshot suddenly rang out, breaking the silence of the street.

A 7.62mm warhead shot out from Xiao Yuanchao's rifle and rotated toward the target under the action of rifle.

"puff!"

A blood flower bloomed on the head of the leader of the arbitrator. Under the powerful invasion of the warhead, the arbitrator's body shook violently and turned backwards.

"kill!!!--"

A roar like a tsunami burst out, and all the hidden mercenaries appeared, holding rifles and firing at the arbitrators on the streets.

"Da da da...Da da da..."

The bursting gunshots rang out loud, and one arbitrator after another lay down in a pool of blood. They had no power to resist at all, because all this was too sudden and too sudden.

Five minutes later, two hundred arbitrators turned into two hundred corpses, and the blood under them turned the street into a river!
Chapter completed!