"Please follow me!"

After confirming Wu Ming's identity, the mouse Quark respectfully led the way and led Wu Ming to the south area of ​​Wu Yecheng, a place similar to a slum.

A large number of poor and helpless citizens gathered here. They have no dignity and wealth, and are even more willing to do anything to survive.

Theft, robbery, fraud... all kinds of crimes are happening here all the time.

Every day, there are a few more corpses in the stinky ditch, and everything that can be used on it is stripped away, like a pig.

The chaos in public security caused the city guards to dare to go deeper without gathering dozens of soldiers.

This group of people with nothing dares to do anything!

In this dark place, its dark rules are passed to the point where even the nobles are unwilling to touch them easily.

"This is……"

Seeing Quark stopping in front of a large building, Wu Ming looked up in surprise: "Slave Market?"

"Yes, this is the largest in the entire Wusha City! No! The largest slave market in the entire Fengying Plain! Here you can find any kind of slaves, even indescribable high-end products..."

Quark winked and said seriously.

‘Is the blood of the nobles?’

Wu Ming understood it immediately. Although it sounded quite incredible, compared to the lawless slave traders, there was nothing they dared not do.

Enslaving a nobleman with noble blood will surely satisfy the psychology of many great people.

Of course, for the sake of aristocratic face, this kind of thing should naturally be forbidden on the surface.

‘Maybe this black market, and the slave trade...there are the figure of the Blue Mountain Earl behind it!’

Wu Ming understood everything in an instant.

He followed the quark into the market, and a strong fragrance immediately came to his nose, as if he wanted to cover up the smell of smelly sweat and fishy smell.

The entire market looks like a special street, with shops on both sides full of various slaves, from the most basic adult men and women, to serfs who know how to farm, and finally, to advanced craftsmen.

There are even more special products, which are reserved programs for each store. Before the guests show certain sincerity and financial resources, they can't see them at all.

"Come on, come and see! My slaves are the strongest! In order to capture these wild people, I died eight warriors!"

An obese slave owner was whipping and hitting a loud whip flower. The dozen wild slaves in front of him were half naked, showing their strong muscles, their expressions were dull and numb, and they performed various performances showing their strength.

"The best female slaves, one by one, is strong and it's best to take them back and mate with the serf!"

On the other side, a row of more than a dozen women stood away, with almost no strands on their bodies. The same as those male slaves, they had the mark representing slaves on their bodies. They were branded with a branding iron, and were specially designed to ensure that they could not get rid of the identity of slaves even if they escaped to the ends of the world.

“It’s really…”

Wu Ming looked at the scars on a female slave's face and was speechless.

"Does the adults want to buy some female slaves because they think they are not pretty?"

The Quark next to him clearly misunderstood his meaning: "These are all the lowly savage daughters, and the female slaves who truly serve the great people are behind them. After careful cultivation, their appearance and temperament are first-class..."

"Will they also have slave marks on their faces?"

Wu Ming disagreed with this approach.

"Of course...this is proof of all slaves! But to preserve beauty, it can be branded in less obvious places, such as the back of the neck or on the shoulders..."

Quark laughed, with a very lewd smell: "There is also a kind of high-end female slave. Her skin is as smooth as silk and porcelain. They will receive preferential treatment and wear a collar with the slave logo..."

He smacked his lips, looking very regretful: "It's a pity... I have only seen a female slave of this level once, at the highest auction on the black market..."

"Where is the black market? You might have brought me to buy slaves, right?"

Wu Ming asked.

"Of course... I brought you to the reviewer!"

Quark brought Wu Ming into a very ordinary slave business and knocked on the counter with a regular voice: "I want to see your boss!"

The waiter, who was originally sleepy, shuddered when he heard the sound and suddenly woke up: "I'll take you there!"

Behind the business, Wu Ming met the reviewer that Quark said, which was an old man with one-sided gold-edged glasses.

He was wearing a crimson tuxedo and his silver hair was meticulously combed, as if an old peddler who was about to attend a banquet, looked at Wu Ming and Quark deeply, and said in a vicissitudes of life: "The night gives us black eyes!"

"For those who seek light!"

Quark replied solemnly. After the gang cut-out ceremony passed, the old man looked at Wu Ming and laughed: "Welcome, new guests, those who go to the black market for the first time, all need to be checked by our reviewers... We will strictly adhere to neutrality, but ask about the identity and purpose of the customer. As long as you show enough strength, you will be our most honorable guest!"

"Enough strength?"

Wu Ming threw a small leather bag over: "How about these?"

The leather bag contains all his savings so far, about one hundred Jin Delong looks, which is enough for ordinary farmers to live for decades.

"Hehe...barely enough!"

The old man curled his lips, as if he was a little dissatisfied, and said to Quark, who was respectful to him, "You little mouse, this time you introduced a formal guest, you will receive the reward you deserve. The next thing is not something you can participate in..."

"I see!"

Quark bowed: "Go away first, two sirs!"

He turned around and left, looking like hesitating.

"this……"

Wu Ming was a little surprised.

"Please come with me!"

The old man carried his hands on his back and smiled: "Does the guests think that all the mice in the sewer can participate in our transaction?"

"It sounds quite high-standard...I'm looking forward to it..."

Wu Mingyi is very good at art and is not afraid of the shop owner doing anything, so he follows him to the backyard.

There, a carriage with no windows and tightly covered on all sides was already waiting.

"It will send you to the venue, wish you what you want, sir!"

The old man bowed slightly, watched Wu Ming get on the carriage, and gently put it on the car door, and suddenly fell into darkness on all sides.

Squeak! Squeak!

The mount was sniffing and the axle rolling sounded, and the carriage started to move.

Wu Ming was half lying in his seat, resting his hands comfortably, but his amazing perception was that he was paying attention to his surroundings all the time.

Immediately, he found that after the carriage carried him in a big circle in Wusha City, he still came to the southern area around the bush, even very close to the slave market.

"arrive!"

The car door opened, and the sound of a coachman outside was heard.

Wu Ming walked out of the carriage and saw that it was a huge yard with high walls around it. A group of guys with fierce aura were watching him vigilantly.

"The black market is inside, please come with me!"

A waiter with a bow tie smiled and led Wu Ming into the house. He held another candlestick and opened a downward mechanism.

"Are you so cautious about every guest?"

Wu Ming followed the waiter into the passage and went downstairs, as if he was going deep into hell, and couldn't help asking.

"When we get to know each other... there is no need to be such trouble!"

The waiter smiled mysteriously and pushed open the door in front of him: "Welcome to the ant nest!"

Hurry!

A wave of heat and noise came, with a huge infectious force.

What appeared in front of Wu Ming was a huge underground cave, and many tents were set up. Various mercenaries, adventurers, assassins, thieves, as well as hidden nobles and knights gathered together enthusiastically, pointing around an item, or bid fiercely, and competing with the stall owner for each Jin Delong.

From time to time, more people appeared around, gathered into the black market, and many people went out, everything was in order and without a break.

"Precise, complex ant nest..."

With just a glance, Wu Ming was sure that there were countless passages in this cave, which was clearer.

Whoever controls this place will be the king in the darkness of the entire Howling Castle!

"As a guide, I'll remind you one last word!"

The waiter smiled and said, "Cherish every Jindelong in your pocket. Today is the day of the monthly auction. There is nothing you can't buy here!"

He bowed slightly, and the rolling stones in front of him automatically blocked the passage, tightly covering it, as if this place was originally a rock wall.

"The person who built this place must be a master of the institution and used supernatural power..."

Wu Ming was very sure of this and started wandering around casually again.

"It's indeed a black market!"

He stopped in front of a weapon stall, looked at the decorations on it, and his eyes hopped slightly.

In the center of this stall, there is a complete set of knight armor, handguards, knee pads, helmets, steel boots, inner armor, outer armor... One thing that is not lacking, and more conspicuous is the armor, a complex and sophisticated aristocratic emblem!

"Who dares to buy something like this and wait for the family to which the knight belongs to remain undying?"

Wu Ming glanced a little and saw more weapons, even military crossbows and other crossbows.

"As long as you have enough Jin Delong, I can even get a crossbow for you!"

The weapons dealer patted his chest and promised, but Wu Ming left indifferently.

"Sure enough... there are a lot more good things than outside..."

After just taking a few walks around, Wu Ming secretly sighed that this trip was indeed worth it.
Chapter completed!