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Chapter 14 Slaves

The three of them walked towards the place where the carriage was parked, and suddenly a whip broke through the air.

"Bang!" The whip hit the person, and the crisp sound showed the great force.

"Go ahead, be slow, see if I won't beat you to death?"

A few ragged women were tied to a rope, and their feet were tied with iron chains and their faces were gray.

Behind them, two tall and thin men, pulling ropes with one hand and whipping whips with the other, driving them away like chasing animals.

"Papa..." The whip kept waving and hitting their bodies. The skin and flesh that could be seen in the naked eye were blooming, and blood flowed down.

Feng Yunshuang was immediately angry: "Is there still humanity?"

Feng Zhi is obviously much calmer. There is light and darkness. Some people are comfortable and enjoyable, while others are even living in hell.

Maybe he has been in power for a long time and has decisive killing and life is just a matter of just one sentence, so he is cold-hearted and Feng Zhi doesn't feel much about this scene.

The whole family of Longcheng was exiled, and many people were searched and exterminated. On the guillotine outside the west gate, the blood from yesterday had not dried yet, and today there was a new flow. After seeing too much, I became numb.

The slave trader looked at Feng Wushuang who was standing in front of him, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Is this girl going to buy a slave? Don't think they have bad looks now, but they are all from wealthy families. They have a lot of skills. You won't lose money if you buy it."

Feng Yunshuang frowned and said, "I won't buy it, but can you stop hitting them? If you continue to hit them like this, they will die."

The slave trader changed his face as soon as he heard it: "What's the matter with you if you don't buy it? Go, don't block the way."

Feng Yunshuang was pushed and staggered, so angry.

The slave trader whipped it down again, as if he was specifically for Feng Yunshuang to see it. It was heavy and fierce, and it directly knocked the last person to the ground.

Feng Yunshuang seemed to want to go up, but finally stopped. If she said it, it might be that the slave traders would beat them even harder, but Feng Yunshuang could not buy people back casually. The family was already full of staff and there was no need to add them.

Feng Zhi watched the slave trader punch and kick the people on the ground, and spoke slowly: "If these people are really from the family of wealthy people, there are only two possibilities: either offend people and are retaliated for revenge, or are sinful slaves who made mistakes and were sold. Such people are cheap, but as long as they understand, they will not buy them, so he can only bring this remote place."

Feng Zhiliangdan's eyes fell on the slave trader: "Am I right?"

Feng Zhi walked slowly over, his steps were calm and slow, but he had an inexplicable oppressive and captivating momentum, which made the slave trader take a step back unconsciously and make his position go.

Feng Zhi glanced at the person on the ground: "Where did it come from?"

Another slave trader replied: "Mizhou, she was originally a brothel woman, and was bought as a concubine. Later, she intended to frame the mistress of the house, and then she was sold."

Feng Zhi took out a handkerchief and raised her chin, and looked at it for a few seconds: "It's so dirty, but these facial features are pretty good."

"What do you know?"

The woman's dim gaze showed a hint of hope and a little nervous. She spoke, her voice hoarse: "I... can do laundry and cook, I can read and serve people."

The people next to him couldn't help but sneer when they heard this. Isn't it just a brothel who comes out of the brothel just able to serve people?

The woman was embarrassed and angry, but she said nothing, just lowered her head slowly.

Feng Zhi twisted the veil and said, "I am a girl who can serve you, but I am not that kind-hearted. If I buy you, your life will be mine. Even if I want you to die, you have to obediently stab the knife into your neck immediately. Can you do it?"

The woman raised her head again, her eyes burst into light, she forced herself to kowtow, and said with a sob: "I... Qiuluo, pay homage to the lady."

Feng Zhi stood up, looked at the slave trader, took two taels of silver from his wallet and threw it over. The man subconsciously caught it. After seeing it, hesitated a little: "Girl, this is the best among us. Is there such a small amount of money?"

Feng Zhi glanced at him lightly: "Don't be too greedy. If you can sell it, why should you bring it here? You won't bring it to the sale contract?"

The man obediently took the contract for sale, Feng Zhi checked it and confirmed that there was no problem, so he asked Xiaotang to help the person up.

"Oh, girl." The tall and thin dealer hugged Feng Zhi and said with a hilarious look: "Girl, you see, there are a few more here, and the others are better than her, and they are young and obedient. If you like someone, how about I give you a little cheaper?"

They are all slaves of sin, and even wealthy families won't want them. He has no choice but to wait and send them to the brothel. The madam in the building will be very ruthless. They will lose money, and it is better to lose less.

The girls who heard this looked at Feng Zhi with bright eyes, but Feng Zhi didn't even give them a corner of his eyes: "No need, one is enough."

The man could only look regretful.

Feng Zhi and Feng Yunshuang walked in front, and Xiaotang held the person behind. Feng Yunshuang frowned: "Did you really buy it? It's not good, it's still a restless concubine. You know that my mother hates such people the most."

Feng Zhi played with the purse on his waist, tilted his head and looked at Feng Yunshuang innocently: "But you didn't stop me when I bought it. If my mother wanted to scold me, my second sister would definitely help me with half of it, right? Besides, don't my second sister sympathize with her? Is it a bit hypocritical if I just have a kind heart but don't save people?"

Feng Yun was angry:... Why didn't I find my sister so hateful?

No matter what, people have already bought it, Feng Zhi has bought a lot of golden sore medicines. It is impossible to have the best ones. Just ordinary golden sore medicines are more powerful, and Qiu Luo has a lot of injuries. Of course, he used Feng Yunshuang's private money.
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