LRAB Chapter 185 The So-Called Friendship
Chapter 185 The So-Called Friendship
Chapter 185 The So-Called Friendship
Scorpion Gate.
A group of rivers and lakes forces in Xinzheng, the royal capital of South Korea, are doing gambling and gourmet business on the surface, but secretly doing slave trading. As for the origin of these slaves... there are too many people who can't afford to eat these days Many, selling children has become the norm. After all, in troubled times, the most worthless thing is human life.
The sect master of the Poison Scorpion Sect, Du Xiezi, took refuge in Ji Wuye a few years ago and became the opponent's lackey, relying on the opponent's power to do whatever he wanted in Xinzheng.
Of course, this free will is limited to ordinary people.
The Poisonous Scorpion Gate is located in the west district of Xinzheng. The surrounding buildings are quite old, the roads are dirty, and there are no soldiers patrolling. It belongs to the most chaotic area in the entire capital. Especially at night, it is a paradise for criminals. Set foot here at night.
Its site is not small, occupying a block with a good view, and prisons can be seen everywhere inside, in which one slave after another is held.
Many of these slaves have been tortured to the point of inhumanity.
Arms and legs were missing, and some were even distorted, indescribably permeable.
"Snapped"
In several iron basins supported by tripods, the firewood made a few crisp sounds from time to time, and the light emitted by the flames illuminated faces that looked like evil spirits. Their eyes were heart-wrenching, because those eyes had already Lost vitality, extremely numb, as if lost soul.
At the end of the street is the lair of the Poison Scorpion Gate. The slaves held in it are carefully selected and are quite valuable.
now.
The poisonous scorpion was playing with a dagger, and his eagle-like eyes were staring at a young man with a naked upper body, sneering: "Boy, don't say I didn't remind you, people who come to my place , no one can get out alive, and those who are sensible, hurry up and recruit."
While speaking, he looked at the young man's body covered with welts, as if he was considering where to cut the knife.
The young man had obviously been tortured to the point of fainting, with his head drooping, his eyes glazed over, as if he didn't even have the strength to answer.
"Boss, this kid seems to be dying, do you want to give him some ruthlessness?"
A thin monkey beside the poisonous scorpion leaned up and suggested.
The poisonous scorpion sect is named after the word poisonous scorpion, so how can they not know the way to use poison, like the other party, just need some strong poison to stimulate him to "live". There are many such methods in the sect, There are even many poisons that can make life worse than death.
"Qijuetang's bones are hard bones, it's really hard to chew!"
The poisonous scorpion spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, yelled and cursed, then frowned, and said with some distress: "Give it some 'drunk life and dream death', I don't believe he can hold it!"
"Boss, I do things, don't worry, I will definitely let him spit out everything he knows."
The thin monkey rubbed his hands together and said flatteringly.
"It's very lively~"
Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded in the room, which instantly made the disciples of the poisonous scorpion sect in the room tense up. They drew out the long knife at their waist vigilantly, looked in the direction from which the voice came, and saw a The charming man in a black outfit and with a big back combed his hair appeared beside the fire at some point, warming his hands leisurely.
The moment the poisonous scorpion saw the other party, he raised his hand to signal the disciples in the door to put down the weapons in their hands, and a flattering smile appeared on his face: "Why is Commander Mo Crow free to come to the villain, but what orders does the general have?"
While speaking, he leaned closer, his eyes glistening.
In these years, whenever Mo Ya came in person, there was a big job, and a big job meant a big harvest.
"Can't the general come without an order?"
The ink crow squinted at the other party, and said lightly.
The poisonous scorpion laughed dryly, and said awkwardly: "How could it be? It's the villain's honor to have Commander Black Crow here. It's just that the villain's place is really a bit messy, and there is no place to entertain."
"It's a bit messy indeed."
Mo Ya looked around, smiled, then looked at the poisonous scorpion, and said, "You guessed right, the general has a task for you."
The poisonous scorpion hastily put its ear up.
"The Ninth Young Master Han Fei has been investigating the matter of Baiyue recently, what does the General mean..."
Mo Crow looked indifferently, and gently stroked his neck with his hand.
The poisonous scorpion was shocked when he saw this scene, and couldn't help asking: "Han Fei is the heir of the king after all, this..."
He was a little hesitant, worried that the matter would make too much noise and there would be no way to end it in the end.
Mo Ya said calmly: "What are you afraid of? Han Fei is not the only heir of the king. Besides, in South Korea, no one can offend the general and be safe. If you don't want this opportunity, I can give it to others. There is no shortage of night." A poisonous scorpion gate."
"The villain understands, and the villain will definitely do well!"
Hearing the words, the poisonous scorpion didn't dare to hesitate, and responded directly, because this is the price of taking refuge in Ji Wuye. On weekdays, they can rely on Ji Wuye's power to do whatever they want in Xinzheng, but when they encounter something, they also have no way to refuse, because The end of refusal is death.
Mo Ya nodded, glanced at the young man who was being tortured in the distance, turned around and disappeared at the door.
"……Oh shit."
The poisonous scorpion watched the black crow go away, and couldn't help clenching his fists. A flash of unwillingness and resentment flashed in his eyes, and he cursed in a low voice.
He knew that he had no choice, and he could only hope that afterward, Ji Wuye would not treat them as abandoned children.
But with Ji Wuye's temperament, he shouldn't treat them as abandoned children.
……
under the moonlight.
On the tall building not far from the poisonous scorpion gate, the figure of the black crow slowly descended, and stood beside a young man in white clothes. He pinched his nose with some disgust, curled his lips and said, "The smell here is still so bad. Stinks to death."
"There are too many dead people here. There are corpses and slaves everywhere. How can the smell be good?"
Bai Feng overlooked the bright station in the distance, the light there was so bright in the dark night, but what happened inside was terribly dark.
"It's no accident, I won't use it here anymore."
Mo Crow narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.
Bai Feng frowned, looked at Mo Crow puzzled, and said, "The general wants to give it up?"
Mo Crow shrugged his shoulders, with a faint smile on his lips, and said playfully: "The general didn't say that, but since the poisonous scorpion has accepted the task, he will become the bait next, I hope he can Attracts good prey."
"You hate him?"
Bai Feng stared at Mo Ya with clear eyes, quite surprised by this.
"That's not true, it's just that this matter needs a bait after all. We can't let our own people come."
Mo Crow's tone was flat, with a cold look in his eyes. He has never been a soft-hearted person, and he can be regarded as a confidant by Ji Wuye. If he doesn't have a ruthless heart, how can he hold the position of commander and command the birds.
Bai Feng hesitated for a while, then said: "I thought you had a good friendship with him."
"People like us don't have the so-called friendship."
Mo Ya looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and sighed softly.
'Is there nothing between you and me? '
Bai Feng wanted to ask, but in the end he didn't ask, because Mo Ya taught him one thing since he was a child. As a killer, you must hide your emotions well. If you can't hide your emotions well, then the killer is not far from death. , so he knew that once he asked such a question, he would definitely be laughed at.
He was silent, with a cold and handsome face.
(End of this chapter)