Chapter 1601： 1601 Slave

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Chapter 1601: 1601 Slave

"It's gone?"

At least fifty boxes of original stone disappeared out of thin air. This scene, not to mention the members of Yuanxing, even those slaves who had already become walking dead, were stunned.

"Do you have a space container?"

Yang Ning looked at the little boss with a surprised look, thoughtfully: "Do you know the space container?"

This little boss was completely subconsciously asked, and at the moment looked at Yang Ning's eyes, suddenly cold sweat.

He doesn't have a specific understanding of the value of the space container, but the more he knows about it, the faster he will die. At this moment, he completely understands Yang Ning's eyes as vicious.

"It is indeed a space container." Out of the surprise of this little leader, Yang Ning glanced back, and at the same time began to take a stroll to collect the original stone into the warehouse, while slowly saying: "Like a space container, I do have Quite a lot, in your opinion, it’s very valuable. When you come to me, it’s actually not worth much. If you can, I’m willing to do some trading with Yuanxing. After all, I have a lot of things, and I also believe that Yuanxing should be able to afford the price."

Hearing Yang Ning's words, the little leader's eyes light up in vain. Does this mean that there is a possibility of dialogue between him and Yang Ning? At least, he can keep his life. As for whether he is going to do business with Yang Ning or killing others, this TM is about his hair. A royal presence is simply not something that he can deal with, even if he is not qualified!

"but…"

Yang Ning's words suddenly changed, turning around with a smile: "But you also know that this is just if, and in my life dictionary, there is no such word as if."

"Do not!"

The little leader suddenly smelled a strong life-and-death crisis, and before he could respond to his body's conditioned reflex, a gray mist covered him.

Years to kill!

The body of this little leader quickly became decayed, as if it had gone through thousands of years of alternation, and then it was dusty. When it reappeared in the world after 10,000 years, it was blown away by a ray of light wind.

"what!"

Seeing the normal leader from the previous moment, now turned into white and gray gradually drifting away, no one on the scene could bear the double impact of this vision and heart, and finally someone could not restrain it and cried out in horror.

"Tie them up and plug their mouths!" Yang Ning said to the captured slaves.

These slaves did not respond at first, and when it was determined that Yang Ning was talking to them, they all stepped back in horror, constantly waving their hands, and uttering their characteristic hometown words indistinctly.

Yang Ning sighed secretly. These captured slaves are ordinary people. They are not oppressed by the far-star members on weekdays. They are afraid to dare to stare at the far-star members, let alone resist. This is slavery.

He was about to shoot in person. Suddenly, someone asked: "Hua Xia?"

Yang Ning looked at the person who was speaking. The other party's face was dirty and appeared to be malnourished. Obviously, he had not eaten normally for a long time, and he looked thin.

This man is an oriental face, listening to accents, or a northerner, Yang Ning asked: "Yes, are you from the north?"

"Yes."

The man looked at the distant members around him nervously, and finally gritted his teeth: "What if they resist? They are superman."

"Superman?" Yang Ning suddenly showed a smile, not even looking at it with just one finger, the far-star member he pointed to immediately screamed.

"My body... the power in my body... ah!"

The far-star member kneeled on the ground on his legs and looked mad and lost his soul. Yang Ning looked at the fellow man: "Now, he is also an ordinary person, and he is quite weak."

"My name is Meng Zhe."

The compatriot immediately looked at the far-star member, his timid eyes stopped, he looked around, and then grabbed a thick wooden stick from the ground, and walked aggressively to the far-star member, originally The killer was about to hurt, but hesitated in the end.

"Can I beat him up?" Meng Zhe looked to Yang Ning.

"of course can."

Yang Ning nodded with a smile.

"Mama is so fucking, let you pretend that you don’t let Lao Tzu sleep, you are a turtle son, and I don’t want to kill you!"

Meng Zhe's head of about one meter eight or seven is still a little short in front of this far-star member, but the goods are unambiguous. When he grabs the stick, he bows left and right, hitting the far-star member who lost his strength, crying and crying.

Yang Ning noticed that the other captured slaves all showed a happy expression after seeing Meng Zhe's great power, but there were still some worries and timidity behind this happy expression. After a moment of pondering, Yang Ning Immediately shot, instantly abolished the body strength of the far-star members present, just like the gods, and reduced these far-star members to old and weak.

"In China, there is an old saying that you have revenge and revenge." Yang Ning said with a smile: "They are all sick seedlings now. You can figure it out. Do you stand up on your chest or continue to be a family dog? You Choose for yourself."

At first, nobody moved.

Suddenly, the two white men scolded Synagogue. After glancing at each other, they directly grabbed the scattered original stone and directly hit the thighs of a distant member. Then they punched and kicked again.

When someone started, someone naturally followed the trend. It can be seen that people from far stars must have tortured them in ordinary times. From the whip marks on their bodies, Yang Ning found that there were several **** backs. Yes, the wounds didn't heal, and it was obviously beaten recently.

The captured slaves vented the tortures they had suffered these days, and washed away the humiliation and suffering they had experienced. After about ten minutes, Yang Ning saw almost, and then coughed: "It's done."

Meng Zhe stopped his hand for the first time, and the far-star members beaten by him were almost out of shape. As for the others, there were those who stopped their hands, but there were still those who ignored them.

Yang Ning frowned and hummed: "Stop!"

Like the sound of Thunder, they directly calmed these slightly lost minds. They raised their heads in a daze and saw the distant Star members who were dying under their fists. Then in a flash, they were backing up in a panic. After Yang Ning's gaze, they became children who did the wrong thing, only to lower their heads.

"How did you get caught?" Yang Ning looked at Meng Zhe.

"Superior, you must be a superhuman in a fairy tale!"

Meng Zhe quickly came to a horse fart, and then respectfully said: "I went to study abroad, have not graduated, participated in an outdoor activity organized by the school, but inexplicably passed out, when I woke up, I was found I was tied to a cruise ship, and then I spent two months at sea before being sent here."

Speaking of which, unprecedented anger appeared on Meng Zhe’s face: “Here, I experienced an inhuman torture for a year and a half, they whipped us if they were fine, and if they did not do well, they were not allowed to eat. Those caught were tortured to death and thrown into the water."

Looking at the waters not far away, Meng Zhe lamented: "I met a very good friend on the cruise ship, but he failed to survive and died three months ago." After that, Meng Zhe touched it. The eyes are wet.

Yang Ning found that not only Meng Zhe, but many people also looked down and looked sad.

"Are there any people caught elsewhere?" Yang Ning's eyes were cold.