The treacherous old man's eyes flashed, this boy is not simple, he can actually take out two seventh-grade magic weapons at once.

Don't know what the background is?

He immediately smiled greedily and said: "This little brother is indeed a cheerful person. Just now you said you wanted more slaves, so you have found the right person. There is nothing else in my slave market, except that there are many slaves."

"But we have an unknown rule here. If you want to make a big deal, you need to declare your family name first."

"oh?"

Ning Tao sighed and raised his eyebrows.

But Lu Zhengyi on the side said hurriedly: "Master, don't listen to his nonsense. I have never heard of such a thing. He must be deceiving you."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the treacherous old man...

But at this time, Ning Tao waved his hand and smiled casually: "It's okay, let's do big business. Alas, I, Ning Tao, come from the Loyalty Gang in this city."

"Oh, by the way, it's now called the best school in the world!"

"sky……"

Everyone was dumbfounded. They didn't know what door it was, but the loyal man helped them like thunder.

Isn't it said that the old gang leader has died? Where did this guy come from? With the loyalty and financial resources of the Zhongyi Gang, he can produce two seventh-grade magic weapons at once...

Just when he was surprised, an old man in chains among the slaves suddenly moved when he heard the sound. He was covered in bruises and raised his head with difficulty. His fluffy hair like weeds covered his thin face.

At this glance, his whole body started to tremble.

A dozen slaves nearby were wondering, isn't this old guy a tough guy? He didn't say a word, so why did he become scared today?

Are you afraid of being sold?

"Crash... ding ding..."

In shock, the old man stood up staggeringly. His whole body was sealed by five chains, and he was missing an arm. He looked very miserable.

"Ning...Ning..."

"Pop!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was severely beaten with a whip.

Several big men with bare arms and ferocious faces grabbed whips covered with barbs to greet them. The whips hit the flesh and blood immediately flowed to the ground.

"Dog slave, who asked you to stand up? You are seeking death..."

"Bah bang bang!"

When the slaves around heard the sound of the whip, they shivered in fear and turned pale, like a mouse meeting a cat.

"Ahem... Ning..."

The one-armed old man coughed blood and reached out to Ning Tao.

But the next second, he was kicked over by a big man, and three or four people surrounded him and started beating him.

"You bastard, if you still don't obey me, I will beat you to death today..."

Ning Tao glanced at this side strangely, frowned, and said dissatisfied: "Tell them not to fight, these slaves belong to the master of this sect. If they are injured, I will ask you for compensation."

"

"Ha ha……!"

"What the little brother is saying is, did you guys hear it? Stop it quickly, pull him down, clean the floor, and don't let me ruin this good business."

"Look at how much you ruined my floor," the treacherous old man scolded him with a cold face.

"Yes, boss!"

Several big men were sweating and hurriedly flattered.

One of them picked up the one-armed old man and was about to walk towards the backyard. Drops of blood fell like worms.

"Um?"

Ning Tao frowned, feeling a sharp pain and indescribable discomfort in his heart.

What's going on?

Why was it so painful to see the old man being beaten? Was it because he was hit, or was he... feeling pity?

"Hey, little brother, I just made an estimate. If you want to buy these thousands of slaves, you will need three seventh-grade magic weapons. Look..."

The treacherous old man rubbed his hands together and shined.

"Damn it, you're obviously trying to raise your price from the ground up, you're a bit too shady..." Lu Zhengyi glared.

"Little guy, why are you talking to the elderly? There are no rules. Do you have the right to speak..."

The two people immediately stared and yelled.

But at this time, Ning Tao felt restless and empty inside, as if he wanted to lose something?

Damn it, what the hell is going on...

The one-armed old man was coughing up blood. The severe pain all over his body made it difficult for him to moan. His throat seemed to be blocked, and he could not make any sound when he opened his mouth. His consciousness became groggy, and his body gradually became cold.

He was working hard, and he couldn't just fall down like this. He still had a mission, and he couldn't... absolutely couldn't.

"Alliance...alliance leader!"

The sound was not loud, but everyone heard it.

The treacherous old man ignored the verbal dispute with Lu Zhengyi, as if he was sitting on the floor and negotiating with a higher price.

But when Ning Tao heard the sound, his whole body froze, as quiet as a chilling cicada, and his whole body seemed to be struck by five thunders. How could this... this voice be possible? Could it be...

When he turned his head, he saw this scene.

The big man with the whip looked angry, and pushed his elbow and knee into the abdomen of the one-armed old man, which seemed to have broken several ribs. The old man was unable to say a word.

"Ahem..."

"Damn, you are really stubborn. If I don't chop you off today, I will take your surname..."

He swung his whip, but was caught firmly by someone.

Several people turned their heads angrily, but were stunned for the next second. It turned out to be... the big buyer.

Everyone became confused,

Ning Tao silently placed the one-armed old man on the ground, stretched out a hand, pushed aside the weed-like hair, and finally... saw the old man's face clearly.

"thump……"

At this glance, Ning Tao knelt down on one knee.

His eyes were trembling, his jaw was wide open in disbelief, and his expression was like a precursor to madness.

"How...how could it be...it's you."

"Zhou Heng, Mr. Zhou!"

A person who should not appear in the fairy world neither belongs here nor will he be here.

But it happened to be him,

Zhou Heng, the previous leader of the Hongmeng Alliance on Earth, and Ning Tao’s respectable senior, are like teachers.

The one-armed old man struggled to squeeze out a smile of relief, but his body was covered in bruises and he didn't know how long he had been tortured here. His whole body was so dilapidated that he almost collapsed.

I didn't even have the strength to say a word.

Ning Tao's eyes were bloodshot and he took out a handful of mild elixirs for him to swallow. His scalp was still numb and frightening.

What happened?

"Hey, little brother, you really have a sharp eye for pearls. This slave is extraordinary. His bones are very hard. What's the price? There are seven seventh-grade magic weapons. There is absolutely no bargaining."

The treacherous old man narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Seven handles, you are robbing them with rockets," Lu Zhengyi glared. A one-armed Void Refining slave actually wants a seven-hand, seventh-grade magic weapon. How expensive is it?

But who would have expected that Ning Tao actually said with red eyes: "Okay, just seven. This is 60 million spiritual stones, and there are five seventh-grade magic weapons, which is enough."

Everyone was dumbfounded and went crazy. They spent so much money to buy this slave, and they lost their blood.

When the treacherous old man heard this, he was overjoyed. He guessed correctly that this slave was related to Ning Tao. He immediately took the space ring and found that it really existed.

Huge wealth, obtained...

But Ning Tao slowly stood up and said with an angry look and cold eyes: "Now that this is over, let's settle another debt and torture the master of our sect. This revenge can only be repaid with blood and your lives."

"Leave this garbage dump for me, kill!"

"Boom boom...!"

Ning Tao was so angry that he took out the Bailuo with murderous intent. Even in the Zhongyi Gang, he was not so serious.

"If you want to die, come here and kill him!"

As soon as the treacherous old man finished speaking, the three powerful Fusion Dao men rushed out, but a terrifying giant hand shot out, like a giant claw of a dinosaur that killed three ants.

Once the golden flames were released, the entire slave market was ablaze.

"Ahhh...!"

After a while, only a treacherous old man was left.

Ning Tao had a cold face and kicked him into the flames. He personally put Mr. Zhou on his back, returned more rings and treasures, and drove the slaves back to the door.
Chapter completed!