: Splashing blood

All these slaves were young and middle-aged, and the oldest one was probably the magician with his legs cut, who looked like he was in his fifties and sixties.

However, for people in this world, fifty or sixty years old can actually be said to be a legitimate young man. Most ordinary people can be around 150 years old, while the age of swordsmen and magicians can be increased by another 30 to 40 years, or even fifty or sixty years.

In the eyes of these people, the little Count in front of him was just a slutty boy! But everyone never expected that this slutty boy had such courage to burn their slave contract directly.

Without this slave contract, destroying the slave mark on the forehead can actually be said to be no longer slaves. If you have the chance, ask a magician to take action and untie the seal in their bodies. That is, the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish are leaping!

At this time, Wu Huang finally saw a hint of anger in their eyes. Although their eyes were still cold, they would not be as dull as before.

Wu Huang chuckled. Those slave contracts were just a book. What deterrent power could they have? It was amazing that they could get them to the government and let them be wanted. But in Wu Huang's view, the world is so big that if the government wants them, it is still a question whether they can find them.

Wu Huang also knew that if these slaves wanted to run away, there would be no problem with doing this. To win over the hearts of these slaves and make them feel like belonging to him and the Earl's Mansion, they would have to take this risk. However, he was not afraid that they would run away. He could afford to lose 10,000 or 20,000 gold coins! But it would be absolutely worth it to exchange for their loyalty to him.

Next, what Wu Huang did shocked them and made Lu Lifu's scalp even numb, because he saw that his young master actually threw the unsealed scrolls into the brazier. As these scrolls became ashes, the power seals on these slaves also disappeared one after another.

For a moment, dazzling light burst out from their bodies one by one, and the aura of the entire courtyard was shattered by several fighting spirits and elements.

They did not speak or shout, but just silently circulated the fighting spirit in their bodies or sensed the elemental power from the outside world.

But soon, these slaves calmed down on the surface, but they all looked at the young little Count with some silence in their hearts. This young little Count gave them a feeling of being too kind and had too broad minds, and they were not like those greedy and vulgar slave owners at all!

But they didn't know what he wanted to do! Could it be that he really wanted to give them freedom? He spent more than 200,000 gold coins to buy them, wasn't he afraid that all of these gold coins would be wasted? These slaves were thinking in their hearts, waiting, waiting for his verdict!

Is it a joke or a real thing! It should be clear soon!

Seeing the slaves calm down, Wu Huang stretched out two fingers and said, "Now, you have two choices. One is to stay and work for me and work for this Earl Mansion. I will calculate the salary for you. As for buying the gold coins you spend, it will be deducted from these salaries. Of course, I will not deduct all your salaries, and will leave most of you for you as living expenses. Second, I will make a note that you owe me as much as I bought it back. Then you can find another job to earn money to pay me back, just treat it as I lend you money and give you your own redeem! I don't think you are slaves, so I don't, and I don't want to sympathize with you. You use your own hands and sweat to earn freedom for yourself. It's that simple! Now, start choosing!"

Wu Huang admitted that it was a bit bloody when he did this. However, when he saw the faces of these sword masters and magicians, and a desire for life was revealed in his eyes, Wu Huang felt that it was actually necessary to splash some bloody sometimes!

You can't say that these sword masters or magicians are simple in their minds, they can only say that they have a desire for dignity, and they want others to treat them fairly and give them corresponding dignity. If you treat them as human beings, they will naturally treat you as friends! If you treat them as dogs, then they will naturally treat you as enemies!

The reason is very simple. They are just a little anxious to get rid of this embarrassing identity. And after seeing the hope of life, they naturally no longer want to die!

Of course, maybe there are some very immoral people among these people, but Wu Huang doesn't mind. As long as half of them are willing to treat them sincerely, that's enough. As for the others, it's still time to get rid of them after seeing their essence clearly!

In the end, among the twenty-five people, three of the five magicians left, and only one junior magician and the old magician who had lost his legs stayed. Wu Huang didn't know if it was because his legs were gone and he couldn't leave, so he stayed. But at least, he didn't move, just like those twenty men.

Wu Huang was not moved by these three magicians' departure, and Wu Huang would never feel sorry for these people who had no vision. He dared not say how good his future would be, but for now, his status is not comparable to ordinary nobles.

Perhaps, they have their own reasons and difficulties, but Wu Huang would not pay attention to these things. He just needs to sign a name on the contract and behave like a person who is left behind. It is very important that he has a picture of what he says in front of them.

Seeing that these sword masters stayed, Wu Huang probably took this more conservative approach because of a whole!

He glanced at the people with a smile and nodded, "Very good! Since you choose to stay, then I don't care what reason you stayed. In the future, I hope that you will put the Earl's Mansion first and put me first. As for salary, I will not take advantage of you. How much is the salary of others? I will add half of it to you on the same basis. If you make any contribution in the future, the bonus will be calculated separately!"

Wu Huang said, calling Lu Lifu, pointing at him, and saying to everyone: "He is the butler of this Earl's Mansion. If you don't understand anything, you can find him. If he has something to dissatisfied with you, you can come to me! From now on, he will pay your salary, once every half month. In addition, I will ask him to give you half a month's salary, outfits, etc. First, I have a unified package here..." Wu Huang said while summoning thirteen sets of the same armor and long swords from the stone bead space. Because the other seven people's qi sea has been broken and they cannot store the fighting spirit, it means that the road to cultivation has been abandoned, so they don't need to fight and kill.

"As for you seven, I will arrange for you to do something else, and you don't have to be discouraged. Without fighting spirit, no one will die!" Wu Huang looked at them, paused, and continued: "There are many people in this world who do not have magic or fighting spirit, but they have never been discouraged. The Minister of Finance of the Bauhinia Empire and many civil officials are ordinary people who do not have fighting spirit or magic. They can also make a fortune. Perhaps, these people are too far away from you, but a friend of mine, who is in business, he also does not know how to fight spirit, but they are also doing a prosperous business, and they are not going to die! So, show your courage, and maybe one day, you can also make a fortune in certain fields!"

After Wu Huang finished speaking, he asked Lu Lifu to take seven of them back to another house first. In the future, they will manage the business in the side courtyard. Lu Lifu only needs to pay attention and guide him from time to time. After working with Wan Jiangqi for so long, Lu Lifu is basically clear about the process.

After arranging these people, Wu Huang asked the thirteen new guards and the young junior magician to go to the front yard to choose a room to stay. Then he came to the old magician and asked, "Old sir, I don't know what kind of magician you are? What is the name?"

"Sir, don't be so polite. I can't afford to call you that!" The old magician was actually very comfortable when he heard Wu Huang's call him "Old Mr.". This feeling of being respected is simply a paradise and hell than being caged in the slave market, ridiculed and despised by countless people. He picked up everything like picking goods, and was disliked because his legs were gone.

Wu Huang smiled, sat down next to him, and said, "The title is just a title. Those who respect you will not respect you or you because of a bad title will not respect you. I think the old man is so old, so he will not understand this simple truth!"

If Wu Huang's actions before could be considered to be a bit artificial, then the old magician looked at him a little differently. He was even more surprised that this young little Count had an extraordinary state of thought!

I don’t know that in the current world where the Internet information exploded to a crazy level, everyone would go around this kind of principle that is not painful or itchy.

Wu Huang was very successful in frightening the old magician. Of course, first of all, he did not look down on the old magician. Otherwise, with the keen nerves of the magician, how could he hide his little thoughts from others!

"Sir Earl, please forgive me for not wanting to mention the past! As for the title, can you give me a name to the old slave? I am so grateful to me!"

Seeing him like this, Wu Huang thought to himself that this old magician is also a person with a story! His legs were intercepted and he was sold as a slave. But he thought about how miserable his past was, and it was normal for him not to mention it. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Okay! From today on, you should take my surname and name it "Ministry"! Wu Ming, that is, "Wu Ming", what does the old man think?"

"I thank my master for my gift!" The old man Wu Ming nodded. It was really difficult to bend down because he had no legs. "I used to be a terrestrial magician, but unfortunately, this has become the past. Now that I have no legs, it is inconvenient to walk. The magician is just a title!"

"Ming Bo is wrong. Magician, as long as he has a mouth, hands, and mental power, he will not die! As for your legs, I will ask Butler Lu to make a wheelchair for you to ensure that you can enter and exit in the future!" Wu Huang laughed.

"Wheelchair? What is it? Is it a chair with wheels?"

"That's right! Simply put, a wheelchair is to install the wheels on the carriage onto a chair. People with inconvenient legs can sit on it. They can turn the wheels with their hands and use them to make use of them!" Wu Huang nodded and thought to himself, this may be a good business! In this world, because of the existence of war, there are still quite a lot of disabled people. But think about it, this wheelchair is too simple to copy, and it is not easy to become bigger and stronger.

Putting aside these thoughts, he continued: "In my hometown, many people with inconvenient legs live on this wheelchair. Their legs are inconvenient, but they still have hands. Even if they have inconvenient hands and have a mouth, they can do a lot of things. As long as their hearts are not dead, their dreams will not die!"

"As long as your heart is not dead, your dreams will not die!" the old man murmured to himself, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Seeing the change in the old man's eyes, Wu Huang found that he pretended to be b without realizing it! He also felt a little funny when he thought about it. In this world, these great principles that were talked about on the Internet were actually in this micro-world, which would make people dizzy and shocked!

After understanding the basic situation of this unknown magician, Wu Huang found a guard and asked him to send the old magician to rest, and then followed the junior magician to learn about the situation. Regarding Wu Huang, the young Count, who came to inquire about the situation in person, the magician was not reserved and told him directly.

This magician is named Kendi, a fire-type magician. Like the great sword masters, they all come from the same country. A small principality, the Duke of Qianlan. After the Grand Duke of Qianlan was destroyed, this principality no longer existed, and they were sold to the Bauhinia Empire as goods.

The twenty great sword masters before also came from this principality. Although Wu Huang sympathized with them for this national hatred and family hatred, he was not very interested.

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The next morning, just dawn, a garbage truck suddenly drove at the gate of the Supreme Health Products Company. After the garbage truck stopped, it deliberately dumped the truck and poured all the garbage on the street outside the gate of the Supreme Health Products Company.

At this time, Supreme Health Products Company was still sleeping and had no idea about everything outside.

When working hours were coming, people only found that this place had become a garbage dump, with the smell of smell and pedestrians running around.

"Mr. Mei, something happened!" Someone called Mei Han and told Mei Han about the garbage that appeared at the company's gate.

Mei Han frowned and thought to herself: Is this Xiao Chao's method? It's too despicable!

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Chapter completed!