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He is middle-aged, with a slightly fat body, standing on the blood-stained balcony at this moment, looking down at the numb expressions of the male prisoners in the small square, and the heart-piercing crying and screaming of the women, grinning He asked without looking back, "My lord, when you rejected me, did you expect to end up like this?"

"Bah! If you want to kill, kill! I will never give in to a despicable smuggler or dirty pirate like you."

Kneeling on the ground at the back, with his hands trapped in twists, the old man in black armor spat hard.

From the stubborn expression on his face and the unyielding eyes, it is easy to tell that he is the lord of this land, a professional warrior who is completely out of production.

"Hey! Old guy! Who are you calling dirty? Maybe, I should teach you how to be polite." A pirate next to him pulled out his machete and walked forward with a grin.

Without the slightest hesitation, he swung the sharp scimitar and directly chopped off the opponent's left ear.

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Scarlet blood continuously flowed down the neck, quickly soaking through the white shirt inside the armor.

"Hmph! Coward! Is this all your courage? Cut off the ear of a defenseless captive? Why don't you try to cut off my head?" The old man called Jazz not only showed no fear On the contrary, he raised his head and mocked loudly.

"Damn it! Do you think I dare not? I'll cut off your head right now!" The pirate was obviously enraged, and he swung his scimitar and slashed viciously at his neck.

But as soon as the knife was raised, Hasata stopped him and said, "Wait! Don't kill him! He is deliberately provoking you, and wants to die early to get relief."

"Damn it! I almost fell for this old guy's trick!" The pirate suddenly came to his senses, and immediately put away the machete that was about to cut his neck.

But he was obviously unwilling to let the other party go like this. He raised his boots covered in mud and blood, and put his foot on the lord's face, trying to vent the tyranny in his heart in this way.

In less than a while, the old man's face was covered with blood, and his left cheek was even more swollen, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Don't hit! If you hit him again, he will be killed! In fact, I have a way to destroy his ridiculous self-esteem and make him willing to lie on the ground like a dog and clean up the few remaining things for us. obstacles." The corners of Hasata's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

"Oh? What way!" The pirate asked, wiping a handful of blood splashed onto his face.

"It's very simple! First of all, his dignity comes from being a man and a lord at the same time. Therefore, we must first destroy his masculine pride, that is, castrate him. Second, take him to the dungeon and force He watched his daughter being raped day and night, until he was left with a little bastard of mixed blood. At that time, I want to see if he can still be as tough as he is now."

When saying these words, the smuggler made no secret of the hatred and malice in his heart.

As a saying goes, the harder you suppress, the crazier you will be when you vent, even to the point of being abnormal.

"No!!!!!! You bastard! Kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Hearing that he was about to be eunuched, and that he had to watch his own daughter being raped by a group of dirty pirates day and night, leaving behind a bastard that would tarnish the blood and glory of the family, the old man's eyes were bloodshot immediately, as if crawling from hell. The evil ghost that came out, even if someone dragged him behind, he still kept struggling forward, and his head kept hitting the ground hard, as if he wanted to kill himself alive.

"Kill me? You didn't do it 20 years ago, and it's even more impossible to do it 20 years later. On the contrary, I have a debt that needs you to repay..."

The first thousand 310 chapter nine slaves

Some people say that behind every adult, there is often a painful and bitter past hidden.

The only difference is that some people choose to spend the rest of their lives pitying themselves, stupidly thinking that this is their destiny, and then accepting it without any resistance.

But there are some people who are just the opposite, not only bearing the pain and bitterness silently, but also not forgetting to work hard, and finally change their destiny through practical actions, and even return the pain doubled to the enemy.

There is no doubt that smuggler Hasata is one of them.

He will never forget how humble, cowardly, and lowly he was 20 years ago. He didn't even dare to say a word when his biological father was hanged alive, just because his father went to steal from the lord's forest when there was no food at home. hunting.

But now, not only did he use the cruelest method to make the once high-ranking lord suffer both physically and mentally, but he also obtained the canonization of the king of the offshore sea and officially became the real owner of this land.

This kind of identity, as well as the huge change in personality, will unconsciously give people a powerful illusion.

Fortunately, the vigilance developed by years of smuggling activities made Hasata quickly regain consciousness after a brief indulgence, and sent someone to invite the leader in charge of controlling the pirates outside, a pirate captain disguised as a shapeshifter, and at the same time It is also the first batch of nobles who canonize the King of the Sea.

"Good evening, Honorable Earl. First of all, please allow me to express my gratitude for your help. It is because of you and your heroic fighting hands that I can successfully defeat the enemy and seize my own territory." The merchant said Raise the crystal goblet filled with the finest spirits.

It has to be said that he is a person who pays attention to details, and even pirates usually prefer strong alcohol to other soft alcohol, and he has clearly investigated it.

But unfortunately, this time, he obviously miscalculated.

Shapeshifters don't actually like alcohol, and would definitely abstain from it if it weren't for the perfect cover-up.

Because alcohol will synthesize a strange chemical substance in their bodies, which will lead to a decline in the self-control ability of the shapeshifters, and they will not be able to control their strong desire to "eat".

This also means that if the alcohol intake reaches a certain warning line, they will not be able to control themselves and start killing wildly.

In the records of many Darent Expeditionary Forces, similar things have appeared many times.

However, after predicting the alcohol content of the spirits in the glass from the corner of his eyes, the shapeshifter chose to pick it up and touch it with the other party, then raised his head and said boldly.

After drinking all the wine in the glass, he squeezed out a smile and responded: "You don't need to thank me. You have to understand that the reason why I am here is not you, but the order of the King of the Sea. Oh, I almost forgot Now, I shall address him now as His Majesty the King."

"Hehe, of course I am very clear about this. But no matter what, I have to express my thanks to you. This is the most basic courtesy. In addition, this is a small thing, please be sure to accept it." Hasata casually said A prepared small wooden box was opened.

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The gold nuggets piled up in the box emit a dazzling and alluring light under the light of candles.

"Oh?!" The shapeshifter licked his lips with a greedy look on purpose. "Is this for me? Just to say thank you?"

Hasata nodded without thinking: "That's right! It's just to express my gratitude. Maybe in your eyes, this is just the suppression of an insignificant rebel, but in my mind, it is A rebirth from the ashes. I finally became a nobleman from a businessman with no social status, and even got a large territory."

"Hahahaha! But there is no less population in your territory. You must know that no matter how large the land you have, it is useless if you don't have enough labor to cultivate it. It cannot produce food or other wealth." The shapeshifter laughed. reminded me.

"Hehe, you are right. This is also the second issue I want to discuss with you. I know that you will go to several other places to suppress the rebels, and I just need some healthy labor. If If possible, I hope to buy some honest ordinary villagers, and as for the price, I guarantee that you will not be disappointed." Hasata offered the price calmly.

As a smuggler from the bottom of the society, he knows better than anyone how many people are needed to cultivate such a large area of ​​land, so as to maximize its full potential.

"You want to buy slaves from me?" The shapeshifter pursed his lips with a playful expression.

You must know that in this land that has been conquered by pirates, most of the new lords are more willing to pack and sell those hateful civilians to slave traders, and then buy some cheaper and more docile slaves from other places. slaves to fill the labor gap.

Although it sounds a bit superfluous to take off your pants and fart, it can actually greatly reduce the pressure of ruling, and at the same time earn a little difference from it.

After all, the prices of slaves and slaves are not the same!

Especially the original aborigines on some islands further south, usually only need a dozen or so veterans to easily conquer and capture a tribe of hundreds of people.Because it is easy to come by, the price is extremely cheap, but the disadvantage is that they have to be re-educated to learn skills such as farming and herding. Coupled with the problem of language barriers, even though the number is sufficient, the sales have not been very good.

On the contrary, these local people who have entered the civilized society are smart, understand the same language, and have certain skills, but they are full of rebellious spirit, and they will always try to escape whenever they have the opportunity.

Since most guys who buy slaves want someone who has professional skills and has no barriers to communication, the market for the latter is obviously much larger than the former, and the price is naturally more expensive.

But for the pirates who are conquerors, using the latter obviously entails corresponding risks. Once an armed riot occurs, the already fragile ruling structure will definitely collapse instantly.

So the King of the Sea took his favorite wife's suggestion, sold the population of this area, and then bought those docile primitive slaves.

With the powerful force of the pirates, two classes were created once and for all.

One is a warrior and noble class composed of pirates and their descendants, responsible for foreign wars, plunder, and suppression of internal rebellions;

The other is these docile slave classes, whose responsibilities are to produce, transport and provide the most basic manual labor.