Wife-loving addiction: Jane's strong lock of marriage

Chapter 654 Slavery Country (9)

Thinking that she might not be able to find that slave, and that slave would continue to be enslaved in a place she couldn't see, and even bullied and beaten, she suddenly felt very blocked.

She was in a trance when she suddenly heard whistles and booing in the private room.

She raised her head blankly and looked ahead.

When she came in, there were two people competing in martial arts on the field in the middle of the private room.

Ye Qingci was taken aback. She wasn't focused on the contestant just now, but now she was attracted by the booing of the crowd. She raised her eyes and found that the two of them seemed to have reached the match point and were about to decide the winner.

That's why the people in the room were so excited.

Soon, the two men in the competition, one of the stronger men, knocked down the slightly thinner man to the ground.

The man who was knocked to the ground hugged his stomach with his hands and rolled on the ground in pain. He was obviously seriously injured and couldn't get up.

Qu Tianchen's voice like a spring breeze resounded in the room, "Brother, I accept it."

Qu Mu Xipi smiled but didn't smile, "Congratulations to the second brother. Sure enough, people are in good spirits when they celebrate happy events. When the distinguished guests come, even the casino is proud."

There was a sour air in his words, Qu Tianchen was proud of the spring breeze, and deliberately angered him, "Brother is right, I am lucky to have such a good cousin as Brother Chu, Brother Chu is a noble person, and Brother Chu is sitting next to me , I am lucky.”

When Qu Muxi was caught with a gun and a stick by Qu Tianchen, his angry face was very ugly.

But in front of so many people, he was not easy to get angry, so he vented all his anger on the defeated slave.

He waved his hand with a sullen face, and his subordinates immediately understood, walked over, dragged the slave who was curled up on the ground in pain, to one side, faced the wall, and knelt on the ground.

A tall and thick man, holding a leather whip, walked up behind the slave, swung the whip with his hand, and threw it off.

The slave was caught off guard and screamed out, which made Ye Qingci tremble.

The five big and three thick guys kicked the slave: "Shut up, you will disturb the nobleman's mood, and hit him harder."

He raised his whip and beat again, the slave was prepared this time, and swallowed all the screams.

Even so, Ye Qingci could still hear the screams that he barely suppressed in his throat.

But in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen whips were beaten down, the slave's clothes were torn, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The slave couldn't kneel down at all, and two men went over and forcefully pressed the slave to the ground.

Ye Qingci had never seen this before, her face turned pale with fright.

She has always been curious about this slavery country called Quyang Country.

She was always looking for the difference between this slavery country and the empire.

It wasn't until this moment that she truly realized how different this place is from the empire.

The slave was beaten to death, and everyone in the room didn't even look at it. They were chatting and laughing, as if it was a normal thing.

I'm afraid that even if the slave was beaten to death, in their eyes, it would be as worthless as the death of an ant.

She looked chilly and sweating profusely.

Jian Shichu felt that something was wrong with her, grabbed her hand, only to find that her palm was covered with cold sweat, and her complexion was also very bad. She frowned and said lightly, "Don't hit me."

His pitch is not high, but his very textured, magnetic and pleasant voice has penetrating power, allowing everyone in the room to hear it.

Qu Muxi frowned.

It was his people who beat people.

It was his slave who was beaten.

Even if Jian Shichu is the richest man in the empire, he is the eldest prince of Quyang Kingdom, when will it be his turn to give orders?
Jian Shi glanced at him for the first time, and twitched the corners of her lips: "My lord, my wife is soft-hearted and doesn't like blood, why don't you raise your hand and spare that slave?"

He spoke politely, but his expression and tone were haughty and dignified, how could he seem to be begging for help?
Qu Muxi felt even more unhappy, and said coldly: "A useless slut, who can't win a fight, and lives is a waste of food, how can it be worth Jian Qiye's pleading?"

The corners of Jian Shichu's lips curled up, her fingers lightly rubbed the rim of the crystal cup, and she raised her eyebrows to look at him, "What if I want to buy that slave from the Eldest Young Master? Since the Eldest Young Master thinks it's a waste of food to keep that slave, why don't we just buy that slave?" That slave sold to me can still be used as waste, what does the eldest son think?"

Jian Shichu's attitude was leisurely, but the meaning in his gaze and expression carried a coercion that could not be rejected by others.

Qu Muxi wanted not to give Jian Shichu this face, but he didn't want to tear himself apart with Jian Shichu.

What's more, he's just a slave. When Jian Shichu opened his mouth, if he didn't give it and spread the word, others would only say that he was narrow-minded and small-minded... Although he was indeed narrow-minded and small-minded, it was precisely because of his narrow-mindedness and small-mindedness that he was I don't like being judged like that by others.

After weighing the pros and cons, he laughed, trying to make himself smile cheerfully and kindly: "Look at what Qi Ye said, a slave, why not sell it? You are the second brother's cousin, so it is also mine. Cousin, let alone a slave, even if there are hundreds or thousands, as long as Master Qi opens his mouth, I'm sure I'll have nothing to say."

He winked at his subordinate, and his subordinate understood, brought the beaten slave to Jian Shichu's feet, and knelt on the ground.

Qu Muxi said: "Qiye let him recognize the master, if he recognizes the master, he will be Qiye's man."

This is the rule of Quyang Kingdom.

The slaves of Quyang Kingdom all have the family crest of their masters on their bodies.

When the master changes, the original brand on the body will be branded flat, and then the new master's family crest will be branded on it.

Jian Shichu was very familiar with the laws and rules of Quyang Kingdom, so he glanced at Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei nodded, took the family crest of Jian's family, and burned it red in the charcoal fire.

The slave's shirt was stripped off, and Jian Shichu pressed Ye Qingci's face into his arms, "Don't look."

Ye Qingci didn't know the rules of Quyang Kingdom, and didn't know what would happen next.

But since Jian Shichu didn't let her see it, it must not be a good thing.

Although she wanted to watch it very much, she was afraid that she would have nightmares at night after watching it.

Out of sight and out of mind, she simply blocked her ears, buried her face in Jian Shichu's chest, and did not dare to move.

Xiao Wei stuffed a veil into the slave's mouth, "Bite it, hold on."

The slave was already in a daze from the pain, but he still nodded, biting his handkerchief, his head drooping.

He knew that he was going to change to a new master.

He lost the match just now, and the eldest prince wanted to beat him to death.

A nobleman softened his heart and asked the eldest prince for him.

He wondered if his life would be easier after changing to a new master.

But he knew that if this noble man hadn't spoken up, he would have to be beaten to death today.

Although slaves lived miserable lives, it was better to live than to die.

Can live, no one wants to die.

(End of this chapter)