My name is Ren

Chapter 619 Strength is something everyone has, but whether they can take it out is a question

With a bang, a wooden rice bowl was thrown on the ground. Evel looked at Marton outside the cage with a calm gaze, and there was no trace of anger on her face.

Marton was a little flustered by her look, and moved his gaze to the side.But then, he became angry. Here he is the well-deserved master. Whether it is Evel in this cage or the poor little one in other cages, they are just his slaves and his commodities.It doesn't make sense that a product can force the eyes of an owner back, why would she dare to do so?
The one-meter-long oxtail whip lashed hard at the cage, making a metal-like impact sound, and the whole cage shook slightly.

The expression on Marton's face was a little crazy and a little ferocious. He kicked over the rice bowl next to the cage, and the wheat kernel soup mixed with some vegetable stems was overturned and flowed on the ground, exuding a trace of heat.He spat a mouthful of saliva in the puddle of food, and left without looking back.He didn't believe that he couldn't subdue this chick from a rich family. He must know that none of the products that passed through his hands could survive to the end.

One by one the cages passed by, and some people couldn't bear such torture and chose to give up, thus getting more superior treatment.Some people, like Evel, chose to continue to fight, and could only curl up in the cage for the dog, enduring the pain caused by the inability to stretch the body.

It was already the third day, and Evel looked at Marton who had left, and began to try for an unknown number of times.She has realized what kind of situation she has encountered. She has heard similar things from human traders on the ice field.After she woke up on the first day, she tried to condense the magic power in her body, but she didn't know what kind of alchemy potion Marton used, so the magic power in her body could not be well condensed.

Those magical powers that are usually very obedient are like wild horses that have gone mad, rampaging unscrupulously, almost hurting her.As the days passed slowly, those disobedient magic powers gradually subsided and became a little more obedient.

She squinted her eyes, focusing on her body, and the magic power in her whole body was like a river.There are still vortexes in some places, but it does not prevent her from using some magic that does not require much magic power.She opened her eyes suddenly, stretched out her hand to grab the iron railing with the thickness of a thumb, the magic power overflowed from her palm, exuding a faint chill.A moment later, she pulled hard, and the frozen iron railing made a crisp sound, breaking in her hands.

At this time, Marton didn't know that one of his most promising products was about to get out of the cage, and he was negotiating with two businessmen from the Federation.The Federation is located further east of the Byron Empire, consisting of many city-states and small countries, and the Federation's ruling system is completely different from that here.They don't have an emperor, and the supreme ruler is the twelve supreme councilors elected from among the many governors of the federation, and these 12 people rule the country.

Elections are held every eight years, and everyone has a chance. To Marton, this system is obviously like a joke.A country doesn't even have an orthodox emperor, and it deserves that they will always be a small country.

Marton, who lived in the imperial country, secretly despised these two barbarians. Of course, he couldn't show his inner expression on his face. He also hoped that these two wealthy businessmen would give him more orders.

Just like commoners living at the bottom always yearn for noble ladies, businessmen in the Federation also prefer women from the Byron Empire and even the Orlando Empire.Of course they know that they can't attract many imperial women in their current environment, and they can only get them through trading.Moreover, they will pay a price that is significantly higher than others for this.

While the three of them were discussing, Marton's butler hurried in, his face was extremely pale, and his face was covered with beads of sweat.

The weather was not hot at this time, and the temperature in spring was only about 23-[-] degrees. Marton frowned, stood up with a confession, and greeted him.

"What's the matter, are you in such a hurry?" When he said this, Marton already had a bad premonition in his heart.The business he is doing is not a legitimate business, and there are serious problems.It's okay if nothing happens, but if something happens, it will be a big trouble.His heart was up and down, and his heartbeat was like a fierce drumbeat. He squeezed his hands and stared at the butler.

The butler took a deep breath and held it back to slow down his breathing. "Did you catch the half-orc woman? They found it!"

Half-orc women are indeed one of the main directions of Marton's business. Firstly, because this group is inherently humble, even if they are tied up, there will be no big troubles.Secondly, half-orcs are used to submissiveness, and many half-orcs even feel that becoming a slave will be more comfortable and happier than being a pariah, and they will not cause trouble.

There are not no handsome men and beautiful women among half-orcs. Under the appearance of multi-ethnic characteristics, there are often some particularly handsome and beautiful half-orcs. Most of these half-orcs are mainly humans, with a small amount of orc characteristics remaining. The orcs are more popular and easy to sell at high prices.

Marton's tightly grasped brows immediately relaxed, "Half-orcs? Just give them a little money, isn't it all right?"

The housekeeper stomped anxiously, "I can't get rid of it. They must find their companions this time. If you can't give them an explanation, they said they will give you an explanation!"

"Ha, what a big tone!" Marton couldn't help being angry, if he met an orc or a human to make a fuss, it would be fine, how dare a half-orc not give him face?Yes, he is indeed a shady slave trader, but he is not something that half-orcs can bully him.He immediately said: "Let someone drive them away..."

There was a loud bang, which made people feel that the house was shaken. A group of orcs kicked half of the door open and broke in from the outside.Wearing nothing but leather skirts, these lean orcs have explosive and sensual muscles on their bare bodies.With sticks in their hands, they stared at Marton wildly, choking back the last half of Marton's words.

The first half-orc, Kong Wu, was powerful. The stick in his hand was as tall as a person. He tapped the ground with the tip of the stick, making a crisp knocking sound. He stared at Marton, "Are you Marton?"

Marton's reputation is nothing in the upper class. When important people talk about him, they will just smile and pass it by, for fear that talking too much will affect their own style.But for these people at the bottom of society, Marton is really not a small person.For the social environment at the bottom, the index to measure a person's ability is not how powerful he is or what kind of relationship he has, but whether he has money in his hand.

Money is the passport of the bottom society. Countless people can kill for a gold coin, so money is almost omnipotent at the bottom.

Marton is very rich, and his social level is not high, so he has a certain reputation among the half-orcs.

(End of this chapter)