49. TO DIE.

 

The senior slave slapped Bao Ye on the back of the head angrily: “Is this something you, a low-ranking slave, can ask? Wherever you are arranged to go, you will go there. Even if you are asked to eat shit, you have to lick it up on your knees. If you dare to ask about other matters, I’ll break your dog legs.”

Bao Ye rubbed the back of his head and looked back at the senior slave.

“What are you looking at?” The senior slave slapped Bao Ye on the back of his head again, and shouted to his teammates: “Zhang Tie, come here, take him in, watch him, don’t let him run away.”

“Yes, I will Keep an eye on him.” Zhang Tie pressed Bao Ye’s shoulders and pushed towards the gate: “get in.”

Deacon Zhu looked at Bao Ye sympathetically, and said to the senior slave, “then, I’ll leave first.”

The senior slave took out two apples from his pocket and threw them to Deacon Zhu.

“Thanks.” Deacon Zhu asked the driver to drive away.

When Bao Ye entered the building, everyone immediately looked in his direction.

“Is this the ugly slave?”

The senior slaves did not shy away from commenting on Bao Ye.

“he’s so ugly, if it’s not him, who else could be?”

“Boss Jin looks pretty good, how can there be such a disgusting younger brother, are they even born by the same mother? If they were born by the same mother, how can Boss Jin break off the relationship this easily.”

“Whatever it is he have offended Boss Lu, so he will suffer, even if Boss Jin comes, our boss will not let him go.”

Hearing their conversation, Bao Ye searched in ugly slave’s memory on how did he offend Boss Lu before ugly slave, but ugly slave had never met Boss Lu, let alone offended this person.
He thought about it carefully, and soon understood what was going on.

Boss Lu of Xicheng District has been eyeing Beicheng City for a long time, and has long wanted to swallow this territory, but he has not taken it of Boss Ji’s power in Beicheng District. When, Boss Ji was seriously injured and fell into a coma, Boss Lu wanted to take this advantage of the opportunity, but Bao Ye cure Boss Ji, so how can Boss Lu not be angry?

Moreover, ugly slave is the younger brother of Boss Jin in Nancheng District. Boss Jin has repeatedly offended Boss Lu and has caused troubles for him. Boss Lu is not Boss Jin’s opponent. Boss Lu could only endure. Therefore, Boss Lu, who was unable win against Boss Jin, took his anger out on the ugly slave to settle all the old and new debts together.

Someone sarcastically said: “Boss Jin’s younger brother must be very powerful, right? I really want to compete with him.”

Upon hearing this, the senior slaves surrounded him with wicked smiles.

Zhang Tie pushed them away: “Get the fuck out of here. Boss wants him to be delivered intact. After that, you can do whatever you want.”

The senior slave had no choice but to back away.

Zhang Tie pushed Bao Ye into an iron cage and locked him up, and said to the four senior male slaves next to him, “Take him into the big truck and send it to the City of Pleasure.”

“Yes. ”

Four senior male slaves pushed Bao Ye into the truck.

The back of the truck had many slaves locked in iron cages. Each slave was lifeless and looked as if they were about to go to the execution ground.

Bao Ye was carried into the back compartment of the truck by four senior male slaves, and pushed him to the middle of a pile of iron cages. Then, he closed the compartment and sat down to play cards.

Bao Ye took advantage of this, whispered to the slave who was locked in the adjacent iron cage: “Why are they sending us to the city of pleasure? ”

“To die.” “The slave in the iron prison gave him a gloomy look and didn’t say anything else.

Bao Ye: “…”

Some other slaves said in a muffled voice: “They are sending us to the arena of life and death. You can only survive by killing the opponent. ”

Bao Ye was puzzled: “Don’t slave owners only choose middle-level slaves to fight in the ring?”

Slave owners usually choose strong slaves to fight in the ring, for them to win more money for themselves, but the slaves in the iron cages, although they were not considered Very lean, but they were not strong either.

The slave sneered: “The middle-level slaves play in the ordinary arena, and the life-and-death arena is built by the slave owners for pleasure, excitement and fun. If the masters are not happy, it doesn’t matter whether you are a low-level slave or a middle-level or senior slave. You have to go up.

Bao Ye: …

“You are fucking looking for death! “The senior slaves who were playing cards suddenly got up and kicked on the back compartment: “Talking about the master’s affairs. You don’t need to go on stage, I will kill you right here. ”

Their fierce expression scared the slaves back into the corner.

“And you…” The senior slave glared at Bao Ye angrily: “Now you don’t have Boss Jin to back you up, so if you are sensible, behave, don’t play any tricks with me, I have hundreds of ways to make your life worse than death.

Another senior slave sitting at the table said: “I say, why are you admonishing them? They won’t survive after going to the arena in the afternoon. Let them enjoy their last hours. ”

“I lost the game of cards and I’m in a bad mood, can’t I take it out on them? ”

“Then do you still want to play cards? ” ”

“Hit it.” The senior slaves returned to their seats.

The low-level slaves who were talking to Bao Ye did not dare to speak again.

After more than an hour, the large truck drove into the City of Pleasure. The low-level slaves looked at the splendid city in amazement from the iron cage.

Even the senior slaves stopped playing cards and looked out of the truck. One of the senior slaves said: “Since I became a senior slave, I have sent slaves to the city of pleasure every day, but I still can’t get enough of this city. What do you say how can I live in this city, it is not affected by lightning strikes and tornadoes at all, and it is majestic and prosperous.”

Another senior slave sneered: “It is easy for you to live here…

He pointed with his chin, at the senior slaves who were crawling on the ground like dogs: “As long as you become a dog like them, you can live here. ”

“Tch, what I want is to live with dignity. ” ”

Then you should practice hard, maybe you can become a master.”

The senior slaves kept silent for fear of someone hearing their conversation: “Okay, this is the territory of the masters, don’t talk nonsense anymore.

The large truck stopped at the back door of the entertainment city building, and then the slaves in the iron cage were pushed to another warehouse.

Bao Ye leaned against the iron gate to observe the situation of the warehouse. The warehouse was very large and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The iron cages for confining slaves are placed around the warehouse, and a pile of tables and chairs were placed in the middle for intermediate slaves to rest. There were men and women in the mid-level slaves, and all of them were tall, and strong.

The senior slave in charge of guarding asked the senior slave who escorted the slaves: “I heard that Boss Jin’s younger brother is going to fight in the ring today, is it true?”

The senior slave who escorted them pointed to Bao Ye: “He is Boss Jin’s younger brother, ugly slave.”

The guard clicked his tongue, “He’s as scary as the rumors say.”

Today, Boss has invited a few important guests, and we’re waiting to see him play in the ring. You must keep an eye on him. ”

“I Know. “The senior slave in charge of the guard smiled meaningfully.

During lunch time, except for Bao Ye, a large bowl was distributed to each iron cage.

After the senior slave in charge of the guard finished distributing the porridge, he came to Bao Ye’s iron cage, scooped up a large spoonful of porridge and asked, “Want it?”

Bao Ye glanced at it, but didn’t make a sound.

“If you want to drink, kneel down on the ground and lick it.” The senior slave smiled sinisterly, and poured the porridge from the spoon into the iron cage.

Bao Ye didn’t move.

“I asked you lick it, can’t you hear?” Seeing that he was not moving, the senior slave felt that he was looking down on him, so he was furious, put his hand into the iron cage, and pressed Bao Ye’s head hard: “You fucking bastard, you thought you had Boss Jin backing you up, and you could eat whatever you wanted? You are just a slave who is dying now, and this porridge is a present. Lick it and finish it”

He pressed Bao Ye’s head down hard.

The low-level slaves silently huddled in the corner, not daring to make a sound.

Both the senior slaves and the middle slaves looked at them mockingly.

One of the senior slaves shouted to the senior slave who was pressing Bao Ye: “Old Gai, did you not eat at noon? harder.”

Lao Gai was the strongest among their senior slaves, and he can lift ten large trucks by himself, So it is impossible to not overwhelm an ordinary low-level slave.

When Lao Gai heard the ridicule from his teammates, he became angry from embarrassment, and pressed down harder: “Bastard, I said lick it, lick it you…”

Bao Ye felt very uncomfortable with his head pressed down, and his face became more and more cold. Paying attention to Lao Gai, he suddenly grabbed Lao Gai’s wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction, followed by scream. The next moment, they saw Lao Gai being pushed down outside the iron cage.

The senior slaves were stunned, couldn’t believe that a low-level slave has the ability to restrain a senior slave.

“bastard, let go.” Lao Gai yelled in pain: “someone come and pull him away.”

The senior slaves came back to their senses and ran over in a hurry: “Old Gai, are you okay?”

“My arm seems to have broken.”

The senior slaves looked at Bao Ye: “Bitch, hasn’t you to let go yet!”

Bao Ye lazily said, “So he could press me to lick the porridge again?”

Lao Gai stared at Bao Ye with red eyes and shouted, “Xiao Liang, open the cage, I will kill him.”

“This…” Xiao Liang didn’t dare to open it: “The boss said he should be alive to send him to the ring. ”

“I’ll then spare this son of bitch today. ”
Bao Ye felt it was very funny. He was holding down the person, but he can still boast

He kicked Lao Gai’s chest hard, and he flew to the center of the warehouse in an instant, and stopped at the feet of the middle-level slaves.

The middle-level slaves look Seeing Lao Gai’s distorted arm, they couldn’t help but glance at each other.

“Papa—” the whip sounded, and someone shouted: “What’s the noise? What are you arguing about? Get ready soon, the ring will open soon. ”

 

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