Chapter 139 136: Girls

  The slave owner was a middle-aged man in his forties with a bald head and a leather whip in his hand. He was wearing a wrap-around robe with a simple structure and only tied a rope around his waist.

  This style of clothing is actually the style of the Sinora dynasty that has perished hundreds of years ago, but it seems very suitable for wearing at this time, because the Sinora dynasty is a standard era of slavery.

  After seeing Heath coming, the bald slave owner came over: "Would you like to see a slave?"

  Heath nodded: "Just take a look."

  Bald head opened the cage and introduced it along with him: "There are good Hiran slave girls here, all new arrivals, we have carefully selected them in advance, and what we have left is the first-class goods."

  He grabbed a girl casually, pinched her chin with his hand to force her to open her mouth, and lifted her clothes to reveal her body.

The bald head introduced to Heath: "Look at this, we found her in the refugee den. Except for those refugees, I assure you that no one has touched her yet. This is because her teeth are neat and tidy, and here"

  The girl allowed the slave owner to do some weird displays on her body, she did not resist, and was even obedient.

  At the end, the bald head pointed to a corner of the cage.

  There, a space about one meter square is surrounded by gray cloth, which looks like the kind of simple fitting room in the Blue Star mobile clothing booth. Of course, the function here is similar.

  The bald man said: "If you like it, you can go over and try it. It doesn't matter if you buy it or not."

  At the same time, the girl also knelt down in front of Heath, like a kitten begging her owner for food, pleading: "Master, let Lucy serve you, Lucy will be very obedient."

  Heath was silent for a while, a little at a loss: "I'll take a look first."

  Seeing that Heath did not choose the girl, the other slave girls in the cage quickly gathered around to promote themselves.

   "My lord, look at me, look at me, I won't let you down."

   "Buy me, I'm still very tender."

   "I'm very supportive, my lord, I will be very obedient."

  They didn't seem to be normal people. They didn't walk over with their legs, but came over on their knees like cats.

   And there is no shame of ordinary girls, and she does not shy away from showing herself.

  Position the carcass wrapped around Histh’s thighs, and even in short, put all kinds of postures that appeal to people's desires.

  Their eyes have completely lost the luster of human nature, just like domesticated domestic cats, only relying on their instinctive desire to survive.

  Heath passed through the girls, all the way to the corner of the cage.

Here, a young girl is sitting leaning against a cage. She has bare feet and is wrapped in a tattered cloak. She looks dirty, but she still can’t hide her beautiful appearance. She has golden hair in the night. Swaying gently in the wind.

  She didn't gather around to please Heath like other girls, but always sat here, and even curled up and stood guard when Heath walked over.

  The naked skin is covered with welts, just like an undomesticated wild cat in a domestic cat group.

   Seeing Heath approaching the girl, the slave owner hurried up.

He stared at the girl vigilantly, and warned: "Batch, if you dare to bite my guest again, I will interrupt your hands and feet and throw you into the pile of refugees, and let them grill you after they finish you. Eat it."

   After a pause, he tried hard to sell to Heath and said, "This woman still needs to be tamed."

  “Of course, it’s worth spending some time. You have seen her look. There are not many women like this, and her words and deeds are very elegant. I doubt whether she is a well-educated nobleman.”

   "There are only three or five virgins in my cage. She is one of them. How about? It's worth buying back and raising them."

  Heath took a step forward and bent down.

  The girl was like a cat with exploded hair, her whole body suddenly tense, and her teeth showed a fierce expression.

   Bald head frowned, and raised the whip vigilantly.

  At this moment, Heath smiled what he thought was a gentle smile: "Long time no see, Miss Beautiful."

  The girl was taken aback, her eyes a little blank.

  Heath lifted his hood, revealing his signature black hair.

  He pointed to his head and said: "You are the most beautiful **** the field that day."

  This girl is no one else. It is the beautiful girl he had seen in the competition before. At that time, he even put the won wreath on the other's head.

  The girl's eyes widened.

Her eyes flushed, and she quickly lowered her head, her whole body curled up, she kept covering her face, choked up and said: "No, you admit the wrong person. No. No. I don't know you. You admit the wrong person. ."

  He is completely ashamed and embarrassed.

   is probably the last face of the nobleman.

  Although most nobles are two-faced, one is elegant and generous, and the other is slutty, but it has to be said that most nobles are a bit more shameful than ordinary girls.

  Of course, it’s rare for people who care about dignity to fall into this category.

  Heath retracted his gaze and asked straightforwardly: "How much is it?"

As soon as the bald slave owner heard the drama, his smile became more enthusiastic: "This guest, you have seen the appearance of this slave girl. I don't think I need to introduce more. Although she is a bit naughty, the slave is boring in the same way and has a bit of personality. ."

  Heath interrupted: "I mean everything."

  Bald head for a moment: "All? Do you mean all the female slaves here?"

  Heath said: "Yes."

   After a pause, he said boldly: "You don't have to introduce them one by one, just quote directly, and report boldly."

  The slave owner looked at Heath up and down, probably didn’t see any extravagance, and said, ‘Isn’t this guy coming to amuse me? ’Looks like.

  He opened his five fingers suspiciously: "500"

  Five hundred silver coins, the price is definitely not cheap, there are a total of thirty slaves here, and each one is more than 10 silver coins.

  You must know that at this time, women are not worth much at all. Two grains of food can be exchanged for one, and even if you are willing to spend time, you can always pick up good goods when you go to the refugee gathering place to guard.

  However, what the slave owner never expected was that Heath agreed to the sky-high price without a counter-offer.

"Can."

   Immediately, the development of things went beyond his expectations.

   Seeing that Heath took out a cloth bag and handed it over. At the same time, he was easy-going and said in a surprising way: "Here are five hundred gold coins. Click on it."

  "Gold coins?" The slave owner stammered directly.

  Heath raised his eyebrows: "What?"

  The slave owner took the bag and opened it, and it really contained golden coins.

  Under the shining light of the beating fire, the reflected golden light dangled so that the slave owner almost didn't faint, and there was an expression of seeing a ghost on his face, completely speechless.

  Seeing Heath suddenly realized.

  ‘The feeling is that I will be wrong, I understand the wrong unit! ’

  ‘Forget it, if it’s wrong, then it’s wrong. ’

  Gold coins, silver coins, and copper plates are all just the same value to him, that is--

   is worthless.

  He said: "Can I take them away?"

  The slave owner was still hesitant to explain to Heath that he would be wrong. After all, the people who can come up with five hundred gold coins are definitely not ordinary people.

  In the end, greed defeated reason.

  Although he is only a part-time worker, the rewards he can get for selling female slaves at such a high price are also extraordinary.

  After hearing Heath’s question, he hurriedly said: "Of course."

He dared not look into Heath’s eyes, and hurriedly turned his head and shouted at the girls: "Now this gentleman is your new master. You follow him and serve him with all your heart, using your milk and yours. Legs, use everything you have, do whatever he asks you to do, have you heard it!"

"Yes, it is."

"OK."

   "Lord, master."

  Looking at this group of beautiful girls who really called their masters and gathered around him obediently, Heath's heart was also inexplicably rippling.

  Is it too bad for them to clean, wash, cook?

  Waiting back to the manor, tidy up, repair a big pond, make some maid skirts or something.

  After training, everyone will play games, soak in a big pool, come to some real hands to hold a conference, hold an open-air naked pa barbecue conference, etc.

  Such a day is boring, but it's okay.

   Reluctantly make do with it.

   "Let's go, let's go home."

   Thinking wildly in his mind, Heath greeted the girls to get out of the cage. After coming out, the slave owner asked Heath if he wanted to put a collar on them, but Heath refused to drop it.

  There is no need for this at all, okay? Where would these girls go in this situation?

   Even if you really want to escape, let them run. As a traveler, if you have to rely on collars and whips to tame the people.

  The baptism of capitalism in those decades was also a failure.

   "Don't worry about this **** woman, I will clean her up now and guarantee her."

  An episode occurred before leaving the cage.

  The golden-haired girl, who Heath had put on her wreath, did not eagerly follow Heath's footsteps and leave the cage like other girls, but stayed motionless in the corner.

  The slave owner furiously took the whip and walked inside to clean her up.

   but was stopped by Heath.

  Heath looked at the girl, and asked nonchalantly: "Would you like to go with us?"

  Girl look at Heath.

   looked at the group of female slaves next to her again.

   then looked at the slave owner.

  She looks very hesitant

    Thank you [iuismine] friends for your rewards.

     I wish all the big friends and their families a happy June 1st.

    

   

  (End of this chapter)

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