Number One Ugly Husband

Chapter 049

The high-ranking slave slapped Bao Ye on the back of the head angrily: "Is this something you, a low-ranking slave, should ask? Wherever you are arranged to go, you will do things there. Even if you are asked to eat shit, you have to lick it up on your knees. Dare to ask other things, be careful that I will interrupt your dog legs."

...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 the head again, and shouted to his teammates: "Zhang Tie, come here, take him in, watch him, don't let him run away."

"I know, I will take a good look at him." Zhang Tie pressed Bao Ye's shoulder and pushed towards the gate: "Let me in."

Deacon Zhu looked at Bao Ye with sympathy, and said to the senior slave: "If there is nothing wrong, I will 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 he an ugly slave?"

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

"It's so ugly, who else could it be if it wasn't him."

"Boss Jin looks pretty good. How could there be such a disgusting younger brother? They weren't born by the same mother, right? If they were born by the same mother, why would Boss Jin say that they should cut off the relationship immediately."

"You don't care if they were born with the same mother, now he offended our Boss Lu, he will suffer, even if Boss Jin comes, our boss will not let him go."

Hearing their conversation, Bao Ye searched in his mind how Chou Nu had offended Boss Lu before, but in Chou Nu's memory, he had never met Boss Lu at all, let alone offended this person.

He thought about it carefully, and soon understood what was going on.

Boss Lu in Xicheng District has been eyeing Beidagger City for a long time, and has long wanted to swallow this territory, but he has not taken it because of the ability of Boss Ji in Beicheng District. Finally, Boss Ji was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Boss Lu wanted to take the opportunity to call, but Bao Ye woke up Boss Ji, so can Boss Lu not be angry?

Moreover, Chou Nu is the younger brother of Boss Jin in Nancheng District. Boss Jin has repeatedly disrespected Boss Lu and caused troubles in the West District. Boss Lu is not Boss Jin's opponent. Boss Lu can only suffer from the people in Nancheng District. portion.Therefore, Boss Lu, who was unable to trouble Boss Jin, took his anger out on the ugly slave and settled all the old and new debts together.

Someone sarcastically said, "Boss Jin's younger brother should be very powerful, right? I really want to compete with him."

When the high-ranking slaves heard this, they surrounded him with wicked smiles.

Zhang Tie pushed them away: "Get the fuck out of here. Boss wants them to be delivered intact. After the incident, 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 high-ranking male slaves next to him, "Pick him into the big truck and send them to the City of Pleasure together."

good. "Four senior male slaves pushed Bao Ye into the side passage.

Out of the passage, a large truck was waiting for them. Inside the back of the truck were all slaves locked in iron cages. Every slave was lifeless, as if preparing to go to the execution ground.

Bao Ye was carried into the back compartment of the car by four high-ranking male slaves, and pushed to a room among a pile of iron cages. Then, he closed the compartment and sat down to play cards.

Taking advantage of their focus on playing cards, Bao Ye whispered to the slave who was locked in the nearby iron prison, "Why are we going to the City of Pleasure?"

"Death." The slave in the iron prison gave him a gloomy look and said nothing.

Bao Ye: "..."

The slave on the other side said in a muffled voice: "They are sending us to the arena of life and death. After we get to the arena, we can only leave the stage if we kill each other."

Bao Ye was puzzled: "Didn't the slave master only choose high-level slaves to fight in the ring?"

Slave owners usually choose strong slaves to fight in the arena, asking them to win more money for themselves, but the slaves in the iron prison in front of them are not very lean, but they are not considered 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 high-level slave. go up.

Bao Ye: ...

"You are fucking looking for death!" The high-ranking slave who was playing cards suddenly stood up and kicked on the iron cage: "You guys can talk about the master's affairs, and you can talk nonsense. You don't need to go on stage, I'll just do it here kill you."

The fierce look made the slave shrink back into the cage.

"And you..." The senior slave glared at Bao Ye angrily: "You don't have Boss Jin to back you up now, so if you are sensible, please be honest. If you dare to play tricks with me, I have a hundred ways to make you live." Better to die."

Another high-ranking slave sitting at the table said: "I said, what are you trying to do to them? They don't know how to survive after going to the arena in the afternoon. You can let them enjoy the last time."

"I lost a 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." The senior slave returned to his seat.

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

More than an hour later, the large truck drove into the city of pleasure.

The slaves locked in the iron cage were attracted by the magnificent building in front of them, turned over and knelt down in front of the iron cage, looking up at the majestic building with a look of amazement.

Even the high-level slaves stopped playing cards and looked out of the car. One of the high-level slaves said: "Since I became a high-level 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 about me? When I can live in this city, it is not affected by lightning strikes and tornadoes at all, and it is still as majestic and prosperous as Yi."

Another senior slave sneered: "It's not easy for you to live here,...

He raised his chin and let them look at the senior slaves who were crawling on the ground like dogs outside the car: "As long as you become a dog like them, you can live here every day."

"Tch, what I want is to live in dignifiedly."

¨Then you should practice hard, maybe you can become a member of the master. "

I kept silent for fear that the high-ranking slave would say in a low voice, "Okay, this is the domain of the masters, so don't talk about it."

The other senior slaves dare not speak nonsense.

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

Bao Ye leaned against the iron gate to observe the situation of the warehouse. The warehouse is 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 are placed in the middle for intermediate slaves. we rest.There are men and women in the mid-level slaves, and all of them are tall, strong, and strong.

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

The high-ranking slave who sent the slaves pointed at Bao Ye: "He is the younger brother of Boss Jin, Chou Nu."

The guard's high-ranking slave clicked his tongue: "It really looks as scary as the rumors."

"Boss has invited a few important guests today. We are waiting to see him play in the ring. You must keep an eye on him."

'Know. "The senior slave in charge of the guard smiled meaningfully.

During lunch time, except for Bao Ye, a large bowl was distributed outside each iron cage, and the porridge was divided into each bowl.

After the high-ranking slave in charge of guarding finished distributing the porridge, he came to Baoye's iron cage, scooped up a large spoonful of porridge and asked, "Want to drink?"

Baoye glanced at it, but didn't make a sound.

"If you want to drink, just lie down on the ground and finish 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 to eat on your stomach, do you hear?" Seeing that he was not moving, the senior slave felt that he was looking down on the porridge he served, so he was furious, put his hand into the iron cage, and pressed Baoye'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 it would be nice to have porridge for you, bastard, give it to me!" I finished licking 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 high-level slaves shouted to the high-level slave who was pressing Bao Ye: "Old Gai, you haven't eaten at noon, work harder."

Lao Gai was the strongest among their high-level slaves. He could lift ten large trucks by himself, so it was impossible for him to hold down an ordinary low-level slave.

When Lao Gai heard the ridicule from his teammates, he became angry from embarrassment, and pressed down harder: "Chop Suey, I let you eat, let you...

Bao Ye felt very uncomfortable when his head was held down, and his face became more and more cold. He didn't want to pay attention to Lao Gai, but suddenly, he grabbed Lao Gai's wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction, followed by screams.

The next moment, I saw Lao Gai being pushed down outside the iron prison.

The high-level slaves were stunned, unable to believe that a low-level slave could control a high-level slave.

Beast, let me go quickly. Lao Gai yelled in pain: "Come on, come on, pull him away." "

The senior slaves came back to their senses and hurried over: "Old Gai, are you alright?"

"My arm seems to be broken."

The high-ranking slaves looked at Bao Ye: "Son of a bitch, you should let go of Lao Gai soon."

Bao Ye lazily said, "Should he press me to lick the porridge again?"

Lao Gai stared at Bao Ye with red eyes and shouted, "Xiao Liang, open the iron prison, I will kill him."

"This...Xiaoliang didn't dare to open the door: "The boss said that he would keep him and send him to the ring. "

"I'm going to hold back and let him take the stage."

Bao Ye felt it was very funny, he dared to talk big when everyone was under his control.

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

Seeing Lao Gai's distorted arm, the middle-level slaves couldn't help but glance at each other.

"Papa--" The whip sounded, and someone shouted: "What are you arguing about? What are you arguing about? Hurry up and get ready, the ring competition will start soon."