The thief was very desperate. After being caught by Sun Zhongyang and others, he was beaten violently in the street. The thief couldn't understand. He just stole something for himself, but you guys beat me up?
Lu Shu looked at the thief and suddenly felt that it was like a thief who stole someone's battery car and was chased by four helicopters. Those four helicopters also had weapons hanging on them and could open fire at any time...
But this provided Lu Shu with another idea: Sun Zhongyang and the others did not know him at all, but they held great resentment against him because of the incident in the Wangcheng Gambling Bureau...
Lu Shu had told them before that the commander of the armed guards had gone to the royal city.
Then, Lu Shu can take Sun Zhongyang to the royal city... to do something!
After Sun Zhongyang and the others beat the thief, they looked back at Lu Shu: "Le Lu, is he the commander of the Wuwei Army?"
Lu Shu said speechlessly: "You have misunderstood. He is the thief who just wanted to steal my things..."
Sun Zhongyang was also speechless. Sure enough...it was the wrong number...
However, Sun Zhongyang didn't care about anything, but waved his hand coolly: "The thief should be punished!"
Although Sun Zhongyang and the others were wrong about this matter, they also knew that it was not Lu Shu's fault. After all, Lu Shu only said "stop" from beginning to end, and did not say that this was the commander of the armed guards.
So Sun Zhongyang and Mo Xiaoya didn't think too much about it. It was nothing to beat the thief. They didn't even generate any negative emotions towards Lu Shu.
At this time, Sun Zhongyang looked at Lu Shu and said, "You are also here to visit the slave market?"
Lu Shu was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the surroundings. There was an open door leading to a wide yard. Inside, he could see a wooden platform, and a man with a slave mark was standing there.
The top of the counter is open to the scrutiny of buyers below.
"Let's go in and take a look," Lu Xiaoyu said with bright eyes.
Lu Shu glanced inside sadly and said, "The male slave inside is only wearing underpants."
"How much better is a swimsuit than this one?" Lu Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and pulled Lu Shu to go inside. She had not thought about buying a slave, but was very curious.
Because there are very few markets of this kind on the planet, once such a market is discovered, it will be faced with excitement, and it will not exist as a matter of course in the center of the city as it is now.
Sun Zhongyang and others seemed to have lost interest after taking a look at the slaves on the stage. Those slaves had their own strength levels or specialties hanging around their necks. Some were good at building houses, and some were at the fifth level. However, these slaves were not interested in Sun Zhongyang and the others.
It's not attractive at all.
In Sun Zhongyang's view, fifth-grade slaves were dispensable. Those big slaves among the nobles and wealthy families in the royal city could buy a thousand of these slaves.
Lu Shu took a look and saw that this fifth-grade slave had a clearly marked price of 8,000 divine notes.
This price once again refreshed Lu Shu's understanding of Lu Zhou's prices. He suddenly felt that now that he had millions of dollars in his hands, he was definitely a rich man.
Sun Zhongyang frowned: "Who is in charge?"
An old man ran over quickly: "Sir, do you want to see me if you have anything to do?"
At this time, Sun Zhongyang took out a white jade token from his sleeve: "Do you understand?"
The steward of the slave market immediately smiled even more happily: "It turns out he is the young master of the Sun family. You will definitely look down on him outside. Follow me to the inner court."
Lu Shu was suddenly enlightened. He originally thought that the quality of the slave market was too low, but it turned out that the good ones were all in the infield.
I saw the steward leading Sun Zhongyang and others to the back of the courtyard, Lu Shu followed them confidently, but then the steward saw Lu Shu: "Who are you?"
"I was with them," Lu Shu said calmly.
Sun Zhongyang and others in front suddenly turned to look at Lu Shu, making Lu Shu look like he was participating in The Voice of China. The instructor turned around...
Sun Zhongyang smiled: "Yes, we are together."
Several people next to Sun Zhongyang saw this scene and thought to themselves, they really don't treat themselves as outsiders, they are so shameless.
Lu Shu was too lazy to pay attention to them. He could just enter the inner court if he wanted to. Couldn't he just give the name of the commander of the armed guards? The commander of the first army must be qualified to enter the inner court.
Now follow Sun Zhongyang and the others directly in. On the one hand, it saves trouble, and on the other hand, we are afraid of directly fighting with Sun Zhongyang and the others...
The inner courtyard is much more elegant than the outside. Outside, slaves stand on the stage in embarrassment, as if wild animals are being observed, while inside there are elegant pavilions, as if a door separates two different worlds.
The old steward smiled and introduced to Sun Zhongyang: "What kind of slaves do you want to buy this time? We have just sent some very good ones here."
Sun Zhongyang said carelessly: "Pull them out and take a look."
The old steward winked at the waiter next to him, and he saw the waiter trotting to the side. When Sun Zhongyang and others sat down in the courtyard, the servants quickly brought over exquisite snacks and tea.
Sun Zhongyang seemed a little disdainful of the style of these snacks. He pinched a piece and his eyes suddenly lit up: "It's not bad!"
Mo Xiaoya also pinched a piece and after eating it, she praised: "I didn't expect that your place has such delicious snacks."
Lu Shu also pinched a piece, and then pushed the plates in front of them in front of Lu Xiaoyu. He was now curious about the whole Lu Zhou, including snacks.
Lu Shu pinched a piece of snack, then put the remaining half piece back uneaten. He said to Lu Xiaoyu: "Try it as you like, don't eat too much, it's a bit unpalatable."
The old steward next to him was a good person. He could tell that Lu Shu, Sun Zhongyang and others were not familiar with each other. He must not have a background like Sun Zhongyang, so he was a little unhappy when Lu Shu said it tasted bad.
So particular? Their dim sum is famous throughout the West for being delicious!
Although Mo Xiaoya and the others didn't say anything, they felt that this boy was too bragging. They looked at you like you had never eaten good food. You actually said that this delicious snack tastes bad?
However, for people like Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu who have eaten earthly delicacies, eating this kind of snack is like eating fresh milk cake and then eating the old-fashioned cream cake from the 1990s. They can't swallow it...
At this moment, the boy from the slave market came over with 7 slaves, and the steward hurriedly said: "These are the most outstanding slaves we have here. They have experienced hundreds of battles, and their strength is second to none."
Above the first grade! Their requirement is that the buyer must have a skill above the first grade.”
Lu Shu suddenly realized that these people actually sold themselves into slavery for the sake of their martial arts?
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