That night, He Wen chose to go out and buy a bed in order to stop sleeping on the floor.
But in the middle of the night, almost all the shops were closed. Who could blame him? I just forgot that there was a little witch at home.
"You can try your luck at the black market, which is only open at night."
Under the guidance of the prostitute next door, He Wen walked into a completely dark alley.
Just when he was about to give up and look back, a strange market suddenly appeared in front of him.
Different from the market under the sun.
This place is surrounded by darkness and mystery.
Everyone who came and went wore a hood or a mask, as if they were afraid of being recognized.
And the things sold here made He Wen feel ashamed.
All kinds of monster materials that he had never heard of, as well as some completely illegal stolen goods transactions, of course, He Wen was not interested in these at all.
He just wanted to see if he could buy a bed, but after shopping like this for a long time, there wasn't even a normal store, let alone one selling beds.
Just when He Wen was about to give up and go back to sleep on the floor, suddenly there was a quarrel in a place that looked like a tavern, and then a man was thrown out directly.
At the same time, a bald man followed out with a bone-cutting knife, cursing at the person who was thrown out.
"Damn it, come to my place to eat the King's meal, are you looking for death?!"
The man had already received a cut on his arm. It didn't look very serious, but he was trembling with fear and could only watch the bald head walking towards him step by step.
He Wen found that there were people all around, but no one looked here.
Most of the customers or businessmen in the black market only focus on their own business. Maybe killing is a common occurrence for them. No one wants to get into trouble here. Who knows who is under the mask or hood. ghost.
But He Wen didn't belong here. He quickly walked over and helped the man up, and said to the bald man at the same time.
"How much does it cost to avoid killing people?"
The bald man glared at He Wen and said with a sneer.
"Five gold coins."
He Wen cursed the bald head in his heart, "Damn it, what did you eat to get five gold coins?"
But seeing the bloody bone-cutting knife in the opponent's hand, He Wen didn't say much, took out five gold coins and threw it to the bald head.
The bald man who received the money looked at He Wen with mocking eyes.
"Boy, is this your first time here? Let me remind you, don't be a good person here, otherwise I'm afraid you won't even have any bones left."
After saying that, the bald man turned around and walked back to the tavern.
He Wen helped the man up, checked the wounds on his hands, and bandaged him with the bandages he brought with him.
"Skin injury, nothing to worry about."
The man looked at He Wen gratefully. He was wearing a hood, and He Wen could not see his face clearly. The man was short and thin, and his voice was hoarse and stuttering.
"Thank you...thank you."
He Wen wanted to leave directly, but the man wanted to repay He Wen no matter what. When he heard that He Wen was here to buy something, the man dragged He Wen and walked deep into the black market.
"What are you doing? I didn't tell you what I wanted to buy."
"Hey, benefactor, come with me. I know the most interesting things in this black market."
The most interesting thing?
He Wen became interested, so he followed the man all the way inside. When he reached a slightly larger room, the man whispered to He Wen.
"Benefactor, here, right here, you, come in with me, and I will show you the good things."
At this point, He Wen became a little suspicious.
Because this house obviously doesn't look normal, it doesn't even have a window, but I'm here, so just take a look.
The man took He Wen to the door and knocked on the door of the big house.
The door opened a crack, and a scarred eye peeked out from the crack.
"What for?"
Scar Eyes asked viciously.
"Buy, buy, have money, have money."
The man stammered and pointed at He Wen and said to Scar Eyes.
If there was only a man, Scar Eye probably wouldn't let him in. After looking at He Wen, Scar Eye slowly opened the door.
He Wen also noticed it at this time. Could this stuttering be a stepping stone for him?
But now that the door has been opened, he is also curious about what good things are sold here.
"Benefactor, benefactor, hurry up, come on, come in, come on, there are good things inside."
The optical fiber in the room was a little dim, and at the urging of the stuttering man, He Wen walked into the room.
The scarred man only had one hand, but his whole body exuded a chilling aura, and his eyes seemed to be cannibalistic.
After the two entered the room, he closed the door.
He Wen felt something was wrong. There was nothing here and a large room was empty. He began to wonder if he had been tricked?
At this moment, the scarred man limped to the middle of the room and squatted down, but he did nothing, just looked at He Wen, and the look in his eyes made He Wen feel a little nervous.
"Well, my benefactor, I'll give you money to guide you, two, two gold coins."
"I don't even see anything but I want two gold coins."
He Wen was a little unhappy, and the scarred man's eyes became more fierce.
There was no other way, He Wen took out two gold coins, but at the same time he warned the scarred man.
"Just these two, don't do anything to me in the future."
The scarred man took the gold coin and bit it with his teeth, then used one arm to open a gap in the floor. There was a pull ring in the gap. The scarred man pulled the pull ring up hard and heard a click.
A secret door leading to the underground appeared on the floor next to the two of them.
"go in."
The scarred man winked at the two of them.
"Thank you, thank you, um, benefactor, let's go."
He stuttered and dragged He Wen into the basement.
What He Wen thought was that he wouldn't be afraid if these people wanted to harm him. After all, he was not completely incapable of protecting himself. Don't underestimate the doctor. They also used knives to make ends meet.
As we went deeper into the basement, a strange sound gradually came from the depths beneath our feet.
Finally, He Wen went down to the ground floor. After pushing open a door, he froze.
What appeared before him was a scene he had never seen before.
The decoration here is completely different from the outside. It is luxurious in style and bright in light. Instead, everyone here is dressed luxuriously and wears a mask. They all look like people with status and status.
"Benefactor, this, here, is the real black market! It is the secret of the black market that only a few talents know!"
Stuttering continued to ask for credit from He Wen.
But He Wen's brows slowly wrinkled.
Because what he saw here was not a market.
But a terrible hell.
Those richly dressed people enjoyed delicious food on luxurious tables, but those delicious foods were actually monsters that were still alive. They were cut off piece by piece by humans, dipped in special dipping sauces and put into their mouths, with screams and human conversations. The sounds were mixed together to compose a hellish movement.
On the other side, He Wen saw an even more terrifying scene.
A group of tall and sexy-looking women were displayed on the stage like merchandise. These girls were somewhat different from humans. They had slender ears and green eyes, just like the elves in the story.
They were whipped and forced to show themselves to the men and women in the audience.
Some of these girls had tears in their eyes and seemed to be filled with fear.
Some were angry, but they had to give in because of the pain of the whip.
There was also numbness, their eyes were blurred, and their bodies were covered with scars. They had been tortured for who knows how long.
"Hey, benefactor, those are elves! Yes, they are superior elves! They are the most perfect slaves! You, you will definitely like it!"
The stuttering man's voice sounded like a harsh noise to He Wen.
His fists slowly clenched, but before he could speak.
An angry female elf suddenly grabbed the whip and prepared to resist.
But the next second, two guards pierced her body with sharp swords.
The elf fell in a pool of blood, her head tilted sideways, as if she was looking at He Wen.
At the last moment, He Wen found that the anger, unwillingness, and despair in her eyes disappeared, and what followed was the calm after relief.
