The first fairy of the United States

Chapter 800 Underworld Bazaar

But looking at the bustle of people here, they must be the ones doing the best business in the area.

"Guys, please come with me~"

The foreman woman once again extended her hand to guide Ye Wentian and his party to a restricted goods trading shop not far from the entrance.

The journey along the way naturally attracted the attention of many people from all walks of life, but with the foreman woman guiding the way, no one dared to cause trouble without knowing the inside story.

A place like this pays more attention to class than the outside world. Even Ye Wentian and the others, who came here for the first time, could easily detect that the underground exchange might be the largest shareholder or the direct controller here.

As a person of three religions and nine streams who have been here all year round, he is naturally more familiar with the hierarchical structure here. Not destroying the business of the owner of this place is the most basic rule that needs to be followed.

"I'm here to see Lord Yamos... Gene will be in charge of the next few, and I have to return to my post~"

"Would you like to sleep on my bed after get off work?"

"You are so beautiful~"

"..."

The foreman woman first said something to the storekeeper, and then said goodbye to Ye Wentian and his party.

Jean, who was dressed as a magic apprentice and looked no more than thirty years old, also teased the woman in charge when he heard this.

But seeing the timid look on the front woman's response, I guess the relationship between the two must be very good in private. For example, they are so good that they often sleep together...

"What are you doing here?"

After the foreman woman left, Gene did not take Ye Wentian and his party in immediately, but began to ask questions as usual.

"Exchange some money."

"Which galaxy's currency? How much is the exchange rate?"

"Twenty billion galactic common currency."

"Please!"

Upon hearing the number reported by Ye Wen, Gene's face showed a flash of surprise.

Then there was a veiled scrutiny in the eyes of Ye Wentian and others. Of course, it was just curiosity and speculation about their identities.

After all, 200 billion in the common currency of the galaxy is not a small amount. Even if it is placed in their underground underworld market, converted into magic crystal coins, it is enough to be worth half of the net profit revenue.

Naturally, Gene would not be so stupid as to ask Ye Wentian to show his account to see if there was a specific amount. Instead, he quickly stood up and led the way for Ye Wentian and his party.

"Don't...don't..."

"The tricks have gone all the way to my bloody net. Hmm~ Stand still! Why are you shaking?!"

"Sir, don't..."

"Whoosh! Ding!"

"Ah!!! I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!"

"Hahaha!" "Hahaha!"

"..."

As soon as you walk inside, your first goal is to see a real torture scene. The space of less than an acre is divided into several independent areas.

There are several alloy benches in the corner directly in front, and there are three crosses with people tied up on the side walls.

The first one has no ears and eyes, the second one has no limbs, and the third one has scars all over his body. All three of them are dying.

As for the screams and begging for mercy, it came from a woman on the side who had been stripped down to only a fig leaf. She stretched her arms against the wall, with fruits on her hands, shoulders and head.

He was tremblingly bearing the psychological oppression of an unknown planetary mid-level person in front of him who had a strong body, gray-black skin, and horny forehead and cheeks.

Every time the knife was thrown out, it could hit a certain fruit accurately, but in the eyes of this tortured woman, it was no less than walking on the edge of life and death.

Every scream after being frightened would elicit the triumphant laughter of the executioner and several other people with extraordinary cultivation who were watching.

Their strength all hovers between the late acquired stage and the mid-stage innate stage, and their races are also different. I guess they are also in the security category here, right? !

Is Blood Network the name of that private inter-star intelligence organization? !It's really a bit unsophisticated... After hearing this, Ye Wentian also complained silently in his heart.

"Jean, what are you doing?"

"Guests from the Yamos line!"

"That guy is really good at soliciting business. No wonder he gets so much money every month... tsk tsk~"

"You say this as if no one is envious of you. Okay, you go about your business, I have to take the people over first."

"Get out of here now~"

"Cut~"

"..."

Jean is dressed like a magic apprentice. In fact, according to Ye Wentian's perception, he is indeed a magic apprentice. He is probably at the beginning stage.

However, looking at such an equal conversation with a mid-level security leader on the surface, it seems that there must be some kind of ceremonial guard, or maybe the status is unusual.

The security leader, who turned to ask Jean, was joking casually, but actually looked at Ye Wentian and the others with secretly solemn eyes.

Because in his induction, he could not see the slightest strength of Ye Wentian and his party.

Normally, there is really nothing wrong with him. Ye Wentian is dressed in brocade and jade robes, his temperament is like a spring breeze, and he looks harmless to humans and animals. Chu Yue is beautiful and otherworldly, and she doesn't look like someone who knows how to fight.

Troy, on the other hand, is extremely cold and stern, with the aura of a strong man, giving the impression that he is clearly a warrior.

Hill, an elf-like creature with no discernible race, felt more like a dead thing, which was somewhat abnormal.

There are some truly normal ones, such as Hetty, but they are just ordinary people...

If you classify someone who cannot sense anything, either the other party is really ordinary, or his strength is far superior to his own.

Therefore, the security leader would rather believe that Ye Wentian and his party are extremely extraordinary, and they dare not offend easily.

Now he didn't even dare to do the customary body search. He could only end with a haha ​​and let Jean take the person away.

Several other colleagues on the side were about to ask questions, but were interrupted on the spot by his cryptic look.

Everyone's eyes were cautious and solemn. Seeing this, the others could only give up. They all thought to themselves that the boss must have a reason for doing this.

Stepping to the right, there is only a wall. Over there is the execution site, but here there are people sitting around drinking and playing cards.

Let's call it a card, an unknown bone gambling item that Ye Wentian didn't recognize anyway.

Most of these entertainment people should also be security personnel. Although they are dressed differently, their temperaments are the same, and they also have extraordinary cultivation.

As for why a mid-level security leader on the surface wanted to execute someone with his own hands, it can only be understood as having a special habit of venting.

Ye Wentian and his party just glanced at these people casually and walked over, but did not notice the person in the booth next to them who was watching the cards. At the same time, they also noticed Ye Wentian and his party walking past.

This person was wearing a suit of fine leather armor that fit well, a cloak with an unknown pattern on his back, and a gem-studded headband on his forehead.

The gems on the headband formed a special pattern, and there were also faint dots of light.

The alloy skeleton is engraved with magical textures. It seems that this should be an alchemical item with some symbolic meaning.

The key point is that his skin color is very different from ordinary people, with a metallic luster, and he has quite a bit of Sovereign nobility.