Super God Gene Chapter 3065: Sword is not alone

Even though Han Sen sympathizes with those slaves, the system of the seven empires is like this. It is not a problem that can be changed by saving one or two slaves.

Seeing that there are many young children among those slaves, each wearing smart collars and smart handcuffs, they are being driven away like cats and dogs, Han Sen can only secretly shake his head.

When Master Yang saw Han Sen shaking his head, he also sighed: "There is no distinction between noble and lowly, but with gods and blood, there is a distinction between noble and lowly."

When the two were talking, they suddenly heard a little girl crying: "Mom...Mom..."

Han Sen and the others looked over and saw a young mother fell to the ground, blocking the progress of the slave team, and the supervisor with a whip came over and beat her with a whip.

But the young mother seemed to have physical problems and could not stand up for a while, so she could only desperately protect the crying little girl in her arms and let the whip hit her.

Suddenly, one of the palms grabbed the whip horizontally. He looked closely at a middle-aged man next to him. Looking at his clothes, collars, and handcuffs, it was obvious that he was also a traded slave.

"You have to spare people and forgive them. Killing them won't do you any good, and it will cost you a lot less." The middle-aged slave let go of the whip and said to the supervisor.

The supervisor was used to being brutal among slaves. At this time, he was confronted by a slave. He suddenly felt shameless, his eyes were fierce, and he slapped the slave with a whip. At the same time, he said angrily: "I am happy, Fuck you bastards."

The middle-aged man was whipped several times on his body, and bloodstains appeared on his body immediately, but he was protecting the mother and son together, and did not mean to back down.

The more this is the case, the more unhappy the supervisors will be, and they will slap harder and harder while scolding: "Damn, I want to die for you."

But soon, his whip was grasped by one hand again, and he could not continue to draw.

"What are you doing?" The supervisor saw that the man holding his whip was not a slave, but the person who had just disembarked from the boat, so he didn't dare to be as arrogant as a slave.

"How much are these three people, I want them." Han Sen let go of the whip and pointed at the middle-aged man and the mother and daughter.

"You want to buy this three slaves?" A man who looked like a manager came over and looked Han Sen up and down.

"Wen Manager." The supervisor on the side hurriedly saluted the man with a very respectful appearance.

"Yes." Han Sen nodded.

Manager Wen narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Sen for a moment, then said with a smile, "These slaves are custom-made by the Seven Heart Institute. Generally speaking, they cannot be sold separately."

"Then ask the clerk for an unusual price." Han Sen smiled lightly.

Wen Guanshi was overjoyed when he heard the words, knowing that he had met a rich owner today, and said to himself: "The fat pig that I sent to my door will not be slaughtered."

Wen Guan Shi did not lie. These slaves were indeed specially sent to the Seven Heart Institute. However, there were often casualties during the transportation of slaves, so every time slaves were transported, an additional batch would be shipped. This batch That is, the loss of quota.

This time there are still a lot of attrition places. Since someone is willing to pay a high price, it doesn't matter if they sell three.

"Young Master, this is embarrassing." Steward Wen had already planned to kill Han Sen with a knife, but he put on an embarrassed expression on his face.

"So what kind of price can make you not embarrassed?" Han Sen said while looking at Director Wen.

Wen Guanshi finally had a smile on his face: "Since the young master values ​​them so much, then I have to sell the son's face, and the Seven Heart Academy will find another way to explain, these three slaves, they only need three thousand Qin Bi, the son just take it, if the Seven Hearts Academy pursues it, I will take it upon myself."

"Three thousand Qin coins, why don't you grab it?" Master Yang said angrily.

The average adult strong slave on the market has only fifty or sixty Qin coins. Even a young son is only more than one hundred Qin coins. For a large slave ship like this, the price is lower when sold in large quantities.

Three slaves cost three thousand Qin coins, which is indeed a sky-high price.

"You can't say that. These are the slaves that the Seven Hearts Academy wants. I will sell them to you, my son. That's a huge risk..."

Wen Guanshi was interrupted by Han Sen before he finished speaking. Han Sen said to Master Yang, "Master, give it to him, I want these three people."

Although Master Yang felt that this was simply being slaughtered, but since Han Sen had already spoken, he had no choice but to transfer 3,000 Qin coins to the steward.

"Young Master, you still have insight. If you still need anything in the future, feel free to come and find it." Steward Wen received 3,000 Qin coins, and his face was about to burst into a smile.

The three lowly slaves were originally worth little, but now they were sold by him for nearly a hundred times the price. The clerk was very quick to hand over the three slave cards.

Han Sen received the slave certificate and asked Master Yang to hand it back to them, successfully helping the mother and daughter up.

"What's your name?" Han Sen bowed to the middle-aged man.

"Many thanks for your help, Young Master, you are not alone in the next sword." The middle-aged man saluted.

Hearing this name, everyone was stunned. After reacting, the supervisor who beat the slave said contemptuously, "You, a slave~IndoMTL.com~, dare to call Jian Bugu? I'm not afraid of being attacked. Beheaded."

Someone next to him laughed and said, "This slave's name is really arrogant. It is not the same as my Taifu Jian of the Great Qin Dynasty, but unfortunately the same name is different. One is the famous Qin State Taifu, the other but a lowly and lowly slave."

Wen Guanshi also found it interesting: "The name of a slave is actually called Jian Bugu, but he can sell three thousand Qin coins, no matter what his name is, even if he calls himself a god, there is no problem."

In the voices of the crowd, Han Sen probably knew the origin of Jian Bugu. The so-called Taifu is the emperor's teacher. He is one of the three princes. If the emperor is young or vacant, he can manage the country on his behalf.

And Jian Bugu is not only a master, but also has the name of the first swordsman in the Qin Empire, but ten years ago, Jian Bugu retired from the Chao Dynasty, and no one has heard the name Jian Bugu for a long time.

Naturally, no one would think that the slave in front of him would be Jian Bugu, the first swordsman of the Qin state.

Han Sen also doesn't know if this person is Jian Bugu. He has never heard the name of Jian Bugu before, but he can see that this person is extraordinary, and his introverted and quiet temperament is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Li Bingyu also looked at Jian Bugu with a fox face. She didn't believe that Jian Bugu would become a slave, but after looking carefully, she found that the slave in front of her seemed to be a little familiar.

Although Li Bingyu has never seen Jian Bugu in person, there is a portrait of Jian Bugu in Wuwei Dao Palace. Although this middle-aged man looks much more vicissitudes than Jian Bugu in the portrait, he does not have Jian Bugu. Gu's arrogance of the world, but if you take a closer look, there are really some similarities between his eyes.