Demon Sword God

"Hahaha……"

Bekas's move aroused even greater ridicule.

"Hey, let's do one dance, and another one." One of the onlookers clapped their hands obscenely, teasing themselves as if they were watching monkeys playing.

"Come dig, do you need me to lend you a knife? Hahaha!" Another onlooker turned sideways and patted Bekas's butt.

"You...you..." A feeling of loss and grievance instantly crawled into Bekas's heart. Since childhood, this was the first time Bekas had been abandoned so directly and so openly, and it was also the first time that Bekas had been abandoned.

So many people treated him like a clown and laughed at him completely in the street.

Bekas could no longer hold back the grievance in her heart, and tears burst into her eyes.

"You bastards!"

Bekas wiped his tears and rushed out of the crowd.

He wanted to leave that mocking voice and those mocking eyes. Bekas didn't know how long he had been running while crying. Now he just wanted to vent, vent his grievances and anger. He couldn't remember clearly.

After running so far, Bekas was finally exhausted. Holding on to the blue-black alley wall, Bekas lowered his head and kept breathing heavily.

Tap tap tap——

Several heavy footsteps sounded from behind. Bekas, who was looking down and panting, suddenly saw a few more shadows around him. Alerted, Bekas hurriedly raised his head, only to find that he was being held by five uniform leather uniforms.

The big man with the mace surrounded the corner. The emblem of a strong arm on the right shoulder of the leading man instantly made Bekas's heart drop to the bottom of his heart.

The Mozang Slave Merchant Group is the richest and most powerful slave trading group in mainland China.

In this world, there are three types of people who will become slaves: war criminals, prisoners of war, criminals, and homeless people with no family background and no ability to resist. Obviously, Bekas was regarded as a slave by the mobile team of the Mozang slave group.

The third type of person.

"You...what are you going to do..." Bekas panicked for a moment.

"This little kid has a good face..." The leader of the big man raised Bekas's chin with two fingers and looked at it for a while.

"Take him back to work as a prostitute for Boss Zhu." The big man ordered simply.

"Haha, Boss Zhu is good at this." The big men around him laughed heartily, and Bekas' body froze there for a moment.

"Pornboy...don't——————" Bekas suddenly woke up and struggled to break out of the siege of the big men, but he was thin, exhausted and seriously injured. Any struggle was useless resistance.

.Soon, Bekas was tied up by the big men. A big man used his strength to pick up Bekas and put him on his shoulders.

"Let me go, let me go! I am a fifth-level knight. If you kidnap a fifth-level knight, you will be exterminated!" Bekas struggled hard.

"Fifth level knight? Hahahaha, I'm still a tenth level great magician."

The big man carrying Bekas suddenly felt that the child on his shoulders was really cute. Seeing that he was taken away by the people of the Mosang Group, and seeing that he was about to become a prostitute for the heinous Boss Zhu among these people, he felt desperate.

The feeling suddenly came to Bekas's heart. Two lines of tears fell silently.

The crystal tears flowed down the cheeks, and the tears of despair fell on the cold bluestone ground.

Tick ​​tock—tick tock—

Just at the moment when the five people from the Mozang Slave Group were about to walk out of the alley.

"Put him down."

There was a slight calmness in the slightly panting voice.