Ronin from Douluo

Chapter 392: Traffickers

Although the sound coming from the wind was very small, Zeng Yi still caught it and immediately stood up from the ground, with a look of surprise on his face.

Isn't that good? Go up and ask for directions. You may be lucky, someone is easy to talk to and can give you a ride along the way.

He patted the dirt on his butt, picked up the sword on the ground, stepped on it, and flew away in a certain direction lightly.

Even though he is not a soul master yet, after practicing the Wind Control Sword Technique given by the system, Zeng Yi's speed can be said to be very fast. This may be his best point. Even the speed of a soul master, Zeng Yi's speed can be said to be very fast.

Not as good as him.

From the sound coming from the wind just now, Zeng Yi could roughly guess how far this distance was, it was estimated to be about one thousand meters.

As we get closer and closer to the target, the sounds coming into our ears in the wind become clearer and clearer.

Pa~

There was a clear sound of whipping, followed by a miserable cry.

Zeng Yi, who was running, couldn't help but frown. Something seemed wrong with those people, so he stopped.

When walking alone, one thing to remember is not to meddle in other people's business. This can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble. Zeng Yi also knows this very well.

However, Zeng Yi recognized that the extremely miserable cry just now was the voice of a girl, probably about the same age as himself.

Have you been bullied?

From the wind noise that reached his ears, Zeng Yi got a lot of information. There were several people on the other side. Judging from the sound, they should be middle-aged men.

Rationally speaking, he shouldn't go there. Even if he wasn't going to save someone, he was just asking for directions, but the other party was obviously not a good person. What if he was also targeted?

You should leave, this is the right choice.

However, there was a voice in my heart telling myself to get over it.

Zeng Yi stood there, looking at the direction where the sound came from, struggling and hesitating in his eyes, and finally, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect that I still have the so-called sense of justice in my heart, haha."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zeng Yi headed over there resolutely.

Of course, Zeng Yi did not go directly to be a hero, but hid in the dark and quietly observed the situation.

On the open ground a hundred meters away, several people were sitting there to rest.

Among them, three looked to be middle-aged men, one was obese, one was short, and the other was tall and strong, with a sinewy face and a look that was not easy to mess with.

There is another person in this team, a little girl who looks to be only five or six years old. She has a thin and petite body and is wearing rag-like clothes that can't even be used as clothes. They are just rags draped casually on the body.

His small hands and feet were locked with an iron chain. The cloth shoes he wore were so worn that the shoes were no longer visible, and the exposed feet were already worn with blood.

There are still many blue-purple marks on the skin, and there is even blood flowing out.

The girl was leaning against the corner of the tree. She had short, messy chestnut hair, yellow and thin cheeks, and empty eyes.

And those adults were sitting nearby, drinking wine and chatting with their shirts off, regardless of the girl's appearance.

Zeng Yi, who was in the distance, saw this scene, his eyes widened and he froze on the spot.

In my heart, a fire of anger was burning.

"Boss, can this girl look like this be sold at a good price?"

"Monkey, don't look at her now. In fact, she is still very handsome. When we get to the city, wash her up and dress her up. She will be an exquisite and beautiful porcelain doll!"

"After so many years of work, this is the first time I have encountered such a thing. As long as she is not disabled in the future, she will definitely be a beauty, and those noble gentlemen will like her."

"It's a pity that he is a waste without soul power and can only be used as a vase."

"Hey, if she has soul power, then it's our turn to take over?"

"Hahaha, yes!"

...

Zeng Yi was very close to them and could clearly hear the conversation of these people.

Human trafficker?

Looking at the traffickers who were chatting and laughing, Zeng Yi's eyes showed disgust.

No matter which world we are in, this kind of dark and dirty transaction will never disappear.

Looking at the people on the opposite side, Zeng Yi couldn't help but want to draw his sword and take action, but thinking about it, he was not a soul master yet. If there was a soul master on the opposite side, wouldn't it be a sheep in the tiger's mouth?

Resisting the anger of drawing the sword, Zeng Yi began to calmly think about how to deal with it.

Call someone for help?

The problem is that this is a wilderness, where can we find people?

Moreover, this world is not the original world. No one would meddle in other people's business except themselves.

Right!

At this time, Zeng Yi's vision brightened and he thought of a good idea.

Zeng Yi looked at the people opposite him and thought silently in his mind, checking the information.

Then, the other party's basic information is displayed, just like the character panel in the game, just above his own pupil.

It can be regarded as a plug-in left by the system to Zeng Yi.

If there is a soul master level master on the opposite side, then brother can only say sorry to sister.

Zeng Yi secretly thought that after all, he could not die for someone he had never met before, for the so-called sense of justice in his heart.

However, if it is within your ability, you can still lend a helping hand.

Name: Wang Erhu

Age:34

Martial spirit: wooden stick

Soul power: level nine

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...

The information of the three people opposite appeared in his eyes, which made Zeng Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There was a third-level soul power, a fourth-level soul power, and the strongest one was only a ninth-level soul power. There was no soul master with a soul ring. Zeng Yi thought that he should be able to deal with such an opponent.

Regardless, he also has level ten soul power, so he should be able to kill the opponent easily.

However, the talents of the people on the opposite side are too low. They are all in their thirties, and they have not even broken through to soul masters. It seems that when they awakened their martial souls, they only had a little bit of innate soul power, not even a first-level soul master.

The kind that doesn't exist to any extent.

The opponent's strength was actually not as good as his own, so Zeng Yi made up his mind to become a hero for a while.

Regardless, I am also a time-traveler. If I were to fight against other time-traveling bosses, which one would not defeat someone above my own rank in the initial battle?

If you can't pretend to be happy when you fight several people whose levels are lower than yours, then find a rock and hit them to death!

"Boss, if you can sell it for a good price this time, then you should be able to break through to the tenth level of soul power, right?"

"That's right, I'm about to break through. When I have money and buy some training resources, I can successfully break through to the tenth level. Then I can fuse the soul rings and become a noble soul master, hahaha!"

"Then let's congratulate boss first. When you become a soul master, you will have to recruit more of us, boss!"

"That's for sure. When the time comes, we'll have fun together and play with women, hahaha~"

"I do know a good place where you can have good food and drink. Let me tell you secretly, the women there are very wild and fierce!"

"Where is it? Come and tell me."

While drinking, several of them became a little drunk, and for a while they couldn't tell whose voice it was.

"Hell! How about it? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

As soon as these words came out, several people immediately felt that something was wrong and their brains began to wake up.

"Who!"

The boss of the human trafficker, Wang Erhu, quickly stood up, turned around, raised his gaze and saw a boy standing five meters in front, holding a long sword to his chest, with a hint of childishness on his face.

Chill.

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