latelenovela Chapter 237 Slave Trade
Chapter 237 Slave Trade
The peashooter Fengqi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a lazy corn shooter leaning listlessly against the door frame;
In front of the corn pitcher stood a wooden sign more than a foot high;
The sign had a crude zombie painted on it;
There was a long vine tied to the zombie's head;
The frame house behind the corn pitcher was much larger than the other frame houses around it;
It almost occupies half of the street;
"I'm asking you, are you going to sell the zombie slaves behind you?" Seeing that the Pea Shooter didn't respond, the Corn Pitcher on the opposite side became a little impatient.
"Zombie slave?" Pea Shooter Fengqi turned his head and glanced at the zombie Tushan behind him;
At this time, the zombie Tushan's hands were tied by vines, and the other end of the vine was held in Xiaokui's hand;
The Corn Pitcher obviously regarded the Pea Shooter Fengqi and other plant units as a slave-hunting team;
In the Yellow Sand City, all zombies are zombie slaves;
The zombies in Huangsha City have either already become zombie slaves or are on their way to becoming zombie slaves;
No zombie can walk around freely on the streets of Huangsha City;
"Don't just stand there, come in and talk." The lazy corn pitcher waved to the pea shooter Fengqi and other plant units, and turned around and walked into the frame wooden house at the back.
The pea shooter Fengqi hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to take the lead and follow the corn pitcher;
If it were any other time, the Pea Shooter would never be so rash as to follow the Corn Pitcher in;
Who knows what this corn pitcher does;
If the corn pitcher smashes the cup as a signal, and a large number of ambushes suddenly emerge from the surroundings, it will be no fun;
Pea Shooter Fengqi didn't want to be suspicious, but there was nothing he could do now;
The two most powerful bosses in this land, the Supreme Evolution and Dr. Zombie, secretly sent pursuers to hunt down his group of plant units;
If you are not careful, the game may be over.
Now the Pea Shooter Fengqi chose to take the risk to negotiate with the Corn Pitcher, which was really a helpless move;
The Pea Shooter Fengqi said to these outsiders, let alone crossing the Shenfeng Desert, now they have to leave the Yellow Sand City;
They could not find the gate to leave the city;
The Peashooter Fengqi now urgently needs a native of Yellow Sand City to help;
The corn pitcher in front of me seems to be the best candidate;
The pea shooter Fengqi pulled the zombie Tushan, and took Xiaokui and Dazuihua into the frame wooden house of the corn pitcher;
The space inside a frame house is much larger than it appears from the outside;
Inside the frame wooden house, thorny vines and tree stumps were used to divide the small compartments one after another;
At this time, there were several zombies sitting or lying in each cubicle;
The protective gear on those zombies was stripped off, leaving them almost naked;
Seeing Pea Shooter Fengqi and other plant units coming over, the zombies trapped in the cages glared at them with anger;
These zombies trapped in cages are not wandering zombies, they all have their own independent minds;
When these zombies saw the zombie Tushan being dragged behind them, a trace of sadness and sympathy appeared on their faces;
"I'm not dead, there's no need to look at me like that." Zombie Tushan saw the expressions on the faces of the zombies around him, and he couldn't help but curl his lips;
"These are newly captured zombies. They haven't been brainwashed yet, so they are still a bit fierce." Without waiting for the pea shooter Fengqi and other plant units to ask, the corn pitcher walking in front explained.
"Brainwashing?" The word said by the Corn Pitcher aroused the interest of the Pea Shooter Fengqi;
"You'll know in a moment." The Corn Pitcher didn't explain too much to the Pea Shooter Fengqi, but glanced meaningfully at the zombie Tushan behind him.
Going back along the cages that hold the zombies, a large open space suddenly appears in front of you;
Some stinking straw was randomly thrown on the open ground;
On top of the straw, there were a dozen zombies sitting on it with blank expressions;
There were no protective measures around those zombies;
There were no fences or anything like that around them, but the zombies just sat there with dull expressions, not moving at all;
"These are zombies that have been successfully brainwashed. They will absolutely obey any order from their master, even if you ask them to die."
The corn pitcher walking in the front looked proudly at the zombies sitting on the straw;
Looking at those zombies that looked like dead things, Zombie Tushan couldn't help but shudder;
What kind of technology is this that can turn a living zombie into a puppet?
No, not even as good as a puppet;
Peashooter Fengqi looked at the lifeless zombies and now understood a little bit the motives of the desert bandit Fire Dragon Grass Dam.
Although Fire Dragon Grass Dam's goal seems like a fantasy, his original intention is at least worthy of admiration;
"I really didn't expect that he is actually a good person," the Pea Shooter Fengqi couldn't help but sigh.
"What did you say?" The corn pitcher in front turned his head and looked at the pea shooter Fengqi suspiciously;
"Nothing." The Pea Shooter Fengqi waved his hand casually.
"It's no use praising me. I can't raise the price for you." The corn pitcher in front stroked his beard.
After hearing what the Corn Pitcher said, the Pea Shooter Fengqi couldn't help but roll his eyes;
At the very back of the frame house, a small, rude room was enclosed with solid wood siding;
A few worn-out stools were thrown haphazardly on the floor;
"Name your price." The Corn Pitcher curled up comfortably on a chair at the front, raised his head and looked at the Pea Shooter Fengqi with interest.
"I"
"Let me go, let me go." The Pea Shooter Fengqi just opened his mouth to speak when suddenly a scream came from outside the door.
Two Wall-Nuts drag a zombie past the door;
The zombie struggled desperately, but was unable to break free from the two walls of nuts;
The faces of the plant units present changed slightly;
If my guess is correct, the zombie should be dragged away for brainwashing;
For a zombie with an independent mind, this feeling is worse than death;
"Please continue;" the corn pitcher on the opposite side smiled and looked at the pea shooter Fengqi;
"I never said I would sell my zombies." The pea shooter Fengqi raised his head and looked at the corn pitcher opposite him with a serious face;
"You are from outside the Shenfeng Desert, right?" The Corn Pitcher's eyes swept over the plant units in front of him one by one;
The moment he saw Xiaokui, the corn pitcher's pupils suddenly dilated;
Because the temperature inside the frame cabin was relatively high, Xiao Kui subconsciously took off her cloak after entering the frame cabin;
The corn pitcher quickly put away his expression, pretending to be nonchalant as he looked at the zombie Tushan behind him;
"Think about it again," said the corn-pitcher lazily;
"Let's go." Without paying any attention to the corn pitcher on the opposite side, the pea shooter turned around and left;
After witnessing what the Corn Pitcher did, the Pea Shooter Fengqi immediately gave up the idea of cooperating with him;
Cooperating with such a guy is like trying to get the skin of a tiger;
The Corn Pitcher on the opposite side just watched the Pea Shooter and the other plant units leave quietly;
"It's a sunflower;" the corn pitcher's eyes flashed with enthusiasm;