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Chapter 448

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After that, she took these people and let Muko Ito lead the way to the slave management center.

The slave management center was actually a general name, which was the comprehensive name of the slave management center and the slave trading center. The slave trading center was in front of the slave management center. After passing through the small market, they could reach the slave management center.

Shao Qing opened her eyes again. There were parents who took their children out to sell. Those children were older than ten years old, and the younger ones were only four or five years old. She really didn't know how they could bear to do that.

"Do people buy these very young children?" Shao Qing pointed to a four or five-year-old boy and asked. Before Muko Ito could ask, the little boy who was injured the most before whispered, "Yes, they buy slaves, not necessarily to use, they may also buy them for food."

The boy's eyes were full of sadness. He lowered his head and no longer looked around. Then he said: "Some paranormals like to eat people, especially children, their meat is fresh and tender. I heard that there is a very important person in the base who especially likes to eat children. That is, children who are less than six years old are drunk and steamed directly. It is said that this way, not only the meat is tender, but also has the fragrance of wine."

Shao Qing's footsteps paused slightly. She couldn't help but feel disgusted. She felt that she had underestimated the Japanese people. There was no most disgusting, only more disgusting.

They could do such a thing. Even dogs wouldn't eat their conscience.

This place was really challenging her patience. She felt that she might explode at any time and destroy this strange place.

Shao Qing, who was angry, didn't notice that the boy had been secretly looking at her with the corner of his eyes.

Shao Qing, who was disgusted, couldn't help but speed up. She didn't want to look at both sides at all. She was afraid that she couldn't help but slap the parents who sold their children to death, and then slap the people who bought the slaves to death.

Were these people all animals? The children they gave birth to, a piece of meat that fell from their own body, only four or five years old, were sold to others to eat.

How could they bear to do that?

Shao Qing held back her anger all the way to the door of the slave management office. She was afraid that if she was angry, she would fight with the management group. So, she asked Muko Ito to negotiate with the other party.

Of course, Shao Qing was also listening from the side. While listening, Shao Qing discovered that those slaves were really cheap. The price of selling them was even less than a bag of rice.

Those with outstanding looks might be slightly more expensive. Those with slightly inferior looks might not even be worth the price of two vegetables.

Human lives were truly more worthless than anything else.

When the slaves walked in one by one, the youth who had spoken earlier suddenly knelt down and hugged Shao Qing's leg. "Master, Master, please let me stay. I will serve Master well. I will do whatever Master asks me to do."

"Get up." Shao Qing originally wanted to kick him, but in the end, the youth was the most seriously injured. Now, his face was pale and he was sick. If she kicked him, he might be kicked to death.

The youth hugged Shao Qing's leg tightly. He seemed to be betting that Shao Qing wouldn't kick him away directly, so he hugged Shao Qing's leg tightly. Shao Qing looked around and saw that the people around them were looking at them. This wasn't a problem. So, she expressionlessly dragged the pendant on her leg and left.

After leaving, she found a quiet place and tore the youth down. She threw him aside. "What do you want?"

"I just want to stay by Master's side. I don't want to be sold …" The youth's eyes were misty and he looked very pitiful. "If I meet a bad-tempered Master, with my current body, I'm afraid I can't even withstand a beating."

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