Normally, when a yellow-level psionic or monster comes to this black market, he needs the guidance or guidance of an old fritter.

Just like Shen Chong's black market, the original owner Jin Buhuan, he is a dignified second-grade second-grade, and he is only two steps away from the prefecture level.

When he first broke through the Xuan level, he spent a lot of money to find an introducer, so he dared to come temptingly.

Like Shen Chong, there are only a few people who have a yellow-level cultivation, but they come alone.

These people are either cornered out there or have been ruled by power and just want to risk their lives to try their luck here.

Parking the car in the parking lot at the mouth of the valley, he took the tin box in the trunk and walked inside.

Shen Chong originally thought that this place would be as chaotic as a vegetable market, but he didn't expect that after entering the valley, it would be a long street as clean as new.

The long street was as far as the eye could see, and according to the topographic maps he had seen before, it had to be at least several kilometers long.

The street is eight meters wide and paved with bluestone slabs, winding along the valley.

The streets are lined with three- or two-storey buildings, large or small.

The design of these buildings is very clever, and it seems to be deliberately adapted to the distribution and pattern of the valley itself.

The buildings vary in style, mostly Chinese, but they span the styles of various dynasties.

A small part of it is Western-style, which tells outsiders that it is not only Chinese people who move here, but also foreigners.

Most of the buildings are hung with signboards that inform others of their business scope, such as treasure cabinets, smart pharmacies, high-strength clinics, equipment refinement, and global financial management......

There are all kinds of strange businesses, and some of the names seem confusing, but if you think about it, they have the value of their existence.

Shen Chong walked inside aimlessly.

After all the trouble to find the black market, this was his last hope.

But after he came, he had a feeling of blindness with black eyes, and he didn't know where to find someone to inquire about the news.

After suffering a "loss" outside and coming to a more chaotic place like the black market, he will not fall in the same pit twice.

If you are targeted here again, you will be killed on the spot.

Maybe you won't be attacked in the black market, but who knows if you won't be targeted when you get out?

Don't hesitate to speculate on this world with the greatest malice, Shen Chong is not a blind and naïve fool.

There are very few people walking on the streets, and everyone seems to be deliberately keeping their distance from others and trying to avoid dealing with strangers.

In addition, the vast majority of people, like Shen Chong, wore pitch-black masks on their faces to hide their identities.

After walking about three or four kilometers, he suddenly stopped, and an extraordinarily large building caught his attention.

The bustling voices of people came from inside the building, and they could be heard from afar.

But when Shen Chong approached and looked up at the word "slave" hanging on the narrow doorway of the building, he had a strange feeling in his heart.

About half an hour later, he came out of it again, his face cloudy.

Things didn't come as he expected.

Beneath the ordinary appearance of the black market, there are indeed some shady things.

There's a slave trade here!

In broad daylight, in the bright sky, one after another, male or female, or psionic or monster, and even ordinary people, were clearly marked in the hall for people to choose!

Although everyone's introduction card clearly states that these people have made a big mistake for some reason, or are in debt or provoke people who shouldn't be messed with, and are captured and put here to become a commodity, this is completely inconsistent with Shen Chong's personal three views on life.

In his view, there are thousands of reasons, but no intelligent life can be regarded as a slave!

At first, when he mixed in with the crowd to understand the situation, he was worried that Liang Tsai would become a slave and be sold here, so he had to carefully search the hall for all the "goods", but after he had seen it with nothing, he couldn't stay any longer.

The excited crowd and the crazy shouting all stimulated every nerve in him.

He can't stay in this place!

It's the twenty-first century, and it's only more than 200 kilometers away from Shudu, how could the demon slayer allow the existence of this thing?

How can it, how can it be!

He lived in China in his previous life and lived the life of an ordinary person.

After being reborn, although he became a psyker, the first thing he came into contact with was to slay demons.

Although he has experienced many battles of life and death, his overall perception of this world is not much different from his previous life.

It wasn't until today that he was truly touched from the depths of his soul and saw the true cruelty of the spirit demon world's continuous erosion of modern society.

Every detail of the slave market reveals the compromise of the demon slayer.

It's a mixed place, but the streets are neat, but the slave trading hall is full of filth.

The rules that are believed in here are completely different from those of slaying demons, and they are the laws of the forest that are inhumane.

This is the true darkness of this world, under the cover of demon slaying.

He found a bench on the side of the street and sat down, trying to calm himself.

What he saw and heard today almost subverted his consistent recognition of the demon slayer.

At first, he couldn't figure it out and couldn't understand it.

But slowly, the self-enlightenment ability he learned from the child's mother gradually came into play.

On the surface, there was chaos in the slave hall, and sometimes there were people arguing and even fighting for a high-quality slave, but none of these people dared to make a real move.

In the seemingly disorderly black market, there are still rules that bind others, which is order in chaos.

This unique phenomenon of chaos and order in this place reminded him that there is white and black in the world, and black and white complement each other.

Since there are decent demon slayers, there are already many evil organizations that are opposed to demon slayers.

With the power of slaying demons, there are still people who often feel overstretched, and even a strong person like Captain Ai Nilu will be seriously injured.

Ordinary people live in peace, ignorant of the other side, but they don't know that where they can't see, some people are shedding their blood on it.

I'm kind of a leopard, but I'm still far from seeing the whole picture, I'm still very ignorant of the world, and my ignorance is because of my weakness.

The slaves who were listed for sale in the slave market at least listed some reasons for becoming slaves as a cover and sophistry to show that the place was not completely corrupted.

Then, to maintain this order, a great power is necessary.

This power is likely to be enough to compete with the demon slayer, and at least it will make the bigwigs in the ministry throw a rat into a trap!

It's that I'm thinking too simply, and I can't see the worries of the higher-ups.

It's no wonder that Demon Slayer always wants me to turn positive, and hopes that I can do more.

It is precisely because of the existence that they can't handle that they want to get stronger power.

In addition to conventional cultivation, the development of spirit demon technology is also the most effective solution, just like the concussion training equipment developed by the rat master.

If Minister Lu and others knew his mental journey at this time, I am afraid that they would shed two lines of moving tears.

Dealing with a smart person can be a headache, but if the IQ of the smart person is high enough to quickly peek into the phenomenon and see the essence, it can save people countless troubles.

Shen Chong's sense of justice is indeed strong, and Chen Biao and others were reluctant to talk to him about the existence of the black market before, because they were worried that they would not be able to accept it with his character, and they didn't want him to completely break away from the demon slayer.

It's good that he's here on his own, and he's seen things through, so he doesn't need anyone to enlighten him.

At this moment, Shen Chong's eyes lit up, and a group of white-robed people walked up the street, about seven or eight.

They made a beeline for the slave trading hall.

Unlike the rest of the people in the black market, none of them wore face coverings.

When the first person was awe-inspiring, Shen Chong had the impression that when he participated in the finals of the Southwest Branch of the National Challenge, he appeared outside the competition hall, standing side by side with Fang Tianyu, the Minister of Combat, at least a prefecture-level powerhouse.

There were several other people behind this person, some of them looked around with solemn expressions, some looked down at the tablet in their hands, and some of them looked indifferent with their hands in their waist pockets.

The person with an indifferent expression, Shen Chong also knew, was his defeated subordinate in the National Challenge, the representative of the Northwest Distribution, and the last descendant of the Feng family!

Unexpectedly, after losing the game, this person was transferred to this black market across regions.

If you're not mistaken, this group should be the contact team of the Demon Slayer stationed here.

Led by a prefecture-level powerhouse, he can barely control the scene.

The prefecture-level powerhouse glanced at Shen Chong, who was sitting on the bench on the side of the road, with a little curiosity, and then turned his gaze to the trading hall, "Four, five, six, you go in and check and interrogate the new slaves, and see if there are any errors in the instructions on the information card." Once discovered, the slave owner will be disqualified from trading and blacklisted. ”

"Good!"

When the white-robed man No. 4, 5, or 6 behind him entered the hall, this man continued to walk in with his hands behind his back.

Shen Chong's heart moved and said, "Wait a minute." ”

The leader of the white-robed man looked back at Shen Chong meaningfully, "What's the matter?" ”

Shen Chongyi pointed at the wind and captured the mountain, "I have something to do with him." ”

"Okay, talk to yourselves."

This authentic prefecture-level powerhouse had actually seen through Shen Chong's cultivation techniques, and he had special identification methods, but he had not debunked them.

It's not surprising that the supernumerary of demon slaying people is here, as long as they don't do anything that violates their principles, they can actually be forgiven.

Due to the default unspoken rule, he will not review and interrogate every supernumerary person who comes here.

After all, in a sense, allowing non-staff personnel and even official members to be active in the black market can be regarded as the reverse infiltration of demons into the black market.

Waiting for the others to walk away, Feng Baoshan stepped forward with a little suspicion.

"You are?"

Shen Chong coughed lightly, "Feng Capture Mountain, do you all call each other by code names here?" ”

Feng Luoshan's face changed greatly, "You know me?" Who are you? ”

"You know me for sure, but there are a lot of people out there, so let's talk over there?"

Shen Chongyi pointed to the café not far away.

Feng Zhushan thought for a moment, "Okay! ”

The two entered the private room of the café and ordered two cups of coffee, which cost as much as five thousand cups, before Shen Chong took off his mask.

"It's me, Shen Chong."

Feng Baoshan almost shouted on the spot, "What are you so ...... I knew you'd probably come to the black market! ”

As he spoke, he was about to touch the communicator.

Shen Chong didn't stop him, but said, "Dude, you shouldn't betray me, right?" Now that my teammates' fate is uncertain, the ministry not only refuses to save people, but also wants to arrest me back. I risked my life and death to come here, not to report and get arrested. ”

Feng Shan froze in his movements, and he read a taste of trust in Shen Chong's eyes.

He was speechless for a long time, and hesitated for a long time before putting down the communicator, "Alas, you...... You...... You don't even know how jealous I am of you. But you ...... Forget it, I respect you as a man, good luck! Just ask me if you have anything, I've been here for a while, and I know a lot about it. ”

Shen Chong smiled, although he had only dealt with Feng Zhushan, the last descendant of the Northwest Feng family, and had only one side, fortunately his judgment was correct.

This guy is an iron-clad man, and he will definitely agree with his behavior of sacrificing his life to save his brother.