The sharp whip fell on his brother. In order to prevent his brother from being injured, he directly hugged his brother.

Seeing this, the arrogant boss pumped harder on his brother.

"Don't hit my brother ..." his brother curled up, sobbing pleadingly.

How could the boss listen to a slave and pull harder.

Feng Feiyu looked at this scene with great interest.

When Di Fuya saw his brother gritted his teeth and held it tight, he frowned slightly and walked with his feet raised.

"Your brothers are two funeral stars! I dare to mess with Lao Tzu's business when I see it, and I will not kill you!" The rough boss said again, and whip up again.

However, the whip fell on his elder brother and, at a glance, fell into the hands of a rather handsome young man.

Di Fuyao firmly grasped the end of the whip and said lightly, "Boss, you broke him, how can you sell money?"

"It was originally two money-losing goods for lack of training!" The savage boss snorted and stared at Di Fuyao. "Who are you, dare to stop Laozi from training slaves?"

Di Fu shakes off his whip, smiles kindly, "I'm here to buy slaves too."

As soon as the business came to the door, the rude boss smiled awkwardly, put away the whip, and introduced her eagerly, "Which slave do you like?"

"He." Di Fu shook his hand and pointed at his brother.

Feng Feiyu on the side suddenly became calm, "Hey, this buddy, come here first, you know, this little slave is my first choice!"

"What do you think can you do, have you paid for it?" Di Fu sneered.

"You!" Feng Feiyu narrowed his eyes and immediately took out his gold card to prepare to pay the bill. "Boss, I want this little slave!"

Di Fuyao was not reluctant to take out the gold card, "I'm willing to raise this price and buy him for 20,000 gold coins!"

"This ..." The rude boss looked at Feng Feiyu with a little embarrassment, and his greedy eyes fell on the gold card in Di Fuyao's hand.

Businessmen, whoever sells high prices.

"Boss, you promised me just now. You sold this little slave to me with eight thousand gold coins. You can't do anything wrong!" Feng Feiyu was anxious.

The rude boss laughed embarrassedly: "My son, I want to sell it to you, too, unless you can bid higher than this son."

Di Fu said with a smile: "Yes, I don't mind you bidding with me, after all, the highest bidder is the slave. If your price can be higher than mine, then I will give him to you."

Feng Feiyu's eyes sank, and he immediately thought of being teased by the guy between VIP No. 9 when Nanxuan was bidding for Shengji Dan, which made him shoot an incinerator sword at double price!

Now there is another malicious bidding. With the knowledge of the previous car, he said that he would not be mad anymore and bargained with Di Fu.

"Since you like it, you have a slave, Master Ben will give it to you." Feng Feiyu smiled brightly and turned to re-select slaves.

"Now that the boy has given up, then this slave sells 20,000 gold coins to you." The arrogant boss frowned.

Think about it, the original price was only 10,000 gold coins, but now it is doubled.

"Twenty thousand?" Di Fu shouted sneer. "Boss, didn't do this business, you just sold him eight thousand, why did you charge me twenty thousand?"

Sorry to accept it!

The rude boss froze and explained, "Did you just say that the price was higher than that of the boy, did you buy this slave for 20,000?"

"It was just a moment ago." Di Fu shook his face to play with taste: "Now that he has given up buying this slave, then the boss shouldn't raise the price, it's not kind."

The rough boss was aggressive again.

Who is unkind?

"No, I haven't sold it below 20,000!"

"you sure?"

"OK and sure!"

Emperor Fuyao had to sigh quietly, "Well, since the boss is not willing to sell, then forget it, anyway, you haven't sold it for so long, you don't sell, anyway, it is you and not me that lose, and you do n’t sell , Wouldn't anyone else sell the huge slave market? "

The rude boss was hobbled by her, and when she saw that she was about to leave, he said quickly, "Don't you go, if you really want it, I will sell it to you!"

"Twelve thousand, I bought both, how about it?" Di Fuyao said.

The rude boss frowned, and hesitated a little, "The big eight thousand is already a bargain, and the small one is so beautiful. How can it be seven thousand? You gave four thousand gold coins, too few! Right? "

"If you're willing to sell, I'll buy it. If you don't want to, just forget it."

The rude boss looked back at the two brothers in the cage. Since taking over the two losers, he has not sold them. Several times, buyers have fancyed the big one, but no one wants to buy the smaller one. If the family is unwilling to buy together, the big one is unwilling to leave the small one.

So for so long, the other slaves changed hands to him, and they were sold within a few days. Only these two losers were excluded.

"Well then, twelve thousand is twelve thousand!" The arrogant boss gritted his teeth and agreed to sell.

After Di Fuyao paid the bill, the rough boss handed her two slave cards.

"Slave cards have the flavor of slaves. If two people want to escape or disobey you, as long as you input a little spiritual power into the slave cards, the slaves will have pain all over the body. No matter where they fled, as long as the slave cards are there, you can find them. "The mad boss said," If you want to lift the brother's slavery, you only need to crush the slave card. The slave mark on them will disappear automatically, so the slave card is very important. Don't lose it. . "

When it comes to slaves, every slave has the mark of a pariah slave.

The brand on his body was connected to his slave card.

As long as the buyer is slightly dissatisfied, the slave can be punished at any time.

Emperor Fu looked at the slave card with interest.

It was found that the names of the brothers were clearly written on the two slave cards.

The big one is Fu Changsheng and the small one is Fu Yusheng.

Fushi?

Di Fuya seems to have heard of this last name.

"You two little things, wait for the new owner, have you heard?" The rude boss warned viciously: "If you don't serve well, this man will sell you into the slave market again and fall into the hands of Lao Tzu , Lao Tzu definitely bought you these two little money-losing goods as bait! "

The rude boss said fiercely, not forgetting to poke Fu Changsheng's head with his finger.

Fu Changsheng looked up at the rough boss, his eyes sharp and arrogant, like a bloodthirsty wild wolf.

"Dare to stare at me ?! Believe it or not!" The rude boss realized that he was frightened by the eyes of a little slave, and immediately raised his hand to slant his longevity.

At this moment, the cold and frantic cold voice interrupted him.

"Boss, the longevity and the rest of my life are already mine. You don't seem to be qualified to teach them?"