"I thought there would be no danger?" Duanmu Yawang sneered. "You are not young anymore. You should know that most of the time it is not the number of people but the strength. Since the other party can open an inn here, although it is only a small one. An inn, but the strength should not be underestimated."

"Yes, we are too arrogant."

Duanmu Yawang asked, "What else? After the shopkeeper takes you to Wuzhi Street? How do you know their true colors?"

"Before we went to Wangzhi Street, we had a meal at the shopkeeper. After we went into Wangzhi Street, we were all stunned. However, I was lucky. I was not hungry and didn’t eat much, and probably because I came from a medical family, and I took a lot of all medicines on my body. The drug didn't do much to me, and I soon woke up."

"When I woke up, I knew everything was wrong, but at that time, all of us were stacked on the wagon as cargo, and they were transported away. In addition, they were right next to me. I simply left. Can't drop."

"Along the way, I heard that the shopkeeper was chatting with Xiaoer, only to realize that they were going to take us to the quality house of Wuzhe Street to buy. However, they were not happy because they felt that our level was not high enough and our ability was not enough. Good things cannot be traded, and they can only be sold in the quality house behind the 50th quality house."

When the man said, he felt like he was thinking of something terrible, and he shuddered.

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes for a moment: "Could it be, what is the meaning of the quality house after the 50th quality house row?"

"There is a sentence, I don't know if you have heard it?" The man looked at Duanmu Yawang and the old man, and said: "The most expensive thing is a famous weapon, and the cheapest thing is human life."

Duanmu Yawang shook his head decisively: "I haven't heard of it."

Moreover, she couldn't agree with it at all. In her eyes, no human life was precious.

The man had finished drinking a cup of tea, thought for a moment, he reached out his hand to pour a cup for himself, took a sip with the tea cup in both hands, and then continued: "On the street of Wrong Zhan, life is the least valuable."

"Regarding the sale and purchase of human life, I guess it should be after the 50th pledge house. Behind the No. 50 pledge house are some sordid and dirty deals. Almost every sale is related to human life."

Hearing what the man said, Duanmu Yawang suddenly remembered that she encountered a group of people when she was photographed in the No. 67 property. When she entered, she clearly remembered that it was nine people. However, when they came out, they were only left. Seven!

She thought she had remembered it wrong. Now, when she heard the man say this, she suddenly thought, maybe she didn't remember it wrong at all!

In fact, nine people entered, and only seven people came out. It is estimated that two of them were traded!

It's just that, who obviously went in together, who would be so cruel and trade out two of his companions?

How cruel they are!

One more thing…

If those pledges only deal in human lives, then there are only two people between her and the old man. If the two of them go in, will one of them be traded?

Thinking of this, Duanmu Yawang couldn't help cooling off the cold, secretly glad that she didn't have much time, and left there, otherwise...

The old man obviously thought of this too, his eyes cast a heavy glance towards Duanmu Ya.

Duanmu Yawang took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know anything else?"

"There seem to be many ways to buy and sell human lives. I don't know how many of them are, just..." The man said here, as if recalling a very bad thing. Speak out.

Duanmu Ya looked at it, and without urging, quietly added a pot of tea to him.

The man drank the tea and drank the cup before he put down the cup and shook his lips and said: "I, I heard shopkeeper Deng chatting with Xiaoer, saying that although our cultivation level is not high, we are young and have good quality. Cut into pieces to make medicine...Yes, it can be traded at a good price."

Having said this, Duanmuya saw that his eyes were red, wow, two tears flowed from his eyes.

The man turned his head hurriedly and wiped away the tears.

Duanmu Yawang and the old man are not people who know how to comfort people, and they are silent.

No wonder he was so scared. No matter who it was, all his friends were almost cut into pieces for medicinal purposes, and he almost suffered from such an encounter, and he would feel frightened.

The man started crying, as if he could not stop at all. He cried and said, "I'm sorry my brothers. When I ran out, it was when they moved them into the bargaining house. I just took advantage of it. They ran away carelessly."

"We people are not from the same family, we are relatives or friends from a family. If I am the only one who comes back this time, I don't know how to look at me at home!"

When he said that, the more he cried, the more sad he became. In the end he covered his face and cried heartbreakingly.

Duanmu Yawang threw a handkerchief to him, silent.

After all, his worry is not without reason. Everyone is dead. Only if he goes back, it is impossible that no one suspects that he betrayed all their teammates.

After a while, she saw the man cry softly, and then said to the old man: "Unexpectedly, the stubborn street is like this, but what is it that can make those people get it even if they betray their brothers?"

Duanmu Yawang couldn't forget those people's vigorous expressions and a spirited and contented expression when they came out of the house.

They didn't seem to feel guilty for the death of their teammates.

Always shaking his head, silent.

In his opinion, everything in the street is so absurd that it shouldn't exist.

The man cried for a while, and finally stopped. His eyes were red and swollen, and he said in a daze, "I made you laugh."

"What are your plans next?" Duanmu Yawang looked at him and said lightly.

"I want to leave here and go home." The man sniffed, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "But, but I don't have the face to go back... Moreover, those people know that I'm gone, they might want to catch me. Go back, I, I..."

Needless to say, Duanmu Yawang also knew he was afraid.

"Let's go back."

Duan Muya patted him on the shoulder, and made a faint decision for him, "There are some things, just explain them well, save your life first. Since your fathers have also been here in the street, they should also understand some things. No one can blame anyone for such a situation."

The man was startled: "But I don't know how to go back. There is an entrance when I come. I heard that the entrance is only open on the first and fifteenth day of the month, and it is only the first and fifteenth day of a month. How can we leave here if the entrance is not open? "