Some businessmen avoided, but a few quickened their pace and wanted to leave. Unfortunately, the five-meter-tall hilly natives with their long legs easily surpassed them.
"Get away!"
With a few roars, the ogres closed the door, then stood in front of them, scanning the whole place with eager eyes. As long as anyone dared to escape, they would launch an attack.
"Why are you still standing there? Arrest them!" The steward pointed at Downton angrily and his fingers trembled. When would a group of natives be able to go crazy in the slave market? He simply didn't want to live anymore.
Although the guards didn't want to fight the ogres, they didn't want to lose their jobs either, so they had no choice but to pounce on them. They felt that since they had weapons, there should be no problem in dealing with them.
"Dispel the guards and drag that guy over!" Downton didn't even look at the steward, "Celeste, prepare magic."
The ogres don't care what background these guys have. As robbers, they have never seen much of the world. Their master's word is everything.
The general guards are ordinary people who have received training, but they are stronger. Only those with positions above captain are magic users, so they were completely crushed against the ogres.
In order to prove their worth, the hilly natives used all their firepower. As a result, with a wave of their arms, a piece of "sandbags" were blown away, and they screamed.
Several magicians formed a formation and turned from defense to offense.
"Get out of the way!" Johnson directly hugged the two of them, tore down the ten-meter-high wooden frame, and used it as a mace to hit the magician.
The guard captain was knocked down in the blink of an eye, leaving only one regiment leader standing on the spot.
"Do you know where this place is? If you dare to come and cause trouble, you are doomed." The manager roared with a fierce look, trying to scare these people away, but unfortunately he was faced with unreasonable natives.
A bugbear that rushed over didn't listen to his nonsense at all. He slapped him in the face and broke all the teeth in his mouth, then grabbed his hair and dragged him towards his master.
"Abagon, go and identify the person who injured you. You have the final say on how you want to punish him." Downton looked at the group of gladiators. "Practice your martial arts, and then look over here and poach you."
eyeballs."
The more than three hundred gladiators were all capable men, but they had no temper after being scolded by Downton and quickly lowered their heads.
Downton turned to the businessmen. Before his eyes could pass by, they had already lowered their heads in fear, pretending not to notice the conflict here.
"Master, wuwu. You are so good to me." Abagon was so moved that he knelt down and kissed Downton's boots. He swore in his heart that he would serve his master wholeheartedly in the future.
"Okay, you don't have to be so outgoing in the future." Downton helped Abagon up, "You are my butler, you should be more confident."
"It's actually the butler. It seems that the goblin didn't lie."
"Is this guy sick? He is definitely the first to find a goblin as a housekeeper in the entire continent."
"He is also the first one who dares to break into the slave market for a native. But he is in big trouble and it's not worth it."
The businessmen were talking a lot, and even the thousands of slaves in prison were surprised. It is understandable that Downton did this for a beautiful slave girl, but what he did for
He is a dirty and lowly green-skinned goblin less than one meter tall.
You must know that with the end of the glorious era of hobgoblins, the word goblin has been equated with rats and garbage, and is completely derogatory.
"Master, I'm fine, let them go, otherwise they will cause big trouble for you." Although Abagong was in pain, he also knew what to do.
"If I was afraid of trouble, I wouldn't have come." Downton pouted, "I want them to understand that anyone who offends me will have to pay the price."
When the hilly natives heard this, they howled and were very excited. They felt that they had found a sense of belonging.
Abagong tried to persuade him again, but Downton stopped him.
"Break one leg of each!"
As soon as Downton's words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. The onlookers did not expect that the young man was so cruel. Before they could react, the sound of broken bones could be heard one after another.
Without any hesitation, the natives stepped on the calves of the guard and the steward, crushing them directly.
"I am Downton from Chenwu Town. I live in the Golden White Goose Hotel in Dongcheng District. If you are not convinced, just come to me!" Downton scanned the audience.
The slave boss is one of the people in charge of such a large market, so he must be very powerful. His address will definitely be dug out. It is better to report it proactively. Under the bluff, he might even be afraid of it.
Of course, there is another reason why Downton is making such a fuss, that is, Melissa has been silent and has not stopped him.
"Let's go!" Downton turned around, and the businessmen subconsciously moved out of the way.
"Wait a minute, I want to buy all the orc slaves here." Xia Luo took out a stack of gold tickets and handed them to Abagon, "Help me deal with them!"
"Yes!" Abagon took it and walked arrogantly towards the steward who had broken his leg. "I want to do business and buy all your orc slaves."
"Okay, there are six hundred and fifty slaves in total, bring me one million gold coins!" The head steward endured the pain and glared at Downton fiercely. When the boss arrives, you will be finished.
"By the way, you hit me, and the medical expenses haven't been calculated yet. These slaves should be used as compensation!" Upon hearing the words of the chief steward, Abagong snorted coldly and didn't even pay for it. "Johnson, go and get it."
Release the orc slaves."
The natives took action immediately.
The slaves who walked out of the cage were at a loss as to what to do, while the slaves of other races begged Downton to let them out.
"What should I do?" Downton looked at Charlotte. As a human being, the orc looked at him with obviously wary eyes.
Xian Lang stood up, waved with his right hand, and a green halo exploded, covering the entire courtyard. The injuries on the slaves were visibly restored to the naked eye.
"Tribal Shaman?"
"Praise to you!"
The slaves who were still uneasy all fell silent and knelt down on the ground piously, praising Charlotte.
Xia Luo uses natural magic, which is the symbol of the orc shaman sacrifice. For the orcs, these religious figures represent the representatives of the beast god walking on the earth, so the shaman is very respected no matter where he goes.
Melissa secretly looked at Charlotte.
"Master, this guy lied about the number. There are three hundred and sixty slaves in total." Abagon reported, having already calculated in his mind the daily cost of taking care of them.
"You can't take them away," the chief steward yelled. If Downton left, his work would be over, and now he would have to wait until the security team arrived.
Although the other stewards were dissatisfied, they didn't even dare to fart when faced with the powerful Downton.
"Get out of here!" Jackson kicked the manager away.
The war space opened, and the natives and orcs entered in an orderly manner under the command.
Jackson ran to the door, opened it, and bent down very awkwardly, waiting for Downton to pass by.
The people nearby had long heard the movement in the yard, and they all craned their heads to watch. When they saw a young man coming out, they were a little confused. Then they looked at the door, their expressions turned into surprise.
The guard with broken legs lying on the ground wailing was very eye-catching. They knew it was this young man who did it without guessing.
"Who is he? How dare he cause trouble in the slave market?"
"You deserve it. Those stewards have been doing a lot of deceiving things. They must have been discovered and come to their door."
There were discussions all around as they watched Downton's carriage leave.
Two minutes later, a group of security guards arrived from another street.
"Do we need to arrest them?" the security captain asked.
"Send a few people to monitor them first, and wait until I report to the boss and find out their details." The chief steward was indeed suppressed. They even reported their address. Obviously they are not afraid of trouble. He wants to find out first, if the other party
The background is too big, arresting people hastily will only bring humiliation to oneself.
"You seem to have everything in mind? Aren't you afraid of their revenge?" Melissa looked at Downton curiously, wondering where he had the confidence.
"He is not the only slave owner. There must be competition between them. If he angers me, I will join his enemy and completely destroy his industry."
Where is Downton's confidence? He has a net worth of more than one billion, countless treasures, and most importantly, he also owns the Abomination Corps, the Ghoul Corps, and the Slave Corps. With such strength, who wouldn't want to recruit him?
"You have such a loud tone." Melissa teased, looking at Downton's cheeks, she liked his confident and domineering demeanor very much.
"He actually said that the master is a pauper. If the master's wealth is thrown away, he can buy the entire royal capital." Jackson boasted, showing off his qualifications as a direct descendant to Johnson.
Because Johnson was the leader of the group, he was allowed to follow the carriage. It was so big that it passed through the street and attracted many people's attention.
"Work hard, and you will soon be able to get a Sherman War Bear." Jackson sighed, "The owner must keep a low profile. If you ask me, he should be so high-profile that others dare not mess with him."
Johnson nodded and bowed, imagining the scene of himself riding a war bear, and he almost burst out laughing.
Abagon did have some talent as a housekeeper. After returning to the hotel, he arranged the orcs in an orderly manner.
Although the indigenous people have been recognized by Downton, they are still in the inspection period, so they continue to live in the backyard.
"Thank you." Charlotte thanked her. She didn't expect that Downton would do this for her.
"It's too foreign." Downton felt that with these people, the possibility of Charlotte leaving temporarily would be even smaller.
The expected security team did not arrive, so Downton did not dare to enter the Hive Laboratory to prepare the powerful potion, so he finally relaxed completely and had a good sleep.
Getting up early in the morning, Downton skipped breakfast and planned to go directly to his sister, otherwise she would definitely go to work again.
"I am coming too."
Hu Tao was disobedient this time and refused to let go of Downton.
"You'd better not go out. If someone asks for trouble, don't compromise. Wait until I come back." For the safety of Celes and others, Downton kept all the demon servants and slave corps behind.
With such a team configuration, without three thousand elite soldiers, there is no way to break in! (To be continued...)