The Romantic Soldier King

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0Lao San's evaluation of Ye Cheng also turned into a chuckle. Perhaps it was because of the experience back then, which made him look much less at all, and completely ignore the thoughts of others while respecting himself.    

    

After an hour or so, they arrived at an amusement park. It was either the world-famous Disney or a typical children's park.    

    

When Lao San told Ye Cheng to get off the car, he walked straight up to the gate and spoke to the guard, then signaled him to follow him.    

    

The guard at the door suddenly stopped Ye Cheng and the Lao San was also stunned. So it turns out that their car was blocking the road, and the guard at the door signalled Ye Cheng to leave the car keys. This made it difficult for Ye Cheng, he was not willing to let others touch his car, but when he saw the Lao San shaking his head at him, he gave him the car key.    

    

This was an extremely simple test. If Ye Cheng was to refuse to hand over the key, then not only would they not be able to enter the first division, they would also be in danger of losing their lives.    

    

The amusement park was filled with many interesting facilities. Lao San walked in front, and with his back hunched, he had never talked to Ye Cheng before. He brought the person to the merry-go-round and bought two tickets for Ye Cheng to ride on.    

    

This was interesting, because it was the first time in Ye Cheng's life that he was a merry-go-round, and it was very crowded when he squeezed into the carriage.    

    

As the horse carriage began to spin, Ye Cheng started to feel dizzy and before long, he fell asleep in the carriage.    

    

Lao San jumped down from his white horse. Someone walked up from the outside and carried Ye Cheng towards the circus tent.    

    

Lao San followed him all the way out of the tent, and after the man passed him a few bills, he blocked his way.    

    

The smell of an elk floated into Ye Cheng's nose. He transformed and found himself sitting in a row with a few people, moving his four limbs, and upon realizing that there were no restrictions placed on him, fireworks burst out on the stage. A few people wearing medieval clothes, male and female, walked up onto the stage.    

    

Suddenly, a choking sound rang out and a young man fell to the ground. The woman and the fat old man who were on the stage were dancing happily. Another gunshot rang out, and the fat old man was shot in the back by the woman. He slowly fell to the ground, blood flowing out from where he had been shot.    

    

Ye Cheng smelt the smell of blood. This was a real murder!    

    

The one who killed the fat old man was precisely the person who was shot just now. He threw away his gun and hugged the young woman.    

    

At this moment the theatre was lit, and the staff went on stage to clear the scene, and the two men and women carried the body off, followed by the young man and woman, and a gentleman in a black evening gown, with heavy powders on his face, and even his eyelashes and eyebrows painted white, and only his lips black and purple.    

    

Ye Cheng noticed that the faces of a few people around him had filled with excitement. He guessed that their age should be around forty to sixty years old, and based on the quality of their clothes, they should be around the middle class, the kind that did not lack money.    

    

As he thought about it, the tuxedo on stage suddenly opened his mouth, and the first sentence he said after introducing himself almost made Ye Cheng spit out his saliva.    

    

It turned out that this was a Auction and the contents of the auction were the organs of the fat old man from a moment ago.    

    

To ensure the quality of the source, the fallen screen was marked with the provider's body report.    

    

Ye Cheng raised his brows, this was the first time he had encountered such an absurd thing. This illegal organ business had been broken into many times when Wolf Fang was in the job. In Europe and the United States, this kind of business was rampant, and the number of people who had died at his hands was countless. Because the profits during this period were too large, there were still many people who were willing to take risks and kill as many as they could.    

    

However, a service like this was even more disgusting than those gangsters with their hands full of blood. It was simply looking down on life.    

    

After the tuxedo had maintained its organ and price, the bidding started. Other than Ye Cheng, everyone else joined in, with clear targets, their actions caused Ye Cheng to be speechless, and in a few minutes, their liver and lungs were all ordered.    

    

They brought the bidder out, and entered through the other small door, leaving only Ye Cheng and the other person who lost in the competition in the viewing platform. He did not know what kind of outcome this person would suffer, but Lao San had once told Ye Cheng, when they enter the black market, the chances of them coming out are extremely slim, so it was very likely that they would be directly sent to 'sell'.    

    

Waiting to be slaughtered by others was not Ye Cheng's usual practice. He did not care that he came here today to fight with his life on the line, thus, he calmly sat there, relying on his innocent face to receive the attention of the tuxedo on the stage.    

    

Yan Wei pointed at Ye Cheng, and two people stepped forward to lift him up. Ye Cheng turned his head to look at the person sitting two seats away from him, and realized that he was secretly rejoicing. He frowned, and in his eyes, he was a person who was about to die.    

    

Sure enough, not long after, two more people walked out from the door, lifted this person up, and carried him into another door.    

    

Ye Cheng was brought to the spotlight. Looking at it from a close distance, the powder on this tuxedo's face could already be used to brush walls, his eyes were blue, the hair under the hat was pulled straight back in a comb, the curling tail revealed the quality of his hair.    

    

When the tailcoat noticed Ye Cheng's bold sizing up, its lowered eyes revealed interest. He used the Italian language to ask a few questions to the side, and after getting an answer, he nodded his head. Then, Ye Cheng followed him into the backstage.    

    

The back of the circus was even bigger than he imagined. On both sides were rooms built with military tents. Ye Cheng walked along the stone path between two rows of tents and discovered that there were a few houses made of aluminum alloy behind the tents. He didn't know what they were used for.    

    

From both sides of the tent, there was a dark tunnel connected to the tent. The tunnel was at least one meter deep, and the soil on both sides of the tunnel was already hard and black.    

    

After passing through the stone path, Ye Cheng was pushed into a room. Before he could even make a sound, a gust of wind attacked him, causing him to fall to the ground. You, what are you trying to do? "    

    

He raised his puzzled expression, as if he was dissatisfied with the fact that he had just beaten Ye Cheng up. Therefore, he pounced on him again, and this time Ye Cheng rolled to the side.    

    

What the hell was this? Ye Cheng was conflicted in his heart. It seemed that this fellow wanted to compete with him! But should he do it or not?    

    

Ye Cheng dodged the attack from the tuxedo, but suddenly he looked at the pen container on the table, and pounced forward with all his might, and pulled out the letter opener, placing it horizontally in front of himself. Hey, don't come over here! "    

    

As expected, his tuxedo did not move, as he stared at the letter opener in Ye Cheng's hand.    

    

"I'm here to do business, not play with my life. If you take one more step, I'll kill you." Ye Cheng swallowed his saliva and threatened his tuxedo. Anyone would be able to tell that he was only fooling himself.    

    

"Didn't anyone tell you you were the meat of the chopping block?"    

    

So this tuxedo spoke Chinese! Ye Cheng thought in his heart, but his head was shaking like a rattle drum. I heard you can buy a kidney here, so you're here. "    

    

"Ha-ha ? ?" Yan Wei laughed out loud, as he brought a contract book in front of Ye Cheng. This is your price, you're being sold. "    

    

Ye Cheng looked at the price on the wall and felt like crying but had no tears.    

    

"I know who you are. It's too risky to find the Lao San as the bridgehead."    

    

Ye Cheng replied as he held the letter opener against his chest. Where is the Lao San? If I don't kill him first, death won't be a peaceful thing! "    

    

"What?" Yan Wei was stunned for a moment before he laughed even more arrogantly. I recognize your smell, you're not a black doctor! "    

    

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows, the way this person spoke was extremely weird. "I'm not a black doctor, are you, since you know that I'm a doctor, you should treat me better, I just came all the way here and found out that your hygiene is really worrisome, once this organ that just came out of the oven is infected by bacteria, don't even mention selling it, you can even eat it yourself."    

    

"No no no, you are not the black doctor! The Black Doctor is a fox, but you are a wolf! " "The tailcoat didn't seem to be able to hear what Ye Cheng was saying as it kept on walking. I should have killed you immediately, but I can't think of who you are. If I kill you wrong, there might be some risk. "Where is it?"    

    

Ye Cheng blinked his eyes. This person was either a madman or a lunatic. He stared at the tuxedo and muttered, "Are you the boss here?"    

    

"Don't disturb me!"    

    

Separated in the air, Ye Cheng seemed to see a wolf claw swipe at him. He retreated backwards fiercely, but the claw print disappeared right in front of him, and a cold wind blew past the back of his neck. It was dull pain and it was stained with blood.    

    

"Montes!"    

    

Eh? After the tailcoat heard Ye Cheng call out his name, he rushed in front of him, looked at his face with both hands, and pushed him away after half a night. "You!?"    

    

"Se Yefu. Combs. Don. Montes! Long time no see. So you were hiding here! Is the lighthouse no longer fun? "    

    

"After the tuxedo said a few 'you' in succession, he slapped his own head. He finally remembered who this person was." Ye Cheng! Aren't you dead? "    

    

"Bullshit, does laozi look like such a short-lived person?" Ye Cheng screamed, he punched Montes in the face, directly sending him flying behind the table, then with one leg he stepped onto the table and brought him up from the bottom. " I just remembered that someone wanted to buy my life, didn't they? "    

    

Se Yefu, after being stunned for a while, extended his right claw towards Ye Cheng's abdomen. Ye Cheng, as if he had expected this would happen, bent one of his legs forward and lightly hooked himself onto's vitals.    

    

Se Yefu shouted in distress as he half of his body flew up to dodge the kick. He used one hand to grab onto Ye Cheng's wrist to propel himself to circle behind him, the other hand into a wolf claw with cold smoke as it flew towards Ye Cheng's left waist.    

    

"Brat, I already told you this is a deathblow, why are you still using it!"    

    

Ye Cheng was extremely familiar with Se Yefu's attack. Back when they were at the lighthouse, he had already warned that it was impossible for him to catch him with this claw. The reason was very simple. It was easy to lock on to an attack from a blind spot, unless one's body was extremely weak in order to use his Yin Qi to attack the target, but for a tough bone like Se Yefu, he would only be seeking his own disgrace.    

    

Wow, wow, wow! The palm he stretched towards Ye Cheng's left waist was firmly grabbed by Ye Cheng, and twisted to the limit of his strength. As long as Ye Cheng used a little more strength, this palm would be crippled!    

    

"Let go! Let go! I won't fight anymore!"    

    

Ye Cheng also did not want to hurt Se Yefu. This fellow was a monster from the Montes family, and was Deng Mengxiu's friend, so he could not be considered as an enemy or friend with him. There was no need to get into conflicts with him, so Ye Cheng released him, raised the letter opener in his hand and nailed it to the table.    

    

"I will settle the score with you slowly. What I hate the most is being betrayed, you know?"    

    

Se Yefu revealed a troubled expression, and after a long while, he ordered his men to bring the Lao San over for 'sale'. "He's from the black market, you can't execute him as you please, but I can do it for you."    

    

When Ye Cheng heard the last two words, he laughed out loud. He had always felt that this Se Yefu was an interesting person, now that he no longer had a full beard, he actually brought back a white face.    

    


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