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Chapter 261 Strong support! (asking for a ticket)
In Li Tietou's room.

"Head, that's how it is."

"Oh, you are too impulsive, tell me, how do you plan to deal with this matter." Li Tietou knew that Zhang Xiaojun was not a mindless person.

"Head, I plan to do this. Now there are a lot of slaves in major cities. Since what we want are cannon fodder and soldiers, we don't need to think too much. The miners in the mines are all people who have never experienced inhuman life. Only those slaves are bloodthirsty."

"You mean to buy slaves?"

"Well, they are living an inhuman life. As long as we improve the conditions a little and give them hope, they will become slaves to practice. It is much better than choosing from the miners." Zhang Xiaojun remembered the last time he The slaves seen in Yuanmao City.

"Well, there is some reason. The price of slaves is not very high, and the living environment is very poor. A little bit of sweetness can stimulate their potential. Well, this matter is left to you. Also, the treatment of the miners in our mine Give it a lower."

"Yes, head."

"What, head, is the budget..." Zhang Xiaojun rubbed his hands.

"Haha, you guys have already figured it out, the budget, our mine can produce more than 30 spirit stones every month, plus other resources, there are almost [-] spirit stones, and the personal use is probably close to [-] spirit stones , hand in [-] to the branch hall, and give you an estimated [-] spirit stones every month, and the rest will be used as a reserve, but I have a request!" Li Tietou is also a big deal, and he is willing to spend money.

"Head, tell me."

"I'm giving you the greatest support. I not only need you to make achievements, I need you to crush other mines of Qingtanzong. If we want to do it, we must be the first!"

"Yes, head, please don't worry, if I can't do it, I will commit suicide!" Zhang Xiaojun also made up his mind. With Li Tietou's support in purchasing slaves, he can not only save more people, but also secretly strengthen his strength. , because those who have suffered are the hope of the future.

"Okay, let's do it, you have never let me down." Li Tietou patted Zhang Xiaojun's shoulder to ease the atmosphere.

After Zhang Xiaojun returned to the branch, he began to prepare to go to Yuanmao City tomorrow to buy slaves.

"Young master, I made ginseng tea."

"Well, let's put it here, where is Xiaobai?"

"Xiaobai is with me, but he seems very unhappy."

"Well, I guess life has not been good for the past two months. By the way, get up early tomorrow. Let's go to Yuanmao City and do some things."

"Yes, son."

"Then you should rest early, by the way, thank you."

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In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Xiaojun took Meng Qi and drove towards Yuanmao City in a spirit boat, and soon arrived at Yuanmao City.

"It's finally here, let's go, let's have a meal first."

"Ah."

In the restaurant, Zhang Xiaojun and Meng Qi found a seat near the window on the second floor and sat down.

"What do you two want to eat? We have sweet and sour xxx, stir-fried xxx..." Xiao Er reported a lot of dishes.

"Just a few light dishes, and then a jug of good wine, oh, yes, bring a whole roasted fire chicken."

"Okay, wait a moment, both of you."

After Xiaoer left, Zhang Xiaojun smiled and said: "Xiaobai, can you let go of my palm now?"

"Woooo..."

"Okay, after the conference is over, I'll buy you more food." Xiao Bai let go of his mouth and jumped back onto Meng Qi's body.

Most of the monks who come and go on the street are monks in the blood transformation state and the soul control state. In any society, the most people are still the people at the bottom. Like many of us, we strive just to get a better life.

There was a sudden commotion on the street, which pulled Zhang Xiaojun back from his thoughts.

"Grab him, grab him, don't let that slave get away!"

A ragged slave broke through the crowd desperately, but was tripped to the ground by a monk, and then a large group of people rushed up, punching and kicking the escaped slave.

"My lord, let's help that person." Meng Qi was soft-hearted, and wanted Zhang Xiaojun to save the beaten slave on the street.

Zhang Xiaojun shook his head and said, "It's easy to help him, but there are so many slaves in the world, how many can I help?"

"Although we can't help everyone, we can help when we meet."

"Well, that makes sense, but I can't help right now."

"Why, young master?" Meng Qi asked doubtfully.

"I'm working for the sect, not an individual." Zhang Xiaojun pointed out.

Meng Qi is also smart in ice and snow, instantly understood Zhang Xiaojun's meaning, and whispered: "Master, you mean someone followed..."

"Guest officers, the dishes are here, please take your time." Xiao Er just brought the dishes.

"Well, let's eat, let's get down to business after dinner." Zhang Xiaojun picked up some food for Meng Qi with his chopsticks, Xiao Bai saw the extreme dissatisfaction, raised his cat's head, the meaning was obvious.

"Hey, master, you don't serve me food, you're biased, you don't coax me, I'll beat your little breasts with cat's claws."

"Okay, Xiaobai, you can eat too, take it easy, there are many people."

On the street, after the slave was beaten violently, his breath was less than that of his breath, and the possibility of surviving was not high, but he was still carried back by the slave owner. After all, every slave is a white spirit stone .

"My lord, if we meet that man later when we go to buy slaves, let's buy him, shall we?" Meng Qi almost acted like a baby.

"Well, good, good, buy it, you little girl, you are so soft-hearted, I will only rest assured that you will warm my bed in the future, and I dare not let you do anything else." Zhang Xiaojun joked.

When Meng Qi heard what Zhang Xiaojun said, her face was so red that it was almost dripping water.

"Haha, don't be shy, come and eat more."

Zhang Xiaojun is in a good mood. Although the sect doesn't seem to be very relieved of himself and even sent someone to monitor him, he has already received the funds, so as long as he handles things normally, there will be no problems.

After eating, Zhang Xiaojun took Meng Qi to buy some things first, and then went to the slave market. Before entering the slave market, Meng Qi covered her nose.

"Be patient, the smell is a bit unpleasant."

As soon as they entered the market, they heard all kinds of beatings, scolding and screams.

"Made, this slave business is getting worse and worse. I haven't sold any of them today. If this continues, I will suffer a lot."

"Wang Mazi, you've sold more than 100 of these f---ing ones, haven't you? What a f*cking loss, what the hell, did you lose the money to those little bastards?"

"Don't mention it, those little girls are pretty good at technical work. I'm considering whether to start a family myself. Anyway, female slaves are easy to get."

(End of this chapter)