People who do business on the dark web are usually more cautious. Although Han Lang met the slave trader Horton at Ye Heiren, Horton, nicknamed Professor, was still cautious and asked his subordinates to take Han Lang to fly for more than an hour before landing in his base.w?ww.`

Swish ~

The eye mask was untied, and Han Lang blinked and adapted to the light again.

I saw that he was in a room under the sea, facing a short old man with gray head and glasses. Although his head was silver, his eyebrows and beard were black, his eyes were sharp, and his huge nose with a hook was like a bald eagle.

This person must be Holden.

Behind Holden were transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, outside the window was the deep sea, and a group of pink jellyfish were swimming through the ocean outside the window, like a group of parachutes.

Han Lang smiled and said, "I finally saw you. Professor, I have long admired you."

Chaos narrowed his eyes and said, "Wind Speecher, I have also heard of your name."

"Is that so? A little person like me can still be like the professor's eyes?" Han Lang asked curiously.

"Haha, I do business in humans, and people always need medicine, so I am more familiar with Ye Hei. As for you, I have also glanced at the drug index a few times. Even Ye Hei said that you did it very carefully, and Lao Hei never told lies." Horton said with a smile.

Han Lang waved his hand quickly, "I'm just a failed little businessman on the dark web. The index has long been transferred to someone else. There's no way, the time is limited."

Horton said: "After all, you brought up the trend of writing indexes. Now there are not only drug indexes, but also arms indexes, starship indexes, precious metal indexes, and even slave price indexes, so of course I will remember you."

"Under normal circumstances, I won't see people who are not familiar with me. It's safer to trade on the dark web, but I know your name and there is a Ye Hei Man as a guarantee. I've made an exception to see you once. Tell me, what are you looking for this time?"

In general, in order to avoid exposure, the transaction method adopted by the dark web is an acquaintance system. If you want to trade, you can first sign up and then find a guarantor...?`c?o?m?

Han Lang had a little reputation on the dark web before, and there were drug tycoons like Ye Black as a guarantee, so he met Horton very smoothly. According to Ye Black, Horton is one of the largest slave traders in the Milky Way. Many human specimens needed by Ye Black were bought from him and had dealt with each other a lot.

Han Lang said seriously: "I'm here to buy soldiers this time."

"Oh, the warrior is the goods I mainly buy." Holden nodded and said, "But you have to know that the warriors are very expensive. Prices are based on their level, ability types and races. What level of warrior do you want?"

Han Lang said in a deep voice: "High-level."

“How high?”

“The higher the better.”

“How much do you want?”

“The more, the better.”

Hahaha~

The professor was amused by Han Lang's words, shook his head and said, "Brother, I'm so angry. I dare not say anything else. Warrior slaves are my signature goods. I have them, but I'm afraid you can't eat them."

Swish ~

Han Lang gently wiped his fingers on the space ring, took out a blueprint, and placed it gently on Holden's table, without saying a single word.

As for business, what you see is strength. As soon as this blueprint was taken out, Holden's eyes lit up immediately, and his fingers slashed on the table a few times.????`c?o?m?

"Happy!" Holden turned his head and in deep voice ordered his subordinates: "Take all those with a level of four or more stars out, let our little brother inspect the goods on site!"

Han Lang was stunned and said in confusion: "At the same time, release all the high-level soldiers. Aren't the professor afraid that they will rebel?"

Hahaha~

Horton laughed again, "You don't understand this. The reason why my nickname is called professor is because I understand that I can control the DNA binding system of the warriors. If they dare to rebel, I will kill them with just a look!"

Han Lang nodded, no wonder Holden's main dealer soldier. Since they dare to sell the warriors as slaves, they naturally have their own trump card.

Han Lang followed Horton away from his office, and saw that his base was like a huge prison, with a square in the middle and a cell in the surrounding area. Many of the guys who worked for Horton were responsible for the slaves.

In the central square, more than a hundred slaves were brought up, most of them were strong, with electronic shackles on their hands and feet.

In addition, each slave also has detailed descriptions, race, level, age, and ability types around his neck.

Without exception, these warriors are alien races, Kui races, Wu races, Heyuan races, Red Dragon races, etc.

It’s no wonder that if you capture humans as slaves, the risk is extremely high, especially high-level warriors. Human warriors with a level of four stars are basically the main force of each country. It’s too insulting to capture the main force of other countries.

Moreover, human warriors are not easy to sell, and if they are revealed, the buyer will suffer.

So Holden went to those remote alien residential areas and used his force to capture those minority ethnic groups in one fell swoop and sell them in batches.

Why can mankind rule the entire galaxy?

It has a lot to do with slave traders like Holden. In the past, it was not only not illegal to capture foreigners as slaves, but also encouraged.

After the establishment of the Galaxy Alliance, the top human leaders wanted to save face, so they decided the slave trade to be illegal and gave some power to minorities. People like Horton had no choice but to transfer from the ground to the ground and continue their shameful business on the dark web.

"A total of 183 high-level slaves, including 175 four-star and 8 five-star ones. If you like, tell me whoever you like." Horton did not regard these foreign tribes as humans at all, and said disapprovingly.

How weak the earth is, you can tell by looking at these slaves. It is a sovereign state in the Milky Way. There are only a dozen people on the earth with a level of four stars, and there is not even a single five-star one.

Even slave traders like Holden can pull out warriors close to 200,400,400,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00

Han Lang glanced over these alien warriors and raised his eyebrows. It doesn’t matter if the earth is weak now. The key is in the future! One day, the little earth will also be proud!

"Erlang! Erlang!"

An old woman was calling her son's name in the upper cell. There was a soldier with tattoos on his face in the warrior group. He hurriedly looked up and saw his mother's old face. The young soldier named Erlang lowered his head in shame and clenched his fists with his hands.

There were many such shouts, and the soldiers in the square were obviously excited. Horton's men hurriedly beat the slaves with an electromagnetic fork, preventing them from continuing to shout.

Han Lang frowned slightly and asked Holden, "Professor, are the other slaves in the prison cells the families of these soldiers?"

Horton nodded and said, "We have always been in one go. This batch of goods mainly comes from a tribe of the Red Dragon tribe, with a total of 70,000 or 80,000 people. These alien races hate the most. As long as they are men, they are all warriors, which made us take a lot of effort to get it."

Han Lang nodded, and he had a good idea in his heart, but it did not appear on the surface.

"I wonder if you have any other sub-bases?" Han Lang asked.

Horton was stunned, "Brother, 183 four-star warriors are not enough for you to choose? High-level warriors are not Dabaicai. A lower-middle country in the alliance may not be able to attract so many high-level warriors."

"If you really want to see it, I can get you some high-level warriors from other places, but not too many, seventy or eighty to the sky."

Han Lang thought about it and then gathered seventy or eighty four-star warriors, that is, two hundred, fifty or sixty high-level combat powers, which was enough to defend and open ruins.

Thinking of this, Han Lang said in a deep voice: "No need to see it. Even if you send it here, please send all the soldiers and the soldiers' tribe members here. In addition, do you have six-star slaves here?"

Pooh ~

Holden glared at his eyes and almost spit out. He wanted all his feelings!

This is too big, right? It’s enough to bring all so many soldiers back, which is enough to build a country!

"Brother, the six-star quasi-God of War! I'm just one step away from the level of the God of War!" Holden said in surprise.

"I know." Han Lang said disapprovingly.

"A strong man who has reached the level of a quasi-god war is a powerful weapon to defend the country in any country!"

"I know this, too."

Well.

Holden swallowed and thought for a long time, and finally said, "There is really one, but that guy, he has some problems."
Chapter completed!