Interstellar Hunter 087 Faith in Devil

  In this world, there are indeed a group of people who believe in the devil, and Huang Mao is one of them. When he opened a secret warehouse in the Criminal Court, the scene inside made his blood boil with excitement.

  This is a smuggling merchant's hideout disguised as a grain warehouse underground, with row after row of iron cages holding groups of men and women. These are all goods ready to be shipped throughout the galaxy.

  Next to Huang Mao, the warehouse keeper was introducing with a humble attitude: "A-class cargo area, inside are all strong slaves. As of today, more than 600 slaves have been sent to various mining planets this year, with a total income of over 1.2 million gold coins..."

  The words brought a wave of hostile glances, and several unruly guys opened their mouths to scold. Huang Mao's subordinates had rich experience, and it was clear what these slaves wanted to do with just one look.

  A high-pressure water nozzle sprayed cold water, and a thug wearing insulated gloves occasionally inserted a glowing electric wire into the water column, causing a strong current to strike the slave's body, resulting in a violent convulsion.

  "Haha, these few are newbies, still don't know their place. I'm going to send them to Black Star and let them dig for liquid silver. I reckon it won't take a month before they're reduced to skeletons..."

  Huang Mao smiled and looked at the man who was trembling all over from being electrocuted. "Forget it, a group of doomed people, why bother with them? These days, let's give them some good food to eat, preferably our Left Bank Paradise Star's specialty dishes. I reckon they won't be able to eat this in their lifetime... one by one, so pitiful... hehehe..."

  The warehouse keeper's face was beaming with joy. "Oh my, I've followed so many bosses before, but you're the kindest of all. We can make a living under your care, it's truly a blessing that we've accumulated over eight lifetimes..."

  "Oh, boss, over here, please take a look at these half-grown kids, they're all going to be sent to the colonial planet. Kids have strong adaptability and their mortality rate is much lower than adults..."

  "Oh, and this cage, it's specially ordered by the research institution on Sanhai Star, supposedly for researching some special medicine... Watch your step, it's dirty here, these little beasts always pee directly on the ground..."

  The yellow-haired man walked past the rows of 'goods' like a general reviewing troops, and in his eyes these gasping goods were all gold coins.

  In a short while, the most precious goods in the cargo hold were brought out, but what was inside the cages wasn't men and children, rather cage after cage of women, completely naked women.

  The buying and selling of people has existed since ancient times, and the most important commodity in this business is women. Brothels scattered throughout the universe need women, comfort stations in the military also need women. The gardens and private residences of the nobility need women, even rural landlords who have collected a few more bushels of grain want to buy several women.

  This evil habit that has continued for billions of years in human history has never weakened, let alone been exterminated. Huang Mao looked at those naked and even wounded women, suddenly furious, he picked up the iron bar beside him and beat the stupid and brainless scoundrel severely.

  "Damn it, I let you sneak a bite, and you don't know that a virgin is valuable? You wasted so much of my gold coins for nothing... damn it, even if I beat you to death, it's not unjust..."

  "Oh no, oh no, spare my life, I dare not, I will never dare again......" The warehouse keeper rolled around on the ground like a dog.

  After a while, Huang Mao's anger dissipated somewhat. He threw away the iron bar and panted heavily, saying "Lock up those stinky soldiers I just brought in, don't let them starve to death or escape, I have use for them." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and went into the office to rest.

  When the truck loaded with over 300 young black horse new soldiers was tied up and escorted to the underground warehouse, this group of young soldiers went crazy at that time. They had always heard about the cruelty of the population group, but they had never seen it with their own eyes before. Everyone was a native-born child of Hot Sand Port, and those in the cages were their relatives.

  "Third brother, how did you end up here? How did you fall into their hands?"

  "Xiao Li, is that you? I'm your childhood neighbor, Da Tou..."

  "Waaah... Uncle, I'm Xiaoqiang, take me home to find Mom..."

  The entire underground warehouse was in chaos, as the missing friends and relatives were seen, this group of soldiers were furious, ignoring the handcuffs and ropes that bound them, they pounced on their enemies like mad tigers.

  The soldiers attacked the enemy with their heads, teeth and everything that could be used to attack. Several of them were knocked down on the spot, and one poor guy even had his throat bitten through.

  "Fire, fire quickly, kill these stinky soldiers......" The voice of the guard was trembling with fear, and he didn't even notice that he had already approached a cage.

  At the moment when the gunshot sounded, more than a dozen women in the cage, like madmen, rushed towards him and grabbed him from behind to the iron cage. Long fingernails scratched his face desperately, even tearing open his eyelids, and one eyeball was dug out.

  "Ah...... Save me, save my life......" The account book in his hand scattered on the ground like snowflakes, and those wailing women even bit off his ears.

  "Go die, you beast, you're not human..."

  Bang, bang, bang. At this chaotic moment, the gunfire finally rang out. The woman in the cage was shot and became a bloody mess. The soldiers outside the cage were also hit by high-energy beams and were chilled to the bone.

  The soldiers and those goods died in batches, fell down one after another, and finally the yellow hair stopped this massacre.

  "Stop, all of you stop! Have you ever seen such a waste? This is money...!" Just as Huang Mao was standing at the office door, pointing and scolding his subordinates, a black shadow suddenly flashed behind him. The shadow grabbed Huang Mao's throat with one hand, forcibly stifling the second half of his sentence.

  Heiying didn't hesitate at all, and with a sudden burst of strength, he pulled Huangmao into the house, immediately followed by locking the door shut.

  The yellow-haired man was pressed down on the table, just wanting to resist but feeling a heart-piercing pain in his arm, his right arm had almost been twisted off.

  "Stop it, ouch, ouch...... Who are you? What do you want to do? This is the headquarters of the Xing Tang Hui, not a place where you can run amok..."

  Before he could finish speaking, his body had already been flipped over, followed by a series of loud slaps on his face, and after just two or three slaps, Huang Mao's entire face was covered in blood.

  "You beast, open your eyes and see who I am? I'm the unpredictable one, I'm the unpredictable one you're looking for..." Immediately followed by another punch to Huang Mao's abdomen, this kid bent over and vomited acid water.

  "You, you're the unpredictable one... it was you who killed my brother... and now you want to kill me too..." Huang Mao may not be as skilled as others, but the ferocity in his heart was in no way inferior.

  "Haha, you actually found your way here? You're quite resourceful, but have you thought about whether you can get out after getting in?"

  Wu Chang stared at Huang Mao, who was kneeling on the ground, and his heart was so choked that he couldn't speak. He grabbed Huang Mao's hair and pulled him up from the ground alive. "You beast, are you still human? Look at the women and children outside, such young kids, you actually sent them into the fire pit? If it were your own son, would you sell him?"

  "And what about those women? They are living human beings, and you're selling them like animals. What if it were your mother or sister, would you sell them too?"

  The furious scolding only brought out Huang Mao's maniacal laughter "Hahahaha, sell it, why not? As long as the price is high enough, what can't I sell, even if it's myself?"

  "Haha, aren't scholars and generals selling themselves to emperors just for power and money? Aren't the imperial courts sending new recruits to the battlefield just like pushing goods to a slaughterhouse?"

  "When a mother asks for a high dowry from her daughter-in-law, isn't that selling? When an employee signs an unreasonable contract with their boss, isn't that selling? This world is full of buying and selling, why can they sell but I cannot?"

  "You're looking at me coldly, but what's your reason for killing people? You don't care about anything, you just kill because you want to. You killed my brother, and compared to you, I'm the one who's actually sane... You're the real butcher, the real lunatic..."

  His mouth twisted in a sneer, he said coldly, "In the past, my master once told me that there are people in this world who willingly believe in demons. I was always half-believing and half-doubting. But today, I finally found out that such people really exist. Since you're looking for death, then I won't be polite either..."

  "Haha, you want to kill me? Can you kill me? I have over a hundred men outside the warehouse, do you think you can escape?"

  Wú Cháng had already been irritated to death by Huáng Máo. "Alright, alright, you damn well better lift your head and take a look at the wonderful scene outside..." Wú Cháng grabbed Huáng Máo's head and pressed it firmly against the glass.

  Huang Mao looked through the glass and was stunned. He found that on the entire warehouse floor, there was a thin layer of fog, somewhat like dry ice, but absolutely not as dense.

  It was this thin fog that made everyone in the warehouse lose their fighting spirit, whether it was his subordinates or those goods, they were all dizzy and about to fall asleep. Beside them, four or five soldiers wearing breathing masks were cleaning up the thugs.

  The soldiers are really ruthless, no nonsense, just a stab with their bayonet. It seems that these people are truly cruel to the core.

  "Why? Why is it like this?" Until now, the discontent in Huang Mao's mind had somewhat dissipated.

  He stared at him as if he was looking at an idiot "Do you want to know why? Sorry, I'm not interested in telling you, take your doubts with you to hell..."

  He didn't bother explaining anything to Huang Mao. He simply pushed him onto the chair and tied his hands and feet up with a rope.

  "Give me a thrill, you bastard... give me a thrill..." Huang Mao finally knew what fear was. With his unpredictable strength, killing him would be just a matter of one bullet or one punch, but Wu Chang wanted to tie himself up instead. Was this meant to torture him?

  "It's all futile, what's the point? Killing is just a matter of nodding one's head. I'm only dealing with you to avenge my brother, if you're a man, give me a quick death..." Huang Mao's voice was already trembling with tears.

  "Coldly, he said 'I don't need to prove whether I'm a man or not to you, nor do I need your provocation. Aren't you supposed to be fearless? Aren't you ruthless enough? Isn't human life worthless in your eyes? Fine, then go face death alone.'"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger flashed with a cold light, and a blood groove appeared on Huang Mao's left wrist, with bright red blood dripping down.

  Wu Chang ignored Huang Mao, put on a breathing mask, and pushed open the door to enter the warehouse. Before he had even walked ten meters away, the sound of wailing like a slaughtered pig came from the office.

  "Bastard... beast... give me a thrill, give me a thrill... ah..."