Chapter 29 Black Market
The hazy night swallowed darkness quietly, and an abandoned warehouse area near the port quietly woke up with the twilight.
This warehouse originally belonged to a goblin merchant, who contracted the place to temporarily store goods shipped from various places by merchant ships.
However, the goblin's natural greed for money made him make a big mistake later:
In order to make more huge profits, he did not hesitate to try to secretly transport and privately store contraband related to the evil god here.
As a result, the news leaked out, and he was directly reported by his competitors and fellow goblins.
When it comes to dealing with matters related to evil gods, the law enforcement powers of major churches are greater than those of the ruling officials in Greenport, and their handling methods can be described in one sentence:
It is better to kill the wrong person than to let it go.
The news was reported in the morning, and the warehouse was reported in the afternoon.
Within a few hours, the warehouse was blown into ruins by the church team who came to destroy the evil god's contraband using various combat techniques, magic, and divine arts.
The goblin who committed the crime had a very keen sense of smell. When he sensed something was wrong, he immediately bought a VVVIP ticket for the latest goblin airship and decisively ran away from Green Harbor, thus not being caught.
But the ownership of the warehouse district under his name was in a mess. The title deed was still in the hands of the runaway goblin, so no one could take over.
Over time, this area was slowly abandoned and gradually forgotten by the city.
A corner that few people pay attention to will naturally become a gathering place for all kinds of illegal traders.
When Peter and Lena, who were wearing gray robes, stepped into the abandoned warehouse area, the air was filled with all kinds of strange smells, moldy grains, rotten fruits and vegetables, the sour smell of homeless people, and an indescribable pungent smell. Coming at you.
If the usual smell of the alley in front of Lena's tavern is just a little weird, then the smell of the black market in the abandoned warehouse is enough to make people feel physically nauseous.
Peter couldn't help but retched, and hurriedly cast a [Pure Breathing Technique] on both himself and Reina.
"Ugh...don't they find this place disgusting?"
He retched to expel the lingering memory of that smell from his mind, and Pet, who had never experienced such a scene, complained.
The black market in Xiacheng District is not only a gathering place for various illegal traders, but also some homeless people who have lost their properties and have no ability to work live here.
The presence of these homeless people made the Green Harbor Police Department lose interest in managing this area.
Rather than chasing homeless people begging all over the street, it would be better to let them gather in one place to wait for death. The officers who were dawdling in the police station naturally hoped that one thing would be better than one thing less.
This just provides a natural shield for the black market.
Pass through the "defense line" of homeless people on the periphery of the black market and enter the real trading area of the black market.
The figures were similar to those of Peter and Lena. They were all wearing shabby robes or large hoods that could hide their appearance. Everyone was trying to hide their identity and whereabouts.
This place is not like the trade fair that separates the upper and lower urban areas of Greenport. The vendors will enthusiastically introduce their goods and try to attract potential customers passing by. It is always bustling and lively at all times;
On the contrary, the black market environment appears oppressive.
The unknown businessman places the items he intends to sell on the cloth beside him. If someone likes a certain item, he will go over and chat in a low voice, agree on the price, take the money with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other.
The specific content of the conversation will not be known to a third party other than the buyer and seller.
Peter looked at the black market stalls.
It was both his and Rena's first time to the black market.
In addition to various conventional items such as weapons, armor, artwork, gems, materials or magic scrolls that cannot be confirmed as authentic. There are also those who sell information or intelligence, those who distribute or accept commissions, and those who issue rewards. Even Bate saw more special "commodities":
In the southeast corner of the black market, an area was clearly marked out Coming out of a much spacious area, three men without robes were squatting or sitting. Next to them was an iron cage about 1 meter high and several meters long and wide.
In the cramped cage, several young women wore brown leather collars around their necks. Due to the height limit of the cage, they had to maintain a kneeling posture with their heads bowed.
From time to time, someone would come over there, talk to the three men for a few words, and then take out their money bag and take out a dozen copper coins. The latter would then open the cage door with a strange smile, pull out a woman from inside, and in front of her. An iron chain is tied to the collar, and then the customer leads it to a dimly lit corner behind the iron cage.
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"spit!"
"I just heard about it before, but I didn't expect the people of the Blood Fang Gang to be so heartless!" Rena cursed angrily in a low voice.
"Are those also members of the Blood Fang Gang?" Peter frowned.
In this kind of black market where everyone is trying their best to hide their identities, but those few men can show their identities carelessly, there is only one possibility:
The other party is not afraid of others knowing their true identity, and they are confident!
Leina hummed softly: "Those people have blood-colored fangs tattooed on their bodies. This is the unique symbol of the Blood Fang Gang."
"What's going on with those women?"
"The Blood Fang Gang has opened many casinos and clubs in Xiacheng District. I have heard that if the waitresses there do not do well and their performance fails to meet the standards, the Blood Fang Gang will use various methods to punish them."
"For example... drag them to the black market and force them to serve..."
Pete understood.
In Greenport, while special needs transactions are legal, they must be done voluntarily by both parties.
Those women wearing collars, looking at the frightened expressions on their faces when they were pulled out of the iron cage, it was obvious that they were not willing.
"Unscrupulous."
Peter knew that the gangs in the lower town of Green Harbor were very powerful, but he did not expect that the Blood Fang Gang could do such evil.
In the border town of Pet's hometown, although there were sometimes conflicts between nobles and commoners, they were all within the scope of order.
But what the Blood Fang Gang did had clearly crossed the line.
The Blood Fang Gang obviously didn't take Green Harbor's laws seriously. In other words, in the lower city where law and order was chaotic and crime was rampant, they had their own set of "rules" that replaced the law.
Peter originally thought that in order to solve Lena's troubles, he only needed to develop the God of Knowledge sect in Greenport, recruit enough people, and have enough strength to let the Bloodfang Gang know that there are people behind Lena who are not easy to mess with. Naturally, they would not dare to come to the tavern to cause trouble again.
But seeing the bloodfang gang's lawless behavior, Pete had a hunch:
I'm afraid things can't be solved that easily.
If it were the former lying-down Pat who was just waiting to die, and realized how difficult the matter was, he might have backed down and prepared to give up.
But now that he had the backing of the God of Knowledge, Pate was emboldened.
Peter gently held Reina's hand: "Don't worry, now is not the time to confront them head-on. Don't forget the purpose of our coming here."
"When we grow up, we can take care of them!"
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(End of chapter)