After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

On the other side, Ye Min had returned to the headquarters of the Fourth Military Region. After two consecutive meetings, he finally remembered something.

"what's up?"

Ye Min dialed the communicator and heard Han Zhuo's voice on the other end. He seemed to be taking a rest and his voice sounded lazy.

"If you don't want to be homeless again because of the appeasers' suicide, it's best to follow them," said Ye Min.

"What's wrong?" Han Zhuo's voice suddenly became serious.

"See for yourself."

As the former deputy sergeant major of the First Military Region, Han Zhuo can of course check the messages with low security levels on the military network. He can still check them, but he doesn't need to this time because Ye Min has already pushed them to him.

He watched Song Yu and the three little guys fighting surrounded by 8 SS-level monsters. There were several dangerous situations and Han Zhuo almost fainted. The power of 8 SS-level monsters is much greater than dealing with eight SS-level monsters one by one. Their power will interact with each other, and the scene will be extremely chaotic, making it difficult to defend against.

Han Zhuo tried to dial Song Yu's number.

"Master, I..." He suddenly didn't know what to say. If the person in front of him wasn't his master, he might have scolded him for being ignorant of his own life, but as a matchmaker, he could only suppress his anger, "I have a vacation soon, why don't we..."

"Are you coming over too? That's perfect. Bring the Flying Kite with you." Song Yu seemed to be in a hurry, and her tone was urgent. "The Flying Kite has a new medical cabin installed, which is perfect for us."

Do you need to use a medical cabin for serious injuries?

All Ye Min gave was a distant video of the spacecraft, which only allowed him to clearly see Song Yu and his companions, but he had no idea whether they were injured.

Han Zhuo did not dare to delay for a moment and immediately went to find Zhang Nanyi to take a leave. Half a day later, the Feiyuan left Planet 002 in the Capital Star Circle.

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Song Yu followed Sha Lang into a very dilapidated place in the town of Desert Planet 0001. It was even dirtier than the slums on Earth. There were out-of-control beast-shaped matchers appearing at any time, and many people looked like they had lost their souls. It was said that they had taken some kind of hallucinogenic drug.

Advertisements for child and organ trafficking are everywhere. In comparison, engaging in sex work is very normal and rare. Of course, most of the workers here are men, but there are also women, although they are very rare.

"Most of them are criminals, especially women. They would not have ended up here if they had not committed heinous crimes. They have no decent identity," said Sha Lang.

Therefore, even female comforters cannot find a legitimate match, and they must rely on their own money to support themselves, just like these male fugitives.

"Wei Meng will be here?"

"I'm not sure if he's still here, but he must have been here."

"Why?" Song Yu asked.

The light was a little dim, and the dilapidated surroundings and the dull eyes of passers-by made her feel uncomfortable.

"He has nothing. The first step for most criminals arriving on Desert Planet is to sell their organs," Sha Lang turned around and looked at Song Yu.

"Sell..." Song Yu opened her eyes wide. She had been here for so long, and although she had heard of organ trading, she always felt that it was very mysterious and far away from her. She didn't expect to encounter it today.

Sha Lang was right. The human organ trade in the Interstellar Empire was very chaotic. It was illegal on the surface, but in reality it was very dark and cruel.

Although there are medical cabins, they are unable to treat some completely necrotic organs and severed limbs, even some nerve tissues and brain tissues, which can be bought and sold on the Desert Star.

"If you don't like it, I'll go by myself."

"No, this is my job after all."

As they were talking, the two of them arrived in front of a small black wooden door. Five minutes later, Sha Lang knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was very impatient.

"I have an appointment—" the man said, then stopped mid-sentence, looking at Sha Lang's face. "Who are you? Oh, Boss Sha, you are an honored guest."

"Look for your boss."

Sha Lang is not the kind of person who would waste time talking to others.

"Okay, Boss Sha, of course there will be no obstacles."

Sha Lang was invited in and he followed the man familiarly.

Twenty minutes later, there was another knock on the black wooden door, and the person who had just led Sha Lang in opened the door impatiently again.

This time, the face that appeared before him was that of a strange woman. She was dressed in tattered clothes, her hair was scattered behind her head, her face was dirty and there was a wound on it.

"What do you do?" the man asked.

"I heard that you can make money here?" the woman asked him timidly.

The man looked the woman up and down, and with obvious malice, asked, "How much money do you want to make?"

"The more, the better." The woman shrank back, seeming very scared.

"How are you?"

"what?"

"How are you?"

"Yeah." The woman nodded.

"Come with me."

The woman was Song Yu. She had finally found a set of clothes like this and she and Sha Lang split up to look for Wei Meng.

Fortunately, this person's vigilance is not very high.

She followed the man in. On the surface, it was a very dilapidated house, until the man took her through twists and turns and into the basement, and the decoration suddenly changed.

After entering the basement, the man who led Song Yu in became bolder. His claws were about to touch Song Yu's arm, but Song Yu turned around and dodged.

"Sir, I just want to make money. I don't do that kind of business."

Song Yu lowered his head, pretending not to dare to look him in the eye, and spoke timidly.

"Making money, that kind of business is the most profitable for women, don't you know?" the man said.

Song Yu turned around and walked away, saying as he walked, "Actually, I've heard of this place before, otherwise I wouldn't have come in so rashly. I think I can sell a kidney, or a section of intestines, or an eye or an ear, etc. I just want some money. If that's all you want, then I'll leave."

The man obviously had a lot of patience. Women were extremely rare in such places, especially young women, who were even rarer than S-level monsters.

What he didn't know was that in the Fourth Military Region, S-level monsters were not uncommon.

"That's very scary. What if I scare you?" He stopped Song Yu and said, "Our boss is meeting an important guest and doesn't have time to see you. Wait here."

Of course Song Yu knew who was inside. She smiled, not trying to be particularly charming, but it somehow attracted people's attention.

This was what Han Zhuo taught her in the anti-charm class. She learned some basic techniques and put them into practice, but for a young man who had hardly ever seen a woman, it was enough to make him lose his mind for a while.

"Your boss has something important to discuss. How about you take me around first? This is the first time I do something like this, and I'm a little scared." Song Yu's tone was pleading.

The man's concentration was very weak, so he fell into the trap. After a moment's hesitation, he agreed, "Okay, I'll take you there. There's a kidney seller there, but kidneys aren't worth much. They're in plentiful supply."

"Is there someone inside?" Song Yu's heart moved.

The man stopped and smiled handsomely with his round face, "A fugitive with nothing, after being anesthetized, hehe."