Chapter 111: Dark Solo Dance (Merry Christmas!)
Old man Jacob spoke first: "We, the Cult of the God of Knowledge, are absolutely neutral organizations that emphasize the sharing and exchange of knowledge. Anything we don't have can be shared or exchanged. Here's our initial list of knowledge. ”
The old man raised the pine staff in his hand, which was shaped like a lollipop, and a blue ball of light slowly rose.
As soon as Wang Hao's fingertips touched, a large amount of data flowed into the system like a waterfall and was displayed again.
This is based on the transmission of spiritual power.
Another quicksand emissary, a dwarf common in Western fantasy stories, with an orange-red beard and a trident-shaped braid, walked up and shook Wang Hao's hand: "Chris Hammer! Only Desert Gold and Wine will be accepted. ”
After saying that, he sat back down.
The last one is a green-skinned goblin, this product is short enough, and it is hunchbacked: "I am Lyle Gao Lide, representing the Baisha Chamber of Commerce Alliance, specifically the second boss of the [Shuangli Chamber of Commerce]." Valuable customers can consider trading directly with our chamber of commerce, double benefit, double benefit, both sides benefit. We are willing to buy your clean water and food at a high price. ”
Then he found that his outstretched hand was not being held by the other party.
"I'm sorry! I'm not in the habit of shaking hands with goblins. Because every time I shake hands with a goblin, I have to look back and count carefully whether I am missing two fingers. Wang Hao's cold words made Jacob and Chris laugh.
The old man is covering his mouth.
The dwarf fired directly: "Hahaha! Lyle, look at you! People who don't know you can see through your essence." ”
Lyle was a little annoyed: "Your Excellency, this is a misunderstanding. You don't know me, it's a prejudice against goblins......"
"I want to believe you?Yes, as long as you agree to accept my soul torture......" Wang Hao slowly stretched out his right hand wrapped in black armor.
Wang Hao will torture the soul of a fart, just the aura of his great demon king, coupled with the terrifying momentum of the hard black claw society, purely bluffing.
In the eyes of the cunning goblins, Jason's black hands were simply a terrible dark cloud that was about to engulf him...... All the money!
If you want to die, you can't give it if you want money!
This is a goblin!
Lyle was so frightened that even if it was a poisonous tentacle chair, he sat on it in order to hide behind old man Jacob.
The old man and the dwarf laughed even more merrily.
I saw Lord Jason shrug his shoulders, and there seemed to be regret in his voice: "It seems that we still can't trust each other." ”
This goblin is the typical type of cannibalism that does not spit out bones.
At most, other families are poisoned in Xiangli, and Lyle is poisoned in Xiang.
Through the members of the Black Claw Society that Wang Hao had caught before, he learned about N Dolaire's 'glorious deeds'.
For example, a werewolf was drunk and just had no money and wanted to drink, so he accidentally borrowed a super loan shark of 9 out of 130 for Lyle.
That's right, Lyle saw that the werewolf was drunk and directly added a zero to the contract repayment ratio.
The next day the werewolf woke up and was sold to the gladiatorial arena, even if he died, it was not enough, he had to sell the whole family of she-wolves and wolf cubs, and when the whole family died, they would be chopped into meat sauce, mixed with clay and sold to the poor, and even the bones were made into bone knives and sold.
This black-hearted dog has not died yet, because he cleverly found a good dock......
Lyle can say that every drop of his blood is black.
Leaving aside this black-hearted ghost, Wang Hao was able to talk to the remaining two envoys.
The so-called envoy is just to set the tone, and to go back to negotiate concretely, that is, to let the people below talk.
After sending all the messengers away, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Only then did he realize that the demon queen was sitting quietly next to the throne, looking at him without saying a word.
"Oh, so well-behaved?" Wang Hao said coldly.
The demon queen was not annoyed at all, and smiled indifferently: "If my master wants me to be a so-called 'tool man', then I will be a tool man." ”
Wang Hao was taken aback, because the three words 'tool man' said by the demon queen are not Egyptian, but Chinese!
I don't know where I heard it, but I ignored the language barrier and directly understood the meaning and context of the word.
Almost subconsciously, he pinched the neck of the demon queen's long and smooth body with one hand: "You ......"
There was cringe and horror in the eyes of the demon queen, and it was more of a humble obedience.
Obviously, Wang Hao used a little more strength, and her neck was about to be twisted, she trembled and carried her hands behind her back, closed her eyes, closed her mouth, and looked like she was being slaughtered.
"Chinese...... How many will you have?" Wang Hao slightly let go of his palm, still holding her neck.
"Ahem! Master. You didn't keep me in a confined dark space, just on the surface of my armor, and I can still hear some of your servants' daily conversations. The demon queen confessed.
Wang Hao's hands were trembling.
This woman is too demonic! She is worthy of being a cow man in history who knows the nine Chinese languages.
Any existence that can leave a name in the long history is not a simple commodity.
Miscalculated?
Perhaps!
Wang Hao realized that even if it wasn't his intention, he still had to let the demon queen participate more in the affairs of Abyss City.
Quite simply, he has no one under him.
Ash is too simple, she may be a powerful shooter, but with her temperament, she is only afraid that she will be sold to Hualou by a guy like Lyle and help others count the money.
Liu Yuecian is a working girl in reality after all. She participated so much, Wang Hao was afraid. Play a goof, and he's done.
Balu and his ilk are destined to be tool men.
Strictly speaking, the demon queen is not so scary. She may have a strong desire for power, but in history it was Caesar and Anthony who knelt down and she was forced to change her backer. As long as the master is strong enough, she has no record of fighting against the master.
That's why Wang Hao allowed the demon queen to contact Anubis and let him cooperate with Liu Yuecian to act again. Anubis refused to serve his king, but was loyal to the Ptolemaic royal family.
Of course, to fully subdue him, it was necessary to destroy Ptolemy 13 first.
If the foreign enemy is too strong, Wang Hao will have to play this dog's head card.
Looking at the beautiful face of the demon queen with low eyebrows, even if she knows that she is a monster now, she still has a feeling that it will be a pity to give it away or destroy it.
She's the kind of person you can allow her to play as a baby elk and don't want to see someone else riding an elk. Hopefully, she only has facial cleanser on her face and a small mouth that is only used to eat apples.
Wang Hao finally let go of the hand holding the back of the demon's neck.
"I can allow you to learn the language of my homeland, but you are absolutely forbidden to exchange any form of information with Parana and my shrimp men. Once you break this taboo, I can only destroy you!" Wang Hao said calmly, and the demon queen listened quietly.
This is Wang Hao's bottom line, and it is also the guillotine on the neck of the demon queen.
"Yes! I wouldn't do it. The demon queen pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, when the master entertained the messengers, I was still thinking about whether the master wanted me to dance. Otherwise, I'll give the master a jump. ”
"Don't! I'm not interested! Give me a claw!" Wang Hao directly replied to her three times, and easily put her into the Demon King Armor.
Who knew that in the dark armor space, the demon queen covered the snake body with a cloud of black mist, and then danced a rather intense dance without a sound, although there was no soundtrack, but Wang Hao could feel that kind of energetic feeling in his mind.
She threw him a flying eye, and with the shaking of her proud upper body, the thick exoticism and wordless sexiness spread out like this.