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"It's not our mother, why should we listen to those little things, he said to give us the profit, the devil knows what it will be, the Kington family gave us a full 10,000 gold coins, a price increase of 1,500 gold a day, where can we find such a good job. ”

Sitting on the sofa in the hall, the leader of the adventure group crossed Erlang's legs, holding a genuine tobacco in his left hand and a glass of red wine in his right hand, the young people who were enjoying a good life laughed with all the peers present, as members of the adventure group, you are not interested in the Prairie Elf Chamber of Commerce, as conservatives, they prefer to believe in themselves.

It was beautiful until the adventurous poet-diplomat walked into the hall with a big bald head.

"Lao Zhang, who is this. Seeing that it was his own diplomat who brought him, the head of the regiment hurriedly put down the cigarettes and alcohol in his hand, and stood up and asked.

"This is a diplomat from the local 'Steadfast Faith' warband, and he said that there is something very important to tell you directly. The middle-aged poet also had an unclear face.

The head of the regiment hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Hello." As the largest warband in the local area, he naturally knows what this 'Firm Faith' warband is - please, this is one of the three largest warbands that can be fought in the Tohitt City and Ammato area, since the first open era, this pure clergy warband has been active in the front line of the war against the undead, and it can be said that it is the most transcendent warband in the region, it does not participate in the war between warbands, but as long as they are afraid of being besieged by evil or seriously injured people, they will help, so' Hold fast to the faith' has a very high reputation.

"Hello, Captain Gaode, this time I came here, I was asked by the local head of the steppe elf caravan, that lady hopes that you will not help anyone in the Kington family, the door of friendship is not closed. The bald head should be a paladin, but today he is not wearing armor, but a leather robe, and his words made the head of the regiment frown: "Your Excellency, I really didn't know that the one from the Prairie Elf Chamber of Commerce could actually walk your way." ”

"This group has always maintained a good friendship with the Steppe Elf Chamber of Commerce, this time, that lady is really very obsessed with wanting everyone to give up their support for the Kington family, so ......" The bald head paused, looking at everyone's puzzlement and silence, he seemed to have some sudden realization and said: "By the way, I take the liberty of asking, do you think that the friendship of the steppe elves is a little too illusory?"

"Yes, Your Excellency. Although he was a little dissatisfied with this bald head as a lobbyist, the young leader still tried his best not to come out - these square ears and pointed ears are really crazy about the infiltration of the Earth player warband!

"In that case, then I can't say anything, please let me leave. The bald head came strangely, and the walk was also strange, everyone in the adventure group looked at each other speechlessly, only the dwarf thief frowned: "I've heard that the 'Stick to the Faith' warband is notoriously neutral, is it really good that we don't sell this face." ”

"Please, we have an income of 11,500 gold a day, and 1,500 gold a day, Lao Xiao, tell me where we can find such a lucrative opportunity. The human mage retorted.

"But ......"

"Okay, don't do it, since you have chosen this road, whether it is the Sunshine Road or the single-plank bridge, you only need one way to go to the dark. Uncle Highlander said as he walked to the Arcane Refrigerator on the other side of the hall: "Speaking of which, this thing is the best proof that technology has changed lives, what do you want." ”

Ice soda, ice cream, and cold beer, just as the uncle lowered down to open the frozen door below, he suddenly noticed that the door of the hall to the front hall was pushed open, and the frightened native, and the strange figure behind him with his whole face under the hood, but with a pair of pure white black vertical pupils.

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"They didn't agree, sorry, it doesn't seem like everyone thinks of your friendship as a treasure. As soon as the bald head left, he explained to the person in charge through the virtual screen.

"In this case, the final negotiation has failed, and it seems that this matter will not end well, so please tell the other warbands and adventure groups that in this matter, the Prairie Elf Chamber of Commerce will abandon its usual policy of making money peacefully, and if you can't be friends, you can only be enemies. ”

"Well, no problem, Your Excellency. The bald head nodded.

He didn't notice that a smoke-filled figure walked behind him.

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Pushed open the door of the trading house, pulled the small crossbow that had been prepared, the crossbow arrow penetrated the forehead of the aboriginal bodyguard who was looking at the wind in the front hall, did not load, but directly abandoned it, the silence spell in his left hand invisibly choked the neck of another mage bodyguard, he wanted to run towards the door of the inward walk with a frightened face, but the next second the hidden arrow penetrated his heart, and the lifeless corpse smashed on the carpet, and the precious cashmere carpet that was originally used to show wealth became an accomplice of the invaders at this moment.

The kitten pulled up his hood and strode to the gate, which was opened for him. A frightened waiter stumbled open the door, and it was a player in a priest's robe who caught his eye, the cat cub took a big stride, and the next second used the shaman's elemental flash to come behind him, and the cat cub pulled out a long knife, first with a knife handle, the human figure lying forward was thrown backwards, and then the kitten's right foot swept the priest's calf, which took the opportunity to blow his whole person into the air, and in the next second, the raised long knife cut off the head from top to bottom.

Turning, the long knife swung away the flying arrows, and the kitten ran two quick steps, jumped up to the coffee table that flew by, and then the long knife that came out of his hand nailed the mage who wanted to cast the spell to the wall.

Descending from the ground, the left arm guard that popped out the stabbing blade accurately supported the long sword that came from the slashing surface, and the cat cub deflected the long sword and his master with a strong swing, and then the short sword in his right hand stabbed it along his waist.

Taking a step back, he let the thief's flying snatch, and at the same time his outstretched right hand grabbed the dwarf's belt, and brought him to the ground, and the bayonet blade of his left hand was handed back, holding the long sword that was slashing at him, and then he turned around, and with his right hand pulled out the tactical knife at his waist, and stabbed it into the neck of the sneak attacker, and with one turn and one pull, the poet fell to the ground covering the wound gushing with blood.

The long tail rolled up the axe, Marceau turned around, and pulled out the air nail gun to accurately send the small road spike into the bear head of the druid who turned into a bear, and a fatal penetration directly took his life, and the thick skin and flesh couldn't stop the +4 nail with its own penetration effect.

The priestess had already loaded her double-barreled shotgun by this time, but the axe embedded in her forehead prevented her from raising it, and by the time she fell on the carpet, the dwarf had already crawled up, and he grabbed the chair beside him and rushed towards the kitten.

In response, the kitten caught the chair with his left hand, pressed the dwarf's forehead with his right hand, and the spouting stabbing blade penetrated his forehead without the slightest difficulty. Pushing the corpse away, the shaman threw lightning arrows, but for Marceau, a lightning arrow failed to penetrate the red dragon robe on his body, and the cat cub loaded the nail gun in his hand with a new road spike, lifted it, and nailed the halfling shaman who pulled out the hammer and desperately nailed it directly to the wall.

Put away the nail gun and walked up to the mage, the latter who had been pierced through the heart was already dead, Marceau pulled out his long knife and turned his head to look at the warrior who was struggling to get up, the short sword at his waist was still there, it looked like he had either opened some blood to cut off the pain senses, or he was a real tough guy.

"Die!" the warrior charged at the kitten with his long sword, but his attack was parried by the kitten very easily, and with a turn, the kitten reached out and grabbed the hilt of the dagger, and then a backrest impact knocked the warrior down, and the dagger was dragged out of the wound. Putting away the long knife, the kitten cub with the short sword in hand walked up to the warrior, raised the short sword, stabbed the short sword through the back of the warrior's head, and then pressed it down hard.

A sage once said that birds die for food, and people die for money, since you can't be friends, then be enemies, everyone. (To be continued.) )