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You pick up your official salt credentials and walk to the door of the sea salt vendor.

A group of people behind him hurriedly followed!

"My lord, do you really want to play like this, the guards of the whole market are basically concentrated in this area, we can't afford to lose!"

"I said he was a typical breaker, and now we're all at stake!"

"Is it too late for me to escape?"

"Calm, calm...... Ouch. ”

What did you do to make this group so nervous? Just walk over and hand over a card. You're very calm...... And the only guy who takes it easy. Raymond quickly lowered his head to check all the equipment on his body, "Rainbow Shadows" confirmed the spell they had prepared, Hathaway rolled her skirt directly above her knees so that she could escape at any time, Annette took a handkerchief and began to wipe her forehead, and the scholar's face became whiter than the first snow. You set off suddenly, leaving everyone unprepared and completely unsure of what to engrave on your tombstone.

When you come to the grand building,

The market guard leader who guarded the gate looked as burly and muscular as Raymond, with a sinister body, very well-equipped and completely undisguised to exude the aura of magical equipment all over his body. He noticed that you were walking straight up, glanced at you coldly, and then waved his hand at you arrogantly: "Hey, you guys, idle people are not allowed to approach, why should you go." ”

So, you shook your official salt certificate in front of his eyes.

Oh hoo,

The escort leader took the document from your hand with two fingers, looked at the front and back, and then asked casually: "Why have I never seen you before?

What the!

Several people behind you suddenly looked panicked. How did you see through it? Why did you know that this document had been picked up at a glance? Isn't it just an ordinary card?

It's mine!—you assert it.

"Hahaha, don't give me. The escort leader immediately laughed, then beckoned, and the other guards gathered one after another. They are in a state of readiness, resting their hands on the hilts of their swords, and scrutinizing each of you with emotionless eyes.

It's mine!—you repeat it again.

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The escort leader gently patted you on the cheek with the card and smiled: "There is information on this card, don't you know? Of course you don't know, because it's hidden." Let me read it to you—"Card holder, gender: female...... Is there a woman like you?"

...... And anti-counterfeiting features?

I've never heard of it!

Lying in the big groove.

Now it's too late for you to change your story and say that you picked it up, you are already surrounded by more than thirty high-level guards. Even if you and Raymond survive, the likes of Hathaway and Annette will be the decorations on the floor.

The escort leader put his face close, stared at your eyes, and asked word by word: "Silly Que, Lao Tzu asked you something." Where is the original owner of this card?"

There's not much time for you to think about it, how are you going to answer?

A, admit that the card is not yours, but you can explain it.

B, continue to insist that this card is yours and don't understand what he's talking nonsense. (Chairman Sansiah)

C, pump him, and then act calm. (Pure Death)