Everyone was a little surprised, how could they be targeted as soon as they came.

Hussere looked at the crowd outside, and said, "Could it be that you are looking for trouble with others, it just so happens that we are here." ”

"I don't think so." Brazil shook his head, as a hunter, he was sensitive to human malice.

His first special specialty as a hunter is 'Humanoid Rival', and he is sensitive to the malevolence of humanoids.

As a game term, on his minimap, a circle of red dots is surrounding him.

Of course, they believe the words of good friends.

Roland thought for a while and said, "Let's go down, since we're looking for us, we can't avoid this matter, after all, we still have to do a mission on the side of Beichenlin." ”

Beta thought for a moment and said, "It's a pity that I let Greenton go on errands, otherwise with his identity, I guess I should be able to talk to the people here." ”

"Is he powerful?"

"The heir to the throne of Bronze Drum City, I heard him brag that as long as he is the city lord of Kholaiwen, he knows everything."

Brazil was more upright and didn't understand what the other party Beta meant: "What's the use of knowing the city lord, these are obviously mercenaries and professionals." ”

Beta blinked, oh, he didn't know Brazil too well, and he didn't know if he should interface or not.

Roland smiled and said, "These mercenaries are obviously members of the Silver Mercenary Group that drove us away just now, and they rented the North Morning Forest from the City Lord, so if you know the City Lord, you may be able to make sense." ”

Brazil said 'oh'.

His character is like this, very straight, too lazy to think about so many twists and turns, otherwise he wouldn't be a hunter, in addition to a group of friends in the game, he wanders in the woods all day long, dealing with beasts all day long.

As he spoke, Roland led the other four downstairs.

Sure enough, the group of mercenaries surrounded the entire tavern and drove away all the occupants, except Roland and them.

It was just a large group of people standing in the main hall of the hotel, lined up left and right.

In the circle is a middle-aged man, wearing silver-white armor.

Of course, this armor could not have been made of silver, but it was just painted with a layer of silver powder.

It doesn't take much money.

This person sat in the crowd of sanitation, sideways, one right side on the table to support half of his body, and the other hand held a small wine glass to drink alone, looking very aura.

Roland took the lead and walked down.

F6 looked at this posture and muttered, sure enough, the person who came was not good.

There are probably more than twenty professionals, most of them are LV2, or LV3, but the man sitting in the middle is already a master, LV10.

His left and right hands, an archer, and a shield battle, are LV5 and LV6 respectively.

Such a lineup, in the country of Hollevon, is already quite powerful.

On Roland's side, except for Roland, who is LV7, everyone else is LV5, and there is a gap in top combat power, and there is a gap in quantity.

At first glance, this seems to be a hanging pearl in battle, but Roland feels that when it comes to fighting, his side still has an advantage.

Li Lin is a rich second generation, and his personality is the most irritable among his friends, he walked straight forward, slapped his giant sword on the table, and after a bang, directly pressed a white mark on the thick tabletop.

He looked at the middle-aged man and said unhappily: "What do you mean by bringing so many people to block us?" ”

"Barbarians?" The middle-aged man looked Li Lin up and down, and sneered: "When will the barbarians also be qualified to talk to me, get out of the way, don't humiliate yourself." ”

"!" Li Lin was so angry that he was about to jump up, but thinking about it, he endured it again, stood up again, and said to Roland, "You come and talk to him." ”

Then he stepped aside.

Next to them, Brazil and Hussere were laughing.

Especially Hou Sere, he smiled happily: "It's not that you don't know the status of barbarians, this is all rushing forward, and you have suffered in vain for more than a year." ”

"Don't talk about it." Li Lin sighed: "Thinking that I am in reality, I am arrogant, how many people call me Li Shao, and I am despised to death in the game, it's really interesting." ”

Brazil and Hosère were smiling even more, and there was a jovial atmosphere around them.

Roland sat down in front of the middle-aged man and said with a smile, "I should be qualified to talk to you." ”

"Mage, of course." The middle-aged man nodded and lightly tapped the table: "Could it be that the aristocratic kid next to you is not as good as you?" ”

The middle-aged man glanced at Beta.

In the career setting, Beta's aristocratic status is impossible for ordinary people to ignore.

Beta waved his hand behind him: "Just leave this matter to Brother Roland." ”

"Okay." The middle-aged man felt a little strange, but he didn't want to delve into it either.

The identity of the magician is equivalent to the nobility by default, so since the real nobles are not willing to talk about it, there is no problem in talking to the magician.

The middle-aged man did not feel insulted.

"You want to go into our woods today, don't you?" The middle-aged man shook his body, his hair was very short, a little flat, and his face looked ordinary, but he had the temperament of a leader, which was quite tasteful.

Roland nodded: "But we didn't go in." ”

"It doesn't matter if you get in or not." The middle-aged man laughed: "But we know that there is something in it that attracts you." ”

Roland raised an eyebrow.

"So!" The middle-aged man leaned forward and put his head not far in front of Roland: "What do you want to take from there, can you tell me?" ”

Roland leaned back slightly, it wasn't that he was afraid of the other party.

It's that this middle-aged man's breath is a little stinky.

The middle-aged man saw Roland's leaning back, and he wanted to laugh in his heart, he thought that Roland was afraid of himself.

Roland leaned back a little and said, "We're just going there to hunt some animals to get food, and since we're not allowed to enter, we're not going to come out!" ”

"You're stupid for me?" The middle-aged man pointed at Roland, and then at Beta: "A magician, a nobleman, obviously well-fed and clothed, even if your entourage looks quite well dressed, you still live in this kind of hotel, will you go hunting for food?" And as soon as he arrived in this city, he went directly to the North Morning Forest to hunt for food. Unless it's for a purpose. ”

Roland closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Can you stay away from me, your mouth stinks!" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned.

F6: Everyone smiled at the corners of their mouths.

"What if I don't let it?" The middle-aged man had lost some square inches, and his expression was a little ugly.

"Then let's go." Roland said indifferently.

After staring at Roland for a while, the middle-aged man sat back in his chair.

Roland continued: "What do you call it? ”

"Silver Mercenary Regiment, Deputy Leader, Sbarra." The middle-aged man snorted: "It's worthy of being a magician, it's very cunning, and he snatched my initiative away at once." But I'll put my words here first, if you don't make your intentions clear, don't think about entering the North Morning Forest. ”

Roland's fingers lightly tapped on the table, he stared at the middle-aged man's face, and after a while, said, "Don't you ask us about our identities?" ”

"No, Son of Gold, we know. If you were not the Children of Gold, we would not have come yet, for who now does not know that wherever the Children of Gold appear, there will be wealth. Your actions, as your name suggests, are a race of chasing gold and wealth. ”

Not to mention Roland at this moment, even Brazil and others find it a little incredible.

"Since you know that we are the children of gold, you dare to come to us for trouble?" Roland was a little surprised.

"Yes, you don't grow old or die. I can resurrect it, and it's pretty powerful. The middle-aged man nodded and said, "But that's not a reason for us to be afraid of you, after all, in the matter of Winter Wind City, your golden son has a weakness now." ”

What's going on!

Roland looked back at Brazil, Li Lin and the others.

They shook their heads and said they didn't know what the so-called 'weakness' was, but Beta pondered for a while and said, "I heard that after those Black Leaf players were killed by the queen hundreds of times, they were all deleted, so now there are rumors in the aristocratic circle that if they don't take the initiative to provoke and hurt the Children of Gold, the Children of Gold will not dare to attack humans casually, otherwise they will be hunted down by the gods and expelled from this world." ”

Roland sighed.

Beta continued: "And our people have really been a lot more restrained lately, so it gives them the feeling that we don't dare to mess around. ”

It's not that I feel, it's that players really don't dare to mess around.

After all, they want to play the game for a while longer.

There is only one such game in the world now, and the game developer is unwilling to release more virtual cabins, and if it is marked with black leaves, it will almost have to say goodbye to this game, and then the heart will jump off the building.

Roland turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and smiled: "We really don't dare to do it casually now, but you don't dare to touch us either, otherwise we will have a legitimate reason to fight back." ”

"At most, it's just a beating, and you dare to kill people casually?" Sbara laughed and said, "We mercenaries with our heads tied to the waistband of our trousers, we are not even afraid of death, and we still hold and be beaten? Besides, we don't plan to do anything to you, it's just that you don't tell your purpose, don't think about entering the North Morning Forest in the future, and we'll drive you away when we see it. ”

"Think about it yourself."

Sbarra smirked and left with a group of professionals.

After the people of the Silver Mercenary Group left, Li Lin frowned: "What should I do now?" It's a bit disgusting for the other party to do this. It's that we think we have money to make and want to come in and get a piece of the pie. Damn, Lao Tzu is most annoyed by this kind of NPC who is clever and knows how to disgust people, it is very difficult to deal with, and it is not a hit, and it will be laughed at as a coward when he leaves. ”

Roland stood up and said, "This Sbarra is a bit stupid, he actually dares to spend money with our golden son." ”

Now Li Lin was reluctant: "Hey, I just said that he is very difficult to deal with, and you call him stupid, isn't this a disguised call for me to be stupid?" ”

Roland looked at him stunned and didn't say a word.

"I'm Gan!" Li Lin scolded himself helplessly.

Roland smiled and said, "Hou Selei, you go and investigate the information of the Silver Mercenary Group, including their size, residence, and sphere of influence. Then Beta and the rest of us, once they got the information, went to their sphere of influence and found a way to trigger the mission. I don't believe it, such an arrogant mercenary group has never done anything to bully men and women, we come one by one, and when we get the task, we will beat people, I see if they dare to fight back, I see how long they can last! ”