"Fuck your uncle!"

The communicator directly shouted and cursed.

"If there is an emergency, 2 million, I will mortgage the house and pay it off within three months."

Hearing the mortgage, Ge Erfat's tone immediately changed: "Lao Xia, with the friendship between the two of us, you said that I could give this money immediately, but you have to tell me what you are doing with this money." ”

"If you want to earn this money, sign a contract with me, and if you say more, I'll find someone else."

With Sherlock's current assets and development, it is not difficult to borrow 2 million, and he can even afford to borrow it from all the friends on the communication list who have a good relationship, and he doesn't even need interest.

But in this way, it is troublesome, and secondly, it is far less direct to owe many people favors than dealing with a mercenary guy like Ge Erfat.

"Now it's so horizontal to borrow money." Ge Erpang complained, but the contract was ready to be sent.

No lender would turn down such a good customer, and a 12% return in three months is already considered usury.

Ge Erfat's work efficiency is still quite high, and when Sherlock gets the money, only three minutes have passed, and he is also very moody to look at the expressions of the rest of the people.

It doesn't look like it's going to be very good.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can come to this conclusion.

The little white face is a family person, and the family's expenses are not small;

Lois is an artist, and it can be seen from his usual behavior that he is a complete hedonist, and it is impossible to have savings;

Fuyun, a bitter and vengeful child, must not be better at home;

In the end, the return wind seems to be the most threatening, after all, there have been no tens of millions of years of continuation, and millions must have been made up, but with his personality, it is the most unlikely to grab this equipment from everyone.

And the fact is just as Sherlock analyzed, he only spent 2.82 million to snatch this coffin from everyone.

Of course, if you count his own dividends, the weapon actually sold a total of 3.6 million.

In the envious eyes of the crowd, Sherlock put the equipment into the spatial ring, and he had a hunch that he would start the crazy upgrade mode in the next period of time.

"Alright, alright, let's divide the next things, maybe there are more valuable things waiting for us next." Hui Feng clapped his hands and woke everyone up from the loss of missing out on the treasure.

Although the next equipment is not as good as the Coffin of the Holy Mother, it is still a rare good thing, one of which is an excellent repeater with a demon-breaking attribute is also sold for a high price of 200,000, and the rest of the equipment adds up to more than 300,000 pieces.

But compared to the corpse of Xthosey, this is nothing.

The heart, the blood, the tentacles, the tail, the two pairs of eyes, these five things should be the most valuable parts of this demon's body.

The power contained in the material often corresponds to the ability of the main body, for example, the head of the staff made with the eyeball is likely to have the two side skills of Expiration Gaze and Crazy Gaze, and the whip made from the tail bone may draw negative levels, and so on.

Of course, the specific effect will vary depending on the manufacturer's craftsmanship level and design ideas.

The rest of the people's thoughts are still unclear, anyway, as soon as Sherlock sees the heart that still has two black rods inserted, he has a strong desire for possessiveness in his heart.

He didn't know where this possessiveness came from, whether it was blood, soul, or pure desire, and he was bound to get it anyway.

For this, he had to pay something extra to make Huifeng give up his intention to bid with him.

"yes, it looks like I'm going to have another story in my experience, the victory over the Demon Child from Purgatory, the whole tavern will be willing to pay for it, and I can't wait to continue this adventure." Seeing that the battle had subsided, Liya ran back with excitement and excitement on her face, cheering loudly and urging her.

"It's something to remember, but the next thing we need to face is probably an enemy that is even stronger than Xthosey, are you sure we're going to continue?" Samagar also said on the side.

Hui Feng heard the other party's retreat, and immediately reassured: "Your Excellency Silver Blade, we do have a reason why we must move forward, but if there is really an irresistible danger on the way, I will not stop you from leaving." ”

"Well, since you insist on it!"

In fact, there are task restrictions, as long as they don't die by themselves, this NPC will definitely help them, but how much effort to contribute, whether to go all out like just now or deal with it casually depends entirely on the mood of the other party.

Such a strong combat power is enough for Hui Feng to pull down the shelf to persuade him with good words, and with his negotiation level and emotional intelligence, dealing with this kind of occasion is just a trivial matter.

After confirming Samagar's accession, the group of seven cautiously walked into the staircase leading to the upper floor.

At the exit of the staircase is a dimly lit room, where wandering skeletons, zombies, and necrons are not much different from the lower levels.

The air was filled with the fishy smell of seawater and the smell of sulfur from purgatory, and ......

A strong smell of blood!

The smell of blood does not appear on the undead creatures, and this smell is so strong, it is not something that can be emitted by killing dozens of monsters casually.

It's still the same as before, after opening the divine circle and pulling all the monsters down and brushing them off together, everyone carefully explored the details of this layer.

Walking in the corridor, Los, who had been observing the environment, suddenly noticed a question: "It's strange, how can there be so many iron chains hanging from the ceiling." ”

"I don't know." Sherlock glanced at the chains and replied, he had been paying attention to them for a long time, but he had never noticed anything special about them.

Compared to these chains, the carvings on the walls on both sides of the corridor are more concerning.

Many of the ruins in the Forgotten Realms like to record what happened here in certain parts of the interior, whether in books or murals, and the reliefs on this wall are no exception.

But I don't know who smashed the rest of the figures on these reliefs, leaving only a figure dressed in a robe and holding a scepter.

"Look at this horn, it should be some devil." Hui Feng guessed.

"Cut, I know that, too." Los complained.

As for the devil, everyone really doesn't know very well, the low-level inferior demons, acupuncture demons, barb demons, and small devils still know something, and the masters of the middle-level, high-level, and even the nine-layer hell are completely ignorant.

This relief man looks like a dog, obviously not an ordinary goods, and it is understandable that they can't recognize it.