In the middle of the night, the three hunters sneaked back into their tents as Tyran had instructed, wrapping the giant scoop in all sorts of strange fabrics, disguised as worthless rags they had picked up on the hunting grounds.

Tyran, on the other hand, had been hiding outside the city, preparing to return to the Hunters' Guild until midnight to cancel the mission of the Blue Speed Dragon King.

It's all a calculation.

In the dark of night, with no one by his side, he was able to take off the mask he had put on in front of outsiders.

His cold eyes looked at the third post station in the distance, which looked like a tall castle, and his eyes couldn't help but think of the glory of his family... And the younger brother who defected to hunt...

Alas...

With a soft sigh, the aristocratic temperament faded, and at this time there were no noble noble children, and some were just a down-and-out hunter.

Estimating that the time had arrived at midnight, Tyran slowly walked towards the third station.

Soon, the guards opened the door, and Tyran calmly walked inside.

And then there's the Hunters' Guild...

There was a faint commotion coming from the third post station branch of the Hunters' Guild, listen carefully. There was Hunter's voice.

Tyran's face was expressionless, and he walked in slowly.

I saw Hunter throw the beer glass at the skinny monkey and scold at the provocative skinny monkey in front of him.

Wandering between the melon-eating, meat-eating, drug-sharpening hunters who don't know the truth, Tyran finally figured out part of what happened.

Probably Hunter came over to drink, and then met the thin monkey to provoke trouble, no matter how the thin monkey scolded, Hunter turned a deaf ear.

Until the skinny monkey spat into Hunter's cup.

To be able to meet this kind of guy who is born with provocative skills in his lifetime is really a blessing for the three lives of the Sky Dragon.

Tyran's heart exploded with rage, but he remained expressionless.

In their eyes, Tyran saw schadenfreude, unease, and disdain.

There is no greed.

It seems that although Hunter was drinking, he didn't say anything.

With the bottom in his heart, Tyran squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the two at the center of the conflict.

Before Tyran could say a word, Hunter pointed directly at the thin monkey's nose: "You wait for me, I bought that glaucon stone and hired a few thugs to kill you!" ”

The drunken Hunter's voice was hoarse, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

Tyran was startled, as were the people around him, plus the skinny monkey.

"Ahahaha!!!"

The thin monkey laughed loudly: "How many glowroes do you have to sell to have money to hire someone to kill me?" I'm a member of Newland, do you think anyone has offended a member of Newland for a few dollars? ”

Newtland, a powerful hunting squad in Kantas, was able to take on all sorts of powerful wyvern missions with ease as the Dragontail Squad struggled with the Flame Female. For example, Ceratosaurus.

Everyone's expressions didn't change, because they knew that this guy was offended very badly, so they let him look around here... Anyway, it's all the trouble for the Sky Dragon Squad. In the face of these guys who become strong by luck, other hunters also look down on them.

"No more, one piece is enough. That piece is like this...", he opened his arms, intending to compare the size of the giant dragon stone to open the eyes of this group of guys who had never seen the world, and then took it to find that his hand was choked by a person.

It's Captain Tyran.

Hunter, who was drunk, immediately put down his hand and hung his head to the side. He had a lot of respect for the young-looking captain.

"Yo, Hunter, when did you pick up the dragon stone, why don't you show it to me?" Tyran teased.

What Hunter heard was not a reproach, not a curse, and not a direct drag of him away.

It's a joke.

Hunter woke up in an instant, and he looked into Tyran's eyes, which were full of wisdom.

Tyran blinked, and Hunter, who had seen it all, seemed to know something, and he hung his head and asked for an extra beer.

This time, the thin monkey with a provocative face clasped his elbows in his hands and watched it all with interest.

With a sip of a new beer and a bit of cold beer in his stomach, Hunter ran the train with his mouth full.

"Captain, you don't know, I picked up such a big piece of dragon stone outside." As he spoke, Hunter's hand gestured to a super invincible giant oval. It's much bigger than the one I picked up.

Tyran's heart was pounding, the show was skateboarding on a tightrope, and if they were not careful, the greedy would kill them and take away their wealth.

He knows better than anyone else.

"Just cut two pieces down, you can buy a tall house, and then cut two more pieces and kill some damn people..."Hunter looked at the thin monkey with infinite killing intent, and the thin monkey looked back at the ****.

In the corner of the branch, an old man who was not gorgeously dressed, but very clean, had a twinkling look in his eyes. Then he quickly left.

"Okay, good, the bartender will have two more glasses of wine......"

It's like listening to your own team members talk drunk, which is an excellent accompaniment. Seeing that he couldn't find anything wrong, the skinny monkey sneered: "MDZZ" and walked directly past them.

Glancing disdainfully at the scattered people, Hunter turned his head and looked at the thin monkey's eyes, there was really a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Come, drink."

Tyran greeted. And Hunter began to drink heartily.

I don't know how long it took, but few of the people in the branch were finally standing, and Hunter looked like he was about to fall asleep, so Tyran picked up Hunter and walked out.

Staggering back to the tent, there were a few pedestrians on the road that should have been empty.

It's like a pair of drunken brothers.

Pedestrians looked at them with a vaguely strange gaze.

Sensing this, Tyran quickened his pace. Soon, Tyran, who was holding Hunter, returned to their tent. A group of powerful onlookers, and then the tent was surrounded by extremely well-equipped merchant guards, and the faint murderous aura emanating from their bodies shocked the onlookers.

Pushing through the crowd, Tyran helped Hunter to the crowd and the guards, while Isha and Amun, who were standing at the door of the tent with pale faces and trembling hands and feet, saw the arrival of their captain and hurriedly pulled him in. And the caravan guards did not intercept them, and let them in.

Lifting the curtain of the door, an old man sat on the ground, and in front of him was the giant dragon stone.

This piece of huilongite is not bragged about, it is genuine.

My heart sank, although I didn't know what flaws I had in my performance just now, but the exposure of the matter was already an absolute thing, and the thing to do now was how to sell this piece of dragon stone for a good price, or ———— get out of here alive.

"Isn't this podium beautiful? And it's big? This is what I picked up. Tyran laughed, as if to show off his luck to his old friend.

"Yes, it's beautiful."

The old man praised, he picked up a candle, and then dangled beside the dragon stone, and under the little light of the candle, the light emitted by the dragon stone illuminated the entire tent. Fortunately, the fabric that made up the tent was thick enough, and the curtain that was drawn when he came in, made it impossible for the light to escape.

"Are you going to make a move?" After carefully appreciating the dragon stone in front of me, my heart is full of indescribable charm.

"How much do you think is appropriate?" Tylan didn't make a move and waited to see what happened.

"Hmm," the old man pondered for a moment, "How about three thousand gold coins."

"Hiss~"

There was a gasp from outside the curtain, and it was clear that his teammates had been eavesdropping.

Tyran's face was calm, and his heart had already turned upside down.

"Wouldn't it be too much?"

Unlike the three guys out there who are all based on estimates, Tyrann is still more or less bottom.

The value of this dragon stone itself is up to 1,000 gold coins, and even if it is used as a collector's item, it is no more than 2,000 at most. The old man was like this, which made him a little uneasy.

"Oh!" The old man suddenly laughed: "It's me who didn't introduce myself in advance, I'm one of the members of the merchant consortium, and my name is not too lazy, but these three thousand gold coins are not all dragons, it's more of a stone."

Tyran pondered for a moment and said, "So which way are you casting?" ”

The old man laughed: "What I want to know is where this pyroxon was found." In exchange, the three thousand gold coins are yours. ”

"Yes." Tyran easily agreed, "I'll take you there tomorrow, but be prepared, there's a giant crustacean taking over the ......"

"Crustaceans?" The old man was puzzled for a moment: "What is that, can you describe it?" ”

As he spoke, he walked over to the curtain and summoned an experienced merchant to escort him.

"It's about ** meters wide and about 20 meters long from head to tail. It is characterized by two huge pincers with blue or purple crystals growing on them, both on the head and tail. Tyran spoke of the characteristics of the crustacean he had seen.

The guard frowned: "Does it look like a huge scorpion?" ”

"Yes." Tyran thought for a moment and replied.

Concerned with a huge deal, the old man hurriedly asked, "Do you know what kind of monster this is?" ”

"Tailed Scorpion." The guard said.

"I've heard that the young city lord Soros once repelled a tailed crystal scorpion when he took this post station. It is possible that it was discovered by this gentleman after escaping. ”

"Is it hard to deal with?" The old man continued.

"I haven't met it, and from hearsay, the carapace of the tailed crystal scorpion is so hard that it may require artillery to deal with. Not only that, but its tail shoots out a ray that can easily kill hunters. ”

"It's a bit difficult..."The old man muttered: "Tomorrow you lead the team to follow him, find the location of the tailed crystal scorpion, know where it is, make a record, and then bring it back." ”

After arranging everything, the old man rewrapped the huge pyroxene stone and walked out of the tent.