In the midst of the crying, snot and tears mixed together and flowed down Dimon's fat face. In the past, he was a high-ranking prince, and he was the one who killed and killed others, and he never thought that he cared so much about life.

"Haha, poor fellow, you have made a wise choice, if you are willing to pay a ransom of one million star coins, I can spare your life and let you go back to Raging City to continue your bright and beautiful life!"

Dimon's humble ugliness of crying bitterly made Sun Dashuai extremely disgusted, but at this time, it is precisely the need for such a person to set an example, and he is very valuable.

"Ah, a hundred... A million?"

Count Dimon's bubble eyes were stunned by Sun Dashuai's lion opening his mouth. Although he was a nobleman with the inheritance of Berserk City and a fief, one million Star Coins was not a small amount for him.

"Well, do you think it's too much? Then forget it!" Sun Dashuai deliberately put on a cold posture, which frightened Count Dimont into a sudden agitation.

"Ahhh

No matter how much money you have left in the world, it's just money, as long as you go back and double the tax, you can scavenge it back from those appendages.

"Very good! You are very sincere!"

Sun Dashuai nodded kindly, "That's it, hand over your weapons and armor, go over there and stand up yourself, if you dare to make extra moves, I will interrupt your hands and feet to feed the wolves, you are such a fat and plump meat, but those hungry wolves love the food!"

Sun Dashuai's soft threat frightened Dimon's face pale, his head shook like a rattle, and his fat horizontal flesh swayed: "Don't dare to move! Don't dare to move! My lord, obey your will!"

Dimon skillfully unloaded his gorgeous and delicate armor and handed it to the tiger calendar behind Sun Dashuai, and then he consciously trembled and hugged his almost red body, ran into a circle surrounded by the orc team, and stood motionless.

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"Who else is there now? to choose the smart surrender!"

Sun Dashuai turned his head to look around at the remaining dark warriors who were looking around. Under the fierce aura, with the precedent of the most arrogant Count Dimon, a crisp sound of "clanging..." was heard.

One dark warrior after another either dropped the weapons in their hands, or withdrew their sharp claws, raised their hands, and knelt on the ground with their eyebrows bowed.

"Very well, hand in your weapons and armor yourself and go over there and line up. And my lords, the Earls each need to pay me a ransom of one million Star Coins, 600,000 for the Baron, 300,000 for the Lord, and 100,000 for the Knight. ”

Every time Sun Dashuai broke out a price, several people in the crowd turned pale, this greedy orc lord, he was even more greedy than those notorious interstellar merchants.

As the dark soldiers handed over their weapons and armor in an orderly manner, a group of nobles and warriors with only underwear and blankets on their bodies walked to the guard circle, and the last remaining 300 or so Federation infantry with guns in the encirclement suddenly stood out like war flies on a white cloth.

Most of them were elite warriors dressed in exquisite Federation individual armor, armed with Gauss rifles to form a circle, protecting the pale-faced Count Morishima in the center.

As warriors of the noble Shimazaki family, even if they die in battle, they will not let these savage and dirty orcs trample on the honor of the family.

Sun Dashuai glanced at it playfully, and with a wave of his hand, the orc warriors around him who couldn't wait slowly pulled out their weapons, and let out a hoarse roar of excitement from the depths of their throats.

"Hey, wait a minute, I'm surrendering!"

Morishima Yuan, who was about to take a pinch and bargain with Sun Dashuai again, saw that Sun Dashuai didn't ask again, and planned to use force directly, and immediately shouted eagerly: "You can report the number! I am willing to pay you a ransom!"

As for the glory of the family, in the face of his life, let the useless family glory die! Besides, as an illegitimate child, the family did not give him much glory, everything he did was the result of hard work, and he didn't want to die on this abandoned planet like this.

"Lord Earl...", a family knight beside Count Morishima Yuan cried out in pain, looking at Morishima Moto's face full of disappointment.

"Shut up, the war is over, I order you as a major general of the Federation, lay down your arms!"

To the knight who dared to stop him, Morishima Moto unceremoniously reprimanded. Then he said to Sun Dashuai with a little arrogance: "You can make an offer! No matter how much money it is, I will pay you!"

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The Shimazaki family is one of the largest families with a long history in the Starlight Federation, and even if they are only the children of the side line, Morishima Moto's financial resources are not comparable to those dark nobles on the earth. Sometimes, he bribed high-ranking federal officials with more than that.

"Alas!" the guardian knights beside Count Morishima looked at each other, sighed helplessly, casually threw away the rifles and cannons in their hands, and put away their individual armor.

These elite knights all have the strength of at least second-level heavenly cultivators, and they are not afraid of the terrible radiation dust on the earth.

"Commander Morishima is a great nobleman from the Shimazaki family of the Star Federation, how can such a noble bloodline be measured by money?"

Sun Dashuai didn't care about Morishima Yuan's pride, but instead complimented him on the surface. However, this did not make the shrewd Morishima Moto, but made him more vigilant. He didn't say a word, waiting for Sun Dashuai to say the conditions for redemption.

"Well, I heard that the Earl's family did not hesitate to wage war in order to obtain our precious resources, and offered high-end weapons as a reward. I'm the most fair, since the Earl has a family background, let's use a set of starship production lines as a ransom!"

Sun Dashuai touched his lips and said the redemption conditions lightly, but Morishima Yuan's face quickly turned pale.

Originally, it was not a big deal to resell arms, but it was all small items such as guns and cannons, and if the reselling of starships and even warship production equipment was to unfriendly forces, if the top level of the Federation knew about it, the result... He shuddered to think about it.

"No! absolutely not!" Morishima Moto's head swayed like a rattle, "Reselling the starship production facilities, not to mention the upper echelons of the Federation, even if the elders of the family know, they will kill me, you can ask for as much money as you want! I have a lot of money! One million, two million! As long as you ask!"

"Oh, since that's the case, then I'm only embarrassed, I just hope that your noble body won't be eaten too ugly by the wolves in the wasteland!"

Sun Dashuai spread his hands in disappointment and motioned for the orc warriors to prepare to attack, while the Federation knights once again hurriedly picked up the weapons that had been thrown on the ground.

"You... Okay! Okay! Oh, damn it! Those old ghosts will kill me if they find out!"

Morishima howled in frustration, threw the cannon that commanded the mecha on the ground, opened the hatch, and walked down the ladder: "But I can only get you a destroyer production dock at most, and I can't touch the more advanced ones, if you are not satisfied, then you can kill me now!"