After Du Shang finished this tongue twister in one breath, seeing that the three elite mercenaries still hadn't turned the corner, he couldn't help but be proud, and said: "You go back directly and reply, just say that whoever wants my things will come to this store to find me." Now that the sun is still high, I won't leave you for dinner. ”

The head of the hunter, when he heard this, understood that he had been tricked, and couldn't help but burst into a rage, and said angrily: "What a big breath, you want our regiment commander to come to see you, you don't know whether you are alive or dead." Before snatching it, he copied it with one hand and buckled it towards Duchamp. I saw a flower in front of me, and Duchamp's body shifted at an impossible angle, and it was actually empty.

Duchamp was triumphant, flashed to the side, and looked at this hunter like a cat playing mouse, thinking, this time is not as good as in the past, although the level of the master is not as high as yours, but the master has added a full sixteen points to the skill tree.

The skill that Duchamp used just now was the "Shadow Flash" on the talent tree, and after activation, he would inevitably dodge a physical attack once.

When the hunters saw that they missed a blow, they knew that the kid in front of them was not a good stubble, and their eyes suddenly showed a fierce light, and they divided into a triangular battle formation and surrounded them, and one of them said: "Boy, you have to think well, as long as you make a move, this restaurant will not be saved." ”

Duchamp said loudly: "You also want the restaurant, then give it to you, the master will leave Pvennis tomorrow, how about it?" ”

Suddenly, I heard someone at the top of the stairs answering: "No, how can this restaurant say that it will be delivered!" You can't go either. ”

The three chasseurs were stunned, and two people had already walked down the stairs, and they both knew each other, it was Baron Teresa, the lord of the city, and his bodyguards. The Polaris Mercenary Group has a close relationship with the Lord's Mansion, and although they are disdainful of this puppet-like lord behind their backs, they still have to be respectful and respectful in their faces.

The lord came down the stairs and shouted angrily: "Originally, you were respectful and respectful, and you were responsible for maintaining the law and order of the city, and you could just collect this tax, but now you want to rob other people's shops." If there is such lawlessness, the merchants are scared away, and the economy of the city is still developing. ”

Duchamp originally didn't have much hope for this kind of cargo lord, but when he heard him say this, he couldn't help but be in awe, it turned out that this was not a fool.

Three chasseurs, you look at me, I look at you, and one of the leaders defended: "We didn't want his shop, we just came to him to discuss." ”

The lord's sesame eyes stared at the hunters led by him and said: "Goethe, as the son of the head of the Polaris Hunting Regiment, what are you doing here, just such a small shop, you actually asked for 100,000 meters, is this how the salt tax is collected?" ”

The son of the regiment commander, isn't that the young regiment commander!

It turned out to be such a character with a background. Duchamp stared at the hunter and looked at it seriously:

"Hunter, Level 68, Danger Level: Medium. Equipment: Standard armor, field saber. Weakness: Head"

Well, the systematic review is not low. Du Shanggang has gone through some life and death experience, and his level has risen by train, and now he is level 42, and he has opened a golden finger and taken a strong pill to enhance his strength and endurance, and the danger level of this guy can still reach medium.

"Lord Lord, please don't get me wrong, we are looking for this kid just to let him go with us, and we have no other intentions." After sorting out his thoughts, the young head said.

Duchamp clasped his hands and sneered: "Since the lord has spoken, the small shop is still to open, then I'm sorry, I'm too busy as a chef to leave." Whatever you want to say, just say it here, it's brighter here. As a member of the Northland Hunters, does it have to be in his own lair to have the courage to speak openly? ”

Baron Theresa's melon-like face came up: "Well, is there anything else in this that I don't know?" ”

The young head of the regiment still said politely to the lord: "Lord Lord, this is just a private matter of the Polaris Mercenary Group, presumably with your daily opportunity, you must not have time to pay attention to such a trivial matter." ”

This is said respectfully, but the connotation is very rude, and the lord is not a straw bag, how can he not understand.

Baron Theresa's face sank and said angrily: "The master of power is naturally very busy all day long. But today this kid said that he has a family tree of thousands of dishes, and I was discussing this with him just now. As a member of the editorial board of the Imperial Gastronomy series, how can I not pay attention to such a major discovery. ”

After speaking, he turned to Duchamp and said: "Just now, I was about to say that I would like to see if you can contribute your family recipes, and then sort out your family's 65 cooking techniques, and the editorial board will publish them for you, so that your contribution to the cuisine of the empire will definitely be further enhanced." Come on, let's go upstairs and talk about it. ”

After that, the lord took Duchamp's hand and went upstairs, and actually left the young master of the Polaris Hunting Regiment aside.

When the leader of the hunters saw that the lord was so proud of Duchamp, he looked like he was trying to protect it, and thought to himself, could it be that the lord's mansion had already gotten the news, otherwise how could it be so coincidental that he was in this shop. Thinking that he still had countless backhands to exert his strength, he sneered twice, glared at Duchamp, and walked outside the store, with countless ruthlessness in his heart.

Seeing that the hunters of the North Star had failed to take down Duchamp, and that the kid had unknowingly hooked up with the lord again, he quickly slipped away quietly.

Duchamp didn't go up, playing games and playing dungeons, what he was most afraid of was this kind of situation where elite monsters turned around and ran away, and in a blink of an eye, he might call a large group of monsters to come over and fight in groups. He immediately roared, "Don't want to leave! He broke away from the lord's side, jumped over, grabbed the old finch that had slipped to the door, grabbed the back of his neck, threw him to the ground, and scolded angrily: "The old man hates the people who eat inside and outside the house, and after selling the old capital, do you still want to get out of the house with his whole body in vain?" ”

The three people of the Polaris Hunting Regiment had already walked outside the store, and when they heard Duchamp's cheering, they thought that Duchamp was arguing with them, turned around, and couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this scene.

I saw Duchamp step on the old sparrow, slap it, and hit the old finch in the face, scolding while beating: "Let you embezzle the money of the old capital, let you be a black-hearted businessman, and let you betray the master!" He shouted to the clerk, "Go to the kitchen and get the needle and thread for sewing the pig's intestines, and sew up this guy's mouth to make an enema." ”

The old man struggled for a while, he was also a mercenary when he was young, and he was a person who walked on the line of life and death a few times, but Duchamp's current strength was not something he could break free. He shouted: "Help, help!" But he shouted to the chasseurs outside. Duchamp sneered: "Dare to shout!" The knife fell in his hand, and one ear suddenly fell off.