The next thing is the time to prepare, a whole day and a night, and Du Ang didn't take the time to go to the trial illusion to have a look, and the upgrade cause can only be postponed. He asked Blatter to ride a fast horse to the city to buy fabrics, and then Barbaloa, a junior tailor generalist, made a gorgeous new magic robe for Durala, coupled with Durala's beautiful appearance, it is definitely the focus of the spotlight, fluttering fairy, it is simply what a goddess looks like, if you don't drool when you see her, you are embarrassed to say that you are a physiologically normal old man.

Early the next morning, Duon and his party came out of the Ruhr farmstead, and two wagons were pulled into the city to step on the point.

Just as he was on the way, the long-lost game's external receiver moved again, triggering a new mission: Mission 6: Rolling Money. Ask Duon to sell cigarettes to sell a gold coin, and the reward for completing the task is an additional chance to draw a prize.

A gold coin?

It's a small meaning, just a hundred silver coins!

A cigarette is a silver coin, a hundred cigarettes are a gold coin, five boxes, not enough one!

For this task, Duang is still very confident!

This time, Duang brought out all the red wine-flavored cigarettes, according to Blatter's design, this flavor of cigarettes is a high-end product, and the initial price is a silver coin, too expensive? Don't bargain about the price, love to buy or not, anyway, this is the only one, there is no place to buy it if you want to buy it anywhere else, and if you want to buy a cheap one, you will talk about it later.

Du Ang's two carriages have no decoration, they look extremely ordinary, after entering the city, Du Ang did not go home to see, but went directly to the street, which was also studied before, to create a certain sense of mystery for the marketing of cigarettes, to put it bluntly, you can't let others know where this thing came from, the more mysterious and suspicious the better, let them guess, wait until all kinds of messy topics come out, and then a large number of goods, standard hype behavior, It would be bad if someone found out that the person in the car was someone from Earl McNuss's palace.

I looked at a few places in a row, Du Ang was not very satisfied, either the popularity was not enough or the target group was not obvious, in short, it was its own fault, since it was hype, then it was necessary to find a popular place, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, this kind of is not really reasonable. I strolled around until almost noon, and Du Ang didn't find a satisfactory place, so I couldn't help but be a little depressed, alas, Yanjing looks very prosperous, but why is there no place for idlers to gather?

Suddenly, the car stopped.

Duang asked a manservant who was driving the car in front, "What's the matter?" ”

The manservant replied: "Young master, there are quite a few people blocked in front, and the road is blocked, and we can't get through, should we change the way and turn around?" ”

When Du Ang heard this, he was anxious: "Don't, don't, it's good to block, I'll find this kind of place where even carriages can be blocked!" ”

The others still have business trips for a while, and now is not the time to show their heads, so they all follow Du Ang's instructions and pretend to be young ladies from big families in the car, without even lifting the curtains. Du Ang got out of the car, blended into the crowd and went to the front to see what was going on, he didn't wear the black magic robe that was scratched through the top today, nor did he wear the clothes of the nobles, it was just a coarse cloth shirt, it looked no different from ordinary people, Yan Jing was quite an adult, Du Ang usually didn't go outside much, and there were basically no people who knew him, so the onlookers just thought that this kid looked very energetic, but they couldn't guess that this was the young master in Count McNuss's mansion.

There were a lot of onlookers, one by one there were discussions, Du Ang was confused, he was not tall enough, standing behind the person and tiptoeing in, he saw a white-bearded old man lying on the ground, the old man didn't know what the situation was, crying while grabbing the pants of a person in front of him, the misery made people feel sad.

Is it the son who is not filial or what?

Du Ang naturally likes to watch the excitement, otherwise how could he have been directly crossed because of watching the excitement? At this time, he forgot about this stubble, and saw that there was a middle-aged man next to him who looked very kind, so he tugged on his sleeve and asked, "Uncle, what's going on?" ”

It's really a coincidence, this uncle happens to be a witness to the whole thing, and he saw everything that happened before.

He said to Du Ang, lying on the ground that the old man is exercising on the street today, as if he is playing something or something, anyway, it looks very evil, a move and a style is very much a bit of fairy wind bones, people who pass by can basically look at him a few times, almost noon, the young man came, probably drank some wine, crooked and leaned over to chat with the old man, asked the old man what he practiced, the old man said this is called Fugui Boxing, the young man said this name is good, old man, can you teach me? I like to punch and kick my legs to exercise or something, the old man said okay, you punch me first and I'll see how strong you are.

The guy said this is not good, you are so old, what if you get sick? The old man laughed and said you fight, don't look at my age, but my body is harder than your young man, I'm afraid I'll be fine if you get tired.

Since the old man said so, the young man was also relieved, he arched his front legs and kicked his back legs, picked up his fists and thought about it, and didn't dare to push too hard, so he slammed forward...... But guess what? Before his fist touched the old man, the old man shouted and hit someone, and then he lay on the ground with a grunt and couldn't get up.

Two words: ask for money!

The 10,000 grass and mud horses in Du Ang's heart roared with a cold wind: "Nima, isn't this just an old hooligan who touches porcelain?" ”

"And then?" Duang asked.

"And then there is no more, you see!" The middle-aged uncle raised his chin and pointed to the old man in the circle who was still crying bitterly with a dead expression: "It's just so stiff!" ”

"The vigilantes didn't come?"

"Sheriffs? Hum! The middle-aged uncle snorted heavily: "Little brother, you are still young, you don't know how to be tired here, have you seen this street?" This is the dividing point between the Northwest District and the Eastern District, and the people are mixed, and the standard three do not care about the boundary, and people are sent on both sides when collecting money, but what is really wrong, there is no shadow on both sides, and those group of deflated calves, can they be counted on to maintain law and order? I'm phew, I'd rather go see a horse give birth......"

Duon: "......"

This middle-aged uncle looks like he is forty or fifty years old, why is he still so angry? No, the resentment was too great to communicate, so Du Ang chose to retreat after saying hello.

In general, Du Ang is more satisfied with this place, there are enough idlers, information spreads quickly, and there is no security team to make trouble, it is really a feng shui treasure of propaganda and hype, anyway, I didn't find a better place than here after walking around the city for a long time, that is, it is here, it will be dark when I go around.

Back in the carriage, Duon patted Blatter on the shoulder: "Go, go, this is it, get off the car and get off to work!" ”

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