"Thank you, sir, for your generosity, after becoming an official user, there will be a special person to receive and buy special items, the specific situation is not for me to know. ”

The young man, who felt that he had been tricked, approached the bartender and threatened, "Are you joking?"

The bartender shrugged.

Seeing that the bartender was fearless, the young man said: "Don't forget, you charged me 100 dinars, whether I or your boss know about this matter, I will definitely not give up!"

With a professional smile again, the bartender said: "Thank you for reminding me, the boss has thought of this a long time ago, so the 100 dinars will be handed over to the boss, of course, the boss should not be stingy to give me a little bit." ”

The aggrieved young man slapped the table and left angrily.

Looking at the figure of the young man leaving, the bartender smiled indifferently, he was not afraid of the other party's threats, because his family had all moved to a safe place.

Soon after, the youth appeared in the office of the head of the Mercenary Guild.

"So, it cost you 100 dinars to get this information. ”

"I'm sorry, boss. ”

The young man was ashamed that he had failed in his mission and had lost 100 dinars.

"Forget it, you go down and reimburse the expenses. ”

"Thank you, Boss. The young man retreated guiltily.

"One hundred thousand dinars, I really dare to ask for it. "Naturally, the president will not throw away 100,000 dinars just to know and understand this small force that suddenly appeared.

"Toot toot!" suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, an ordinary temperament, ordinary clothes, and an ordinary body everywhere, and he couldn't find it when he was thrown into the crowd, pushed the door and walked in.

It's this ordinary man, the super spy at the helm of their mercenary guild.

"You showed up in person, and it seems that something is wrong. ”

"The Brotherhood of Hawkeye has seen an unusually large expenditure of funds. The middle-aged man's voice was low and ordinary: "Last night, Watson went to the headquarters of the Hawkeye Brotherhood to withdraw 300,000 dinars and was stopped, but in the end, the president of the Hawkeye Brotherhood approved him to withdraw 100,000 dinars. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, Watson himself has at least 800,000 dinars at his disposal. ”

"Yes, Watson has always wanted to strengthen the Hawkeye Brotherhood, and he has a lot of money in his hands, and according to intelligence, a lot of money in his hands has been lost, and his whereabouts are unknown. ”

What is it that costs so much money?

The first thing that popped into the chairman's mind was the mysterious little force.

It costs 100,000 dinars to become an official user, but what about more advanced users?

It seems that there is something Watson can't refuse that is appealing to Watson.

Maybe I should get more information about that small force.

Although it is impossible to spend 100,000 dinars, however, the bar buys supplies.

Selling 100 Blood Crystals isn't a problem.

In order to understand the secrets of the Hazy Moon Guild, the guild leader spent a large amount of money to buy the blood spar with the Hazy Moon Guild.

As a result, it took more than ten years, and he still still didn't figure out the use of the blood color crystal.

As a result, the blood-colored spar trapped him like a stock.

Although selling blood spars can recover most of the cost.

However, only the Hazy Moon Guild bought a large number of blood-colored crystals, and the price it offered remained unchanged for ten thousand years, all of which were one thousand dinars.

And the guild leader is reluctant to sell the blood-colored spar to the Hazy Moon Guild.

The young man, who had not been gone long ago, reappeared in the president's office.

"Page, I have an extremely important task for you. ”

"Please command, President. ”

"You go to the warehouse and pick up 100 blood-colored crystals and sell them to the bar, I want to know what the benefits are for official users. ”

100 can be blood-colored crystals?

Page knows the value of the blood crystal, which is worth 100,000 dinars!

"It's safe to do this, there will be 8 elite fighters with you, I've already arranged it, you be careful. ”

"Yes, President. ”

Page breathed a sigh of relief.

One hundred thousand dinars, even if the president trusts himself, he does not trust himself.

Of course, it's not that you don't trust your loyalty, but that you don't trust your own force, lest something happen to you.

A short time later, Paige picked up a small box of blood-colored crystals, boarded the carriage, and went to the Hope Bar again accompanied by 8 elite warriors.

Looking at Paige and the eight elite soldiers in full armor who poured into the bar, the bartender's voice trembled.

"Sir, please calm down and don't do anything irrational. ”

Glancing at the bartender coldly, Page didn't tease him, and got straight to the point: "I'm here to sell blood-colored spars." ”

Relieved, the bartender said, "Please wait!"

The bartender pulled the trap.

A short time later, Iron Blade appeared with a few ponies.

"What's the matter?"

The bartender hurriedly explained the situation.

Iron Blade glanced at the box in Paige's arms, "Please come with me, but you can only go in with a maximum of two people." ”

"No problem!"

Paige was not afraid of the other party's black, and led an elite warrior to follow Iron Blade into the small door behind the bar counter.

Behind the small door is a narrow passage, the passage is not long, only five or six meters, out of the passage, is a hall.

There were many gangsters in the hall drinking, playing cards, and gambling, and many people Paige knew.

Seeing Paige come in, they just glanced at it and continued their entertainment.

Passing through the hall, I entered a door again, but the passage behind the door extended underground.

Walking down the passage, there is a small basement, guarded by two warriors at the entrance.

These two warriors are far inferior to the elite warriors of the Mercenary Guild, both in terms of physique and equipment.

The front of the basement was empty, and on the right side was a table with a hooded robe and veil sitting behind it.

Looks like a woman.

"What did you bring with you?" the woman looked at the box in Paige's arms.

Paige placed the box on the table, opened it and turned to the woman.

Under the candle flame, the blood-colored hedron reflected the glowing blood light.

"Blood hedrons, a thousand dinars, do you accept it?"

Page nodded.

The woman counted the blood-colored crystals, exactly a hundred.

"One hundred, a total of 100,000 dinars. The woman tugged at the left-hand cable and touched the mechanism.

A short time later, a man came out of the small door opposite.

"Go and get a hundred thousand dinars. ”

"No!"

The man turned back to the small door, because the passage behind the small door bent, and Page could only see the wall, and could not see any other information.

In a short time, the two men made two trips, brought two boxes of 100,000 dinars, and took the box of blood-colored crystals with them.

"You can leave. ”

Having just completed a deal of 100,000 dinars, the woman's attitude was not enthusiastic.

"Wait!" Page didn't come to sell the blood-colored hedron at the moment.

"My points have reached 100,000 dinars, and now that I am an official user, I would like to know what is the difference between an official user and a new user?"